Noodles, Waffers, and Shortcake

My last weekend of January was spent sick in Austin...that's right, I drove down to Austin while sporting a 100.4 fever and stayed there until Sunday, running a fever between 100.1 and 100.5 all weekend. It was worth it.

I got my hair cut (broke out in a cold sweat the entire time I was there, I felt horrible), had lunch with Becca and Erin (thus the title...guess which one I am) at The Pit in Georgetown, had a Kaluha Mudslide with Becca (the alcohol was Becca's idea...interestingly enough), and got to attend the high school youth worship and Redeemer and see Joshua Jackson (meow).

That in itself was the saving part of my weekend...Becca had been teaching high school Sunday School for the last two weeks (?) and asked me to go with her on Sunday morning, which I did. It was eye-opening...

I realized, with shock and sadness, that I had given up on getting a call. I had assumed that trusting God to place me in a position meant sitting back and waiting instead of actively knocking on doors, and because of that, deep down, I had actually started doubting as to whether God even had a place for me to do ministry at.

I love ministry in its entirety. Not just high school or middle school ministry, but adult ministry, college ministry, children's ministry, cross cultural ministry, mission ministry, ministry as a whole. I want to do ministry...plural.

I've emailed Jim to ask him to email me my application since my USB crashed and I didn't have a copy saved on my computer. I am working on that application and then will be sending it back to Jim. He stated that the whole thing is going slow due to the economy but to not give up hope...there are churches seeking DCEs...such as one in California that's wanting a bilingual DCE. So I just pray that I continue to feel hope, knowing God has plans to prosper me and not to harm me.

Other than that, I am still getting over my four-five day cold. I still sound like a strangled chipmunk and my throat still hurts a bit. Oh yeah, my nose won't stop bleeding.

I did find out that I gained three pounds since last August 2008...but that's okay. I have two months to lose five pounds and hit 270lbs before my 25th birthday as planned...

As for my 25th birthday (it's on March 27th, Stephen. Am I going to have to call you to remind you...as usual? ;o)........I've been thinking morbid thoughts...you see, I know I'm not healthy (having five to six nosebleeds in the span of an hour pretty much makes me think that) and being a hypochondriac (Becca's assessment to which I agree) I can't help but wonder if I may have some form of cancer or illness...why does my 25th birthday make think of this even more than usual, though?

Because my father died of lymphoblastic leukemia when he was 25. Isn't that crazy. Twenty-five just doesn't seem like that many years to be alive....and yet, I never thought I would have made it past sixteen. God is amazing indeed.

Other than all that jazz, I've been drawing, creating my own little Texas town, which I have named Nowhere. Once I get down designing the first building (a little two room cabin), I'll make sure and take a picture and post it. It is looking awesome, if I must say so myself.

Well, enough is enough. I am going to either go work on my cabin or go read and watch Corner Gas at the same time. Yes, I can multitask my hobbies.

Oh yeah, something new that I am going to do here...reveal 25 things about myself that people don't know about me...except maybe my close CLOSE friends.

1.) I am talented at everything, and excel at nothing
2.) Hummers and vehicles shaped like boxes make me mad
3.) I think Brent Michaels (Poison) is really sexy, even when he's wearing eyeliner
4.) I own roller skates that I haven't used except once
5.) I own tap shoes I've only used once
6.) I think I have inner police car radar
7.) I've always wanted a straightjacket....just because
8.) I love the feel of paper that's got writing all over it...in other words, love used notebooks and journals
9.) I have more than ten journals
10.) I have more than ten stories going on in my head at once
11.) I am not schizophrenic even though I do hear voices in my head
12.) I used to hate dark chocolate but when I started eating healthy, I switched to dark chocolate so I wouldn't eat so much of it and now I love it
13.) I used to hate broccoli and couliflower, wouldn't eat it when my mom made it...I can't have enough of either now
14.) I have no concept of money
15.) I've never had a dream in Spanish...in other words, my mom speaks English in my dreams...my mom can't speak English in real life
16.) I am allergic to mornings...don't believe me, ask Becca
17.) If I ever bleed to death, it will more than likely be through my nose
18.) I always make plans and rarely follow through
19.) I've been in love three times and have striked out three times...which means, I've given up on love
20.) I've learned to be okay with being single
21.) I don't love myself but I no longer hate myself either
22.) Deep inside where no one can see, I am a wild child
23.) I hate long toenails...hate them, hate them, hate them
24.) I have to sleep on my stomach...I can't sleep any other way
25.) I am an organizational freak in disguise....

Well, I was having a hard time coming up with stuff by the end. Whew.

Enjoy!!!!

Oh yeah, I may be staying in Waco after March instead of heading home to El Paso the way I thought. My mother is doing alright...both tests for breast and stomach cancer have come back negative.