As you can imagine, I am yet to the two week mark and am already going nuts living with my parents. I mean, it has nothing to do with the fact that my parents are crazy. Not literally, I suppose, but kind of in that way where you go "You gotta be kidding."
So let me update you on what's happened in my life since the last update. Let me see...on Friday, April 3rd, my mother shows up at the house with a cute female Pomeranian. Now, we already have two inside dogs (and an outside dog as well) so my first thought was, "Oh crap." Now, it turns out that this little dog was lost so my mom picked it up before it got thrashed by a neighbor's big dog. Anyway, I called animal control and gave them her Rabies tag number, which resulted in us finding out that her name was Holly (Isn't that interestingly ironic, Beccs?) and they called and left a message with the owner.
Anyway, I made plans to go out with Stephen, Krysia and Jaden for dinner to celebrate my 25th birthday a week late and by that time, the owner hadn't called yet. My parents let me know that if the owner didn't call back we weren't going to call animal control and we would just keep the dog, which would in all reality be my dog because I didn't have an allergic reaction to her like I do to our other two dogs (both short haired dogs). So I left my house, thinking, "My parents are nuts!"
I had dinner at Shangri-Lan, a Chinese restaurant that's alongside the I-10 highway. It was really good food and they had live music. Beccs, have you ever wondered what a combination of Chinese and Mexican atmospheres result in? A Mexicanese atmosphere! I just came up with that one.
So now you all want to know whether I have a dog of my own that in all reality I can't afford, uh? After dinner, Steve, Krysh and JT dropped me off and I was able to hang out with Holly for a bit before I realized I had a voicemail in my phone. The owner called so I called her back and she came by to pick up the dog. Turns out that the dog was her grandson's who is currently stationed in Afghanistan.
Well, that was Friday. One of those "How did I end up with these parents?" moments.
Anyway, church on Sunday was good, especially since I decided to start taking notes during the sermon. This Sunday, the lay minister gave the sermon and although he touched on the basic law and gospel concepts concerning Palm Sunday, he rambled on too much for me to make sense of the rest.
As for today, well, I finally mailed out my Oklahoma state taxes (I'm getting $41 back, although I think I may be cheating the state out of $3 but I am not sure) as well as my credit card and car insurance payment. I still have no job but for some strange reason, I'm not losing sleep over it like I was in Waco. I think it's because my having a roof over my head and food on the table does not depend upon my being employed. The only thing that depends on my being employed would be getting my bills payed and the next upcoming bill is my student loan payment for this month.
Anyway, I would like to explain the title of this blog update. It involves my stepdad, me, Jaden and Stephen's Genesis class (although I don't think Kabbalah was attached to the lesson for today so much as a comment he made to another student concerning the evil eye...I think).
You see, once I got back home from the church where I went to make copies of my federal tax returns to mail off with my state tax returns, I found the house empty so I made myself some chickend with brocolli, cauliflower, carrots and some mac-n-cheese. Eventually, as I was sitting down to eat, my parents arrived with some stuff, including this big piece of furniture that I knew had to be because of my mom.
Side note: for those who have been in my house (Becca, Stephen and Krysia) my parents are pack-rats...well, collectors. Okay, my stepdad collects and my mom's the pack-rat...forget that, they are both pack-rats...that's where I get it from. Dear Moses, if we were to have an open house on all items in the house, I might be able to get out of debt.
Anyway, back to the story about the big piece of furniture.
I helped my mom get it off the truck bed and told her not to bring it inside the house until she cleared some stuff out of her sewing room (this is the biggest room in the house and it used to be my bedroom before I left for college). Because she agreed to this, I went ahead and left it where we put it...in the driveway. Obviously, this ticked off my stepdad who then proceeded to push the thing out of the driveway and my mom tried to help him but since he was in one of his moods, I made my mom get out of the way before she could get hurt. Anyway, long story short, I called Krysia, grabbed my guitar, music and tuner along with my purse, phone and car keys and got out of Dodge.
I was feeling all down and blue and definitely crying but a trip to Wal-Mart and a walk around Wal-Mart with Jaden while Krysia did some grocery shopping lifted my spirits and turned my blue mood into some bright pink stuff with glitter that makes you realize all is good with the world because God has blessed you with life, love, family and friends.
According to Stephen (who I join on his on-line Genesis class if I'm at their place around 6:30PM) Kabbalah is a religion that finds ways to ward off negativity. They work at staying positive.
Which made me realize -Jaden helped me find my center again and regain my positive view towards this whole thing. Afterall, my parents are letting me live with them rent free and are feeding me and such. I am very grateful to them and would like to repay them by making sure that I don't react negatively infront of them -which then leads to me leaving the house when tempers start to explode.
Anyway, other than that, I have update my DCE application and emailed it to Jim (who is still in charge of my placement -YAY!) and have checked out some more on-line job stuff. I'll be calling Family Christian Bookstore tomorrow to see if they have processed my application and will look into finding the Texas Workforce Commission here in El Paso.
Becca, I totally agree with your thoughts concerning animals as a witness to the existence of God. The reason I usually go with flowers, though, is for the same reasons as you went with animals. Flowers, too, are unique and so minutely designed and they also have different environments where they survive. Example: bluebonnets. They are the Texas state flower and although El Paso is a city in Texas, you cannot find a bluebonnet anywhere. Why? Because bluebonnets were not designed to survive in a desert-like environment. If everything had happened by accident, then wouldn't everything be everywhere, willy-nilly like, instead of having it's specific seasons and ecosystems? Doesn't that alone tell you that Someone greater than a cosmic accident has assigned specific flaura and fauna to specific places around the world?
Well, hope you have another theological update on your blog.
Oh, I have one for you. Do you know if Judas participated in the Last Supper, in other words, did he feast upon the flesh and blood of Jesus, before he ran off to sell him to the High Priest for thirty pieces of silver? This popped into my head during church this Sunday. The Gospel reading was from Mark, the Passion of Christ, starting with Palm Sunday and ending with the burial. As I sat there, I wondered to myself, if Judas did participate in the Supper, then did he drink and eat judgement upon himself? He obviously was unable to comprehend the full extent of that moment otherwise he wouldn't have betrayed the one who gave his body and blood for his salvation.
Okay, I think this is a L-O-N-G blog update so I need to cut it short. Keep praying for me to find employment.
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