This is Sidekick...which means you must be a Superhero.

So two nights ago, the gals at work threw a surprise birthday party for Dani, one of our LVN's.

I had a crush on Dani back when I first started working the night shift, something that went down the wayside when I realized Dani has a very high opinion of himself and not all that high of an opinion of me.

Anyways, I still like Dani. He lets me do my job, doesn't micromanage me or get in my way, and that puts him on the list of favorite supervisors.

So even though I was off that night, I went ahead and showed up with pico de gallo and a gift...a little ivy named sidekick that he could replant outside in his backyard of the house he just bought last month.

The look on his face made me smile most of the night...yes, he was very surprised and seemingly pleased over the plant I gave him. It was the sweetest thing ever.

He gave me this long hug and thanked me, again and again. It almost looked like he was about to cry.

Anyway, no other updates. Just wanted to share that special moment with y'all. Gotta go and look for office jobs so I could get a free dinner with Stephen.

That alone is incentive enough to work hard at meeting his challenge. I have till Wednesday.

Adios!

Second Update: A blind date? How dumb am I?

So about two updates ago, I passingly mentioned a blind date.

Boy oh boy!

So what happened, you are now wondering, uh?

A co-worker of mine asked me for permission to give my phone number to a friend of her boyfriend's.

He called several times but since it's my mother's cell phone, no answer.

Until one Monday night, about two hours before I had to head to work, I had the phone with me and he called and I answered.

Needless to say, we talked for about an hour. I liked him. He liked me.

We made plans to talk again later that week.

So what did I know about this guy?

Well, my co-worker had mentioned that he was 33, worked with her boyfriend, was tall, had long hair and was studying for a chemistry degree.

I told my co-worker about the phone call. Yes, I liked him, something I had to constantly repeat.

So what happened next?

Instead of him calling me on Friday, as we had planned, my co-worker had me come over to her house to meet him.

HOLY COW AND IT'S LITTLE BABY COWS!

Did she say he was 33 or 53? Tall? Well, yeah, tall the way a hunchbacked grizzly bear is tall.

Needless to say, not attractive. I think he was missing some, if not most, of his front teeth. And his hands...gross!

I am a hand girl, which means that's one of the things I automatically notice on guys, and pudgy short fingered hands are so not my thing.

As those who know me well, I was quiet during most of the half hour I was there. It was obvious I didn't find him all that attractive...alright! Not at all attractive.

I dropped my co-worker off at work and told her no thanks. I'd rather stay single.

Obviously, this single girl has a problem.

Either she needs to find someone younger to set her up on blind dates (co-worker is forty something and no longer pays attention to men's looks...my reply to that was, yes I understand, but I do...I've never had a boyfriend!) or when it comes to the male population...

SLIM PICKIN'S!

First Update: Letting go of Dead Dreams

May 16, 2010
1:49 AM

I had the strangest, most normal dream. I woke up with the whole thing still in my head and I thought it over as I went to the bathroom.

Then I started to cry.

There's an ache in my heart as I realized that I've given up on my calling, on my ministry as a DCE.

I wasn't doing ministry in my dream, as it has happened in the past, but I was hanging out with a friend while he did his normal day to day stuff as a DCE.

During our conversations, he introduced me to one of his junior high church kids, who started talking to me about wanting to go to law school.

I was able to share my ideas concerning the process of waiting and following God, who has plans for each of our lives.

Then, once the kid headed off to class, my friend turned to me and said, "You miss being a DCE, don't you?"

I could actually see and feel myself well up with tears in my dream as I replied, "I do."

And then my friend said the weirdest thing, which comforted me yet made me realize that I've given up and am now ready to try moving on.

He said: "You looked good doing ministry."

Not "you look good" or "you will look good" but "you looked good."

Past tense.

I will be hitting the two year mark at the end of this month (5/28) since I finished my internship.

Two years since I've done full time DCE ministry.

Two years, five interviews later, waiting for my own church, my own group of teenagers and families to minister to.

Two years of waiting and aching for an opportunity to answer my call to the DCE ministry.

And now I've crying again at the fact that I've given up.

I won't have a church of my own.

God has other plans for me.

I don't know what they are and I'm not arrogant enough to assumer what I'm doing now or the steps I'm taking to fulfill my next goal are anything but my own plans.

All I can do is to be open and willing to follow God down whatever road He's chosen for me, whether it's the one I'm currently on or a completely different one that I've never even thought of.

Even in my dream, God comforted me, sending me a friend to help me understand.

Although I've given up on DCE ministry, I haven't let go.

I'm hanging on to a dead dream, having my own church, being a DCE, doing full time ministry.

It hurts, it literally aches, but it's time.

Time to let go and Let God.

Time to move on.

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda Raj.

I've, once again, been watching the Big Bang Theory. I'm on Season Two.

New updates:

I got a new bed in my room, full size. It, of course, detracts from my tiny little bedroom in the middle of the hallway. But the space is wonderful. I can roll around without falling off the bed.

Besides, the bed is so low (Japenese style) that if I do fall, it won't break anything, just hurt some.

Any other new updates...my nose won't stop bleeding. It's annoying that I have to go through the day sniffing so I won't bleed all over my shirt or whatever. Gross, I know, but worrisome. I must be perishing of something serious.

I've gotten my long awaited for book but I have to register for the test ASAP, plus I need to register my accompanying CD-ROM so I can diagnos weaknesses and strengths. It's scary to realize how much money needs to go into this next big step of mine so I pray God shows me the way. If He has other plans, He will let me know in time. I pray.

Any other updates? Not really.

Except for the blind date.

Take care y'all!!!