If you need something to laugh at...

Here are two things that you can imagine if you need something to put a smile on your face.

I decided yesterday that I wanted to buy some hotrollers and try rolling my hair. I'm not sure what I was thinking with this idea. After I tried them I decided that they were actually magic time machine rollers. My hair was giant. It was like I had gone back in time 15 years. Just think about that and try not to laugh.

Tonight Matthew was going to Target so he said he would take the rollers back for me. Ok...think of Matthew. Do you have a picture of him (and his hair style) in your mind? Good, now imagine him returning hot rollers to Target. Now try not to laugh. He said he told the girl working there that he really wanted to use them, but when he woke up this morning he was bald. She didn't think it was funny.

Something new...

I started something new this week. I began a Bible study, "A Heart Like His" by Beth Moore. In the past, I have never been very good at following through with things like this after I start them. I remember talking to my sister one time about doing one of Beth Moore's studies. I told her how I didn't think that I would keep up with the workbook. She assured me that once I started, I would not be able to stop. Well, after two days of the study I can tell Anita was right. So far I am loving the study because it gives me a plan and direction to study the Bible. In just today's study, I was reading from I Samuel, Deuteronomy, Jonah, and Ezekiel. It leads me to see things from God's word that I might not have learned.

Thanks Anita for the example you are to me. Thanks to my church for offering this study. Thanks to Beth Moore for following God's direction to write. Most importantly, thanks to God for giving us his word.

I hope all things don't come in threes...

Erin, you shared about locking yourself out, so I'm going to share my embarassing moments for the week. I was running yesterday evening. Everything was going pretty good. I was listening to the radio, running at a pretty good pace, it wasn't too hot out. I thought all was well until I suddenly found myself flying headfirst through the air. In an instant there was no more music from my radio and I was stretched out on the ground. My hands were spotted with blood. My shoulder hurt. My hip was bruised. I had tripped over an uneven seam in the sidewalk. Aren't I graceful? After checking to make sure no one was watching, I did the only thing I could. I found my radio batteries, dusted myself off, turned the radio on and finished my run. recently when I was watching the Astros I found myself wondering what it is like to go from all out running to slide into base. Maybe this is a a taste of that.

Well, you would think that this was enough for one week. Sadly its not. This morning at work I'm walking to the front of the office carrying some papers and a dish. I turn the corner and before I know it I'm on the floor again. My papers are strewn everywhere. My dish has rolled into Donnette's office. And I'm looking around to see if I have any wittnesses. For a brief moment I think I've gotten away with it. But suddenly there are 10 people standing over me asking if I've been drinking this morning. I have no idea what happened. Yesterday I was mad at myself, today I was just embarrassed.

Maybe I should just stay in bed tomorrow!

Back to the real world...

This weekend I was lucky enought to be a part of one of the wedding of one of my oldest friend's wedding. My friend Stephanie got married yesterday morning. She did something a little different and asked several of us to be "Bride's Babes". It was kind of a mixture between being a bride's maid and in the house party. We had the honor of being an attendant, but didn't have to stand up front. We got to wear whatever we wanted. We didn't have any of the responsibilities of being in the house party.
To start off the weekend, Steph had us all stay at hotel icon in downtown Houston for a night of fun. We met for drinks, went to a really nice dinner, came back to the hotel for dessert, and then went up to our rooms for the night. Once we were in our room, it was a grown up version of the slumber parties we had had so many years before. Monopoly was replaced with Turbo Cranium. Our snack was upgraded to chocolate covered strawberries from Godiva. The girl talk advances to PCOS, HSG, and other fertility subjects. In the morning we woke up to enjoy mimosas. Other than Steph, I didn't know any of the other girls very well. After the night was over, I felt I had a whole new group of friends.
After the rehearsal dinner on Saturday night, we went back to the hotel for one more night before the big day. This time, Steph (but probably really Elmer...thanks!) had moved us up the the Oriental Suite on the penthouse floor. This was by far the nicest hotel room that I have ever been in in my entire life. It was beautiful! I felt a little like Vivian in Pretty Woman, except that I wasn't there as a prostitute of course. I lived in a one bedroom apartment in college that could have fit in just the bedroom and bathroom. I tried to paste a picture of the hotel in from their website, but its isn't working for me. So, visit hotelicon.com if you want to check it out. It was great. I would definitely reccomend it if you have some extra money to spend and want a really luxurious night out. But I offer two warnings. First, don't plan on having more than two roll-away beds in one room. Aparently there is a Texas law against this. Second, if to go to Bank, the hotel's restaurant for dessert, don't plan on sharing or over indulging. My serving of chocolate cake, was smaller than a cupcake.
Now, its really back to the real world. After a lazy morning to recover and catch up on Felicity and Sex and the City (i just realized what contrasting views of NYC those are) my laundry is calling. The bathroom that needs cleaning is calling. A trip to Wal-Mart is looming. If only I could call housekeeping for this.