I've Changed my Opinion on Amazons

We went to the library to pick up the Chilton's manual for our car. I have this problem with overdue books sometimes. I had to pay 20.00 one time to get my card activated again. Rodney has discouraged my borrowing privileges. When we went to get Chilton's, I asked if I could get a couple of books. He of course denies ever discouraging me from getting library books, but I was happy anyway and grabbed a couple of books. I started reading the first book when we got home. Strangely enough, I'd picked a historical fiction called Last of the Amazons. These women were strong and courageous (if somewhat brutal and full of hate). They were feared by everyone, and only beaten when their queen defected to an opposing army because she fell in love with their king. They were known for being extremely beautiful (although for some reason they had really bad breath) and completely untamable. I don't mind so much being called an Amazon anymore (except for the bad breath part). Anyway, I guess I didn't lose my job at the paper. My editor told me that I needed to communicate better if I was overwhelmed and that she really liked my approach to stories and didn't want to lose me. That made me feel a lot better. Rodney has been extremely supportive of me as well. Thank you, sweetheart, I love you!

Monster gets Fired from Company For Which She is Not Employed

Well, I apparently make a bad reporter for the newspaper. Oh well, one more thing I can't do well. I was late on two stories and missed one all together. I got introduced as "Amazon Woman" to a new person at church by a friend...I was also advised to "go get my spear." I am Amazon Monster...hear me roar. Me Big Chief Tommyhawk. Some days I do not understand my purpose on this earth. I'm a big blob of clay that God has to hacky-sack around to get into shape. But I remember that I am dust.

After a Week of Silence Because of Our Special Guest

Well, I haven't blogged in a week, and I'm waiting for Rod to get home from setting up the church (sound familiar, mom?). Today was a pretty busy day. Rod took his mom back to the airport, and we were both very sad to see her go home. We were absolutely spoiled by her GOOOOOOOOD southern cookin'! This was the first time I got to spend quite a bit of time with her, since the first time I met her was last year in Texas with 20 other people. I only saw her for one day, then, and we didn't get to know each other very well. I was so happy to hear stories from Rod's childhood (he wasn't as ecstatic). You learn a lot about your spouse from their parents. What I learned from Rod's mom makes me love him even more deeply. Anyway, on a more trivial note, Rod got to perform at a small (very small) concert with Reverend Chedda Bob (RCB) at the opening of "My Father's House" a place for teens to hang out, etc. It was pretty fun despite technical difficulties and all. Well, Mom, it's been difficult to get a hold of you recently, and I miss you a lot, but I understand the stress you are under. I hope things get easier soon because I want my mommy back! Wah! I'm calling the WAAAAAAmbulance! Oh, and apparently my resume skills stink, and I shouldn't have ever helped Dad out. Well, we all know that everyone knows more than me. One more knock for humility. No offense to Larry; I'm sure he knows what he's talking about. I just get offended when I feel like someone smarter than me shows me up! On a positive note, without naming names, a person that we know finally realized that their parents were full of some unholy things. Praise the Lord!

Pasth the Rollths...

What's funny about the green jalapeno jelly is that the lady that made them thought I loved them a lot so she brought a whole plate of crackers with green jalapeno jelly and cream cheese and I said, "Uuuuuhhh, no thanks." Like Mom at the end of a meal when we are out to eat...the waiter asks, "Would you care for a napkin?" and Mom makes the noise that the one vendor made "WHOOOBOOOO" Okay so I don't know how to type the sound. Oh, I can finally say "CONGRATULATIONS RYAN AND BETHANY!" I kept their secret pretty well. I was the FIRST to know...because I'm that spAYSHAL. How does the cornbread taste, Dad? Rodney's mom is coming tonight. We are going to have a fun. Mom, can you email me your yeast roll recipe. I want to say "pasth the rollsth."