On my mirror and in my heart.

Don't worry about the wicked
or envy those who do wrong.
For like grass, they soon fade away.
Like spring flowers, they soon wither.

Trust in the Lord and do good.
Then you will live safely in the land and prosper.
Take delight in the Lord,
and He will give you your heart's desires.

Commit everything you do to the Lord.
Trust Him and He will help you.
He will make your innocence radiate like the dawn,
and the justice of your cause will shine like the noonday sun.

Be still in the presence of the Lord,
and wait patiently for Him to act.
Don't worry about evil people who prosper
or fret about their wicked schemes.

Stop being angry!
Turn from your rage!
Do not lose your temper-
it only leads to harm.
For the wicked will be destroyed,
but those who trust in the Lord will possess the land.

The Lord directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives.
Though they stumble, they will never fall,
for the Lord holds them by the hand.

Turn from evil and do good,
and you will live in the land forever.
For the Lord loves justice,
and he will never abandon the godly.


Psalm 37

good intentions

You know what the worst thing is? When things done with really good intentions end up causing so many problems. This has happened to me and by me a few too many times this week. Including tonight (well this morning) when I came home at 1:15 AM and still needed to pack for staff retreat...a problem in itself. Well, when I came home and went upstairs, I saw that my mom had cleaned my room...well, straightened it up...meaning she put all the clothes on my floor in piles in hidden corners, because someone was coming to look at the house. So you see the dilemma. It was a very nice gesture, with wonderful intentions, and I appreciate it a whole bunch...but it is now 2:30 AM and what would have taken me 10 minutes to pack, has now taken an hour because I had to search for all of my clothes. What a bust. Oh well I can go to sleep now, and feel assured that I will get plenty of sleep in the next couple days. And let me just say, it is SO incredibly needed. In the past 90 hours, I've only spent 12 of them sleeping. That's about an average of 3.5 hours of sleep a day. Oh comfy bed at Esmeralda, I look forward to you.

Congratulations.

Tonight I attended the Angel game where rookie, Terry Evans, at his very first ever at bat for the major leagues, hit a home run and brought another run in!

Way to go Terry...at least someone had a good night.

things you will see on a typical day in LA

1. A british pub on the beach.
2. A cowboy
3. A woman in disguise.
4. A woman sunbathing topless
5. An albino lady with pink hair.
6. A tiny asian man balancing plates on his foot
7. Joey Lawrence
8. Christian men with crazy beards.
9. 4 different people who play the drums mediocrely and think if they play in the middle of the street, people will pay them.
10. Teenage boys in hot pink hotpants.

Did I leave anything out?

things you wish you could see...

This blog should really be called THING you wish you could see...because I am only going to share with you one.

You wish you could see my celebration moment after I earn 4 stars on a Guitar Hero song. Mind you...I am by myself...and it always includes a combination of a "YEEESSSSS!!!!" in a deep chest voice, an arm pump repeated at a minimum of 4 times, some variation of a lunge, and usually a couple of dance moves.

This is something you wish you could witness...I however, am very glad you aren't here to witness because I'm very certain that it would result in my complete and utter humiliation.

What do you do that you are very glad people aren't around to witness?

Homeschooling...

I'm not knocking homeschooling...although I know I won't homeschool my kids.

But some kids need some other people in their life besides their parents...like this kid. Wow! How awkward!

Do people really give a rip?

Do people really give a rip if Paris Hilton is in jail, or at her home, or partying with Lindsay Lohan?

I sure don't.

I find it hard to believe that with everything that happens in the world it is necessary to hold a press conference about Paris Hilton going back to jail.

C'mon now. There's got to be something more interesting to talk about.

Like the fact that Costco came through for me, and I'm in love with him.

How amazing is Costco?

I guess we will see tomorrow.

I basically just ordered 1700 wallet sized prints of this picture:



The costco website says they'll be ready at 11:00 AM tomorrow. Hmmm...we'll see.

If they are ready then, I will marry costco.

Prom

(Almost) all of my girls went to prom last night and I got to be a part of it. I took their pictures at RSM lake...and apparently everyone else had this idea too. Very crowded. All of the girls also spent the night at my house and then the boys came over in the morning and Jared and I cooked breakfast. It was a great time, and I'm so glad I got to be a part of their prom night. Here are some of my favorite pictures. You can go here if you'd like to see all of the pictures.

A lesson I learned today about manners.

So for those of you who don't know...I'm going to Rwanda in July...so I've had to get all my shots and things like that. I got them all last friday and all was well, except I wasn't sure if I had my tetnus shot when I went to Kenya, so I just got it again. Then, when my arm was in so much pain for the next couple days, I realized how familiar the pain was...yeah...getting a tenus shot when you don't need it really sucks.

Anyway, that has nothing to do with manners...I digress.

I have to get a precription for malaria pills and I called my doctor to see if he could just call in a prescription for malarone. I mean, why would he need to see me. All I'm going to do is say, "I'm going to Africa, can I please have some Malarone?" An office visit seemed completely obsolete. So I called...and I told the receptionist my situation and she said, "You're going to have to come in for that."
So I said, "Why?"

Apparently, asking why is very offensive...and asking someone to explain themselves must be very rude. I could tell she thought so by the silence on the other end. So I rephrased the question to sound slightly less rude.

"Can I ask you why?"

Then she answered. "Yeah, if you hold, I'll ask the doctor."

So she put me on hold...for the entire time it takes to drive from Mission Viejo to San Juan Capistrano. Booo. Just to get back on the phone and tell me that I have to come in because the doctor needs to evaluate me to get a prescription for that. Thank you Captain Vague...and I also think that is a little bit of bologna.

All this to say...the one good thing I learned from this situation is that after talking to my insurance company...that doctor isn't even covered in my plan anymore. So I guess I'll never have to deal with that receptionist again. And when I made an appointment with another doctor, I asked them hypothetically if I was a returning patient if they would be able to call in the prescription, and she said, "Yes!"

So shove it Dr. Knox. You're a liar. I'm sure Dr. Zimmerman will be better than you anyway.

In conclusion, to you, the reader of this blog/novel. Is it really rude to ask "WHY?"

Are these the end times?

Josh Griffin hasn't posted in 32 hours!!!

OPB

Because, I didn't have anything interesting happen in my life today, except for switching desks, working 10 hours, and waiting too long in an El Pollo Loco drive thru...I thought I would share with you the funniest thing I read on blogs today. Honestly, when Jared and I read this tonight we laughed so hard that Jared claimed that he actually peed a little. So please...enjoy the humor stylings of Chase Ishii .