grocery girl

never again will i go to the grocery store on sunday night.
walmart in particular.
i've never seen a store more pillaged through.
they were completely out of three of my standard list items.
i mean, this is walmart we're talking about here.

if you think about it,
sunday night is not the ideal night to grocery shop...
i imagine some wild, savage scene
where bodies are flying left and right
and people are screaming
"I MUST GET FOOD FOR MY FAMILY!"
people racing carts through the aisles
to get the last bottle of sunny d,
or the last box of hamburger helper.

and of course with the threat of ice in the forecast
texans tend to freak out a little bit.
[similar to the y2k fiasco.]

this must have happened right before i walked in the store.
because my experience was bizarre, to say the least.
the checkout lady told me some people were fired that night.
after what i had seen, i would have been glad to go.

the combination of open road and great music

there's really something about the combination
of open roads and really great songs.
something that moves within us
when we hit that perfect moment in the song
and there's not a red light in sight.
this incredible combination is only obtainable
with the perfect variables.
it will only work on the highway
if there are very few cars alongside of you;
it won't work if the road has the slightest bump;
and it won't work if the song is anything
less than perfect.

it's like this freedom and complete peace that we feel
when we have this combination.
we're on top of the world,
absolutely nothing can stop us,
nothing matters.
it's an escape to some other place.
[if only our souls could experience this all the time.]

the best is summer nights with my sunroof open.
not too many things can top that.
there's just something about the open road and the perfect song...

changed girl

changes these days make a pure and noble girl sad.
[qualities obtained by the name my parents chose for me]
isn't it interesting how we truly take on the qualities
of what our names mean?
that's another paragraph for another day and time, however.

my heart still belongs to Him.
the King is still on His throne
[praise]
and my hope is that He will use me
for the benefit of His Kingdom.
and that His peace will overcome.
because i am certainly without it now.

train of thought

as i was getting ready just now,
i thought "someone in denmark got ready earlier"
and then i thought about people
in france getting ready for their day earlier.
and all the people here in america.

there are so many people in this world.
and i am only one of them.
just one.

i get too caught up in my own situation.
just need a little reminder every now and then
that the world does not revolve around me.

valentines girl

beautiful tulips
Originally uploaded by hopkinshopkins

i have a valentine this year!
he got me some flowers (tulips are my fav)
and he got me some chocolate strawberries
some of the largest i've ever seen
pretty sure they were on steroids at the farm.
i started off with 6 this morning.
i now have 1.5

VALENTINES!! WOO!

foolish girl

"and i hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool"

the great gatsby.

girl with a story

so i'm currently reading the kite runner
and it is incredible.
i've cried countless times,
and i'm only finished with half.
i've laughed too.
and i've found myself writing my
funny little notes in the margin.

i don't care what anyone says;
there is nothing like a good book.
nothing like a great novel.
not a self-help book,
or a recent study,
or a political agenda.

there's nothing like a great story.
those are what shape people.

stepping off my soap box now...