I did it!!!

It's a small victory, but sometimes life consists of small victories rather than the one-per-millenia (did I spell that right?) big ones.

I have been attempting, for the last several months, to cook an egg.

Yes, it's true. Cook an egg. And I have succeeded every time (I hope you weren't holding your breath to read that I DIDN'T successful cook an egg). However, not until tonight did I finally reign victorious over the grand endeavor to fry my egg WITHOUT frying or breaking my yolk in the meantime. But tonight was a new night. And I didn't even know it. Yet here I am, sitting at my table, listening to Keith Urban on the 2nd CD my roomie made for Powwow for Christmas, and my yolk is runny WHEN I WANT IT TO BE--in my sandwich. It's delicious. I'm proud. And hungry, so I'm going to stop writing about it, and finish eating it.

Just wanted to share.

Told you: small victories.

Also: Yes, I did repeatedly listen to Usher's "Yeah"--and I did dance in my kitchen.

I'm addicted...

Yes, I have to admit something.

I'm addicted.

To what? you might ask?

Well...have you ever been to Wal-mart, and when you walked in you saw the aisles of holiday cookies somewhere near the front, usually along a wall? If you pay attention, you will find white holiday sugar cookies, decorated with frosting of some color that best matches the nearest holiday. Last month, the cookies were decorated white and pink with sprinkles (for Valentine's Day). This month, they're decorated white and green with sprinkles (for St. Patty's day). They cost $2.50 for a box of 12. FYI.

And these cookies are delicious. *sigh* You have discovered my weakness. One of many.

But my weaknesses usually involve one of several possibilities:

1. Food
2. Nature
3. Romance
4. Literature

By "weakness," I mean: that which makes me weak in resistance. Good food: I'm there. Beautiful scenery: Don't make me leave! Sweet romance: I should probably run away (for now). ;) Brilliant writing: I'm up all night.

So there you have it. Four little insights into me.

I bought myself something

You know what is the one object that ALWAYS lifts my spirits?

A flower.

So I bought a single rose with 2 white foreign mumms in a contemporary vase 2 days ago. They brighten up my room and my heart! I never thought I'd really be so girly. :) I want flowers, a garden of my own someday, like the one my great-grandma had. Something rich and lush that you can get lost in, even if it's just your backyard.

Praise God, work was better today. We can live!

Here is the question I've been asking myself (among many): Can one event shatter my faith?

If my answer is yes, then my reply is: what faith?

But my answer is no. My rock is the Rock of Ages! Wouldn't it be awesome to have been Simon, the one who was a disciple of Jesus? Because one day Jesus turned to Simon and called him petros--rock. How weird that would have seemed, "hey buddy, I'm gonna call you rock from now on." But Petros became the rock from which Christ built the early church! Someday in heaven, when we're given new names, I wonder what they'll be...

I need some beauty

This is the most beautiful picture, isn't it? I posted it because right now, I hate it here. I really do. It hurts me to say that. It makes me think one of two things. One: that I disobeyed the Lord in coming here. Or. Two: that I am being disobedient now while I am here.

I just read a few posts from last February, and let me tell you, I am so glad that I DON'T know the future. If I had known the pain I would go through this year, I would not want to do it. If I had known in taking this job the anger, pain, and loneliness, I would not have taken it. I have never felt more angry, more frustrated, more useless in my entire life.

This is how I feel right now: "O people of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you. Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, 'This is the way; walk in it'" (Isaiah 30.19-21).

Oh just reading the Word speaks life! I really miss nature, so I am posting some beautiful pictures that my mom sent to me.