Well, it happened just this way.
So, it ain't about me.
I made the unfortunate mistake the other day of telling someone I got this idea. I didn't "got" this idea; the idea I had was for our Bible study class and it was given to me by the Almighty. I didn't "got" that idea any more than I came up with the message I'm sharing in church by myself. That was also not my idea.
God gives us ideas. He gives us talents. He gives us experiences to grow and to become wise. All too often, we forget to give credit where credit is due.
It's so not about me.
Here's my day, though....when I woke up there was a commercial on for the Simply Straight hair straightener. Yes, there's a story there. Yes, it involves someone with long eyelashes.
I have been working on my "to done" list all week. It's all done. I even got rid of the Christmas tree today. I usually just set it aside until the weather is nice and I can take it to the green waste facility. Anyway, part of my "to done" list involved getting the Malibu washed.
Driving down 36th Street and annoy the guy behind me for a second because I slowed down for the car in front of me then got distracted for a minute and didn't see the car in front of me speed up. Was looking at a shiny thing or something. He decided that when I went to get into the turn lane, he was gonna pass me and get in front of me by using the turn lane. I called him a Dumbass.
Loudly.
He thought he'd be cute and make some rude gestures with his hands. Not the finger though...not sure what the hell he was doing, but after my week, I'm ready to RRRRRUUUUUMMMMMBBBBBLLLLLEEEEEEE. I was so mad I was gonna pull that kid out from behind the steering wheel and do something I haven't done in years.
Then I remembered that I'm a Christian and I'm not supposed to call the guy a dumbass or want to beat him into a bloody pulp. So when we turned and he thought he'd be cute and say "goodbye princess" I just told him in a very stern voice.."son, you don't no part of me today", and pulled into the car wash. I calmed down and the kid got wise and went about his day. Nobody got hurt and I had to ask for some forgiveness for not loving my neighbor.
You really can carry on a conversation with someone in the other car in the other lane at 35mph. I did that today. Not a proud moment for me. Anyway,
The place I took it to used to do a good job.
Used to.
Now, not so much, and I had to come home and clean off the dash and center console. As I was cleaning it, I noticed a business card jammed into the seat where the seat belt comes out of it. I fished it out and flipped it over:
Sugar and Spice Cakery.
Great. After Wednesday, why not? The card didn't fall there. It couldn't have. it was stuck there, maybe by the guy who vacuumed out the car. How it got there, I don't know. I do know is that it was put there. When or by whom I don't know. I just know I don't recall seeing it before today.
Anyway, go to work. No work. Nice day. I leave. Come home and the washing machine did something funny and there's the old lady trying her best to mop it up. Good thing I came home.
Decide to get a screw for the coat hanger in the Malibu that fell off. Go to the auto parts store, and parked on a side street I take to get there is a car with Indiana plates.
Of course there is.
Get screws. They don't fit. Go to Lowes. Taking to God about all of this and my who, while driving on the street that goes behind the mall instead of dealing with the mess on Riverdale. There's a car with Oregon plates on this not well traveled thoroughfare.
Of course there is.
So then, I'm talking with God and announce with authority that the whole Indiana thing is "not my circus, not my monkey".
Find the screws I need and go to get in line. There are two cashiers. One is having a conversation with the person in front of me so I jump lines real quick. The lady in front of me has just paid for her purchase with her Lowe's card. She swipes it, works fine. Now she wants to pay off her Lowe's card. I get that. You use the card to get the discount, then you pay the card off. Miss June does this with her Kohl's card all the time. But the card she just swiped won't swipe and the clerk can't get it to swipe either. So she has to type it in manually.
Dale embraces the delay. I've learned to do that because there usually is a reason for it.
There was.
Walk out of the Lowes. A SUV drives by the front of the store. It's license plate, which for some reason I just happen to notice.....
MONKEY
I made the unfortunate mistake the other day of telling someone I got this idea. I didn't "got" this idea; the idea I had was for our Bible study class and it was given to me by the Almighty. I didn't "got" that idea any more than I came up with the message I'm sharing in church by myself. That was also not my idea.
God gives us ideas. He gives us talents. He gives us experiences to grow and to become wise. All too often, we forget to give credit where credit is due.
It's so not about me.
Here's my day, though....when I woke up there was a commercial on for the Simply Straight hair straightener. Yes, there's a story there. Yes, it involves someone with long eyelashes.
I have been working on my "to done" list all week. It's all done. I even got rid of the Christmas tree today. I usually just set it aside until the weather is nice and I can take it to the green waste facility. Anyway, part of my "to done" list involved getting the Malibu washed.
Driving down 36th Street and annoy the guy behind me for a second because I slowed down for the car in front of me then got distracted for a minute and didn't see the car in front of me speed up. Was looking at a shiny thing or something. He decided that when I went to get into the turn lane, he was gonna pass me and get in front of me by using the turn lane. I called him a Dumbass.
Loudly.
He thought he'd be cute and make some rude gestures with his hands. Not the finger though...not sure what the hell he was doing, but after my week, I'm ready to RRRRRUUUUUMMMMMBBBBBLLLLLEEEEEEE. I was so mad I was gonna pull that kid out from behind the steering wheel and do something I haven't done in years.
Then I remembered that I'm a Christian and I'm not supposed to call the guy a dumbass or want to beat him into a bloody pulp. So when we turned and he thought he'd be cute and say "goodbye princess" I just told him in a very stern voice.."son, you don't no part of me today", and pulled into the car wash. I calmed down and the kid got wise and went about his day. Nobody got hurt and I had to ask for some forgiveness for not loving my neighbor.
You really can carry on a conversation with someone in the other car in the other lane at 35mph. I did that today. Not a proud moment for me. Anyway,
The place I took it to used to do a good job.
Used to.
Now, not so much, and I had to come home and clean off the dash and center console. As I was cleaning it, I noticed a business card jammed into the seat where the seat belt comes out of it. I fished it out and flipped it over:
Sugar and Spice Cakery.
Great. After Wednesday, why not? The card didn't fall there. It couldn't have. it was stuck there, maybe by the guy who vacuumed out the car. How it got there, I don't know. I do know is that it was put there. When or by whom I don't know. I just know I don't recall seeing it before today.
Anyway, go to work. No work. Nice day. I leave. Come home and the washing machine did something funny and there's the old lady trying her best to mop it up. Good thing I came home.
Decide to get a screw for the coat hanger in the Malibu that fell off. Go to the auto parts store, and parked on a side street I take to get there is a car with Indiana plates.
Of course there is.
Get screws. They don't fit. Go to Lowes. Taking to God about all of this and my who, while driving on the street that goes behind the mall instead of dealing with the mess on Riverdale. There's a car with Oregon plates on this not well traveled thoroughfare.
Of course there is.
So then, I'm talking with God and announce with authority that the whole Indiana thing is "not my circus, not my monkey".
Find the screws I need and go to get in line. There are two cashiers. One is having a conversation with the person in front of me so I jump lines real quick. The lady in front of me has just paid for her purchase with her Lowe's card. She swipes it, works fine. Now she wants to pay off her Lowe's card. I get that. You use the card to get the discount, then you pay the card off. Miss June does this with her Kohl's card all the time. But the card she just swiped won't swipe and the clerk can't get it to swipe either. So she has to type it in manually.
Dale embraces the delay. I've learned to do that because there usually is a reason for it.
There was.
Walk out of the Lowes. A SUV drives by the front of the store. It's license plate, which for some reason I just happen to notice.....
MONKEY
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