Which is like a baby cat but cuter!! CAUSE ITS SO TINY!!!
I have heard that kittens get bigger.. but that is just a myth right?
Also, I am allergic to cats. I am really not sure how it is going to work out. But I am hoping that I have finally grown out of my allergy since the last time I held a cat... a week ago.
See we have this theory that if we bathe the cat, and train it to like water... I won't be allergic... or AS allergic...
I will learn how to cope on benadryl and people will write down the conversations that we have because it would make for some great material for a sit com... along with everything else that happens in my life.
I have been serenaded in McDonalds by a group of popular (you could tell... it OOZED off them like cheap Hollister cologne) guys in highschool... I was definitely a junior in college at that point.
I also got hit on by a twelve year old when I was twenty because he thought I was in 9th grade AT MOST!!!
What can I say? I look young. I am gonna LOVE that when I am older.
Did you know one can sleep text?
Yes. It is possible. I myself did not know it was possible until VERY recently.
See. I keep messaging the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of late late late at night whilst I am unconscious. Poor guy. However, he has figured out I am usually nightmaring or dreaming REALLY intensely when this odd occurance happens.
I also visited his grandparents on Sunday and can I just say that I LOVE them. Like ALOT. They are smarter and more knowledgable than they will let on. That much I am sure of. And they are clever.
Okay. I just reread that paragraph and I must say that it sounds SO WEIRD!!! But let me elaborate. I love talking to older folk. They have great stories, and I love hearing about their day to day business or the fact that Papa (I am just gonna call him that cause it's weird calling him by his proper name and I don't want to use his last name....) was looking at buying an old old car. But that he can't because he can't find one that fits. And I love hearing about the stories of when they were young because they can be relatable. And they will ask questions that are really not prying but that will give them the information they are looking for (all old folk do this...). And his grandparents are just super super cool. And really nice.
I think that sounds better...
Strange things happen in my life. I don't understand how. I have been told my life is rarely boring. Even by an 81 year old former head of the psychology department at the university I attend now.
He is retired and has claimed me as a psuedo granddaughter. Mostly because he is trying to figure me out. Which he hasn't yet. However!
I am the VERY FIRST person he has EVER met that solely loves Thursdays. I just love them. I mean! What an accomplishment! He has been alive for 81 years and has met THOUSANDS of people, and i am the VERY FIRST person!!!
HOW COOL IS THAT YO!!!!
AND I GOT A BROWN LEATHER JACKET!!! ITS SO EXCITING!!!! AND IT MATCHES MY FIRST DATE OUTFIT SO NOW I CAN WEAR MY FIRST DATE OUTFIT IN THE FALL TOO!!!! (Yes, I do have an outfit I wear on first dates, and if the person wants to see another outfit.. then they can take me on a second date)
On a more serious note:
I was asked yesterday if I ever don't pray for something because I am scared of the answer. And you know... I have to be honest... I do this. Why? Cause I am a selfish human being who wants things MY way.
But I learned a few years ago, it just doesn't work out that way. You can fight God and do what you want, but it is NOT going to turn out well. Something is going to happen. You are going to find out why God gave the answer you didn't want to hear. And it IS going to hurt.
Or, maybe God will say yes. And surprise you.
But if we as humans keep trying to eat our cake and have it too, and have everything we want.. it's not going to work out. It just isn't. Something is bound to happen. Perhaps we cannot find that peace that we thought we should have, or used to have. Perhaps our minds spiral trying to come up with a plan that is better thans God's. (SPOILER ALERT: It doesn't work that way)
Even if we run. God is still with us... (remember? I wrote about that here) I mean he might let us do our thing for a while, watching us, guarding us, maybe shaking his head like parents do when they are right and we are wrong but they still love us anyways and are just waiting for us to come back.
And to be honest... I tried it again earlier this summer. Things happened, and I didn't want to pray about it. I was angry. Oh man I was angry. But you know what? The moment I started praying, my anger would subside... and then it turned into a forgiving process. It was actually really crazy to realize. And Now... Now I talk to God about it a lot.
Because he listens. Because he understands that I need to chat. Because he won't get angry at me for still trying to process things. And he knows the WHOLE situation. Not just my side.
So while everyone else is putting in their two cents about what I should and should not do... God is sitting there giving me advice. OR just listening. Or putting peace in my mind and heart and blessing me through the day with things he knows I love. A beautiful sunset, a butterfly, getting to see my psuedo grandpa, going on a walk because it's perfect out. I mean he loves us.
God is not out to get us.
He isn't out to make our lives miserable.
He isn't even out there to smite us.
I have said it before and I will say it again. He is our heavenly father. He loves us. He hurts when we hurt. He smiles when we smile. He blesses us IMMENSELY every single day of the year.
If we don't have peace about something... we gotta turn to God and ask him "Why?" Ask him to show you why you don't feel peace... and you know what? He will. He will reveal to you why you don't feel peace.
Ask you SHALL receive. That is a promise for us in the Bible.
And remember: We are all idiots.. it happens... but we are God's idiots and he loves us dearly.