Cut fingers and a wedding shower experience, travel day dream and Back to work

Last week, I went to my friend's wedding shower, or should I say worked at. Before you get all huffy about that I was put to slavery, I wasn't. I volunteered to set up and clean up the event, which I actuallty enjoyed. I am someone who isn't a huge fan of the crazy and fluff at a shower and a bunch of ladies crooning and such over gifts and yada yada. I think the event is nice for that person, but if it were me, I wouldn't do it. I guess I say that now and it will change, who knows. She had tray tiers full of catered food and I bought some extra just in case, made an appetizer to go with it. We had dessert too, which I thankfully took very little of! My friend felt loved and enjoyed having her mom and sister as part of the party and to me that makes the best part for me to help clean so they could do just that. The drive was a tad far, 3 1/2 hours down to Clovis, but it was worth it. I think I really just wanted to make sure she was having a good time, and that she would remember the moment. I was cutting up a lot of food, and twine for silverware and I manged to cut my fingers, one on each hand. Yes, I know, super careless, and haste makes waste, whatever, but I will gladly say that is why we have bandaids and Neosporin.
     She gave us bags shaped like brides dresses with little candies inside, which was cute. Her mom and I chatted a little and with their little dogs running around, and all the joy, it felt that the event really went well. I am really excited for her. She gets married in two weeks and I pray the Lord has something store for her and her husband. If you had asked me a couple years ago, I would have been green with envy. I wanted to get married so much, and it had to be right then. I guess I thought every women did because it meant we got attention. It doesn't seem so, when you realize there is so much more to that piece of paper, that changes a name. Sure it is one day, but that other person is a best friend, I would hope for life. "Someone, (as the actor Brad Garrett says) that takes you to the hospital, who is not only your ride, but your comfort when you are in heavy pain. I would say we try to make so much more of something that can be just that. What we make of marriage and do for it, is the result of how ours (if we have one say now or in future) of how it will turn out.

  I dream at work, I dream at home, I dream while out. I see reminders of places I want to go, or rent a library book that shows me all of the places I would like to visit and see. It does depress me sometimes that others have been all over the place and I haven't really gone past west and east coast. I think though we take for granted, what we get to do and see as well. I forget I get to travel up and down California, go up North, and make plans to do other things and even go to Maui, which was years back, but still a memory. I am praying it will happen in due time to go to these spots and cherish the experience with photos or simply setting foot on the ground, meeting other people and trying new things.

Ah, well back to work indeed. A whole new year, lots of chaos, crazy, fun adventures, people will whine they are back, but eventually they will see it's okay, and things will gradually well hopefully lol, return to routine. Here's to 2015 and a fresh new slate as God gives us daily. Moxie has a to do list to get done! TTFN

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