So my mom bought me this bag of Dove Silky Smooth Dark Chocolate (which translates into Amazingly Delicious) for those special times, when someone like me needs chocolate. Right now was one of those times so naturally I had some. Now, this bag's wrappers happen to contain inspirational messages which I always read and rarely like. A few moments ago, I found the most irritating one yet. Would you like to know what it said? (You swiftly reply with an enthusiastic "Yes!")
It said,
"Always follow you heart, it is never wrong."
Is that bogus or what?? Who even sent that in? The Fairy Swan Princess or something? Maybe she doesn't know, but people don't actually break out into random song and dance while you're walking down the street. Scenes like that only happen in movies. Beliefs like the one quoted above are also only supported in movies. I can only imagine what type of life this person lives. All I have left to say is, "The heart is more treacherous than anything else and is desperate. Who can know it?" -Jeremiah 17:9
That's all I got for today. Sorry my writing seems to be waning. I'm sure my wit will return in no time.
I didn't do much today. Then I was in a bad mood, partly because I realized that I did less than I'd thought I had. I'd intended on taking pictures because the flowers and blossoming trees are just so beautiful, but almost didn't due to my foul mood. But I fought it! And went for a stroll with Blue around the yard. I don't know what I'm doing when I take these pictures and I don't expect you to comment on them, but I haven't written in awhile and I'm not in the mood to be funny so I'm putting them on here. Well, here they are.
Today I stopped at a green light. Then I got a haircut. After arriving an hour early. Later I made a wrong turn. Even though I knew where I was. And was using a GPS.
Moral of Today: I'm just as challenged today as I was yesterday. And everyday before then.
Hello. Right now, I would like to make a shout-out; a shout-out to Benjamin Franklin, John Hadley, and all the rest of those geniuses who came up with that precious thing we call air conditioning. Thank you sirs. You've done us good.
Next, I would also like to make a complaint against first of all Adam, who doomed us to imperfection, and then all the others who have (involuntarily) remained imperfect. Ok, that's not fair, but this isn't either! I'm sorry. Let me explain.
The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and not a brown blade of grass sullied my sight. That last part was a lie. Anyway, it was really hot. And I mean really hot. To my dismay, I didn't check the weather that morning (or ever) and left my house wearing a sweater and a thick skirt. Soon, it was 82 degrees out and I was melting. Melting fast. Every window that will go down (which makes 3) was down and still no relief. Suddenly, the words spoken by Dear Ben (after performing an experiment with the principle of evaporation) rang like a church bell on Sunday morning within my mind: "From this experiment, one may see the possibility of freezing a man to death on a warm summer's day".
Yes, those words reverberated in my mind verbatim so don't question it.
ON WE GO...
And that's when I knew that there was some good left in the world. I looked that sun (almost) straight in it's radioactive core and said: Not today, Sun. Not today. And while maintaining eye-core contact, I turned that temperature dial on the dash to the blue section representing cold and I turned that other dial for intensity to high, nearly blowing that gaseous ball straight out of the solar system. I threw my head back and laughed a menacing life when all of a sudden...
What on earth?! The air coming out of here is warm? THE AIR COMING OUT OF THE VENT IS WARM!!!
Suddenly, it was if the suns rays reached into my car and wrapped themselves around me like bacon around a scallop, singeing me to the bone. Just as quickly as they arrived, they disappeared leaving me hot, agitated, and defeated.
But only for now.
Yes, you may have won the battle, Sun, but you haven't won the war.
So that's the story. And if you are wondering what the link is between lack of AC and Adam and imperfection, here it is: If Adam hadn't sinned, we wouldn't be imperfect, and cars wouldn't break down and I would have AC in my car. I'm sorry to all of you who I've laughed at for not having AC. I wouldn't have laughed if I knew I didn't have it either.
Well. This should be a great summer full of attractively wind blown hair and 3rd degree burns. Can't wait! :D
