homestyle

For those of us that hate Arby's curly fries and had come to rely on the Homestyle fries as an alternative, beware, the homestyle is not a style any longer.

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http://www.myarbys.com/ge/Guest1/welcome.aspx

lepor

I think I am a lepor.

The doctors say that it is just a alergic reaction. Reaction from what? Several thougths include, my new retainer or treated lumber but, I am convenced that I am a lepor.

As mentioned in the Bible, Leporosy is a Greek word that was used for various diseases affecting the skin. I wish the cure was as easy as putting my hand in my cloak as Moses did. But the thought of more clothing is not a good thought at all.

So, I will take all of my shots and medications. My skin will itch and I will try to use my self control. I will try hard to learn my lesson about vanity and I will be thankfull when my skin is once again white as snow.

I think enough ice has melted from my drink that I can take my afternoon pill.

lies=truth

I got called out at work for having a bad attitude.

I think I was projecting a little more that I should have. I know I can be a tiny bit dramatic. While I am bored, uninspired and goal-less, I really am trying to have a good attitude. [Insert smile and tilted head here.]

In trying to come up with an effective way to be positive, (I usually make up some sort of game) I remembered the oldest trick in the book. Believing the lies you tell yourself. I have spent years trying to overcome the lies I have told my self over and over. But maybe I can put another spin on this mind game.

When confronted with "So elly, how are you liking you job?" I can say, "I absolutely love it." [Photoshop in a sparkle on my teeth and a small "ding" sound]

Every morning I can wake and think: "I love my job and it loves me." [Picture word bubble above head and birds chirping outside my window]

When in the midst of turmoil in the workplace I can raise my head high and think..."I have the best job in America!" [Cue patriotic theme music]

So, that's the solution for now. Maybe my lies will evolve into truth. I'm pretty sure it has happened in history before. Something like... communism keeps coming to mind.

drama and trama

My Aunt Nancy, fell down a flight of stairs on Friday night. She has a broken shoulder, neck, and ribs. Hopefully she will have one of two surgeries tomorrow. It will be a very long recovery time and we are so thankful that she will be able to be fully functional in the future. Please say a little prayer for my Aunt's healing and please pray for my family that our strength will be renewed and we will become more united through this difficult time.
thanks
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just beyond the city lights

I love road trips. I love the open road. I love singing at the top of my lungs with all of the air vents pointed at me, on full blast, so that my hair blows in a thousand directions and I am the star of my own music video. I love to watch the landscape of America evolve outside my window and try to distinguish the different crops as I pass through endless fields. I love stopping at gas stations, restaurants, and coffee houses to make conversation with the locals. I love to drive.

I drove to Muskogee, Oklahoma for Memorial Day weekend. I know what you're about to say. "Why would you want to drive to Muskogee, Oklahoma?" Then I say, "Oh, my best friend and roommate from college lives there." And then you say, "Wow she must be very lucky to have a friend like you. I would never drive to Muskogee Oklahoma for the weekend."

This exact conversation happened many times this past Memorial Day weekend. One time was much more interesting than the others. And it happened on the way heading west on I40.

After I had made my stop at the Community Bakery for dinner in Little Rock, I got back on the road and headed west. I was almost to the Arkansas line when I started to feel a little sleepy and shaky so I thought I should take a break. My friend Dan had always told me to take frequent breaks from driving so that I wouldn't have a heart attack. I can't really remember the medical evidence he backed his claim with but I thought a stop couldn't hurt.

I stopped at the next town I came to. I knew I was getting close to the end of civilization for a while and I had seen a sign for a Starbucks a few miles back. I found the Starbucks and placed my order. "One, Tall, Pomegranate Frapichino Tea". I knew from trying to order this drink in Nashville that it was being fazed out by Starbucks so; I took my chance and ordered the icy tea. Yes! The small town still had the tea mixture. I explained to the cashier that I was so excited that the tea was still available and she looked at me like I was and idiot. Evidently she hadn't gotten the memo from corporate.

I paid, and she asked me if I was from around here. I said no and then we exchanged the conversation previously described.

"Well, honey, you're almost to Muskogee, I mean, it is practically just beyond the city lights."

Just beyond the city lights? I asked myself. Had this woman ever seen city lights? Maybe I had misunderstood. Had she meant "just beyond the stop light?" The one stoplight of the town? I mean, I know that the town had a Starbucks and maybe to the locals that was the equivalent to a skyscraper, but city lights was taking it a little too far.

I continued down the road and successfully made it to my destination. I surprised Anna around midnight and we talked non-stop the whole weekend as planned.

Muskogee is a town with a handful of restraunts and shops sprinkled among rusty metal signs and concrete buildings. When people say, "Wow she must be very lucky to have a friend like you. I would never drive to Muskogee Oklahoma just for the weekend." I think yeah, we are lucky to have our friendship and we are blessed to be the kind of souls that enjoy the drive.

flip flop

What I really meant to say in the last line of that blog was:
Maybe someday the life I am living will catch up with the life in my head.
ha. ha... and I thought I was so clever!

It's been too long

So, I have had some "I forgot my username" problems lately and have not been able to use one of my favorite creative outlets.

I have written so many blogs in my head but have not been able to put my thoughts to the blog.

First, I must update you on one major detail of my life. The teeth are braceless. As one of my dear friends put it, "Your hottness is now complete". And while I don't believe this is entirely true, I believed it that entire day. So here is a picture:



There is so much to say, I have to tell you about the nuns at Starbucks and Muskogee: the town that is "just beyond the city lignts" Oh yes and there is the story about the guy that hit on me in the bakery. I might include a review of the best book I've "read" via book on CD. Maybe one day the life in my head will catch up with the life I'm living. Now that's a good line. Stephanie, that could go in your book. Or maybe I'll keep it for mine.

Till tomorrow's lunch break. Know that I'm back.