God's Work

I'm just home from the Gleaners Fundraising Dinner. I should say, the Ontario Christian Gleaners, because it is real now, and it's going to be in operation DV this year!

It was so inspiring. I'm trying to think of how to describe it. About a week and a half ago, I was told that our youth group would be asked to help serve the dinner, and did I want to help? I selfishly said no. It was selfish because I just wanted to go and enjoy it...I felt bad about it a bit later, and especially tonight as I was sitting there while my friends were running to and from the kitchen, waiting on me, and asking me if I wanted more gravy or some water...

But, now that the evening is over, I don't feel guilty, or regretful, because the inspiring stories and real statistics and just reliving the memory of 4 summers ago when our yps went down to the Okanagan Gleaners for a missions trip. (that's where it all started!) was Awesome. The enthusiasm in the room was more then moving, I think I needed to hear it. Helping out in the kitchen and serving the food was an awesome serving opportunity, but I wouldn't have been changed....or rather, refreshed, the way I am now. I think God decided I would be in there listening instead of working.

www.ontariogleaners.org

Better not say anything else

I'm frustrated.

Katie and I

We spent our Saturday evening on the town instead of rollerblading as I had originally planned.

"Let's go rollerblading!"
"Ok!!"

2 hours later...
" Do you even have roller blades Tam?"

I didn't. So we didn't go. I can't believe I forgot to think about that. Ha

This weather is incredible...I am inspired by it. I plan to get sunburnt tomorrow. Maybe

On the way home, we had the windows down, and the sun was down, and the air smelled like summer, and we were singing along to EMF's Unbelievable, but I really don't know the lyrics at all, just the "W-W-W-WHoooAA Man!"
I love moments like that...they make me go to sleep feeling happy.

Stories

Myth: You don't meet guys when you are driving, because, you can't talk to them even if you see eachother.

Myth: You can't feel like you've been hit by a truck unless you have.

Myth: You can't say the same thing to every person you see and mean it.






Harold: Sabrina, what are you thinking about?
Sabrina: I was thinking about the guy who I went out with when my heart wasn't healed yet from my previous relationship. I was at the stage where I wasn't sad about the relationship ending anymore, but I was far from being better. My emotions were gone..I didn't cry for 3 months, when I normally cry easily. And nothing excited me or angered me, or made me feel happy. I still laughed, and I still acted the right way. But the stony coating around me was undeniable. Poor guy didn't have a chance.

Harold: You're nice.
Sabrina: I couldn't help it.

I just cut hair. Katie's hair.

For anyone who doesn't know, cutting Katie's hair freaks me out. My brain gets completely confused when I'm doing anything with her hair. For the most part it's because it's 'just Katie', so I try things I wouldn't try on a client, and it's partly because she completely trusts me. So my hands and ideas are kind of freed up really quickly and I do things I regret later when I'm looking at what I've done with a clear mind. It's like I forget everything I was taught in school for the half hour I am cutting.
BUT. this time it turned out. Until the haircut I did on her during my exam (when I was thinking clear!) I had never given her a good haircut.
Yup. So I'd post a picture. But we didn't take one. Haha



I have a funny craving for chicken and popcorn. I think I should invent a recipe that has both. Eww...I put yogurt in my french toast yesterday. It gave it a strangely badsour strawberry taste.