Good thing God has a sense of humor!
I sometimes look at my life and see it as God's personal sitcom! I think of
shows like Seinfeld, The Cosby Show, 227, and many others. I remember how
funny they are or were, and how they were pretty much shows about people
living life from day to day, and all the silly things we do as we go along.
Life is only hum-drum if we allow it to be!
At any rate, I think about how we go along in life and get ourselves into
silly situations that in hindsight, we ask ourselves "What was I thinking?"
No, I am not referring to the hip days of leg warmers, and t-shirt rings and
hair off to one side (those days were very hip)!!! Nor, am I referring to
the days where cousin Joey broke his knee break dancing on a piece of spray
painted cardboard, and thought he could spin with no hands just to show off!
(for the record, cousin Joey, wasn't skinny) I am referring to all the times
we put ourselves in predicaments and feel really silly later for having
ended up in a corner, when it could have been easily avoided.
Here is a mild example of what I mean, and whether or not it will
articulate the point, that is left up to your own personal understanding.
Just bear with me and try to grasp the concept. Almost one year and six
months past, nearly to the day, I was moving into a new apartment with my
still somewhat new roommate, who was relatively young and had very little
life experience. Being the woman that I am, an independent mover and shaker,
at least sometimes, I decided to rearrange my closet. I somehow managed to
maneuver two dressers into my closet with such precision, even Einstein
would have been impressed with the exactness of measurement and thought
process needed to accomplish the task! However, during my factoring of
corner space (which was to be used for the storage of skis, poles, and
boots), I forgot one small detail! Since I had previously decided to perform
the task on my own, I wedged myself into the said corner in so small a space
that I had no room to even push either dresser in any direction that would
have helped me. It was so tight a fit that I didn't have any leverage or way
to use my strength to help myself out. There was no way to climb, bend,
raise myself up, or anything that would have been helpful. In the end, my
wonderful roommate, after a few minutes of calling for help, came to me
rescue! Sometimes, we need to ask for help or seek assistance before we get
ourselves into a predicament!
erika j

Today is my first entry
Mood:  chatty
Now Playing: Malcolm in the Middle Theme Song
This is my first blog entry. My friend Erika, gave me the name Tarneeb Queen, since I am addicted to the Arabic card game Tarneeb. Well, maybe addicted is too strong, but ME LIKEY! Anyway, I am chatting w/Irene on Yahoo Messenger and she is telling me about some guy who lives in North Carolina and wants to buy her flowers and come visit her. She just met him online, tonight. What do you think is going on there?

Joke of the Day: (besides that guy who wants to fly out to San Jose, to make out w/Irene).

An Amish boy and his father were visiting a nearby mall. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny silver walls that moved apart and back together again by themselves.

The lad asked, "What is this, father?"

The father (having never seen an elevator) responded, "I have no idea what it is."

While the boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old lady in a wheelchair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched as small circles lit up above the walls.

The walls opened up again and a beautiful twenty-four-year-old woman stepped out.

The father looked at his son anxiously and said, "Go get your mother."