Laughter is the best medicine

Tuesday, as I left work at 6:30 (working late for second night in a row this week), I got into my car absolutely tired. I got out my ipod to listen to one the way home and decided to listen to a comedy routine that I love. By the time I got to Sharkey's, I was laughing out loud to myself.

As I got home I walked in still listening and laughing outloud to myself. Although Tygre and Emily were home I heated up dinner in the microwave and laughed. I tried to eat and laughed, and I cleaned dishes and laughed.

Of course, Tygre and Emily were laughing at me laughing, but I didn't care. Later I finished the set with Lindsay listening to one earphone--both of us laughing until we cried. I shared the CD with both of them and right now they are laying in the living room with their ipods laughing.

*SIGH* It is good to laugh.

If you're stressed out like I am, LAUGH! If you want to check out who I was listening to, you can check out Brian Regan. He is clean and will having you crying because you're laughing so hard. Here is a sample.

And take your medicine--start laughing!

Addicted to Buble

I have an addictive personality. I don't mean, that people are addicted to me but my personality is one that gets easily addicted to things. I tend to be a all or nothing girl. When I love something, I tend to go overboard with it.

Let's take Dr. Pepper for example. I drink at least 1 a day. There is a reason that I don't touch anything stronger. If I like it, I am going to enjoy a lot of it. Then there is Snood. Again, I play and play and play until my wrist hurts. TV shows--like Lost or Alias (back in the day)--I have to watch and own (on DVD).

I am the same with music. Overall, I would say that I am not a huge music lover. I don't always have to have music on, and for the most part, I can't tell you who sings what song. But if I do like a group or album, I tend to own everything they put out and listen to them over and over and over.
Right now, I am a Michael Buble kick again. His song, Home has captured my heart. Have you heard it? Uh. It is absolutely magical. I LOVE IT.

With close to 2,000 songs to listen to, I listed to Home about 5 times just on the way to work this morning. This song is everything I love about Michael Buble--deep and beautiful.

Although I am not a huge concert goer, he is one I would go see. I heard recently he is coming to Oklahoma. I found out that he is going to be in Tulsa and OKC during Spring Break. *tears*

Although I couldn't afford the tickets even if I could go, man I am sad! I haven't been this upset about missing a concert since 8th grade when the New Kids on the Block were in town. :)

If you haven't heard this song, come ask me to listen to it or download it from iTunes. It'll change your life.

Two posts in one day! What?

I have been avoiding my blog for a couple weeks because I just didn't have anything worth writing about. I had the wall of posting that almost everyone who blogs has hit.

And if I am not posting, I am not reading others blogs either. I do it all in one setting usually--go down my list and read. My schedule and lack of zeal for blogging has kept me out of the loop for a while. This afternoon I took some time to go to my friends's blogs and read what I'd missed. And I missed a lot.

I am just overwhelmed by how many wonderful, unique, fun people I know. Just reading my friend's posts have encouraged me and challenged me and inspired me. Thanks to you all for sharing your lives with me and so many others.

Grey, Grey, Go Away!

This morning I attempted to pull my hair back for a change, and I was sadly confronted with the increasing numbers of grey hairs.

It's getting bad. Last time I got my hair cut, the guy thought it was a birth mark because there were so many. I'm not kidding--he asked me. Being in my late 20's, I am thinking this is a little young to be going grey! So I decided to do a little research to see why hair turns grey.

Basically, the root of every strand of hair is surrounded by the follicle. Each follicle contains a certain number of pigment cells. These pigment cells continuously produce a chemical called melanin that gives the growing shaft of hair it's color. (Melanin is also the chemical that helps you tan.)

Although I want to blame Tony Wu for my graying hair, it seems that as we get older the pigment cells in our hair follicles gradually die. With fewer pigment cells, the strand of hair will no longer contain as much melanin and will become more transparent in color--like grey, silver, or white.

And genetics has more to do with it than anything. We turn grey about the same time our parents did. At least this is a gradual process. Studies show that from the first sight of grey hairs, it will take about 10 years to complete the process.

Luckily for me I don't have to wait to see it happen. Hmmm....Now all I need to figure out is which color to choose....

Goals Determine Priorities

Ha Ha, funny, right? This cartoon, however, has a point. Our goals in life are suppose to determine our priorities. Last night I started a One on One with God study with 7 other girls. We looked at three lifetime goals we should have as Christians.

We talked about how, with any goal, we must eliminate and concentrate--eliminate the distractions and concentrate on the goals. But our culture (and especially our age group) really doesnÂ’t know what it means to eliminate and concentrate for the purpose of the Kingdom. We sit in Bible studies talking about the concept of eliminating and concentrating, but when it comes to backing that up with action, we're all talk.

Why is this? I think it comes down to cost and passion. Our passion determines the price tag. How passionate we are about something--how worthy we deem it--will make the cost of it more insignificant to us. We're willing to pay it because it is worth it. But if I don't care that much about it, I can live without it or put it aside.

Who is more worthy than Jesus? NO ONE. I think any Bible-believing person can easily say that. Yet why do our actions not speak show that? Romans 12:2 I think answers that question---we have allowed the world to squeeze us into its own mold instead of renewing our minds to find out what God's will is--—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Hmmm. Notice that I have said we. I am preaching to myself here. What a hypocrite I am each day. How many things I put before God!!

Lord I ask you help me examine my goals, my passions, my priorities in light of YOUR worth and not just what I see as worthy!