Thursday, September 23, 2010

The misery of wallowing...

I don’t know about y’all, but I have the hardest time letting things go.

To give you a brief intro to this blog, I’ve been in a funk the last couple of weeks. Though it’s not too different when I’m in a good mood, there has been: an excessive amount of eye-rolling at customers, smart remarks, an overwhelming sense of blah, and a general befuddled daze here-recently. I can’t sleep, I can’t relax, and I can’t study. (BTW, I’m trying SO hard to study for the GRE, which I will be taking next Wednesday afternoon…so this presents a problem).

I don’t know if this has ever happened for you. Have you ever prayed and asked God for something, He answers, and you’re still not happy? You have the best intentions when asking for God to take it from you, but when He does, you’re left empty?

I have been dealing with this since probably April. I know that this was for the best, I know it. But honestly, my heart wants to believe that it’s not. What girl hasn’t dealt with the struggle between her heart and her head?

HOWEVER, I’ve just “begrudgingly” started a bible study with some lovely ladies at church. I only say “begrudgingly” because when I was reminded that my friend had signed me up (a/k/a I had completely forgotten about it), my GRE studying was well underway, and I began to panic on how I would find the time. I’ve managed to squeeze it in, and I’m very happy that I have.

God has a sense of humor. Ironically the Beth Moore study “A woman’s heart” is JUST what I needed to be studying. I’m only on week 2, but …Wow. Moses had led the Israelites out of Egypt and they were having to rely on God to find their way, for food, for water. Every time, God provided. Nevertheless, after being given food and water, they complained because it wasn’t “as good” as the food that they had had in Egypt. I began to feel sheepish while reading it. I, too, had asked God for something. He has listened, and made a way…yet, I am still complaining.

There was another thing that really stood out to me this week. God will heal the brokenhearted, but often times, the brokenhearted person isn’t willing to cooperate. Ummm…Amen? I wanted so bad to have this situation “fixed,” but I’m still wallowing. And I do mean wallowing…we’re talking the kind of mood that shopping and ice cream can’t fix. The kind of wallowing that makes me hit repeat on a sad song over and over and causes crying in the shower (don't pretend like you haven't done this,

I won’t say that this will end overnight, there’s a lot inside of me that needs to mend, but I need to try. God took this stumbling block from my life...and did it in a way that was graceful and only He could do. I need to have faith that this is God’s will. He is going to help me get through this, mend my broken heart, and show me the path I need to take. I’m in good hands (different from the Allstate commercial lol), and I need to trust that AND cooperate.

Friday, September 17, 2010

I have found a photographer!!

Ok, so, if you read the post about my Mid-Twenties Meldown List ( y’all know that I wanted to have professional photos taken. Though it may seem vain…I’m tellin’ y’all what, it seems like I can never have a good photo taken. Whether it be a church directory photo or just a photo taken with friends, I’m always the odd one in the picture. They either catch me with my unflattering arm fat shining dead center in the picture, or they catch me with my eyes closed. (Oh, and who can forget the picture of me cracking up with my double chin showing.) Either way, I’m in a photo with beautiful, photogenic people and yet I look like the girl that gave Juno the stink eye in the movie. :)

So, I’ve been on the hunt for a photographer. I have NO idea why this person didn’t pop into my mind until yesterday. Amanda Cannon is my friend on facebook, and I look at her photos all the time. I wanted to share her websites with you guys. She has some BEAUTIFUL photos. As I was looking through the pictures last night I was amazed. Here are two of my favorites, but y’all should look through the albums, there’s not one photo that isn’t wonderful:

Pickin’ Peas:

Wrangler baby:

I’ve set up a photo shoot for November for myself. But if any of you would like to get in touch with Amanda Cannon, you can call her at 354-577-4034 or email her at But I do hope that y’all will take a minute to look at her website:

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Reason #4,380 why Aleta doesn't need to be in Customer Service

I will gladly admit that I am not the World’s best when it comes to the customer service department. I’ll even tell you that sometimes, I’m just plain mean.

That being said, I would like to state here that if you ACT LIKE AN IDIOT, I will treat you like you’re stupid.

Here are some examples of the phone calls that I’ve had this morning:

Me: “Gilchrist County Journal, how can I help you?”

Dummy 1: “I need to speak with someone about placing an ad.”

Me: “I may can help you with that, what do you need…”

--We discuss pricing/how to submit the ad—

Dummy 1: “Y’all are located in Gilchrist County, right?”

Me: “Ummm….yes.”


No, dumb butt, we are actually located in Dixie County, we just call it The Gilchrist County Journal for the heck of it.

Phone Convo 2:

Me: “Gilchrist County Journal, how can I help you?”

Dummy 2: This is _____ from the __________ law office. I need your legal department.”

Me: --already irritated because they call us ALL THE TIME about stupid stuff. Seriously, at least 5 times a week. “I can help you with that, what did you need?”

Dummy 2: “I need to know a sale date for Case No: ________”

Me: “Ummmm….ok.” I look it up, growing more irritated. I have a brief discussion with Chris about how idiotic these people are.

Me: “Ma’am, it’s October the __ at ___ a.m. And can I ask you a question…(no need to really wait for an answer, seeing as how I’m going to ask anyways) Isn’t this YOUR case? Don’t YOU submit the legal with the date of the sale on it? Or are you at least in communication with the Courthouse?”

Dummy 2: (stutters) “Well, yes, but sometimes the Clerk just puts that on the legal notice and sends it to your paper without telling us the date.”

Me: “Ok, I (might could,…though I seriously doubt it) understand this. But why didn’t you call the Courthouse (sorry, Lyndsay!)? I just wouldn’t think with needing to know a sale date, why you would call our office OVER the courthouse?”

Dummy 2: “Uhhhhh….I’m sorry.”

On the Law Office note, sometimes they call and ask me who the defendants were…I’m like “IT’S YOUR CASE!!!”

It’ll drive a person batty!

Monday, September 6, 2010

Week 2 with Miss Genealogy

I call her that, just because of last week’s post. Actually, this week she didn’t ask questions about my family tree…she asked about my marital status.

Picture it…

We’re sitting in the Sunday School room, talking about Moses… Out of nowhere, Miss G asks me and Sam how old we are. I say 24, Sam says 23.

She looks at us shocked. With a very serious face, Miss G says, “Y’all should be married by now!”

Sam says “Don’t we know it,” and then goes into Sunday School teacher-mode and talks about how God hasn’t sent the right guys into our life, yada-yada. All I can do is laugh hysterically.

Miss G gets out of her seat, as I’m laughing and pats me on the back and says “Why are you laughing? It’s sad.”

I start cracking up again.

Lord, I’m in for it this year…this girl is a hoot!