Ok,
that's just a jumble of what this blog is about...but hey, it got you to read
it :)
If
you know me well at all, you know that I have a never-ceasing love of fried
chicken. I love it. This might just explain my fabulous curves a
bit :)
In
my opinion, the Cracker Box a/k/a Crack Shack has the BEST chicken strips
ever…and luckily it’s just steps behind my office.
Another
thing that I love about the Crack Shack is the smiling faces that greet you
there. Not a day goes by that you can’t find some of the County
Commissioners or the PGBC pastoral staff eating lunch. And rarely do I
walk in there that D. Ray doesn’t greet me with “Well, there’s my street
walker, don’t forget to add mine to your bill.” (I campaigned for him in 2006).
It’s just such a nice place to eat lunch. A little slice of Mayberry, if you
will.
And
Mrs. Julie…I love Mrs. Julie. She is always as sweet as she can be…and
fabulous, that woman is fabulous. We became Crack Shack friends, and then
we became Facebook friends…which you know is the all-official sign of a true
friendship. :) Maybe it was our bonding over our love of big hair and
loud hair accessories. I must say, it’s nice to find someone in Trenton
that can appreciate a big fascinator.
After
being (ahem!) rushed through lunch by my dear friend Crystal Rodgers, I went up
to pay and got to chat with Mrs. Julie. She had read the beginning of my
post this morning where I referenced wedding planning…and she said something
that rather blessed my heart.
She
said “I read your post this morning and I thought ‘What? Aleta is getting
married?’”
My
response was “Oh hell no, Mrs. Julie.” Haha
She
said “I thought “Someone must have swept Aleta off her feet. He must be a
really special guy.”
:)
That made me smile. Yes, it will take a very special guy to sweep me off
my feet. Sadly, no. I haven’t met Mr. Right just yet. Or
maybe I have and just don’t know it yet. Still, I am
hopeful.
Over
the years, I’ve watched others strike out in love and completely give up.
It’s sad…they become bitter…and don’t want to try any more. Believe me, I
know it’s an easy hole to fall into. I have those days too.
However, I still feel like every experience molds us…shapes us into something
that will one day be beneficial to the one we are meant for. At least
that’s my belief…
Marriage
still scares the hell out of me…I’ll be honest. It really does.
Commitment…Forever…Every time I hear those two words it kind of makes me want
to run screaming for the hills. Still, it’d be nice to meet my knight in
shining armor instead of an idiot dressed in tin foil.
Sigh…it
will happen eventually.
