Tuesday, December 8, 2009

God's timing

...can't be questioned. Grateful for that fact today.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Daddy

I'm grateful for my parents everyday, but today I was extra grateful for my dad. A boy that I liked a lot ignored me and I told my dad...kind of like how I did when I was seven. Yes yes, I am over him, but still, rejection in any form just plain sucks. I was going to let myself wallow a bit before I began studying for the night, but my dad came into my room and asked me to youtube some stuff to watch together. We spent an hour on youtube and I laughed my ass off. #1 man in my life? I think so.

Freebie for you blog lurkers out there: I got home yesterday and couldn't find my camera. My dad told me to look for it. I looked everywhere and still couldn't find it. My dad asked me where I left it. I told him that I left it on top of my desk with the books that I needed to read this weekend. He told me to look in the box under my desk. And there it was. Apparently, my dad doesn't think I take good care of my camera equipment so he hides them from me to see if I notice. Touché.

So all in all, today I am thankful that my dad is my dad and that I am his daughter. You did good, God, You did good. (Probably blasphemous since God doesn't need my nor anyone's approval...)

Friday, December 4, 2009

traffic

Today I am grateful for all the rush hour traffic at the Lincoln Tunnel. Left Philly at 1pm, got home by 7pm, and there were plenty of detours in between. But man, what a car ride. Thank you Lord for the amazing conversations that took place during those six hours of sitting in traffic.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Sunshine

Thank you LORD for this big hot ball of fire that is warming up my day (both literally and figuratively). It's a beautiful day for a walk.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Boys

Today I am grateful for the three seminarians who invited me into their home and let me have Chinese take-out with them while watching one of the greatest movies of all time (Donnie Darko). My other option would have been to eat dinner by myself. Kix. No milk. Alone. Praise God for the kind-hearted God-fearing men in my life.