This will encourage you to have faith!

My mama sent me this. Click on the title.

Saying no to bitternes

I have decided that I would like to live a life of forgiveness and love. I hope that I always love married people and people with children. i have seen too many people lose out on life and blessings because they pine for marriage or children. I love my life of singleness. Being able to live fully abandoned to my King, wow! Yep, just wanted to let you all no that I will not be a bitter woman. Thank you.

Huh!

Click on the Huh to see and interesting revelation!

A lot happens when you are gone!

Apparently if you leave for the summer your friends will go private and then when you try to see what is going on you can't. So if you read my blog and have gone private my e-mail is sherryleep@ hotmail.com. Please let me in I want to rejoice with you and pray for you in times of sorrow.

Just for you!

This is for my avid readers who are missing their dose of wit by moi. Mostly Mom! I am going to make this efficient as I am wasting time that is not mine to waste.

Things new and wonderful:

My mama came and helped me organize my room and I am moving into a 7 day clean streak. Thanks mom!

I am in my third year of nursing. I feel comfortable and accepted by my classmates. It helps that I am once again comfortable and accepting of who I am. I am moderately loud and witty. It is true I have been able to make my mates laugh. I love making people laugh, just ask my roomies.

I have discovered that people with postive attitudes live positive lives, not perfect but definitely more joyful. When it's cold outside it means that it is the perfect weather to read my text and when it's sunny it is the perfect day to walk to school and sit outside. Look for the silver lining people or pessimism will suck you in.

I may be finished my nursing program in exactly 12 months or enjoying a very laid back school schedule.

I get to lead a group at my church with two of the most bizarre and wonderful people I know. One I got to see find freedom in worship when in Kansas City and the other I am watching blossom and discover how wonderful she is. Yay for extended family.

Had lunch with someone I value and hope to know better!

Going to do a presentation on Friday.

Okay only one heading this time, but I will share things that I have been learning bout and from God later.

swish, swish...just dusting off the cob webs

Wow! I went soooooo long with out posting. It helps a lot if you can enter a web address than run 200 meters and when you get back the screen is still loading. My brother in law asked me once if I was more city girl than farm girl now that I have lived in the city. I am without a doubt still farm girl. I love the slow pace of farm life. The stillness of the night when all little heads have gone to bed. Sigh!
Tomorrow I head back to school and will be 12-20 months away from finishing my degree. YIPEEE!
We have moved to a cute little house on Main Street and recently had our first planned guests. It was positively lovely.
That's it for now, have a great day!!!

Facebook and other info...

I have decided I am not a groupie. Computer communication via facebook is not really my thing. I don't care about videos, concerts, moods. I am currently working psych so if you want me to assess your mood feel free to drop in, but I can't guarantee I'll post my mood. Currently I have a fabulous mood. I love my clinical and my instructor and all my mates. I believe I will be a psych nurse. I am going to get my RPN and RN then I will hae many opotunities for work and experience. I love being a nurse. I was made for this. Mood tip of the day: get your doctor to recommend 3000 units of Vitamin D/day than get a test done to see if you are deficient. It works wonders in our house and we are afflicted with various mentalness. Here are some pics of a furry friend, who I secretly hope will one day live with me or that I will one day have a friend like him. And some pics of my beautiful sis and handsome nephew.

Funniest Story Ever (this is not me!!)

Wax is not your friend! CAUTION: Be prepared to laugh out loud...I laughed till I almost cried as I could just see this happening! All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair And now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, and play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair, the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. *Hoo-Hoo*?? sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!! I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions , I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace.... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY G**!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. IT WORKS!! It works!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...... Now that's funny . Notttttttttt Send this on to other ladies who need a good laugh