Here are some pictures from my travels Saturday. I went to Tennessee like a loner and walked around. :D
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Hello Tennessee.
Here are some pictures from my travels Saturday. I went to Tennessee like a loner and walked around. :D
Monday, November 16, 2009
Mr. John.
I decided to write about an old man I see at Dillards everyday. His name is John. He is quite possibly one of the nicest/sweetest old man I've ever met.
John walks around the mall everyday, twice a day. If you live in Albany and happen to be at the mall, you will find John. He's tall and lanky with glasses and a balding head. He walks with his arms swinging past him kind of hunching over. He is one of the few men in Albany who actually wears his pants on his waist ..but.. his pants never reach the bottoms of his shoes. I adore this old man.
Every day I say hey and wish him a great day and he replies.. No you have a great day, a great great great day... he always thanks me for talking to him which warms my heart. He once told me... It's hard to find people to talk to now.. once you get older you start to lose a lot of your friends.. ( his wife died :( and I'm assuming his friends did too.. )
Another cool thing about Mr. John is that when he passes little babies in the mall, he gives them a dollar. well.. toddlers.. ..
He is such a sweet man.
I adore him so much.
John walks around the mall everyday, twice a day. If you live in Albany and happen to be at the mall, you will find John. He's tall and lanky with glasses and a balding head. He walks with his arms swinging past him kind of hunching over. He is one of the few men in Albany who actually wears his pants on his waist ..but.. his pants never reach the bottoms of his shoes. I adore this old man.
Every day I say hey and wish him a great day and he replies.. No you have a great day, a great great great day... he always thanks me for talking to him which warms my heart. He once told me... It's hard to find people to talk to now.. once you get older you start to lose a lot of your friends.. ( his wife died :( and I'm assuming his friends did too.. )
Another cool thing about Mr. John is that when he passes little babies in the mall, he gives them a dollar. well.. toddlers.. ..
He is such a sweet man.
I adore him so much.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Love Languages.
This week has been pretty crazy.. From a crazy grandmother to working ridiculous hours putting up with ridiculous customers. Don't get me wrong, I adore most of my customers at Clinique..but one man refused to let me help him because I was.. "white" and he had no problem addressing it to me. oh well..
This week I've learned about different "Love Languages" and communication with others through different forms of love... (not love making ..haha) My grandmother feels loved when others spend her money. My mother feels loved when I thank her for caring and supporting me for years. I feel loved.. well... when someone spends time with me, but as I sit here alone I still feel loved. So I personally don't know how to describe my love language.
My grandmother wants to help me all the time.. and I have a pride issue. I really like to do things on my own, pay my own bills, buy my own clothes, purchase music from itunes (I don't download), and coffee ( I purchase a lot of that). I'll come back to this in a minute and tie it all together I promise.
Let me ramble a minute.
Jared and I were talking last week about me moving one day. God made it clear not to move yet and not to Atlanta... and well.. I prayed a lot, spoke with others who apparently prayed for me, and listened to the people who prayed for me a lot. Jared told me not to plan to move but to "cast a net" and see what happens. Well what happened ...blew my mind. My grandmother wants to help me move.... Which.. since I can't support myself with an rent, carpayment ect and full time school work... she wanted to Sounds crazy right?
So I thought about it, prayed about it ( since thats what Christians are supposed to do, right?) and I finally after YEARS have peace about this decision.
I realized before.. I tried to runaway from problems.. That's probably why God didn't allow me to move. I'm so glad he did that, hes so smart and amazing.
So to tie everything in...
I'm going to allow my g-unit to help me. So she knows I love her.. I'm going to face my fears. I'm going to Portland. Sometime late next year. I've never been so at peace and I love it.
God is oh so awesome.
This week I've learned about different "Love Languages" and communication with others through different forms of love... (not love making ..haha) My grandmother feels loved when others spend her money. My mother feels loved when I thank her for caring and supporting me for years. I feel loved.. well... when someone spends time with me, but as I sit here alone I still feel loved. So I personally don't know how to describe my love language.
My grandmother wants to help me all the time.. and I have a pride issue. I really like to do things on my own, pay my own bills, buy my own clothes, purchase music from itunes (I don't download), and coffee ( I purchase a lot of that). I'll come back to this in a minute and tie it all together I promise.
Let me ramble a minute.
Jared and I were talking last week about me moving one day. God made it clear not to move yet and not to Atlanta... and well.. I prayed a lot, spoke with others who apparently prayed for me, and listened to the people who prayed for me a lot. Jared told me not to plan to move but to "cast a net" and see what happens. Well what happened ...blew my mind. My grandmother wants to help me move.... Which.. since I can't support myself with an rent, carpayment ect and full time school work... she wanted to Sounds crazy right?
So I thought about it, prayed about it ( since thats what Christians are supposed to do, right?) and I finally after YEARS have peace about this decision.
I realized before.. I tried to runaway from problems.. That's probably why God didn't allow me to move. I'm so glad he did that, hes so smart and amazing.
So to tie everything in...
I'm going to allow my g-unit to help me. So she knows I love her.. I'm going to face my fears. I'm going to Portland. Sometime late next year. I've never been so at peace and I love it.
God is oh so awesome.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
500 days of Crystal.
This whole not dating for a year is fun.
I'm not going to lie.
BUT.
Really. I see myself married around 30.. with kids at 33 or 34. I'm not sure where I'm going to meet this goon but I'm pretty sure it won't be in Albany, Georgia.
I hope to marry a writer who is a closet nerd. Someone who loves Jesus more than me.. Someone who has dark hair, glasses, likes the outdoors, someone who is active, he knows the difference between espresso and coffee, about 6 footish? and someone who can deal with the fact I make up my own words.
Oh... and another important thing, I need someone with a lot of patience.
This whole thing came up because I just witnessed someone propose.... and I realized most of my friends are married or.. thinking about marriage.
Ek.
I'm not going to lie.
BUT.
Really. I see myself married around 30.. with kids at 33 or 34. I'm not sure where I'm going to meet this goon but I'm pretty sure it won't be in Albany, Georgia.
I hope to marry a writer who is a closet nerd. Someone who loves Jesus more than me.. Someone who has dark hair, glasses, likes the outdoors, someone who is active, he knows the difference between espresso and coffee, about 6 footish? and someone who can deal with the fact I make up my own words.
Oh... and another important thing, I need someone with a lot of patience.
This whole thing came up because I just witnessed someone propose.... and I realized most of my friends are married or.. thinking about marriage.
Ek.
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