Killing Me Softly

Benefit of the Doubt. I find that giving people this, often leads to disappointment. We use phrases like "One more chance" and "One last time", trying to believe that people will change or somehow prove that they are worthy of those chances. Not one time, that I can recall, have I given someone the "benefit of the doubt" and been completely happy I did so. Most of the time, I end up kicking myself for repeatedly allowing myself to be vulnerable to the hurt that comes from repetitive forgiveness and wishful thinking.

Lord, How do you do it?
So many chances, so much forgiveness. I can barely handle the verbal repetition of apology and forgiveness: without true change.

Head -Over Heals

In the last month, I have experienced on THREE SEPARATE occasions the kind of "brotherly" affection that brings me back to fifth grade(or so).
I've been left, shaking my head in confusion three different times in ONE month.

My older brother used to give me what I can only label as a "headlock/noogy", painful and embarrassing. I wasn't sure if this was the exact term, so I went to a reliable source. The trusty word-bank, known as : Urbandictionary.com(Totally reliable, second only to Wikipedia*).

Turns out that "noogy" IS the correct term, and here's the definition:

"To grab someone around the neck with your arm, pull their head against your body (thus subduing them), make your other hand into a fist, and grate your knuckles painfully against their scalp. If you're sneaky enough, grabbing them around the neck may not be necessary.

A favorite tactic among bullies and older siblings."

Yep, totally accurate.

Anyway,

Occasion #1:
Culprit: John Krutsinger

We were at the election party, and I got up to say goodbye. He flips me around and puts me in a head-lock, and gives me a noogy. "Seriously?" I think, I'm a girl. YOU DON'T give girls noogies, unless they're your sister.

Occasion #2:
Culprit: Adam Sabolick

Going on-stage, right before worship on Sunday Morning. I compliment him on his orange, puffy vest and say "Adam, I haven't seen you in so long" and precede to give him a hug. Then it happened AGAIN. He grabs my neck and gives me a noogy. Messing up my hair, and causing me stumble awkwardly onto the stage. Fixing my hair as I go.

Occasion #3:
Culprit: Frank Sanchez

After the "Thanksgiving-Eve" service, chatting a bit with Frank. I said something cheeky, and it happened for the third time in a month. He hugged me and turned it into a headlock/noogy.

Why? I don't understand...
I'm not a boy, and I'm not their sister: maybe "In Christ", but that is AS far as it goes.

Yep...

Oh the head shaking, mysteries of life.

Oh, Canada

I think I would have thought the world was coming to an end, had I seen this BRIGHT flaming ball headin' my way.

Rock around the clock tonight...

Three Days Until I'm here:



I feel like this is what I have been waiting for, since the day we bought our tickets.
I made it through mid-terms, through my sister's amazing(yet highly stressful)wedding and now I'm looking forward to an amazing vacation!

I get to see my loves, and get to experience a glimpse of what has become their everyday.

+Get to visit the VERY first Nordstrom.
+Finally feel like it is Fall!
+Wear winter clothes: scarves, hats, coats, boots.