9.12.2009

Random videos for your entertainment!

So if you want a big laugh, and you like Michael Jackson, check out my mad dance skills on my facebook!


~sarah.

9.08.2009

Money isn't everything but it's sure as heck a whole lotta something.

So Molly Dolly and I have interviews at the Salon Salon in Orlando on Thursday morning :D We really want these jobs and it would mean more than we expected as far as pay. So it's happy :)


Today at school we did so many things concerning curls its not even funny -_- I think I am curled out. I seriously could never learn another thing about curls and I would be perfectly fine. But we are starting Perms tomorrow and Relaxers, so that's good. The only reason it's good is that we have to do a Perm or Relaxer on a real human being a WEEK from tomorrow. O_O It's craziness!! So if anyone wants to fly down here for a Perm or Relaxer, be my guest. Because I still do not have a model for that. eh hem. -_-


But anywho, I should go read my home"play" and go to BED!


love you all! :)


~sarah <3

9.07.2009

what a boring Labor Day

So today was a bust. I didn't really labor, and I didn't really relax. It was like a .. day between a free day and a regular day. It was weird. I did laundry and thought about life. And burnt enchilladas and toast. And made pretty decent manicotti. I wrote an extensive novel about life. And I tried to find a new vehicle because mine is dying. :( I would really like a Ford Edge, but since I have no job and no money, I'll have to wait a while for that =P

But speaking of jobs, I received a phone call today from a salon up in Altamonte Springs. They are interested in me working about 10 hours a week, just on weekends, as an Assistant Salon Manager. Not too sure what all that entails, but its something! I am also supposed to hear from another salon about being an assistant, which would be ideal. I would make minimum wage, but I would also get cash tips every night, and some assistants take home as much as 80 a night, just in tips. So that would be AMAZING. Margaret, the salon manager, is supposed to call me this week, so I'll keep everyone apprised of that situation.

And just to let everyone know, I love music. A lot. Like a lot, a lot. Sheesh, it's pretty amazing. :)

Gala. 5:13-15 (NLT) is my verse for this week: "For you have been called to live in freedom- not freedom to satisfy your sinful nature, but freedom to serve one another in love. For the whole law can be summed up in this one command: Love your neighbor as yourself. But if instead of showing love among yourselves you are always biting and devouring one another, watch out! Beware of destroying one another."
Also, this past Sunday, Pastor Uth preached about the fruits of the Spirit. We can't just say, "oh, I need more peace!" or, "I need more patience". We have to want more JESUS. Through wanting more of Him, we can receive more love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, thankfulness, gentleness, and self-control. The fruit of the spirit is a package; they all come together when we want more of Jesus! :)

~sarah<3

9.01.2009

some thoughts!

So I was cruising through some other blogs today and found this particular one very interesting. I hope when I'm almost 50 I can have the same view on life as this man does.

"I was born at 7:36 a.m. on the 12th day of July, in the year of Our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Sixty. According to my mother, I nearly died at birth. Due to some complications (which my mother would have to explain), I wasn't breathing. The nurses dipped me in warm water and then in cold in order to make me breathe, as the traditional fanny slap just wouldn't do the trick. But breathe I did, screaming out at the top of my lungs. I haven't shut up since.

I was born in the tiny community of Clayton, New Mexico, about a mile above sea level, about 35 miles south of Colorado and about ten miles from the borders of both the Oklahoma and Texas panhandles. I opened my eyes to the world of the Great Plains. Looking north across those plains, a person could see blues skies and the Rabbit Ears. And that's about it.

I was born to working class parents, Baptists and Wesleyan Methodists who were married in a Pentecostal Holiness church. They were border dwellers of the Hi-Lo country, living in Texline, Texas, but working (and bringing me into the world) in New Mexico. My Dad quit smoking while driving my mother to the hospital for my arrival.

I was born fortunate enough to know all my grandparents and five of my great-grandparents, losing my last grandmother only after I myself had become a grandfather.

I was born on July 12. Which means that I am honored to share my birthday with Julius Caesar, Henry David Thoreau, George Washington Carver, Buckminster Fuller, Pablo Neruda, and Van Cliburn.

I was born nine minutes before the same doctor delivered another baby boy in the same hospital. I have wondered, once or twice, who this other fellow is, nine minutes my junior, and how he's doing in life.

I was born for a reason and a purpose. We all are. One of the great joys in life is in coming to a peace about who you are and why you are here. I'm still on the prowl for the meaning of it all. And perhaps the search for meaning and joy is a good chunk of the point. In
Surprised By Joy, C.S. Lewis writes about "..the quality... of an unsatisfied desire which is itself more desirable than any other satisfaction."

I was born, if for no other reason, for the journey."

I think my favorite part of his whole post is, "I was born, if for no other reason, for the journey." We so often get caught up on the here and now, and we get frustrated when what we want doesn't happen NOW. I think that by living for the journey, rather than for the destination or the origin, we can be more content with where and what they destination is.

Just a thought :)

~S