So, I decided to go tonight to the first evening for the ESL group that's starting. Might be a good volunteer thing to fill up some spare evenings. It's not like I usually have anything to do anyways. So we'll see how that turns out. I'm both excited and a bit scared...
When I moved to the city, I was planning to do volunteer work, but I was too scared to go to the Back Porch, because that would involve having to talk to people who were planning to abort their children, and I not only would have a super hard time dealing with that, but also I am very bad at passing along information. I have to seriously write things on my hands...

99. An opportunity to help
100. God's continual care of His people

Excellent post by Nancy Wilson.
http://www.feminagirls.com/2011/09/07/courtship-contradictions/#more-3524

I had an interesting day yesterday.
At work, the day's broken up into thirds. When I come in the morning, I'm supposed to have two dogs, work on them three hours, than one more when I'm done with those, and than two more for the last three hours. I work eight and a half hours, so there is a bit of overlap.
Yesterday, one of my first dogs had fleas, so she had to be washed, dried,n caged, and groomed separately, all her hair had to be cleaned up right away, and everything sprayed down with a flea spray that smells strongly of mouldy cheese. So a lot more work. I ended up asking for extra time for her, because I still had my other dog as well...
Then the last set was a St. Bernard. Do you have any idea how big a St. actually is?
I spent about two hours just washing and drying him already.
He didn't want to go on the grooming table, and to tell you the truth, I don't know how that would have worked... So he ended up with his front paws on the table while I worked on him.
I decided to do his claws first, because I had no idea how long it would take. That was a good choice, because it took about twenty minutes, and he hadn't started drooling yet... He was so strong that if he flinched, I ended up holding air instead of paw, so I ended up sitting in front of him and holding his paws on my lap. It made my muscles ache. The left arm still does...
Than we have this 'zoom groom' brush we use on shedding dogs. Took about three times as long as any other dog I've done so far. I really think that dog probably weighed half again how much I do.
The really gross part was the drooling. Never ever would I let a dog that drooled into my house, and when the man that owned him came to collect the dog, he told us he had two!
Some people are crazy.


94. Long phone calls late at night
95. Sleeping in when I'm tired
96. Lactose free cheese!
97. Bible studies starting next week!
98. Rubber boots

I want to be this funny when I'm older

91. My little sister talking to me on the phone
92. Abundance of food
93. Our prospective visit to Holland next year

I want to be this funny when I'm older

Time

There are 365 days in a year.
365 days to do with what we choose. But what will you choose to do?
Going to work is not hard, when your scheduled, all you have to do is show up on time. It's the rest of the day that's important.
Will you go shopping? Cook? Be responsible with the time you've been given? Or will you sit around and do nothing? Wait around wishing that this time was over so that you could be someplace else? Or sometimes it's a mix. You've been given the time for a reason. It's yours to use, but we're on this earth for God's glory. How does He ask us to use the time? One day has 24 hours. We spend about 8 sleeping and 8 working, that leaves a third of the time.
For me, this is a challenge. And right now, I'm challenging myself to do Something Useful whenever I have time.
I know that if I write a list of things that need doing, I'll be much more likely to do stuff. So, for one month, I'm challenging myself to write a list every night. A list of things that need doing. And then to do them the next day.
Now that I have a life again, this shouldn't be too hard.
Something sweet my sister stole from somebody's blog:
http://dustyreflections.wordpress.com/2011/06/17/1274/

"The church is a beautiful place. There are people who "look" more like Christians and those who look like they don't belong at all, but we all share something in common. We share a grateful heart of worship for a Savior who claimed us. The fact that we're all undeserving levels the grounds for judgement. We shouldn't nitpick at each other and fix each other up so we look matchy-matchy. We can come, dragging our dirty laundry and our messed-up attitudes and drop them all before the King and dance in his presence. He loves the mess. He finds joy in healing and reordering our messes. " ~Ruthiey Paulson

i really liked this. this is really how guys think.
http://www.allyspotts.com/how-to-reject-and-how-not-to-reject-a-man-guest-post-by-preston-yancey

64. My awesome new job!
65. The awesome dog which held so still for me this morning
66. My managers
67. New little niece Abigail
68. Babies
69. Jeremiah 29:11
70. Self-control
71. Early shifts
72. Fun with cooking
73. My loud but awesome family
74. Westlife
75. A warm hand
76. My cell
77. Joyfulness in depression
78. Tears and laughter
79. Hair with character
80. My Father
81. A body that works
82. Dancing
83. My friend Ruthiey's blog
84. A warm hug from a friend when it's cold out and I'm shivering
85. Word pictures
86. Music
87. Warm, bubbling, God-given laughter
88. A comfy bed
89. God's care of my family
90. A mostly quiet house