Chix Chat

From: "Anne"
Subject: Be careful out there!
Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2001 16:17:16 -0500
 
Hi, Michele!
 
Thanks for the e-greeting card. (So lovely!) We went to our lunch at the Olive Garden. The boss didn’t pick up the bill for all of us, but it was still good. I don’t mind paying for food that good! You mentioned a Portobello sub - I think I would like that! I tried to order a Portobello sandwich at Ruby Tuesday’s recently - to try those mushrooms I’ve heard so much about - but they were out. Do portobellos taste like steak? I’ve heard that they did.
 
The guy that was our "guest of honor" at lunch is one of our employees that has found a job elsewhere. How I hated to hear that he was going - I think he is so nice and so attractive. And so married. With a child. Oh, well. C’est la vie! I can be encouraged knowing there are some good guys out there … well one good guy anyway.
 
Things must be getting better for me: this morning my wonky coffee pot did not have an overflow of water, which it has been doing for weeks. It’s bad when the first thing you have to do in the morning is clean up the mess from your coffee pot: it doesn’t bode well for the day.
 
It’s nice that we had that luncheon today. Between that and my class I’ll have a short day. Woo hoo!
 
I checked the new TV Guide yesterday and they are scheduled to show the Angel season premiere next week. Pshew! As I was turning the pages to see if they were showing it, I was telling my sister, "I can’t breathe!" I was so thrilled to see that it’s *supposed* to come on. It would be tough to review the show for that web site if I couldn’t see the episodes!
 
I finished my HW (due today) last night about 8:37 pm; shortly thereafter I was in a considerably better mood. I don’t mind doing the work, but I hate for it to take so long. I have been working on those seven problems since he assigned them on Monday the 10th. Finally they’re done and I have about half a day to enjoy the freedom of it all before he assigns us some more monsters this afternoon. School really womps! I will admit that while I was working the problems yesterday I realized that I do actually find that class and my whole course of study very interesting. It’s just frustrating when I find some of the problems tough; it sometimes makes me wonder if I should consider a change of major!
 
Oh, yes my hair. It turned out okay - he cut my bangs so they go a different way. (What can I say, my look is ever changing.) It’ll be interesting to see how they turn out when I style them myself. I was glad the cut and style still looked good enough to get me through today. I wanted to look extra special for Gary’s last day. He’s supposed to come by the office this afternoon to return his badge and stuff. Where’s my lipstick?
 
I have to go, I actually have a project this afternoon.
 
Talk to you soon! God bless!
Anne
 
PS - Watch out for that new computer virus. You can actually get it from visiting websites that are on infected servers. What sort of geek/creep sits around thinking of this stuff and trying to ruin everyone else’s computers?!
 

From: Michele
Sent: Wednesday, September 19, 2001 11:48 AM
Subject: Re: Calgon, take me away!

Hi Anne!

we were talking about "bothering" God with our prayer requests and believe me,  it is not a casual one time thing on my part.  Every day when I wake up, one of the first thoughts in my mind is, "God, please have me meet my future husband today!"  Anyway, I guess God is more patient than I am!

Last night I saw "The Glass House."  it was a pretty good movie.  It was so funny (not the movie) This black girl was sitting in front of us (me and Shelly) with her two white friends.  I guess now theyr’e playing the Star Spangled Banner before the movie starts.  So she sings along with the song in this very loud, slightly off key voice.  Then when the song was over, she raises her hand and shouts, "play ball!" Me and Shelly were giggling. 

I hope your string of yucky days will be over soon!  This whole WTC thing is just adding to my yuckiness factor!  I’m not even excited about Disneyworld anymore.  Im just so angry that this happened!  Why did this fu@#!* have to happen?!  What gets me through is a little "mini" prayer that I say everday which is, "God, please help me to seize the day.  Help me to "shine" for everyone to see.  Please watch over every person and aspect that has been in my prayers, past, present and future.  Give me the strength to face my fears and live my dreams.  And help me to take each day one step at a time and to TRUST YOU, no matter what!"  I hope this prayer will help you as well.

I love the Olive Garden.  I could live off of their breadsticks and salad!  Last night at work we ordered from a local place called "Sam’s Club."  I got a portabello sub which was portabello mushrooms, tomatoes, lettuce, provolone cheese and grilled onions.  Yummy!  Something you might like since it was meatless.  I love mushrooms.  Mushrooms and olives are my two favorite pizza toppings.  I better stop, I’m getting hungry!

Hope your hair turns (turned) out okay! I haven’t gotten a hair cut in forever!  I want to grow it long again.  Maybe just a little past my shoulders

Anne, I don’t think our expectations are so high (about meeting someone)!  All I want to do is meet a nice, hard working, godly man who I am attracted to and who will want to be with me and only me for the rest of our lives.  Is that too much to ask?  I don’t think so!

that’s all for today.  See you soon!  God bless!  God bless the USA!

Michele

From: "Anne"
Subject: Calgon, take me away!
Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2001 15:27:49 -0500
 
Hi, Michele!
 
Talking about God answering our prayers so we’ll stop asking, I recall a story in the Bible, that I believe Jesus told, about an example of a woman who would go to a judge every day and ask him for justice for a wrong done to her. Finally the judge gave her what she wanted because she was starting to weary him by asking him everyday. As I wrote that, I realized that asking everyday shows how important what you’re asking for is to you because it is being consistent - as opposed to asking one time casually then being like, "Well, God, where is it?"
 
Man! I am having such a string of yucky days! (Could it be my attitude? Nah!) Today and yesterday, my bosses are both hanging out here, saying things in that insulting, "Anne is such a moron - we must think for her" way that they do. Also at work there is a project that I’ve been working on since JUNE involving our business phone line and I keep getting the run-around from the companies that I talk to. NOW, I’ve messed up another project. (Is it *not* time to go yet?) My homework is due tomorrow and it isn’t done - I’ve been working on it for hours here and there when I get the chance but the problems are so tedious that it takes me an hour literally just to figure out how to work the *&%$# thing. The professor told us that we’ll have a test next week or the week after. Super. Plus all this talk of war and a "holy war" is really setting my nerves on edge. (How it burns me up to hear that country of heathen say, "God is on our side. He will protect us." They *must* be kidding!)
 
But I think things are looking up a bit. I’m getting my hair trimmed this evening, so that’ll be good as long as it isn’t too short! I plan to make it clear that I’m trying to grow it out again, but I know I need a trim to keep it from getting straggly. Also, tomorrow is one of our guys last day, so we’re taking him to lunch at the Olive Garden. Hello, eggplant parmisagnia! Next week is my jury duty - again! I don’t want to be there, but it’ll be great to get away from this job for a week. Oh! And the new Angel episodes are supposed to start next week; I really hope our channel shows them. We don’t have a WB station in this area, so our Fox station airs several of the WB’s primetime shows as an affiliate.
 
I liked how your cousin met her husband and how he "saw her walking across the parking lot" and just knew that she was the one for him. That’s how I’d like to meet my perfect one too. Sometimes, Michele, I wonder if my expectations are so high that no one on earth can meet them.
 
Re: the preacher leaving - they did leave their mailing address hoping we’ll all stay in touch, and they said their email should remain the same. We plan to send them a Christmas card. I’m considering emailing my website link to them . . . then I wonder what they’ll think about my declaration that I like shows like Buffy and Angel. I think I told you already that I felt like the preacher thought I wasn’t a Christian; imagine what he’d think if he saw that. I think of those shows as entertaining stories and nothing more. I’ve told my family before that one reason I like those shows is that there’s a hero to save the day; in real life there isn’t a Buffy or a Superman to fly in and stop the bad guy. (Boy, did we see that last week!)
 
I agree with you about the comments Jerry Falwell made; I think they were inappropriate to say the least. Would he feel the same if one of his family was killed in those attacks? I’m sure Christians were killed that day also. I’m also sure Falwell’s speech didn’t bring anyone to know Jesus; on the contrary it makes all Christians look like prejudiced extremists.
 
That’s it for today. Talk to you soon! God bless!
Anne
 
"People who believe a problem can be solved tend to get busy solving it."
William Raspberry

From: Michele
Sent: Tuesday, September 18, 2001 9:14 AM
Subject: God says, "You, again?!"

Hi Anne!

Yes, once again you and I are on the same wavelength.  When I pray, I also feel like I’m forgetting something.  Right now my biggest prayers are for what’s been happening and for me to have a safe flight in November, with me falling in love soon a close second.  I just feel like I should be praying about something else.  Do you feel like sometimes your boring God with your problems?  I do.  I’m hoping that He’ll get so sick of me constantly asking when I’m going to fall in love, he’ll bring me and my future husband together just to shut me up!

Did you hear something about Jerry Fawell blaming the gays and feminists and abortionsts for what happened last Tuesday?  I think he was basically saying that we brought this on ourselves because this country is so far away from God.  I don’t agree with that.  GAY people didn’t crash those planes!  FEMINISTS didn’t crash those planes!  You get where I’m going here.  Look, I know that some people live lifestyles that are not according to God, but that is between God and that person!  I wish some people would get down from their holier-than-thou soap boxes and remember they are not God!  And besides, if God wanted to punish those kinds of people (gays…) wouldn’t they be the ones in the buildings and on the planes?  Duh!

I can’t believe it’s been a whole week since this has happened.  Do you think they’re going to find anyone alive?  It doesn’t look good, but I believe in miracles.  Like the old saying goes, "It aint over till the fat lady sings!"

About Ireland: Ingrid has a "lets wait and see" attitude about this, which is fine by me.  She has a strong sixth sense and if she doesn’t feel safe flying internationally, then I won’t feel safe either.  She didn’t say anything about flying to Floridia.  If she sensed any danger about it, I’m sure she would have told me.  She had a dream about this last year.  She dreamed that two tall buildings were on fire, but she didn’t understand what that meant until now.  I know as a Christian, I’m not supposed to believe in things like that, but how can I dismiss it?  She can’t help what she dreams or sees.  That has always been a topic of confusion for me.

And I totally disagree how Arab-Americans are being treated because of all of this.  They are AMERICAN, and they are just as devestated about this as anyone else would be.  Hell, there might have been some Arab-Americans who were killed that day!  Some people will just use any excuse to lash out at others.  It’s sickening.

When you saw Ray the other night you should have called "yoo-hoo!  Ray, dahling!  It is so good to see you!  Well, I must go!  I’m late for cocktails with an absoulting dashing gentleman who’s just crazy about me!" (lol).  If only you had the nerve, huh?  And he’d be thinking, ‘What the hell?’  Yeah, I have this fantasy that I walk into a resturant (or anywhere) with Arnold Vosloo and every man I ever liked, lusted or thought I loved would be there.  I’m wearing this sexy dress and Arnold’s all into me.  And every one of my former crushes is thinking, ‘man, am I a jerk for not pursuing her when I had the chance.’  Arnold turns to my crushes and says in that devestating sexy South African accent of his, "Isn’t she wonderful?  I love her so much.  I would die for her.  I would kill for her."  And then he would turn back to me and we would kiss passionately.  I would press my body close to his and he would entwine his fingers in my hair … oh!  I’m sorry, got kinda carried away there!  Can’t you tell that I’m a writer?  Dear lord, could you imagine kissing Arnold???  Could you imagine other things with him?  I sure do!  Every other second!

Oh I hate it too when people tell me, "You’ll find someone."  Well when!  I want a date and a time!  and besides I don’t want to find someone.  I want someone to find me!  I think of how many people I know met their husbands in such ordinary ways.  My aunt met her husband at Eat-n-Park.  My cousin met her husband at the gas station.  My other cousin met her husband in college.  My other cousin met her husband at work.  According to him, "I saw her walking across the parking lot and that was it for me."  I want to meet my husband like that.  I want to meet such an extraordinary man in such an ordinary way.

The Trail of Tears motorcycle procession sounds interesting.  I’d be checking out all those bikers!  I’m sure you did as well!  Theres this organization called "Bikers for Christ."  I would love to meet a man like that.  Some sexy "bad boy" looking biker with a tatoo on his arm and he’s a Christian with a heart of gold.  You know what combination is a turn on for me?  Blue jeans, a white tee shirt and those brown workmans boots.  GROWL!

I’m sorry you didn’t get the chance to give John your e-mail address.  Maybe God was trying to tell you not to do it.  If He wanted you to, you would have been bold enough to.  I’m thinking about Chaz and how I gave him that Christmas card.  Under normal circumstances, I would not have been brave enough to do something like that, but for some reason that day I had no fear.  I can only explain it as God encouraging me.  Who knows, maybe a month from now John will write to the chruch to say "hello" to everyone and he’ll include his e-mail address.  Then you can write him a very quick "Hi, how are you?  and here’s my website and my e-mail."  You’re probably thinking, ‘Oh, for pity’s sake!  Why cant I just run up to him, grab his shoulders and say, "Kiss me, you fool!"’ (lol)

Oh, I felt so stupid too when I answered a question wrong when I was in school.  That’s why I wouldn’t raise my hand or shout out anything unless I was 100% sure I was right!  Thank God those days are over!   That reminds me.. why is it when I get the final Jeopardy! question right, no one else is in the room with me to be amazed by my knowledge, but when there are other people around I’m like "duh…"?