a - 19 june 2002
From: Anne
Sent: Wednesday, June 19, 2002 4:19 PM
Subject: No one insults my Operating System!!
Hi, Michele!
Yay! Your back is better! I was hoping that would happen; even though you have another day off, I know that you don’t want to spend another day with back pain. Surely it’ll be completely better by tomorrow.
I have received the package you sent: THANK YOU! I apologize for not mentioning it in a letter sooner! I tried to send you a thank you e-card the day after I received it. I’m guessing the card didn’t go through. Darn Hallmark e-cards! Wait a mo … could I have sent it to the wrong email address?! To recap my thank you e-card message: THANK YOU! I really appreciate your thoughtfulness! I saw that tape had Bob’s voice on it; I fast-forwarded to that. Sara and I listened to it; he does have a *very* nice voice! After the sweet things he was saying, Sara was jealous. She was, like, "All that sappiness is giving me a cavity!" Don’t mind her though. 
I liked the part where he mentioned oh so softly, "An evening of .." Then he boomed, "SMACKS!"
I was reading in that "God has a plan B" book yesterday, and I saw another story I liked: the author said that life is unpredictable, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but through it all one thing remains: Jesus loves me. I read that and it was, like, "Oh, yeah!" I really need to meditate on that: I keep feeling like if I leave out a step, God is trying to zap me. I know that sounds silly, but … it’s hard to explain. I’d describe it by saying, I doubt myself. I keep thinking, "Do I believe enough?" Then the answer comes back so accusingly, "Obviously you don’t! You’ve doubted for so long! You’ve never really believed …" As I said, written down, it looks ridiculous, but you’d be surprised how hard those thoughts hit me. Still, I heard another encouraging thought yesterday: God never allows us to be tempted above what we are able to bear. I heard that in a song, and I thought, "Yeah, well, that’s a nice *idea*," then I remembered, "Hey, that’s from the Bible!" I’ve had a bookmark for many, many years that says, "God never gives us more than we can handle." That’s another thing I need to meditate on!
So you saw my post on the message board, huh? I really appreciate those people on the message board. I know that the devil wants us to doubt because it robs us of our joy (that’s for sure!) and it makes us ineffective for God. I mean, how could you be an encouragement to others if you’re doubting and miserable?
Speaking of really appreciating people: I really, really appreciate you! I remembered you saying that even though I was claiming to have done awfully on the test, you were sure I passed it. I thought yesterday evening, "She believed in me, though I didn’t believe in myself." (I’m so emotional today - I keep getting weepy!) Anyway, Dr. Dreamy was passing back the tests yesterday, after he told us how the average was a 43(!!) - the low grade was a 16 and the highest grade was an 80. Handing back the first test, he told the girl, "Good job!" I thought, "So THAT’S the one who made the highest grade." He made a similar encouraging remark to two more people. I thought, "Great, I hope he doesn’t give me a review when he hands mine back." I could actually picture him handing me mine and simply shaking his head in a "What a shame" fashion. Instead, as he handed me mine, he said, "Great job." or something like that. I was stunned. I looked at the grade. 72! I was hoping for a C! Yay! But wait, there’s more. Remember that highest grade of 80? He’s curving the grades up 20 points! So my 72 is now a 92!!!! IT’S A MIRACLE!!
Mmmmmm… Taco Bell. I had the bean burrito and a soft taco with beans instead of beef plus a side of salsa. Mmmmm …. salsa. Do they have meat in everything? Heck no! Someone told me recently, "They put meat in their beans." I’m sure I remember Sara saying that isn’t true. I hope it isn’t true: my bosses are strictly against meat due to their religion, but they eat the beans at Taco Bell. Yes, we have Subways here. When I ate fish, I loved their tuna subs. I sometimes get a veggie sub there, but it’s pretty expensive - about $3 for a six inch. That’s a lot for a small, meatless sandwich! Still, they are good…
I just bet you’d love to see Chaz or any of your old crushes! I can only imagine the thrill you’d get from saying oh-so-innocently, "What’s new with me? Hmmm… let me see …. well, I met someone…" 
I’d love to have had a handsome, successful husband in tow when I met Trent. I would have done the catty thing and intentionally said Trent’s name wrong when I introduced them. "David? Darling, I’d like for you to meet Terry. Excuse me? Oh, I’m sorry. Trent."
Oh!! Do you remember me telling you about our new guy Dale - the one who gave you the creeps as you read about him? This morning, he sent me a picture that - from what I could tell on this crappy monitor - looked like three kids with musical instruments. The title of the pic was "David, Dale and Ray" and he included the line, "Guess who the kid in the middle is!" Wha …? Did I ask for that? Did I look especially like I wanted to correspond with him on a personal level? I just knew that guy was interested in me! 
(I’ve gotten to where I can usually spot this sort of thing pretty well.) I mean, he doesn’t even know me, but I’d bet that he doesn’t meet many non-scummy women, especially since he’s divorced with a kid, and he thinks, "Oh HO! This one’s a definitely possibility!" I’ve had distant emotions - to say the least - about him since the first day I met him: he sat here smacking his chewing gum, rattling off how what he "runs" on his computer at home, and offering me condolences on having Windows ME!
That previous paragraph gave me my subject line: I’ve got tears now from laughing at it! BWUHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, yes, I’m mentally unstable. I’ve got to pull myself together: we’ve got a gig tonight so I can’t be going in with messed up makeup!
That’s all for today. Talk to you soon! God bless!
Anne
God bless the USA!
