Hi peoples!
I know, I know. I have been really bad about blogging! But you see, I have a huge line of excuses, such as:
I am not even in the same state (then again, I brought my laptop and have Wi Fi)
My time is split in between bunches of people wanting to see me, not to sound braggy (but, I have had plenty of my Facebook and e-mail, time)
Let me think...
And Lissa is icing a birthday cake!
(I threw that one in because my "huge line of excuses" is running out...)
I'll be back, don't worry. I have a lot of things on my mind right now. But I will be back.
Just to throw in another obscure fact, I have stayed up past mid-night every night since Friday of last. Mostly around the 2:30/3:30 central time.
"I can't believe I'm saving you after you tried to kill me!"
Do any of you recongnize this quote?
Yes, it is one from Ella Enchanted, the movie. You really should read the book, though. The movie may be funny, but the book is just plain awesome!
Nighty night night!
Marina
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Why I may have a future as a waitress, after all!
Hey y'all!
We had a lot of fun at our trivia night Saturday night. Two triva nights. My church's youth group, G3, or God's Glory Group, had a trivia night, but my Pathfinder club had a trivia night the same evening. So my family split up and my brothers and Daddy went to G3 and my Mama and sister and I went to Pathfinders because we had jobs to do there.
I was a waitress.
Many of you are probably gasping and shaking your heads.
Because most of you have probably heard my Mama's stories about her brief and humiliating stint, as a waitress.
And let me tell you something.
I inherit my Mama's waitress skills... Or, more accurately, lack of.
We were assigned table numbers. I was number 3 and had no one at my table yet. I thought it would all be easy, until people started showing up.
Well, there were only two people at my table. But that was plenty for me, let me tell you.
Me: "Hello, my name is Marina and I will be your server today. Can I get you anything to drink?"
Lady: "Yes I would like something with caffination, carbination, and lots of sugar!"
Man: "Water, please."
Me:"I will be right back with that, then..."
Trip as I go up to the counter. I was very clumsy yesterday. I get up there and look around.
Me: "Excuse me, but we don't seem to have anything with caffeine. Perhaps we have some in the 'fridge?"
Cook (looking at me like I am crazy): "Do you think we want a bunch of hyper teens? Of course we don't have anything with caffeine!"
I walk back to my table.
Me: "I am sorry, but we don't have anything with caffeine. Can I get you something else?"
Lady (with a "your crazy" look) "I will take some Dr. Pop, then."
Man: "Where's my water?"
Me: "Oh! I will be right back with Dr. Pop and some water!!"
Go back to the counter. After grabbing a water, looking around for some Dr. Pop and finding none, I ask Cook if she could get me some from the refridgerator.
Cook: "We don't have anymore."
Me (after I get back to my table): "I'm sorry, but we don't have any more Dr. Pop. Here's your water, sir."
Lady (giving me another "your-crazy" look): "No more Dr. Pop! Well, get me something brown and with lots of sugar."
Me: "Umm, okay!"
Now anybody who knows me knows that I wandered around the pop for what seemed like hours before my pineapple brain realized that sugar + brown makes Root Beer. Thankfully when I brought it back to her, she was pleased.
Pathfinders got to play trivia and serve tables in-between rounds. The first round talked about TV shows and movies and stuff like that. Again, everyone who personally knows me knows I live under a rock and that I won't know any of these particular answers. I was sitting next to a TLT (Teen Leader in Traning) who clearly has cable and watches this type of movie. He answeres a question, looks at me and says:
TLT: "Have you seen that movie?"
Me: "What movie?"
TLT gives me an "are-you-serious?" look.
Me: "Oh THAT movie! Uhh, no."
TLT gives me another "are-you-serious?" look. Through out the night I get several more "are-you-serious?" "and are-you-crazy?" looks, in addition to the four I had already gotten. I forgot to give a water bottle to a customer for three rounds and I re-told the lady we had Dr. Pop, forgeting that we didn't have anymore.
But I did get some compliments, too. From the same TLT I got ten "points" and a high-five for guessing (corectly ;o)) the word laryngitis (he guessed strep throat) and a compliment (of sorts) from him and another girl saying that I was very mature for twelve. And, as I was apologizing for forgeting the man's water for the second (or was it third?) time, he simply smiled and said
"That's OK, you're a lot of fun."
So, I may be a crazy pineapple who deserves all those "are-you-serious" and "you-need-to-think-these-through-more" and "your-excited-your-able-to-open-a-can?" and "you-run-really-funny-and-can't-kick-a-kickball-straight" looks.
But I know the word laryngitis.*
And I (can be) very mature.**
And I'm fun.***
Unique, one-of-a-kind, slightly dorky, very pineapple-y fun.*****
-**-*** I did not write this post to be braggy. No, you can see that from the first part of this post. I wrote it only to try and explain my craziness and the blank looks people give me all the time.
**** And, in case your wondering, I am fresh pineapple-y fun; not canned pineapple-y fun. Huge difference.
We had a lot of fun at our trivia night Saturday night. Two triva nights. My church's youth group, G3, or God's Glory Group, had a trivia night, but my Pathfinder club had a trivia night the same evening. So my family split up and my brothers and Daddy went to G3 and my Mama and sister and I went to Pathfinders because we had jobs to do there.
I was a waitress.
Many of you are probably gasping and shaking your heads.
Because most of you have probably heard my Mama's stories about her brief and humiliating stint, as a waitress.
And let me tell you something.
I inherit my Mama's waitress skills... Or, more accurately, lack of.
We were assigned table numbers. I was number 3 and had no one at my table yet. I thought it would all be easy, until people started showing up.
Well, there were only two people at my table. But that was plenty for me, let me tell you.
Me: "Hello, my name is Marina and I will be your server today. Can I get you anything to drink?"
Lady: "Yes I would like something with caffination, carbination, and lots of sugar!"
Man: "Water, please."
Me:"I will be right back with that, then..."
Trip as I go up to the counter. I was very clumsy yesterday. I get up there and look around.
Me: "Excuse me, but we don't seem to have anything with caffeine. Perhaps we have some in the 'fridge?"
Cook (looking at me like I am crazy): "Do you think we want a bunch of hyper teens? Of course we don't have anything with caffeine!"
I walk back to my table.
Me: "I am sorry, but we don't have anything with caffeine. Can I get you something else?"
Lady (with a "your crazy" look) "I will take some Dr. Pop, then."
Man: "Where's my water?"
Me: "Oh! I will be right back with Dr. Pop and some water!!"
Go back to the counter. After grabbing a water, looking around for some Dr. Pop and finding none, I ask Cook if she could get me some from the refridgerator.
Cook: "We don't have anymore."
Me (after I get back to my table): "I'm sorry, but we don't have any more Dr. Pop. Here's your water, sir."
Lady (giving me another "your-crazy" look): "No more Dr. Pop! Well, get me something brown and with lots of sugar."
Me: "Umm, okay!"
Now anybody who knows me knows that I wandered around the pop for what seemed like hours before my pineapple brain realized that sugar + brown makes Root Beer. Thankfully when I brought it back to her, she was pleased.
Pathfinders got to play trivia and serve tables in-between rounds. The first round talked about TV shows and movies and stuff like that. Again, everyone who personally knows me knows I live under a rock and that I won't know any of these particular answers. I was sitting next to a TLT (Teen Leader in Traning) who clearly has cable and watches this type of movie. He answeres a question, looks at me and says:
TLT: "Have you seen that movie?"
Me: "What movie?"
TLT gives me an "are-you-serious?" look.
Me: "Oh THAT movie! Uhh, no."
TLT gives me another "are-you-serious?" look. Through out the night I get several more "are-you-serious?" "and are-you-crazy?" looks, in addition to the four I had already gotten. I forgot to give a water bottle to a customer for three rounds and I re-told the lady we had Dr. Pop, forgeting that we didn't have anymore.
But I did get some compliments, too. From the same TLT I got ten "points" and a high-five for guessing (corectly ;o)) the word laryngitis (he guessed strep throat) and a compliment (of sorts) from him and another girl saying that I was very mature for twelve. And, as I was apologizing for forgeting the man's water for the second (or was it third?) time, he simply smiled and said
"That's OK, you're a lot of fun."
So, I may be a crazy pineapple who deserves all those "are-you-serious" and "you-need-to-think-these-through-more" and "your-excited-your-able-to-open-a-can?" and "you-run-really-funny-and-can't-kick-a-kickball-straight" looks.
But I know the word laryngitis.*
And I (can be) very mature.**
And I'm fun.***
Unique, one-of-a-kind, slightly dorky, very pineapple-y fun.*****
-**-*** I did not write this post to be braggy. No, you can see that from the first part of this post. I wrote it only to try and explain my craziness and the blank looks people give me all the time.
**** And, in case your wondering, I am fresh pineapple-y fun; not canned pineapple-y fun. Huge difference.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
God-ly friends
Hi guys!
I just got done talking to one of my best friends on the phone. Chrissy-Robin and I talk a ton, email and visit each other for weeks at a time. We have known each other for five years, and we love each other like sisters. We are still the best of friends, even when I moved seven hours away and we only got to see each other three times that year.
But there are some things we just don't agree on. Like whether the word Applachian is pronounced Apple-a-chin or Apple-A-shin; or whether Primer is pronounced pri-mer or pry-mer. Sometimes, its on issues like if those pants go with that shirt, or whether purses and make-up are cool.
One of the issues we don't exactly agree on is religion. I don't believe that Jesus will come back in the same way she does, and she doesn't believe about the Sabbath the same way that I do. But either way, we are still best friends! We still both eat sandwiches, even if she likes ham and I like turkey. We still both like American Girls and Barbies. We both still like to lay in bed at night, talking tell we drift to sleep at sleep-overs.
The main thing is we both worship the same God, we both believe Jesus will come back, and that the only way to heaven is by accepting Him as your Savior, which we have both done! Thursday night we were talking on the phone. Somehow the subject turned to God and the end times. We both expressed our views on the subject, and then came to this conclusion: Jesus is coming back. Maybe one of us is right. Maybe one of us is wrong. Maybe we are both wrong on some points and both right on others. But we need to respect each others view points and know certain things about each other's beliefs on that subject. If we were missionaries in another country, that is exactly the skills we would need to survive! We would need to build friendships with the people we are witnessing to, then start to talk to them about our religion. But to do that we need to respect them!
That is what I got from our conversation. Maybe Chrissy-Robin got a different point. I would like to hear your view on the subject. I don't really know how to work the comments :o) but please send me an email with your belief about approaching other people, believers or non-believers, about the end-times, or any doctrinal thing. I am so glad I have friends I can talk with about God. Really, it is fun to debate on things like this!
I just got done talking to one of my best friends on the phone. Chrissy-Robin and I talk a ton, email and visit each other for weeks at a time. We have known each other for five years, and we love each other like sisters. We are still the best of friends, even when I moved seven hours away and we only got to see each other three times that year.
But there are some things we just don't agree on. Like whether the word Applachian is pronounced Apple-a-chin or Apple-A-shin; or whether Primer is pronounced pri-mer or pry-mer. Sometimes, its on issues like if those pants go with that shirt, or whether purses and make-up are cool.
One of the issues we don't exactly agree on is religion. I don't believe that Jesus will come back in the same way she does, and she doesn't believe about the Sabbath the same way that I do. But either way, we are still best friends! We still both eat sandwiches, even if she likes ham and I like turkey. We still both like American Girls and Barbies. We both still like to lay in bed at night, talking tell we drift to sleep at sleep-overs.
The main thing is we both worship the same God, we both believe Jesus will come back, and that the only way to heaven is by accepting Him as your Savior, which we have both done! Thursday night we were talking on the phone. Somehow the subject turned to God and the end times. We both expressed our views on the subject, and then came to this conclusion: Jesus is coming back. Maybe one of us is right. Maybe one of us is wrong. Maybe we are both wrong on some points and both right on others. But we need to respect each others view points and know certain things about each other's beliefs on that subject. If we were missionaries in another country, that is exactly the skills we would need to survive! We would need to build friendships with the people we are witnessing to, then start to talk to them about our religion. But to do that we need to respect them!
That is what I got from our conversation. Maybe Chrissy-Robin got a different point. I would like to hear your view on the subject. I don't really know how to work the comments :o) but please send me an email with your belief about approaching other people, believers or non-believers, about the end-times, or any doctrinal thing. I am so glad I have friends I can talk with about God. Really, it is fun to debate on things like this!
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