Laughing and Crying

Some things are just uncontrollable for me. There are two things, one of which you all are well aware of. For the life of me I am not able to control laughter when someone falls down. I have pretty much always been like this. The earliest memory I have involves my mom. I was sooo attached to her, pretty much till I was all grown up. Always waiting on her to come to bed or to finish cooking and cleaning so she could play with me. The earliest recollection of laughter getting the best of me, would have to be waiting for her, staring out the window as it rained. See as soon as it started raining my mom would make a run for it outside to gather the clothes from the line. Well I have this memory of her running with the laundry in her arms and "tas" as soon as she reached the concrete she fell, butt first. I laughed and laughed for what seemed forever, cuz I remember telling my dad when he came home for lunch and boy did I even make him laugh. So I have this uncontrollable laughter, but I also have this uncontrollable crying.
I can't say that this second one is any better or worse, but its the total opposite. As well I am not able to control it for the life of me. I cry when I see a pregnant girl or a mom with her baby. I cry when I hear a baby's cry. Something happened today and it was like God was telling me you can handle this, I wouldn't put you through it if you couldn't. I was at my desk and this co-worker of mine comes over to me and tells me that she has something to tell me. She tells me that she is pregnant, and I instantly give her a huge hug, but I start crying. I can't control it, I tried assuring her that I was happy for her which I am, but part of me feels sad too. I sat at my desk talking to God and telling Him that I don't like getting like this, that I feel bad. But not even a half hour later I go to the restroom and my boss is in there. She has to be my closest friend here. Well she tells me, Lucy I have something to tell you. Yup I'm not even kidding she tells me that she is pregnant. I hugged her so tight and told her how happy I was and of course started crying again. I didn't want to come up from the hug, because I didn't want her to see my face. See this might be so uncontrollable for me, buts its me. Maybe some day I will stop laughing at people, and maybe some day I will stop crying at the thought of a baby. The truth is that I hope that day never comes because I love to laugh almost as much as I love to cry.

BOO

If I was missed, well I'm sorry. I don't really have any sort of great excuse, nor have I been particularly busy. Work is the same, boring as always, but I thank God for blessing me with the ability to work and with a job. I should be starting school next Monday, I'm pretty excited. I really want to finish up already. The truth is that I think my dad kind of still feels obligated to keep an eye out on me. Of course parents will always feel like that, but what I mean is financially. I always pictured myself paying them back one day, IMAGINE that! No really I can imagine it, my dad has always been such a hard worker, so I would love to do something nice for him one day, something really special. You know its true that it takes a lot of money to have children. I can literally hear myself now, always asking for things and 99% of the time him saying yes. All the time he spend taking me here and there for activities I was in, and never being late to pick me up, not once. I was telling him the other day that the building were both of my classes are located is near the bridge. I told him that I was kind of scared being that my classes will end at 10pm. He knows I'm a chicken when it comes to things like that,soooo he offered to come with me and wait. Can you imagine that, me taking my dad to school at my age. I thought he was gonna insist after I said no, but he didn't. Makes me happy though that he would offer, that he still loves me after all my failures. To think that the love he has for me is nothing compared to the love God has for me.

No Workie Yet

Okay so my phone has this cool progam called my closet, its suppose to help me get dressed. Also its suppose to help me remember what I have worn already, that's awesome. So I'm suppose to take pictures of all my clothes one by one. I started to and got bored. Now I have a mess. Ill let you all know how it goes...TBC.

Work

This is what my desk looks like when I have a busy day at work. I get so swamped that I don't know what to work on first. But I like it, days go by faster.

At Golden Corral

Here are the fellas eating. This camera isn't all that great. Ds picture looked better than mine.

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Even found the toilet paper in the fence still.

Everyone Should Recognize This

Here is my favorite section at Henrys. I hope all of you have received on of these at one time or another full of something sweet. I sometimes wish I was a full time baker. I know I'm not the best, but I do enjoy doing it. I catch myself thinking a lot about things as I bake. Its kinda like my alone time. I love feeding people sweetness, sometimes I like to watch as they eat. Well depends on who it is, lol.