Trusting in Him

I wonder if some people just don't get the concept that words hurt. With this particular situation, it's not what was said, but the fact that it was said. I feel like some things will never end.

I think I've gotten to the point that, if you have nothing better to do than to sit around and talk about me and my boyfriend, I don't mind what you say or how you say it. If you want to make up lies and start rumors, go for it. I think that over the past couple of years, I've figured out that who really matters, will show you they care, and who doesn't, you can walk away from. Unfortunately, this isn't that easy. It's something that I will have to deal with and people who will always be in my life.

Honestly, this is something that God and God alone can fix. However, I feel like I need to give Him everything before He can do His work. For so long, I've kept all of my hurt and anger to myself and the people around me and I've tried to mend things alone. I haven't even given God a chance.

Right now, to start off 2012, I want to lean more on Jesus Christ. I can't live my life alone. I can't fix everything. I'm not invincible. He's said that He'll never leave me nor forsake me and I need to trust Him. God has put these people in my life for a reason, and instead of always seeing the negative, I need to give the Lord time to work. I'm not talking about in their lives, I'm talking about my own.

It's time to lay this at the foot of the Cross and In His timing, I know things will change.

Daddy Daughter Day

Today, I had a date with my dad. He took me to the airport and we went on a scenic tour around Hampton Roads. Obviously, he wasn't the pilot. :)

When we were on our way, the people called and asked if they could push back our time a half an hour because of plane difficulties. Uh oh. We said yes {as if we had a choice} and ended up getting there an hour early. It was far away, so we couldn't turn around and go home or anything. We pulled into the parking lot, parked the car, and sat for a second. Next thing I know, my dad had his Nook out with the volume all the way up playing Angry Birds. He's so cool. 

We finally went in and got everything squared away and walked out to the plane with our pilot. It was a jumper plane, no doubt. In fact, I think it may have been the smallest plane out there. The size was the thing my dad was most worried about, so that didn't help the situation. :) Anyway, we got in and buckled up and Mike {the pilot} gave us the run down on if we have to evacuate during the flight. It was somewhat nerve-wracking, but it got worse. The plane wouldn't start. The propeller wouldn't kick in until after atleast 12 tries. All I could think of was how we were going to get in the air and everything was going to shut off. That's when I got scared. :P I sat in the front with him so I got a picture of how it looked. It was incredibly tight, so it's not too great of a shot. 

We were finally up about 1000 feet when he reached across me and said in a very serious voice, "Your door isn't shut." What?! He opened the window to hold onto the door and my dad grabbed the door too. He told me to lift the handle. Lift the handle. At this point, we were flying sideways {the side my door was on} over an open field and going down. Eventually, it was locked down and we survived. From that point on, everything went more smoothly. You could see everything from up there. The houses and trees looked liked little Leggo pieces that were just placed down. It wasn't the first time I had flown, but I had never gone on the kind of ride where they take you up specifically to show you everything around. It was quite fantastic. 

I don't know why, but it won't rotate. 

Other than the fact that I was getting motion sickness, it was a good ride. It was cool to be able to point out different things and really see how the Tidewater area is so close together. Going flying is certainly not an everyday opportunity, but I'm glad we got to go. :)

Paranoid

I'm the kind of person who does all of my shopping last minute. If I buy someone a Christmas present early, I want to give it to them right away. I'm a very impatient person. Normally, I would go out tomorrow, but I had free time today to get some of it done. :)

I left my house this morning with one goal in mind: to get all the gifts I needed to give. That didn't happen; I'll be back out in the morning. Anywho, I didn't want to carry my purse around {my neck and shoulders are still incredibly sore} so I was using my mom's little pouch thing she usually takes to Busch Gardens {you can laugh if you'd like}.

 I pulled out of my driveway and was half way down my street when I realized I had forgotten to get my license. I didn't have a house key and neither of my parents were home. Uh oh. I knew every car was going to hit me. I drove to the gas station in the right lane going 5 under the speed limit the whole time. I had to come back home and ask my neighbors for my house key just so I could get my license. That didn't help the feeling though. There were WAY to many cars on the road. I was pretty much scared out of my mind the whole time.

Before Wednesday night, I never considered the danger in getting into a car. I knew accidents happened and I knew people get killed everyday because of it, but it never occurred to me that I could be a part of one. Thankfully, the accident we were in was nowhere near as bad as others, but it still gives you a reality check. You're days are numbered by God and God alone and no matter what you do, you just have to trust Him. After all, God is in control. :)

Car Accident

Last night, Sebastian and I got all bundled up and went out to go Christmas shopping. It was dark and was still raining fairly hard. We ran out to Sebastian's "soccer mom" van and headed to Kinko's. We got there and sat in the car for awhile. We talked, made a list of where we were going, made a list of what we were getting, then started our journey. Obviously, there were a lot of cars on the road {it was December 21st} and since it was raining, it made things even worse. Our first stop was Lynnhaven Mall.

We got on the interstate and were already in bumper to bumper traffic. 4 days before Christmas, 5:30 at night, raining; lots of traffic. We passed an accident on the right and things started moving more swiftly. There was another accident on the other side of the road and another one a little bit further up ahead. Everything happened so fast.

"Wow, Sebastian. Look at all of these accidents."
Out of nowhere, the car in front of us stopped. We were going 50 mph already and even though we weren't right on top of the guy, Sebastian had to slam on breaks. We both thought we were going to hit him, so we were both braced for an accident; just not in the right way, I guess.
"Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby!"
{pause}
*BAM!*
I had stopped yelling because I knew we weren't going to hit him. Sebastian had looked in his rear-view mirror and he knew we were going to get hit. He locked his foot on the break and threw his right hand in front of me. Like I said, I had already locked both of my arms against the door and the seat and was pushing myself back {I never want to experience an airbag}. When the girl hit us, we both just jolted forward. She was going fast. She was going probably 50 or 55 mph and didn't have time to break once she saw that we had stopped. She was trying to swerve out of the way, but since there was already an accident on the right side, she had nowhere to go. The front left side of her car rammed into the back left side of ours.

His back door is bent in and it needs a new bumper and some other stuff, but it's still drive able. She was in a little car that got totaled. Her hood was half way bent up and her lights were gone. Her airbag did go off, but she wasn't hurt either. All three of us were just shook up.

It's not the best picture, but you get the idea. 

To make it all worse, the accident traffic guy was totally rude. I'll tell you how our conversation went.
Him: "Who are you talking to?"
Bash: "My dad."
Him: "Tell him not to come up here. We don't need anymore cars up here."
Me: "My dad is coming up."
Him: "No, we don't need him."
Me: "He's a Norfolk Police Officer and he is coming up here."
Him: "I don't care if he's the judge. He we don't need him to come. We have too many accidents already."
Me: "He's coming up here."
Him: "Well, whatever, I guess he knows how to drive." *walked away*
But then once my dad got there this guy pretended like they were best friends. My dad has that kind of affect on people. I guess he just didn't realize that my dad is a local celebrity. :P

One of the many crazy things about last night, it Sebastian's wallet. He never carries it around. It's always lost or in his pants pocket or on the dresser or in the truck; never with him. For some reason, he took his license out of his wallet and put it in his pocket. He didn't have his wallet, but he had his license. God Thing.

It was a scary experience. Thankfully, all we have is whiplash and nothing more serious. I'm going to the doctor today and I don't know about Sebastian {he hates the doctor :P}. God definitely had His hand on us last night. If He hadn't of moved the car in front of us when He did, we would have been smushed up like an accordion. Thankfully, we had God on our side. :)

A Craigslist Car

 Before I even had my permit, I had a blue Honda Civic waiting for me in my driveway. It was given to us by my dad's cousin and neither of the boys wanted to drive it, so it was mine. I loved it. It had 180,000 miles on it, but it still had a lot of life in it. One night, I went to spend the night at my grandparents and since Sebastian was going over there for awhile, I just rode with him. I always drove over there. Once we left, the wind kicked up and out of nowhere, my parents and neighbors heard a huge crash. A huge tree branch had fallen on my adorable little car. They called, I cried, they put a tarp over it, and everyone went to bed. The next morning, my dad and brother both took off of work to clean up the mess. It was terrible.

I started looking for a car on craigslist. I hadn't planned on getting a new car, so I had no money saved up for it. I found a 1994 green Mustang. I thought it would be pretty cool to have a Mustang, so I got it. It was alright for the first week, but our big red van got better gas mileage than that thing. Plus, I wasn't the two door kind of girl. Therefor, I sold that a couple of months later and started looking for something else. 

The next thing I went to look at was a green Toyota Camry. Lets just say, we didn't get that one. The next day, we went to check out a green Honda Passport. It seemed fantastic. It was a small SUV with a sunroof and only 97,000 miles on it. All the guy said it needed was a window switch and it would be good to go. His story was that he had just lost his job, had 6 kids, and needed the money. My mom and I are very gullible and we took his word for it and we bought it.

N I G H T M A R E. We fixed the window and went to get it inspected; rejected. We fixed what they said it needed. Then it needed more. We fixed the next round of things. It needed more. We fixed that and now it needs more. It's a money pit. And to top it all off, the sunroof doesn't even work. Needless to say, this thing just went on craigslist. The next car I buy will be from Freedom Ford. There are some good cars on craigslist; this wasn't one of them.

The one thing we've figured out is that green isn't my color. Never again will I buy or even consider buying a green car. Blue seems more my speed. Anywho, I miss my little Civic.

Busy, Busy, Busy

Wednesday night, Sebastian and I got all dressed up and went to P.F. Chang's for dinner. Then, we went to see New Year's Eve. The movie started at 10:10 and I knew I would be passed out before it even started. Fortunately, it was a fantastic movie and I stayed awake. :)

Friday, my school's choir was invited to sing at Busch Gardens. Cool, right? My family went up to Williamsburg early to do some Christmas shopping at the Williamsburg Outlets. Jesse and Lydia left for a little while for a doctor's appointment to see the sex of their baby. It's a boy; Kaden Ryder. :)

It rained all night. Out of the 5 songs we sang, most of us were only in 2 of them. It was cold, wet, and windy. It was fun though. We ate ridiculously expensive food, we did the bumper cars, they rode the drop thingy, and we watched a musical. There were Christmas lights everywhere. I like Christmas lights. :)

Last night, we went to Christmas in the Country at Triple R Ranch. That was also cold, but it was fun. This morning was our Christmas Cantata at church. It's been a busy weekend. I'm ridiculously tired so I'm going to take a nap. Yeah.

It's Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas

Decemeber is one of my favorite months. Why? Christmas. Christmas everything.

While most people were up all night shopping on Black Friday, I was in my nice warm bed. When I {finally} woke up, it was time to decorate! My dad and I spent all day putting lights on our house. I love colorful houses. :)

A couple days later, we put up our tree. Branch by bracnch, the tree kept getting bigger and bushier. This year, I put up the lights. After about 9 strands of 100 count lights, we had about half the tree covered. We went to get more boxes from the store, then kept putting them on. Eventually, we were done. Except, then they all cut off. Go figure.

Anywho, it turned out good. A lit tree, a cozy fire, a cup of hot chocolate, and a snuggle buddy. My kind of night. :)