Fall Line up

My DVR is set and ready to go for this years Fall line up. I don't watch much tv, but the shows I obsessively watch I have dying with anticipation to finally come back. Some of them start this week, and its only a week away for the others!!

Mondays-

Heroes (NBC Sept 22 9pm)

Tuesdays-

Biggest Loser (NBC Sept 16 8pm)

Wednesdays-

Project Runway (Bravo 9pm)

Thursdays-

Ugly Betty (ABC Sept 25 8pm)

The Office (NBC Sept 25 9pm)

Kitchen Nightmares (Fox Sept 19 9pm)

Fridays-
Supper Nanny (ABC 9pm)

What shows are you filling up your Tivo with this Fall??

Shoes in Church

Normally my dad fwds me e-mail that are political or racist, and I delete them before I really read them. This one, however, really spoke to me. I have a place in my heart for those who are the dimond in the ruff, and this story is truely inspiring.

I showered and shaved

I adjusted my tie. I got there and sat

In a pew just in time. Bowing my head in prayer

As I closed my eyes. I saw the shoe of the man next to me

Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side

I thought, "Why must our soles touch?" It bothered me, his shoe touching mine

But it didn't bother him much. A prayer began: "Our Father"

I thought, "This man with the shoes, has no pride. They're dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!" "Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on. The shoe man said

A quiet "Amen." I tried to focus on the prayer

But my thoughts were on his shoes again.Aren't we supposed to look our best. When walking through that door? "Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought, Glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended

And the songs of praise began. The shoe man was certainly loud

Sounding proud as he sang. His voice lifted the rafters

His hands were raised high. The Lord could surely hear. The shoe man's voice from the sky. It was time for the offering

And what I threw in was steep. I watched as the shoe man reached

Into his pockets so deep. I saw what was pulled out

What the shoe man put in. Then I heard a soft "clink" . As when silver hits tin. The sermon really bored me

To tears, and that's no lie. It was the same for the shoe man

For tears fell from his eyes. At the end of the service

As is the custom here. We must greet new visitors, And show them all good cheer. But I felt moved somehow

And wanted to meet the shoe man.
So after the closing prayer

I reached over and shook his hand. He was old and his skin was dark

And his hair was truly a mess. But I thanked him for coming

For being our guest. He said, "My names' Charlie

I'm glad to meet you, my friend." There were tears in his eyes

But he had a large, wide grin. "Let me explain," he said

Wiping tears from his eyes. "I've been coming here for months

And you're the first to say 'Hi.'" "I know that my appearance

Is not like all the rest." "But I really do try

To always look my best." "I always clean and polish my shoes

Before my very long walk." "But by the time I get here

They're dirty and dusty, like chalk." My heart filled with pain

And I swallowed to hide my tears. As he continued to apologize

For daring to sit so near He said, "When I get here

I know I must look a sight." "But I thought if I could touch you..Then maybe our souls might unite." I was silent for a moment

Knowing whatever was said Would pale in comparison

I spoke from my heart, not my head.
"Oh, you've touched me," I said

"And taught me, in part" "That the best of any man

Is what is found in his heart." The rest, I thought,

This shoe man will never know. Like just how thankful I really am

That his dirty old shoe touched my soul You are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.

Compliments

Some of these might not sound like compliments, but to me they moved mountains to hear.

"You look very comfortable" (looking at my bear feet in the church offices) "You look like someone who works with children. Do you?"~ Random Ladies looking for info on Trunk or Treat. The conversation that followed was fun.

"You always looked beautiful to me" ~Tami Waterman. We were talking about me loosing weight. This meant the most because she told me that I looked beautiful even at my heaviest.

"I can really see that you have a passion for this, and your heart is made for Preschool." ~Rebecca, a Preschool Volunteer at Hallendale. My heart cried with joy, and let off a beam of happiness at the same time.

Thank you all for loving me and giving compliments, even if you don't mean it to be a compliment, I/everyone still likes to hear positive reinforcement from time to time. Keep up the love.



There is one more at least that I received this weekend, but my brain is mush. If I can remember what it is I will be sure to edit this post. Peace!!

Fwd e-mail from my mom

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot

was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half FUll. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that

it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. 'The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers

on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? ''That's because I have

always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side

of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.

''For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this Beauty to grace the house.

'Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have

that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to

smell the flowers on your side of the path!

A Place not a Home

My cousins has a friend that she has known for about a Decade and she has recently been left without a home at the age of 17. She has a very crazy family situation, and for the past few weeks has been going house to house never knowing where she will end up that night. She has stayed many nights recently at my Aunts house because my Aunt has a huge heart and would never let anyone she know goes without anything she can provide. My cousins friend was able to move into the dorms at FIU today, and she is so happy there. It made me think about all the wonderful people God has place in my life, that if I ever find myself without a home there will always be a place for me to stay. I have people that will let me sleep on their couch, in their guests rooms, and even their own rooms if something were to come up. I am so grateful to all of you that have gone out of your way to love me, and to remind me that I will always have a place if I don't have a home. You guys rock!!

The Deadliest Obsession

Ok, so some of you know my obsession with the Discovery Channel's series Deadliest Catch. So for those of you that don't know the show please let me inform you of what you are missing. This show follows about 7-10 different crab boats that set sial in the dealiest sea (hence the name), the Bering Sea off the coast of Alaska. They show what these men go through during a season of fishing for huge crab. I love the show because it shows real people having a real life adveture. They work really hard, hardly sleep, eat crazy amounts of food to keep moving, and they get shifted around the iced deck like the disk on a air hockey table.

I have my favorite crew which is the one on the Corneila Marie. I love the father sons relationship. Phil is honestly to me the best skipper, and they are amazing men that no matter what they feel, work their tails off in the coldest weather ever!! I love this ship so much that I logged onto their site to send in my resume to be their cook. Yeah, I know Im crazy. But I really want to help these guys out because they work so hard, and they could use the great food and woman's touch on board. But don't worry, they post that they don't have any job openings, and even if they did they only hire within the family. Sad for me, but great for them.

Well if share my obsession, or want to recule me (IE) feel free to comment me. Don't forget to check out Deadliest Catch on the DIscovery Channel at 11am and 4pm every week day, and click on Corneila Marie to see their offical website. Happy fishing!!

Not a C.S. Lewis Quote

"Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth." ~ Walt Whitman


Now thats what I call a poetic Hippie.