Remember When??

Only one person will fully understand this post today, but I don't really care cuz I know not many read my posts anyway....

When I was little and had to get up early to go to school and obviously no kid wants to get outta their warm bed into their cold house, get dressed, and then eat cold cereal. So whenever it was one of those REALLY cold fall/winter mornings, I'd get up (get dressed under my covers, duh because it was cold!!), and go downstairs to make a warm waffle. While waiting for said waffle, I maybe would make sure the heat was turned up just a bit and spread a blanket out in front of the heater that came out from under the cupboards. I know Pathetic, but hey what's a cold girl supposed to do?!? My mom would come downstairs, see the t.v. on and turn it off after seeing no one in the room, of course being the addicted t.v. enthusiasts that I am, I'd yell up from behind the counter that I was Listening to the show (cuz I'd already seen it and could picture what was going on) while I ate my waffle on a blanket on the kitchen floor in front of the warm heater. 

You might be asking yourself, "What the hell brought this on??" Well, since you asked....I was doing my homework this afternoon and the heat came on. I was sitting at my desk with my foot on said heater (not recommended for obvious reasons) and thought "Wow, my toes are sooo warm now!!" and thus this memory popped into my head and I felt the need to share.

I hope everyone else's feet stay warm!!

I'm a Believer!!

First of all...can anyone name the WELL KNOWN movie that song is from!?!

So I had a strange day on Friday and if you're not into reading one of those OH MY GOD moments, stop reading cuz this story still blows me away and I still can't believe it happened.

In order to fully understand this story you need a little background first, I go to the gym with my friend Katie at school at least 4 times a week and sometimes it's way to early in the morning to function and I'm not really awake until I get home and shower.

So, maybe being exhausted isn't a great excuse, but I lost my student ID on Thursday morning after going to the gym (and I know it was after because you need your ID to get into the gym and I swiped my card that day). SO as any good student knows, your ID can get you places (not really but you do need it majority of the time), it is used to check out library books, GO TO THE GYM, get discounts on movie tickets, etc. Needless to say I was quite bummed when I noticed I had lost it. Katie told me to call the gym and ask to keep a look out for it, but I didn't want to be THAT person....so I decided to wait, knowing we'd go again Friday morning.

Mind you now, I looked EVERYWHERE for it! I only ever bring 1 bag to the gym with me and keep my card in the ONLY pocket inside (wasn't there), so I checked my clutch that I take to school (notta), I strangely decided to check the only bag I take to classes...again no luck. So I decided to test my faith (I know not my smartest move, but sometimes you just need to or just wanna see if someone's guiding/looking after you in life). What did I do you ask?? How nice of you to be so curious, well I said out loud "Alright, Grampy if you are watching over me at all, I'd REALLY appreciate a little assistance finding my ID". I know a little ridiculous, but it's been two months as of last week that he passed away and I was emotional.

So, Friday morning came and I was a bit very eager to see if Grampy was going to help me out or not. Mind you, I wasn't expecting my ID to float up in front of my face with an 'I miss you' signed by my grandfather letter attached to it, but I was expecting to search my every step to the gym, ask the front desk at the gym, and search myself at the gym where I usually put my stuff. I just thought if I had found it that Grampy was saying "hey I helped you and I'm watching out for you", sadly the ID was not found anywhere from my house to the gym or on the way back. I had a realization when I got home, a bit of sadness and slight disappointment that maybe he wasn't looking after me like I had hoped and or prayed that he had been. I acknowledge (aloud again) that "Ok Grampy, I understand you can't always produce a miracle and that's fine I understand that you're still with me". Then like I usually do, I switched my clutch that I bring everywhere with me (because it holds my house key, some $$, and usually my ID) from my gym bag to my school bag and sitting in my front pocket....MY ID!!!!!!!!!!!! You can imagine my excitement at the time and still looking back on it, I can't believe it happened.


Insert I'm a Believer song here, I was completely blown away!! Now maybe I'm being naive about this but I truly believe my grandfather was watching over me and testing my faith, so I would believe he's really there.