Get yer tissue

I don't know what this is from - or who this is......but listen to it. Its awesome. And grab a tissue...get one for me too.

I've been tagged

Normally I don't post surveys like this, but I've been tagged. You can't just ignore a tag. Haven't you read about that? If you don't reply to a tag in like 3 days, you'll start growing a hairy wart or something gross like that. Not me, y'all. Here goes:

1. Grab the book closest to you. Open it to page 18, line 4:
knew that he had been assigned to serve and learn under the prophet
from "Deal with it!" By Paula White

2. Stretch out your left arm as far as you can. What can you touch?
My bed, my computer desk, my bookcase and almost my door…I have a small room

3. What was the last thing you ate?
Fresh cherries – and I don’t know why I was eating them, either, they had no taste…

4. Without looking, guess what time it is.

5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?

6.With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
The fan in my room…

7.When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
About an hour ago coming home from Wal-mart

8. Before starting this survey, what were you looking at?
A letter telling me about my stocks from Citi…..they went WAY down…

9.Did you dream last night? What of?
Yes………I don’t remember what.

10. What are you wearing?
Grey slacks and a red white and black top.

11. When did you last laugh?
Christmas Eve, my sister was passed out on the living room floor and my mom jumped on her.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
White paint and two very ugly pictures….

13. Have you seen anything weird lately?
Of course. I own a mirror….

14. What is the last film you saw?
National Treasure 2 with my niece Noelle.

15. If you became a multi-millionaire, what would you buy?
After paying of my bills, and my family’s debt….I’d probably get like cool gadgets and stuff like that.

16. If you could change one thing in the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you change?
That every man, woman and child would have enough to eat and a safe place to live.

17. Do you like to dance?
No. Dancing is a form of exercise which is something I shun.

18. George W Bush:
I don’t care what people say, I love him. Not much in to politics, I just like HIM. ;)

19.Imagine your first child is a girl. What would you name her?
Hmm, I like Madison so you can call her Maddie, or Emma (but I like Emmy)

20. Imagine your first child is a boy. What would you name him?
I like Miles or Milo. Weird, I know…

21. Have you ever considered living abroad?
Considered? Why yes I’ve considered. Then I went overseas. Stopped considering.


Ever Biffed It?

Okay, so this happened a few years ago, and my 'friend,' Elaina just LOVES this story...I don't. I don't think its all that funny....

It was winter in Detroit. I was on my lunch break and I thought, Hmm, Halloween is coming up soon, maybe I'll go to that costume store and look around. So I did, I took a little drive over the costume shop. The parking lot was pretty packed, but I snuck into a spot not too far from the entrance. This particular building was near my job and sat vacant most of the year, until Halloween came around, and for the month of October, it was a bustling costume shop. It was cold that day. I was wearing my hoodie. I had my iPod in my hoodie pocket, and both my hands were in there too. I was nearing the front of the store as was a group of people coming from the opposite direction. There was probably 6-8 people in the group. I slowed so they could go in first. I was fiddling with my iPod, still in my hoodie pocket while walking across one of those parking lot slabs of concrete. You know the ones people like to walk across like a balance beam. (you know you do it.) Thats what I was doing. Then it happened. My foot slipped off the concrete beam, and I started falling. Well, my hands were still in my hoodie, and I couldn't put them out in front of me to break my fall. And fall I did. My head slammed right smack onto the curb. I guess it would be more accurate to say that my FACE slammed onto the curb. Either way I fell and fell hard. And to make it worse....that group had seen the whole thing. One nice lady ran over to me and said, "Oh my goodness are you okay?" NO I'm not okay!!! I thought. Is that what I said? No. I got up as fast as I could off that sidewalk and said...."Whoa, I really biffed it." I really biffed it? Is that what I just said? Who says that anymore? I did. I hurt. I thought I might have cracked a tooth, and I could feel my lips swelling up. But, I didn't want those people to think I was really hurt. So I went into the store and started looking around. I tasted blood. I mirror and my mouth and teeth were red with blood. Gross. I left the store looking like I had bought one of those ugly masks. I got my looks for free that day, and without a mask.

My friend Elaina loves that story. She shares it with her friends. I never should have told her it. This happened a couple years ago, and she told it to someone just this week. It did get me thinking, though. How crazy that I actually got up and tried to pretend like everything was fine, when that whole group of people could see the blood on my teeth. I think we do that a lot. I know I do. We walk through life pretending we're fine. How are you today? Fine, you? Fine. Thats it, meanwhile our faces look like they just slammed into a concrete slab. That lady who helped me up wanted to help, but I was embarrassed. I truly needed help, but couldn't accept it. I had to act like I was okay even though I wasn't. But I didn't really have to. We should be sick and tired of walking around injured but pretending like everything is ok. The bible says we should carry one anothers burdens (Gal. 6:2). I'm all for helping you carry your burdens.......but I'll carry mine too. I don't need any help with mine. Why do we think like that? If I am not willing to let you help me, then I'm keeping you from being able to do what the bible says. Anyway....thats what I've been thinking about lately.

I hope you had an awesome Christmas! Post a comment, let me know you've stopped by, ok? :)



No, I didn’t get a new dog. My niece, Noelle (5 yrs. old), has this stuffed little dog, which she aptly named, Puppy. She cannot go to sleep without this little dog. He is about the size of a beanie baby. Anyway, this thing is nasty. It hasn’t been washed in…well, never. She sleeps with it every night, and hangs out with it throughout the day, so needless to say its in desperate need of a bath. Its fur is long past being matted and is now just slicked down by grime. She’ll have it on the table at breakfast, and I have to pick it up and throw it across the room, stating, "Get that mangy piece of fur off the table." I hate it. She routinely wakes up in the middle of the night unable to find Puppy and will go wake up my mom and dad to help her find it (usually lost in the sheets). Oh, the grossest part is that for some reason she sucks on the dogs nose. I keep telling her she is going to catch some gross doggy disease if she doesn’t wash the stupid thing. But she won’t allow it. Her mom (my sister) had a blankie when she was Noelle’s age. It was gross too. It never got washed either. It must be hereditary. Anyway, the other day I as I was getting ready for work, I noticed my camera case on my desk, and it was empty. I started looking for my camera and didn’t find it but since I was getting ready for work I didn’t have time to look for it. So this morning I found the camera just laying on my desk. It wasn’t there the day before. I opened it up to see if my mom had taken some pictures of the baby on it. Oh, there were pictures on it alright…but my mom didn’t take them. This is what I found…

And the only piece of evidence that the culprit left was the picture of tiny feet that belong to my niece....

Man, that is SO something I would do.....

2007 Christmas letter

Hey all - this is a copy of my 2007 Christmas letter that I'm sending with my Christmas cards, and since I don't have all your addresses...I thought I'd just post it here, and wish you a merry Christmas while I'm at it! ;) I do hope that you're having a blessed Christmas season. I need to stay focused on WHY we celebrate Christmas to begin with... :)

December 2007
Dear Friends,
Hello! I hope this letter finds you doing well. Can you believe its Christmastime again? It seems like we just went through the holiday season, doesn’t it? Certainly a lot has happened in my life this year, and thought I’d use this little letter to let you in on it.

The first major thing that happened in 2007 was the passing of my Uncle Bob. He passed suddenly while on vacation with my parents and my aunt in Hawaii on March 30th. He was 51 years old. I know the holidays will not be the same for us this year.

I also made my first trip back to Colorado this year since having moved to Detroit in 2005. That was awesome!! I spent a whole day at Compassion International, and got to see lots of friends! It was really hard for me to leave Colorado that time, but it was an awesome trip.

This summer I made a trip to Nashville, TN to see Amy Sporleder. It was an awesome trip – I hadn’t seen Amy in many years. It was a 10 hour drive and I was so excited to get there, that even though I wasn’t supposed to leave Detroit until 8:00 am I ended up leaving at 5:00 am. I made a couple stops at antique malls along the way. Also this summer, some friends from Colorado were in Detroit on business and it was really good to see and catch up with Pam Otto!

Upon return to Michigan, I guess God starting moving in me that I might not be in Detroit much longer. Of course, I didn’t know it was God, I thought it was just me…see how much I know... Okay, so I had been at my church in Detroit for almost two years, and some disagreements came up between the bishop of that church and Pastor Weatherly (the pastor I had come to Detroit with). It ended up that Pastor Weatherly, Yatron and their family and I left the church in June. Shortly after we left the church, another opportunity opened up for the Weatherly’s in Alabama. Though I very much wanted to go with them, I didn’t feel like God wanted me there right now. The Weatherly’s moved to Mobile, AL in early August.

It was around that time, I also found out that I was going to be losing my job at the end of September. So with everything that was going on, I decided that I needed to get out of Dodge… or Detroit in my case. I moved to Phoenix on September 25th. I’m living with my parents for now. Right after I moved in, my sister moved in with her two children (Noelle, 5; and Taylor who is now 4 months old!). Needless to say, this is quite a busy place!

I got a job working as a contractor for the state of AZ as a case manager. I’m going to be helping people find jobs and help them get off welfare. I’m really looking forward to getting into it!

Lastly, I found an awesome church here. Its called Desert Springs Church and I actually found it online while I was still in Detroit. Have you ever just felt something in your spirit so strong that you just know its God? That’s kind of what it was like about this church. I wasn’t all that excited about moving to Arizona, except to get here to join up with this church. Weird, I know, I didn’t even know these people but wanted to get here to meet them all! I joined an AWESOME women’s bible study, and met some of the coolest ladies there.

Lastly (for real this time…), in case you don’t already know, I have a blog (a web page) where I try to keep people up to date on the latest news in my life. The website will be at the end of this letter, along with my email address. Those are the best ways to keep up with me. I would like to leave you with this verse:
"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." John 14:27
Much love, Aimee
website: email:


Funny Friends

Okay, so I have a funny friend. She wasn't trying to be just happened. I promised I wouldn't use her name - but also promised that I WOULD post this on this blog! :) Oh, and this friend happens to have some Latino blood in her...

So, I called this friend a couple weeks ago to tell her that there is going to be a Beth Moore conference in Colorado Springs in May, and to see if she'd be interested in going with me. We both love Beth Moore, and since I missed her in Phoenix, and since Colorado Springs isn't THAT far, I thought it would be a good chance to go. (The dates are May 2-3, at the World Arena, visit for more details) She was excited about it and we started talking about other friends we could invite to go. So as we're talking about she stops and says (trying to make me freak out that she can't/won't go), "Oh wait, you know, I don't think I can go..."

"Oh no! Why not?" I ask.

"Its on May 2nd, and I'll be celebrating my heritage for Cinco de Mayo..."

I paused. She paused.

"Cinco de Mayo, huh?" I said.

"Yep, sorry, friend...guess you'll just have to find someone else to go with."

Now I may not speak Spanish fluently but there is one thing I know...the word, Cinco means five or 5th...

"So," I say. "Are you going to be celebrating Dos de Mayo this year?!"

"What?" Pause. "Oh! HA HA HA HA!!! Man, I suck...."

Yes, friend. Yes you do!

Just Kidding, you know I love you!!! HA HA HA HA HA!!!