Sunday, May 22, 2005
Creepy moment of the day:
I am walking along in the grocery store, "technically" on the cell phone, but not really because it was only ringing and my friend hadn't answered yet...ok, just before I start, you must realize that the aisles are wider than the average grocery store. Wide enough for two carts and a person to line up side by side. They are big. To continue with the story...I'm walking along, and I feel this presence behind me...that creepy "someone's following you" feeling. So I turn around, and there's this middle-aged man standing there who gets mad and says "You don't even care, do you?" and like cuts around me (if we were driving cars, he would have totally cut me off), and then continues to walk away whilst glaring at me. End of creepy moment, beginning of anger arising in me. I walk thinking "What the hell? Is this guy for real??". So I decided to go looking for him. But I didn't find him. Instead I found an old man. Which brings us to...
Random (this would only happen to me) moment of the day:
So I'm walking along and there's this old guy and his granddaughter who is probably about 2 or 3 are next to me, and the little girl smiles at me, so the grandpa looks at me and says, "Wanna race?". Who's going to turn that down? So I raced this old man and his granddaughter down the aisle. True story. I really did. ;)
So I talked to my good friend Brother Anthony tonight and he was telling me of his experience in Nashville. He said that he was very inspired, and loved their routine. He felt it was very balanced and was impressed with their prayer and joy. He said that they were the perfect example of what Dominican life should be: joy, prayer, study, etc. He was so very excited to have met them, and I'm very happy that he had that experience. :) Yay.
Well, night draws neigh...come, glorious slumber!
Pax et veritas.
I heart shopping cart races.
I am walking along in the grocery store, "technically" on the cell phone, but not really because it was only ringing and my friend hadn't answered yet...ok, just before I start, you must realize that the aisles are wider than the average grocery store. Wide enough for two carts and a person to line up side by side. They are big. To continue with the story...I'm walking along, and I feel this presence behind me...that creepy "someone's following you" feeling. So I turn around, and there's this middle-aged man standing there who gets mad and says "You don't even care, do you?" and like cuts around me (if we were driving cars, he would have totally cut me off), and then continues to walk away whilst glaring at me. End of creepy moment, beginning of anger arising in me. I walk thinking "What the hell? Is this guy for real??". So I decided to go looking for him. But I didn't find him. Instead I found an old man. Which brings us to...
Random (this would only happen to me) moment of the day:
So I'm walking along and there's this old guy and his granddaughter who is probably about 2 or 3 are next to me, and the little girl smiles at me, so the grandpa looks at me and says, "Wanna race?". Who's going to turn that down? So I raced this old man and his granddaughter down the aisle. True story. I really did. ;)
So I talked to my good friend Brother Anthony tonight and he was telling me of his experience in Nashville. He said that he was very inspired, and loved their routine. He felt it was very balanced and was impressed with their prayer and joy. He said that they were the perfect example of what Dominican life should be: joy, prayer, study, etc. He was so very excited to have met them, and I'm very happy that he had that experience. :) Yay.
Well, night draws neigh...come, glorious slumber!
Pax et veritas.
I heart shopping cart races.
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HAHAHAHA!! I can't believe that guy asked you if you wanted to race! That is freaken awesome!! Who does that? That's classic... :)
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