An Out Pouring Of Blessings

So it's been a little bit since I last checked in and wrote. Here I am going to give that update. First off you might have read a previous blog about my popcorn popping car. Well let me tell you what exactly happened with it. I wrote that I had taken it in, meaning to a dealership, and they had told me that in order to fix whatever it was that was wrong was going to cost me a pretty penny and by that I mean about 700 dollars. Instead of just taking the hit and being like whatever fix it, my parents and I stopped and took a minute or two to think about it. I brought it in on a Friday and we asked if they would keep it until Monday, when we would officially decide what to do with it. Meanwhile, we find out my grandpa knows a guy that does some side work on cars, so he called him up explained the situation and asked if he would mind taking a look at it. And from what the guy had heard if it was the shocks which is what the dealership had told me it was, he said that he could do it for probably around 400 or so. Sweet, 300 dollars off!! My g-pa was going to take me to pick up my car on Monday from the dealership and take it out to the guy. When I brought my car in on Friday, my back passenger side wheel was almost rubbing on the frame of the car. Now three days later it was sitting nicely on the back wheel, looking rather pretty. I then proceeded to follow my g-pa out to this guy's house and nothing seemed to be happening while I was driving. Long story short, the guy we brought it to said he saw nothing wrong, drove it and felt nothing wrong. Hmmmmm, pretty crazy huh. One day 700 dollars, three days later absolutely nothing. Blessing number one. ( Don't even ask me to explain my frustration with the dealership.)
Secondly I have been on a job search for probably the last two months, putting in my application place after place and getting no call backs. So recently I put in my application in at Pracs for a weekend overnight monitor position. This would absolutely be ideal for my situation at the moment, trying to get my business up and running. Being able to work weekend nights at Pracs, then during the week be able to run my business as usual. Well let me tell you, blessing number two. My first official nights were Friday and Saturday.
Oh and I quick number three I guess, my city league team won the Renee Thompson tourney this weekend!!

An Expensive Amusement Ride

Yesterday was a pretty amusing day, well amusing/pretty sad. The day started out making cookies, from there having some lunch with a buddy of mine and then meeting up with another buddy of mine for a movie. Sounds like I am popular, but don't let it fool you!! In between leaving lunch and going to pick up my other bud, something happened. I really don't know how to explain it, but so you can kind of get an idea or a picture in your head I will try. I was driving and all of the sudden I felt as though I was in a popcorn machine, constantly bouncing. This might help, remember watching Ace Ventura and he's driving along constantly bouncing, yet not on a bumpy road, that was basically me (although I was not trying to be funny.) My abs were hurting from trying to keep me upright along with the constant laughing that I was doing. (Yes I was by myself, literally dying laughing) So I called mom and in between laughs managed to ask if she had ever been in a car where the struts or the suspension went out. She was like no, why? So I explained myself.
While getting this all sorted out, I needed to pick up my bud. So I did. It came with a warning though I told her that she may feel as though she's in a popcorn popper. Well I really don't think that could give it enough justice. On our way to her house we laughed continuously, I told her well it's pretty much an amusement park ride for free. Wow, was I wrong.
Took the car in and found out it was the struts in the rear that had blown, and was going to be 700 dollars to fix. (p.s. my car isn't worth 700!!)
Moral of the story.... once in your life you need to have your struts blow!!

An Industrial Goodbye

The Spring of freshman year in college Los Angeles, is where I got it done. It was an event to say the least, started out being your average piercing, me and a couple of my track buddies. Ending up being a story in itself and my whole track team along with my coaches standing, watching. All with different feelings and expressions, the scale of emotions on view. Anywhere from being horrified to wonder. That's where it all started, it on a night in LA.
Here I am four years later still sporting it, until today. Today it is being laid to rest. It has gone from a conversation piece to a point where it pretty much screwed up my ear. On Monday I went and saw a doctor about it, about them really, both ears. She was semi stumped and referred me to a dermatologist. Although before leaving the office she made sure to get some pictures of these crazy looking things. These things called keloids. Let me just give you a brief history of what keloids are. They basically are a build up of scar tissue, more commonly found in black people. Which I guess explains my athletic ability along with my butt. Nothing life threatening, just hard on other peoples eyes.
The dermatologist's office is where I found myself yesterday morning. Face to face with a pretty old man (and by pretty I don't mean in looks) with a magnifying glass on his head, inspecting my ears. This lead to probably five to six pokes with a needle in each ear. He claims that this may help, but we'll see. Needless to say, industrial out. Goodbye.