I really should not read other people’s blogs before I actually blog for the day. Its kind of like listening to Phil Keaggy then sitting down to try and play guitar.

I picked up a new book today, “Flabbergasted” by Ray Blackston. (Also, for Kari anyone else whos a book nerd like myself, I have made a spot over to the left side, of the books Im reading and will try to keep that updated) Ive seen the book many of times before but for some reason never picked it up. Its bright green, you’d think I’d at least give it a second look, but no. We got a shipment of this book in today because apparently Ray Blackston wrote another one. I forget the title, but it goes after Flabbergasted, so Im reading this one first (makes sense, right?). I picked it up because two pages into this book the guy is going to church merely for the sake of meeting single women. Now, thats one in a million that Christian novel starts out like that, don’t ya think? I found the writing funny as well. Maybe this will hold me over till “Shes Out of Control” comes out this summer.

Leaving work this evening it was very warm outside which I thought was kinda odd. Im going to stop listening to my Alabama friends because every time its warm, they think, no big deal. Theres been thunder and lighting all evening. The national weather service had to interrupted my rerun of Friends to tell me we have a server thunder storm warning. No kidding. The weather always fascinates me so I listen to what Mr. Weatherman had to say (plus, Im waiting for Friends to return) which is this might turn into a tornado, so they are going to keep a close eye on it for us. And I was just driving home thinking I could live through the two tornado storms I have and be just fine, but no, theres a chance I’ll add one more to my list, lovely.

Ive officially have this scab on the rim of my nose from blowing it so dang often this weekend from my cold. Its not cute and no there will be no pictures, sorry to disappoint. When I walked into work Tuesday morning with my roll of TP under my arm Neda (the office manager) asks “Are we out and no one has told me?” I laugh and tell her that I haven’t left my house since Saturday night to get tissue and this is all I had. I put my purse away in my locker, grab my name tag and walk towards the sales floor. Neda hands me a box of tissue, aloe touch the box says. I thank her for the box and take it with me up to the front registers where Im assigned for the day. I pull a tissue of the box and it was a world of difference. Bless Neda for giving me such a wonderfully soft tissue for my nose. But I learned the hard way with this scab that my nose deserves better.

Last note, due to lack of shelter, Carla and I will only be spending the day in Nashville instead of the weekend which is a bummer. But, I just happened to check out Sara Groves website and guess whos in Bham this Saturday night?! *alisa does happy dance*