Monday, March 20, 2006

One step forward

It was a good long day yesterday. My mom showed up at my house at 9:15 and so we had enough time before we went to Park Methodist church since the service started at 10. For some reason my mom and I always think the service starts at 9:30. It was perfect though because we went up to Gigi's and I had some Bacon, Egg, Tart (as they like to call Quiche there) which was wonderful and I bought my mom a muffin even though she didn't want anything. We had some good though somewhat sad conversation since I go more info on my cousin and how the reason we were asked not to talk about it was because we really don't know how he died. It more than likely was not suicide. Well, we arrived at church right on time and I noticed the sister of my former friend Jacob, Hanna, helping with vocals for the worship. She had AMAZING vocals. Going to Park Methodist is always interesting since I know people through other aspects of life that are involved with the music there and stories about them that would make the "godly" cringe, and yet they are moved and feel the pressence of God while worshiping. I loved it all, the music, joking with my mom, the introducing of new memebers where one of them took the microphone and started speaking only in French. Only in French! I originally thought that I was not understanding his accent and then the pastor explained what was happenening and then the Music Leader/piano player, who is French, translated. I love Park Methodist, too bad the pastor is leaving in June. (I forgot to mention that I really loved that the pastor used a line from the movie Saved! during his sermon and gave credit for it in code. The line? When Mandy Moore's charector threw a bible at her pregnet friend and screams, "I am full of the love of Christ!"

We made it back to my parents and had some really amazing chicken sandwhiches my mom made, and we had onion rings too. YUMMY! Then was the trip to Dairy Queen with my dad. He really is becoming an older man and it's always so apparent when we go out to a restraunt of any kind. So cute though too. YUMMY again! We made it back home before Paul got to the house and had time to watch an hour of this foreign film my dad recently bought. Also very good. By the time it was done I was ready to get on the bus and go home or swim. I actualy did go swimming, and went to the Wilde Roast for some soup, and then met up with a friend at the BullDog and played some darts and actually won! That never happens. The best part? Running into a trick from a few weeks back (I hide under his bed and we STILL messed around...I was very trashed. Yea, I know. Trust me I am just hoping being more honest on here will keep me more accountable for who I want to be in life) and him saying, "Jonathan Howard!" and I was so shocked I drew a blank on his name. He is as handsome and slightly queeny as I remember him, and oh course he was part of the group of people that my friend was just meeting for the first time. The best part is I think I made a good impression this time around since I was still fun while sober and I would not mind being in contact with him in general.

Well, that's about all there is, I did get to have a green beer last night and I did have some beer on Saturday and I was responsible both nights. I just wonder sometimes if the best thing for me to do is try to stop everything cold turkey cause it then seems I break down and abuse things. Always a theory.

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