Ok, so I was able to secure the needed cash so that *hopefully* I won't bounce any checks unless the rent goes through tonight (because my deposit was made after hours and will be counted as a deposit made tomorrow). Phew. I'm much calmer now. I still have very little to live on for the next week and a half, but I'll survive. I did return my two pairs of slacks, but I kept the dresses. :P
Also, in re-reading the soccer information I realized that I was looking at the estimate for both fall and spring. It's still going to be about $700 for the fall, $150 of which is because the uniform our league had been using has been discontinued so we all have to get new ones. The reason there is such disparity between the cost of spring and fall is that we actually don't play in the league in the spring. We pay a fee to hold our spot, but the high schools around here have their girls' soccer season in the spring and it's hard to get enough girls to commit to the travel team when they're playing at school, too. We do participate in a few spring tournaments and have Saturday practices to stay in shape. That's the other thing. One of the spring tourneys we're supposed to participate in is in Las Vegas. o.O I mean, the Florida tourney is about a 14-15 hour drive, but VEGAS? Hello, other side of the country? On the other hand, I've never been to Las Vegas so if I can get the money together I'm totally not willing to miss that trip. Stupid wanderlust. Maybe I can visit Heidi Fleiss's planned male whorehouse - that's supposed to be somewhere in Nevada, right? I'm kidding, of course. Unless the guys are really hot. >.> *snickers*
I had been wondering how the team got a hold of two tickets to the Redskins/Cowboys game to raffle off because that is a big deal around here. Those tickets don't come cheap and they don't last long. It finally occurred to me that the father of one of the girls on the team was (is?) the trainer for the Redskins. Duh. Connections are a good thing. Now I just have to sell a bunch of tickets. Maybe we should do that in front of a grocery store. *thinks* Or maybe in front of Walmart. White trash forever, y'all! Walmartians love them some football!
Last night I was reading The Complete Idiot's Guide to Prayer (Yes, I am serious. It's actually a very good, informative, and illuminating book!) and I came across a prayer by St. Patrick:
Christ as a light, illumine and guide me. Christ as a shield, overshadow and cover me. Christ be under me. Christ be over me. Christ be beside me, on left hand and right. Christ be before me, behind me, about me. Christ, this day, be within and without me.
Anyway, first off, I like this prayer. I like its thoroughness. However, it started me giggling. Why, you ask? Because I got this vision in my head of an old Sesame Street episode where they were teaching about over, under, around, and through. Imagining Jesus on Sesame Street was a bit of a kick. Probably funnier in my head than on LJ, but it made me laugh.
Another prayer I'll share just because I feel like it is this Orthodox prayer for the Lenten season:
O Lord and master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, faint-heartedness, lust of power, and idle talk. But give rather the spirit of chastity, humility, patience, and love to thy servant. Yea, O Lord and King, grant me to see my own errors and not to judge my brother, for thou art blessed from all ages to all ages.
That one speaks to me very personally. I'm not really lustful for power, but the spirit of sloth and idle talk are pretty big parts of my life that I need to work on. That chastity bit would be useful about now, too.
Oh, and Emmie - did you notice the repitition in these prayers? I was thinking of our conversation when I was reading them.
Also, in re-reading the soccer information I realized that I was looking at the estimate for both fall and spring. It's still going to be about $700 for the fall, $150 of which is because the uniform our league had been using has been discontinued so we all have to get new ones. The reason there is such disparity between the cost of spring and fall is that we actually don't play in the league in the spring. We pay a fee to hold our spot, but the high schools around here have their girls' soccer season in the spring and it's hard to get enough girls to commit to the travel team when they're playing at school, too. We do participate in a few spring tournaments and have Saturday practices to stay in shape. That's the other thing. One of the spring tourneys we're supposed to participate in is in Las Vegas. o.O I mean, the Florida tourney is about a 14-15 hour drive, but VEGAS? Hello, other side of the country? On the other hand, I've never been to Las Vegas so if I can get the money together I'm totally not willing to miss that trip. Stupid wanderlust. Maybe I can visit Heidi Fleiss's planned male whorehouse - that's supposed to be somewhere in Nevada, right? I'm kidding, of course. Unless the guys are really hot. >.> *snickers*
I had been wondering how the team got a hold of two tickets to the Redskins/Cowboys game to raffle off because that is a big deal around here. Those tickets don't come cheap and they don't last long. It finally occurred to me that the father of one of the girls on the team was (is?) the trainer for the Redskins. Duh. Connections are a good thing. Now I just have to sell a bunch of tickets. Maybe we should do that in front of a grocery store. *thinks* Or maybe in front of Walmart. White trash forever, y'all! Walmartians love them some football!
Last night I was reading The Complete Idiot's Guide to Prayer (Yes, I am serious. It's actually a very good, informative, and illuminating book!) and I came across a prayer by St. Patrick:
Christ as a light, illumine and guide me. Christ as a shield, overshadow and cover me. Christ be under me. Christ be over me. Christ be beside me, on left hand and right. Christ be before me, behind me, about me. Christ, this day, be within and without me.
Anyway, first off, I like this prayer. I like its thoroughness. However, it started me giggling. Why, you ask? Because I got this vision in my head of an old Sesame Street episode where they were teaching about over, under, around, and through. Imagining Jesus on Sesame Street was a bit of a kick. Probably funnier in my head than on LJ, but it made me laugh.
Another prayer I'll share just because I feel like it is this Orthodox prayer for the Lenten season:
O Lord and master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, faint-heartedness, lust of power, and idle talk. But give rather the spirit of chastity, humility, patience, and love to thy servant. Yea, O Lord and King, grant me to see my own errors and not to judge my brother, for thou art blessed from all ages to all ages.
That one speaks to me very personally. I'm not really lustful for power, but the spirit of sloth and idle talk are pretty big parts of my life that I need to work on. That chastity bit would be useful about now, too.
Oh, and Emmie - did you notice the repitition in these prayers? I was thinking of our conversation when I was reading them.
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Las Vegas... eh. I've landed there in an airplane because I have an uncle who lives about a two hour drive (three hour?) from there. Vegas is one of those cities. I land, I get the rental car, I get out of town as soon as I can. It's really tacky. I got propositioned at about 2 a.m. one night when we had come back to catch our early flight out. Ahem. When I get a call at 2 a.m., I assume disaster has struck, not that some guy with a heavy foreign accent wants to come over and have some fun with whoever was in the room the night before.
"So can I come over?"
"No." (By this time, I am groggily sitting up on the edge of the bed.)
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know you." (And I hung up. I'm glad to say he didn't call back. But I still couldn't get back to sleep.)
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I know Vegas is a big, tacky place, but it's a big, tacky place I've never been. I'm almost always up for visiting new places, and I don't get to do it very often so I'd hate to miss the opportunity if I didn't have to.
You were very nice to the caller. I'd have had some choice words for someone who woke me up at 2:00.
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I love the St. Patricks Day prayer-- and I can imagine Jesus on Sesame Street as something highly amusing.
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He should be added to the casting.
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Those were really rough times financially and I put in mega overtime on acute care units to meet the bills.
BTW: I carry St. Patrick's Prayer with me all the time.
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I love St. Patrick's prayer. It just feels like it covers all the bases.