this sunday, after church i was invited to go to poverinos with a whole wack of awesome people. heres the best part...wait for it...k, im ready. i got to go on a motorbike! it made the trip sooo much more eventful and fun. we got to poverinos alive and well, ate some amazing pasta for only$5.25 and even managed to get free ice cream cake, because it was "codys birthday." when we left the resturant and stepped outside, i realized how beautiful the weather really was. it wasnt windy or cold. it was sunny and warm and way to nice to wear the coat i had worn on thw way there. coolest thing ever is that my coat fit perfectly into this convinient little compartment under the seat on the bike. could i ask for more? apparently. we pulled out of the parking lot and sped into a cat walk. it was so fun, but i felt kinda bad cuz my helmet kept hitting his, but im pretty sure that m already forgiven for that. there is really something about going somewhere on a bike. people stare thru their windows or from their bikes at you. ive never been started at quite that much in one day, but when i look back, how could i blame them. the driver of the bike i was on was nathan, and hes tall and dressed in leather with a black helmet. then theres me on the back in an overly-fuzzy blue sweater, leather driving gloves, (yeah, i wore driving gloves) and a green and black helmet that was so big it rested on the bridge of my nose. i has to contort my body just in order to see out of the stinkin thing. we were quite the pair, so why wouldnt people stare? yeah, that was a rhyme. read it again. thanks. so yeah, sunday consisted of church, athenian chicken on fettunccini, and a motorcycle ride complete with cat walks, leather, and an awkward rider. ( i wanted a better word than awkward, but the thesaurus gave me stuff like oafish and bulky, and i just didnt want to describe myself as such.) so theres my story about sunday.
(3) comments :: 7:36 PM::
k, first of all, thanks everyone for the great feedback and for being excited for me. since im such nice girl, maybe you wont get a support letter from me...maybe. just jokes. anyways, as many of you know, i attend a youth group in saskatoon on wednesdays called blaze. i love it more than words can describe. ive made so many new friends which i didnt think was possible in a youth group of that size, but its really worked out for me. thanks be to God! so i got accepted to bethany on tuesday and the next day i was at blaze telling all my friends. i was standing by mug up, a little place to buy drinks and chocolate bars and occasionally partake in free stuff, when my bud alan came up. i excitedly told him that i got accepted into my college and he didnt even smile! now, keep in mind before i tell you this story, that alan is the youth sponser that everyone knows and loves. alan is very much "that guy", and this was NOT the response i was excepting. anyways, so he looked at me with a sort of disgusted look and was like "you dont need college. you know what you need to do? at my house i have a big sink of dishes. wash them. then do all my laundry, and while youre at it, rub my back." i was in complete shock. then, the real shocker came. he actually said "work on the babies." i think my mouth was open. i had no words. if you know me, you know that that rarely happens to me. he was like "you-barefoot-pregnant-kitchen-now!" when i tried to say something, he cut me off with "did i say you could speak?" this was so not alan, and i hardly knew what to do with myself. i had to go home at that point, so jerilee and i walked very silently out of the church, but before i got to the door alan came and caught me in a hug. hes lucky im a nice person. wow, this is actually a funny story, as bitter as i sound. this was the biggest shocker ive ever experienced since i stared going to blaze (except for the time i got a motorcycle ride from a guy whose name i didnt even know). good times good times. alan, if you ever read this, i forgive you. much love everyone. hailey out.
(2) comments :: 10:27 AM::