Erica (shimmer22) wrote,

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Yay, now my dad is here in New York :)

My dad can now say he's been to New York City. Quite an achievement, I'd say. And all it cost was about three tanks of gas. Getting thru New Jersey was the easy part. It was the getting into the Holland Tunnel where he got lost. I was on the phone with him while he was trying to figure out where he was. And it doesn't help that Tribeca and the West Village are ridiculously hard to navigate anyway. But I did manage to get him here :)

We spent Sunday afternoon moving most of my stuff into the back of a Chevy Trailblazer he had rented. I definitely brought way too much stuff, but oh well. So it takes two trips. No big deal :)

We spun the Cube at Astor Place. I showed him Union Square and Washington Square Park. We sat on a park bench and counted how many blonde men we saw. Which was one out of 35 males. See, my dad has long blonde hair. Long as in waist-length. So something he does is he looks for other blonde people. While we were on the phone earlier he said "New York has no blonde people." I said "Sure there are. Just most of them are dyed." So we tried to find a natural blonde male in Washington Square Park. Odd, yes, but still funny. And I noticed that there aren't that many blondes in New York. Natural at least. Seems we blondes are a dying breed. But we'll never die as long as people keep going to hair salons and buying fashion magazines :)

I showed him the view from the 9th floor of Kimmel. Then I showed him Times Square. And he got to ride the subway. This was his first time riding the subway in America. Cool :)

While in Times Square we decided to go to a movie. We saw The Sentinel, and I enjoyed it. It was kind of like 24 the Movie. A few people have told me I should watch that show because they thought I'd like it. Maybe I will someday. People have also said that about The West Wing. Anyway, my dad is a big Michael Douglas fan. His favorite movie is The Game.

Then we came back downtown and went to Uno's for dinner. I love their pizza. And my dad is from Chicago, so I wanted to know what he thought of the crust, hehe. After we ate, I walked him back to the car and he drove off. I was on the phone with him as he made his way out of the city. I guided him to the Holland Tunnel. He assured me that once he found the tunnel, he wouldn't get lost. Ha. I talked to him on the phone today and found out he got lost in New Jersey. Oh well, at least he did make it to PA safely.

Today was a nice relaxing day. I did laundry, the last two loads I'll ever do at Brittany. No more time in the dungeon for me. Then I had lunch at Downstein and went to the movies again. Today I saw Lucky Number Slevin. Which I also enjoyed. For some reason, the ending kind of reminded me of Dogville. This deliberate act of killing. Physically either doing it or giving the order.

I have a final tomorrow. But it should be the easiest final in the entire Einstein's Universe (ha).

A couple of days ago, I got a salad at Upstein. I wondered to myself, "I wonder if anyone would notice if I took two pieces of bread instead of one." Of course, I didn't take two pieces. I was just curious. Well, when I got to the register to pay, the woman charged me for two pieces of bread. Turns out I accidentally grabbed two pieces of bread. I just thought that was strange.

I love 1 Corinthians 13. "Love is patient." I just keep going over this verse in my head all the time. Love is patient. Meaning if I want love, I must be patient. God's time is not my time. I need to remember this. I need to pray for patience. I have desires. There are things I want. I just pray the desires in my heart are the same ones You have for my life. I'm alone but not lonely. I know I want to share my life with someone. I have an image. I just pray it is the same image You see. Probably not because God knows infinitely more than I do. I place my trust, my hope and my faith in You because I know You have a plan and a purpose for my life. You love me, more than I can possibly know. I love You with everything I am. Heart, mind, body, spirit, soul.

Another verse strikes me. "Now I know in part, but then I will know fully, as I am fully known." There is so much about my past I don't know. So many questions I want to ask. But asking them would be too painful for those who have the answers I seek. So I will wait. I will wait for God to reveal them to me. He knows what happened, He knows why it happened.

You may have beautiful eyes, but who's ever going to come close enough to notice?

I love my eyes. I love eyes in general.

I pray someone sees inside of me what no one else seems to notice. I want them to see God, of course, and I also want them to see me. See His love and what I can do with it.

I remember things other people have said. Long after they've said them, I remember them. And then one day, all of a sudden those sayings answer a question I have, or answer a prayer, or help me out in some other way. Amazing.

I love life. Praise God for it. Speaking of love, quote for the day is:
"Now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."
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