Confessions of a Nose Ring Addict

1) I’m not picking my nose, but I’m just making sure that the hook doesn’t rotate out and turn into a big shiny silver booger.

2) When I sing, the stud rotates in my nostril from the resonance and vibration, causing aforementioned silver booger dilemma. This means that I often look like I’m picking my nose between songs during worship. How distracting!

2) I want another piercing. I wanted another one ten minutes after I got this one. I already know where…  Just need to talk to my man about it. Oh, and then find the money to make it happen.

3) I also want a tattoo. But that might not happen. Ever.

Any addictions you need to confess? You’re in good company… We here at my.com understand your plight. Just go ahead and share. Your secret is safe with us.

Strong…?

A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water. – Eleanor Roosevelt

2008 was a crazy year for me. A year that “turned up the heat” in my life. I’m six weeks into 2009, and have spent a bit of time reflecting on the past year.

If there’s anything I learned, it’s how incredibly strong and incredibly weak I am capable of being – both at the same time.

Looking back, I’m getting to know myself in a different way. I’m remembering and realizing things about myself that I wasn’t aware of before. And I’ve come to learn “who” I am in situations that I never expected to face. In some ways, I didn’t know I had it in me. In other ways, I thought I’d do better…

I’ve surprised myself, in good and bad ways.

Hi. My name is Mandy, and I’m still learning who I am… especially when life heats up.

What do you do when those moments strike? Those moments when you find yourself in hot water? Boiling in life? When the heat is turned up?

About Sunday…

Hey y’all! I had a blast this weekend. many many many amazing memories. wow…

I was blessed to be a part of the worship team at our home church this weekend. Fred McKinnon was gracious to put up with me! He’s an amazing worship leader and talented musician. I came in on Sunday morning, not having participated in Thursday’s practice, and it was a wild ride! To recap the morning, we made a “worship confessional” video, which was a trend among many worship leader bloggers a year or so ago.

Anyway, it’s a quick and hysterical way for y’all to hear how much “fun” I had on Sunday morning!

In all seriousness: it was a blessing to be a part of the team. I MISS it so much!!!

I’m outta here…

“Going to the chapel and they’re gonna get married.”

Sorry. That was cheezy. But it’s the best I can do on a Wednesday night when I still haven’t packed for Georgia.

Weather.com says it’s gonna be between 50 & 70 degrees this weekend. I can’t even remember what 70 feels like, much less how to dress on such warm days.

So, yeah, I’m going to Georgia for a wedding. I’m the Matron of Honor. Drew is opening the ceremony with a greeting and prayer. And my BFF is getting married. WHAT a weekend we’ll have!

Plus, I get to be a part of the worship team back home… Fred McKinnon invited me to join the crew for Sunday, and I’m so excited. It’ll be like a homecoming weekend for me!!!

I’ve got writer’s block like nobody’s business, so I’m out of ideas for keeping this blog going ’til then. I’m officially giving you the weekend off from blogging. :)

Until then, what are y’all gonna be up to this weekend?

See ya back here sometime Monday.

~mandy

11: A Good Day

Wrote this one on Monday. I was feeling kinda sorry for myself. Thinking through some of the wild stories of my life, and how I find myself saying: “Is this really happening!?”

Anyway, the tone literally started out as “life stinks,” but mid-way through I realized that I did NOT want present circumstances to ruin my day… That I was gonna have a good day whether life wanted me to or not.

Thus, the song progressed in its entirety. And I had a GREAT day afterwards!


Life is a long line of “I can’t believe this is really happening.”
A string of events of that rob me of what should’ve been reality
But, oh no, not this time…

It’s gonna be a good day. I can feel it.
Here it comes, a new day. I can hear it
…Call my name
…Come out and play.
It’s a good day.

I never knew bad could be so bad or sad could be so sad
When everything goes wrong – Is this the worst I’ve ever had?
But, oh no, not this time…

(Chorus)

& sometimes all the difference is looking at things differently.

It’s gonna be a good day. I can feel it.
Here it comes with the sun. Can you see it?
…Nobody move.
…Don’t change a thing.
It’s a good day.