Ricky, don't lose that number. Again. You stooge.

I just stumbled across this blog and the post today, about
singing old hymns, jumped out at me. I absolutely know
what this lady is talking about.
Haven't you had a similar experience?
Isn't it marvelous how the Holy Spirit reminds us
of things? Encourages us? Comforts us?
And that reminds me why it is so important for me
to be filling the heads of my little babes with things
like Scripture and hymns and all those things that
meet the "whatsoever things" criteria.

It's "later that same day"
(that stinky day I was moaning about earlier)
and I am trying to get in a better frame of mind.
I am going to seek out some encouragement
where I know I can find it without fail.

Maybe tomorrow or some other day in the future
when I am not mad and grumpy and hot
and when I am able to make a joke about it,
I will tell you how aggravated I am with the people
at ABEKA books. Ugh.
I just can't even think about it right now.
Let me just say this if you are
in customer service or deal with the public,
simply saying "I'm sorry" when the company
you work for or represent is
RAINING all over some one's parade,
just saying those words, well, it goes a long way.
Because RICKY at ABEKA could have said that today
and I would be a lot less mad right now.
But he didn't say it.
Or admit that it was his fault
that my well planned first few weeks of school
are now messed up.
I would like to kick Ricky in the shins right now.