Guess Who Is Coming to Dinner! Who would have ever guessed I would be laughing out loud at such an old movie! Last night, I stayed up and was delightfully suprised at the quality of comedy produced so long ago ( must have been in the 60's or 70's ).

Well, I woke up this morning feeling not so, well, hmm, downright sick. I have taken it easy. I tried to relax in the sun for a bit, but that wasn't relaxing. So, I came back to the house and have been crunching numbers for next year's tuition etc. Why are these things so stressful?!

All I know is that God has never led me astray. As long as I keep myself humbled, and in His word daily, seeking good council, He will guide me. But darn, it's so HARD sometimes!

Like this summer: Autumn and Jessica and I got the wild idea to move down to Arizona and work our brains out, living free of rent at Autumn's family's new town home. But are you freaking kidding me? Arizona evacuates in the summer. People die from the heat! All time spent is spent indoors with air conditioning blasting so as not to overboil your blood. Is that really what I want? I want to be with Autumn and Jess, but in the Lake of Fire? I just don't know.

So the option that always brings me back home is to crash at Amber's little pad, which entails a twin couch dwelling sort of thing with rods jamming through your back. But does that really matter? Amber is my family! I would love time this summer to just dive back into her life and continue in the Cherry Hill legacy! But . . . .

Where am I gonna work? Ponti's calls me and says they want me. I call back and they say to call back. So I do, and haven't heard a word since. Maybe I need to walk my tail in there and say I am here. Train me.

And this next paycheck coming in. Will it cover the bills I have next? My car insurance has gone down lower than ever and I am so blessed, but will I have enough money? My work requires a car, soon two of my three jobs will. But where will the money come from?

Money, money, money. I hate it. I just wish that as hard as I work, it would be seen, and the SPU financial people would say, okay, you deserve to not have to pay this much. And even though we just turned you down for another scholarship, we value you as a person and have decided to increase your academic scholarship.

BLAGGHHHH.

(using my best smooth jazz voice) . . . and this concludes another long set of smooth thought, from the up and coming Miss Cari. next up we have . . .