Look at how she shines.

New Year's Eve is coming soon. I love that night. It's romantic. It's exciting. It's magical. I'm a fan of dressing up, counting down, and celebrating. I want to wear a shimmery dress and dance with Drew all night long. So I hope you can pull out your favorite sparkly item and rock it all night long.

Drew's flying in tomorrow morning. It's going to be romantic. It's going to be exciting. It's going to be magical. I can hardly wait.

A White Christmas.

You heard me right. A white Chritmas in Texas. Our Lord is amazing. It's Christmas Eve, I'm at work, and it's okay, becuase there's snow outside. That makes even the simplist things magical. Hot chocoalte is sweeter, glittens are warmer, and hats are a necessity. Definitely my kind of weather.

Although, this is another idea of a magically white Christmas to me. In a different sense, but still just as cozy.

Let's Go Out.

As I sit at my desk at work, stamping deposits and counting cash, I can't help but browse the web. I even get lost a few times. But I just had to share the treasures I found today.

Doesn't that make you want to get all dolled up and hit the town with your handsome man on your arm? Cause it sure makes me want to. Since I do have the most handsome man of them all.

Cold Hands and The End.

Spills:
Cold Hands- For some reason unknown to me, my hands are always cold in the wintertime. When my hands are always frozen, it's just simply hard to function. I guess I could wear gloves everywhere I go but that makes it even harder to grab things, stamp things, and type things, all of which help to bring in my paycheck. So that'd be a no on the gloves every minute of every day, although I do wear them whenever I can. And I mean the glittens are nice around the house, but let's face it, those aren't professional no matter what kind you get.

My Broken Chair- My chair broke at work yesterday, like the thing we rest our feet on. It was loud. It was embarassing. It was not my fault. Everyone looked at me like "Really Macy? That was loud and we're trying to shop online and read the news." So I just kept my eyes forward and continued admiring some great photography. But I will say, the blood did began to rush to my feet rather quickly, so yes, I did switch my chair with Sam's after she left.

Country Music Radio- Do you think they realize they play the exact same songs every hour? If I hear the words "Baby what are we becoming.." start a song again, there's really no telling what I'll do.


Toasts:
The End of the Semester- It's a thrilling feeling to be finished. And to know I'm improving. I don't even know what to do with myself when I'm home or just sitting at work. I feel like I need to be writing a paper or studying, but yes, it does feel good to just sit and not have to figure out any finance problems that really hurt my brain.

My Sweet Roommates- It's been fun to just hang out with them and study together or catch a good show. The house will sure be quiet without them over Christmas break. No tap taping from Hope's Makeup, or Shae's alarm going off, or Meredith trying to sing whatever song she last heard. I just love those girls.

Picture Texts from my Boy- He's sweet. Just so sweet. I miss him more everyday. Honestly. The picture texts remind me how adorbale he is and how stinkin lucky I am. So very very lucky.

Just a Little Piece.

Drew left his shoes. And I've left them there. I told him I'd mail them, and it's on my -to-do list. But I like having them in my room. I'm hoping he'll make an emergency trip to Texas becuase it's "National Wear Your Rainbows Day" and he won't have his. I'm hoping that since they're sitting there, it means he went out in his Asics and he'll be back from a run later. But of course none of those things are the case. So instead, they just sit there and stare at me. It's not like it's a sweatshirt that smells like him, or a T-shirt I can sleep in at night. It's just his shoes, which are about three sizes too big. But they still make me smile everytime I come into my room and almost trip on them. Or when I'm picking up all the other shoes thrown around my room, and I decide to leave those there. It helps the whole missing him like crazy thing, but only a teensy tiny bit.

My Constant Prayer.

"My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to your word.

When I told of my ways, you answered me; teach me your statutes.

Make me understand the way of your precepts, and I will meditate on your wondrous works.

My soul melts away for sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.

Put false ways far from me and graciously teach me your law.

I have chosen the way of faithfulness; I set your rules before me.

I cling to your testimonies, O LORD; let me not be put to shame.

I will run in the way of your commandments when you enlarge my heart.

Teach me, O LORD, the way of your statutes; and I will keep it to the end.

Give me understanding, that I may keep your law and observe it with my whole heart.

Lead me in the path of your commandments, for I delight in it.

Incline my heart to your testimonies, and not to selfish gain.

Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways.

Confirm to your servant your promise, that you may be feared.

Turn away the reproach that I dread, for your rules are good.

Behold, I long for your precepts; in your righteousness give me life."

Psalms 119:25-40

If I could wear that on a poster board tied with shoe string around my neck, I would. Those words motivate, calm, and heal me. Oh, how I love the word of the Lord.