While all of my girlfriends got diamonds and roses, I got a goldfish and a cactus!!
And THAT is why Ethan is perfect for me, he knows I'm not a diamonds and roses kinda gal, I'm a cactus and goldfish kinda gal. (Yes Mom and Dad, I will take care of this one and it won't end up in your garage, Promise!)
Actually, I got cactus seeds and sweet pea seeds...Now Ethan is calling me Cactus Jane and his Sweet Pea, and I'll have plants to represent his love for me. Sometimes I'm prickly like a cactus and sometimes I'm sweet like a pea. But predicting my phases at any given moment is about as easy as predicting the moon's phase at any given moment (see you'd have to Google that or look on your calendar!) which is why he also calls me Luna.
Speaking of the moon, I am so tired!! I love sleeping, it's seriously my number one hobby. You could say I am the queen of sleep. But lately I've been having nightmares every night!!! Which got me thinking. As Children of God we are promised good sleep, did you know that?!
when you lie down, you will not be afraid; when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
I think that covers nightmares as well as insomnia. So start declaring sweet sleep over your nights, because you've already been promised it!
For Valentine's day Ethan took me to this little hibachi grill in LR. Benihana's or something. I am terrified of hibachi grills!!! Seriously, not my idea of a good time. I hate fire, I hate knives, especially when they're being flipped, and I hate being teased by someone I can't understand. Thankfully, our cook barely even talked to us, so I could enjoy my night.
On the way home while we were jamming out to Jesus Culture, my new favorite band :) I got to looking out the car window, and you know when that happens I'm about to realize something profound. And sure enough, this time was no exception.
I'm going to tell you even if you don't want to hear.
My thought processes: (a peak inside Brandy's brain)
Me and Ethan are about to be really poor
Dad and Mom used to be really poor
Dad used to work for MCI, they were poor then
I'm so glad he got that job at IBP (Iowa Beef Processors, Iowa Beef and Pork, I am Bob Peterson, no one really knew what it stood for)
I am so glad Tyson bought IBP and Dad is so awesome he was one of the few selected to move
Did I just say I'm glad we moved?
*glance at Ethan, drumming on the steering wheel*
Yeah, I'm glad we moved.
OMG! John Tyson didn't know this, but when Tyson bought IBP it was because God needed us to move to Arkansas because I needed to meet Ethan here. John Tyson, you did it all for me!!!!!
Moral of the story, our steps are ordered. Every teeny tiny step is ordered.
What if Dad had picked a different major, taken a different job??? Well, I mean, somehow everything in God's plan would've still worked out, but are you getting this?!?! Things that we don't think matter, DO!! Things that we think matter, matter more than we think!!
Everything happens for a reason :)