Jesus loves the beer drinker, among other things.

Well, a little lapse in my posting has happened, for sure. The funny thing is that I have thought about making a new post multiple times, yet never have gotten around to it because I am just so busy doing nothing.

Have I talked about being married and poor yet? Of course I have. Along with the married (wonderful) and the poor (sad) comes no cable TV. Now, my husband is sick of hearing me whine about my inability to live without What Not to Wear, but it really is a serious issue. What is even more sad is the fact that my parents felt bad for me not having TV, so they offered to pay the cable bill. Now, since I just had this huge wedding and reception, and left them paying for that on top of my wonderful four years of college, I had to turn them down. My parents are wonderful and persistent, though, so they sent me a converter box in the mail. Not only does the name "converter box" sound sketchy, but also, THEY ARE SKETCHY. Apparently, here in Texas, all a converter box will get you is NBC. Now, thank God that NBC has Law and Order and Jay Leno to pass some time, but WHAT ABOUT ALL THE OTHER FREE CHANNELS?! Oh, wait, I don't want to lie - I also have the Asian channel and the Spanish channel... Which might be great, IF I SPOKE ANOTHER LANGUAGE. Dear NBC, stop playing so much golf. It sucks. You have to be truly boring to watch golf.

So, I moved to Texas, as I have mentioned before, and have no friends, and therefore no social life. On top of this, my husband works for two weeks at a time, so I feel like it is completely necessary to highlight the fact that I actually did something with real, live people this weekend. I took a tour of the wonderful Saint Arnold's Brewery with my dear friend Catherine and another one of her friends. There are a few important things to note about this: 1. I love beer. That may be tacky, or impressive, or both... But I really do enjoy beer a lot. 2. I have a super liver. It takes a very strong combination of liquor and beer to make me drunk. I owe this to some impressive partying my sophomore year of college, which I may get into sometime. Therefore, after those four delicious beers, I was not at all phased by the alcohol. Thanks, liver friend. However, the real highlight of this, that has just made me smile all day is the thought of how they stamped my hand with a stamp that said "Mmmmmmmmm Beer........." which has chosen not to wash off no matter how much scrubbing I do. So, therefore when I went to church today, I had to proudly own that beer stamp while I worshipped and passed the offering basket. Jesus still loves me.

If I say the rest, like the part of this college graduate being desperate enough to work as a part time nanny or the dream I had about one of my ex-roommates being possessed by the devil, I would undoubtedly have nothing to say later this week........ That's not true. Ridiculous happenings are part of my life and I will blog about them, because in the absence of friends, family, a husband, and a state that I know and love, I don't have too many people to bore with my thoughts.