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Saturday, November 17, 2007 ( 2:29 AM ) shut up christine HOLY MOLY i am blessed. the universe has decided to shower me with gifts. i think i'm going to collapse from the weight yesterday i was manning a booth with Madhavi to spread the word about BTC. we were giving out Tsunamikas, which are these tiny hand-made dolls sewn together from scraps by women who survived the tsunami in India. People kept asking us how much they cost, and we kept saying freeeeee! a woman gets out her checkbook and we tell her we're not accepting donations today... she presses a $40 check into my hand anyway. * * * on thanksgiving we're preparing a meal for 200 people at a homeless center. for the last few weeks we've been trying to solicit ingredients and/or gift certificate donations from grocery stores, with very little luck. today, Trader Joes says they will give me about $30 worth of groceries. i walk down an aisle trying to figure out what to buy, and one of the store managers runs up to me with a cart. we start throwing things into the basket...what about this what about that do you want some of this? i say can i get corn? OK! and we practically fly thru the store like contestants in Supermarket Sweep. i look at our cart and i ask him is this too much? he says let's get more... when we get to the checkout i'm $20 over. i look at him and he says "good, girl" then he's gone! he zips off with the receipt, i barely have time to say thank you. * * * i'm looking for Thanksgiving decorations for the event, 99 cent store doesn't have much of a selection so i go with natural beauty: leaves and sticks. i drive around on random errands and all of a sudden it seems the streets are littered with orange and gold leaves! Even the trees give me gifts! on my way home i get out of my car to collect pinecones. * * * someone is not letting me pay. so when i go out to eat with BTC, magically my bill is paid. when i get to the counter, the cashier won't take my money. or the waitress tells me that an anonymous person has covered me. i know its Sukh!! I know its him, most of the time. but it still happens even when he's not there. speaking of, tonight sukh cut in front of me at the parking structure exit, then when i pulled up to the kiosk, the parking attendant smiled and told me to go through because sukh had paid my parking fee. do you see what i mean? all the time.... * * * i'm leaving for Sri Lanka next month... my mom doesn't approve, and occasionally she will let me hear it. when am i going to start working again? that's a popular question too although her words disapprove sometimes, at the end of the day her actions support me 100% and the reality is, i know that i would not be going, if not for my parents. i could not volunteer full time right now, if not for my parents. i know i'll have to go back to work eventually, but this time right now is a gift everyday is a gift and i am collapsing..... #
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