I finally caved in...

so there i was today having coffee with a good friend of mine, vicki courtney. an hour later she had convinced me to take on the internet sport of blogging. at first, i was hesitant because i thought "who on earth would want to read what i have to say?" and then i was sold. too many hilarious, random, and awkward things happen to me to keep them to myself. thus, the birth of my blog which will be entitled "so there i was..." because this is how all good stories start anyway. 

first blog entry, i have decided to dedicate to my dog, gabby. most people blog about their kids and since i'm without child for the moment (and many future moments), i will blog about my pup. who we will refer to from here on out as the gabster. 

so there i was singing at a nursing home in austin... i try and hang out with nursing home peeps on as much of a weekly basis as possible. i started doing this because i realized that pure and undefiled worship is caring/visiting orphans and widows. so if i'm a worship leader, i should probably tap into this. so i go and hang out with the predominantly widowed residents at the nursing homes. i sing for an hour and its a bunch of fun. at first none of them could hear me so of course i started bringing amplification. now some of them think its too loud, but ya just can't please everyone. so i do my best. 

but one day i was encouraged by the director to bring the gabster. i was told she could hang out in the patio area where no residents would be. so i stuck her out there with her favorite toys and some water, like every good dog mom does. 

little did i know, but one of the residents who we will call herbert, decided to venture out onto the patio. unbeknownst to him, gabby was waiting with bated breath for a new friend. herbert strolled out there accompanied by his walker hoping to enjoy a quiet afternoon alone with the trees. what he didn't know is that his walker would be gabby's new obsession.

what is on the bottom of walkers? yes, two bright shiny and new tennis balls. chaos ensued. gabby decided that those would be her new toys. she mischievously runs up to herbert and steals the tennis balls off his walker. must i say that herbert was definitely off his rocker, so to speak, at this point due to the anger? 

so herbert is freaking out trying to chase my dog down, but he can't "chase" because the walker doesn't move without the tennis balls. so he runs in place and gabby runs all over the patio so proud of her new accomplishment. he yells at her over and over again calling gabby an assortment of names she hasn't heard often. she could not be stopped, however. thankfully some of the staff came outside to wrangle in the prodigal puppy. the balls were recovered and given back to their rightful, yet perturbed owner. 

spiritual application: at this point, you are just supposed to hopefully get a laugh out of this. the spiritual application may come later or it may not. disclaimer: not all blogs will have specific spiritual undertones. after all, everything is spiritual right? but suffice it to say that herbert is no worse for the wear, gabby is a happy puppy, and i'm an embarrassed yet blogful mother.