And let there be: Crazy stories that inspire.

WELL...
I guess I sort of have what I planned what I was going to write about today. Let's see where it takes me.

I think about my brilliant ideas for my brilliant blog right when i'm starting to fall asleep. Then, if I don't feel too lazy, I get up, get out a pen, and a piece of paper, and write the date, and random words to describe what I'm going to write about. That's why I always have a piece of paper and a pen in my nightstand, and chap stick, don't forget the chap stick... lol.
Okay. Well, yesterday, me and my Grandma were sitting on the couch, watching Dr. Phil (shut up) and they were dealing with all of their drama crap and stuff about dealing with married couples who wanted a divorce, and if they should get a divorce or not. Then, commercial came on, and I asked my Grandma (after a big long discussion in my head if I should or not) if she ever wanted to divorce my Grandpa. Okay, so i'll leave that alone, (haha) but I do want to say (and what i'm trying to get up to) is the story of when she met my Grandpa, and how amazing it was. Okay so, this is a pretty sweet story, My Grandma, started dating this random guy, when she was 13-17. (I know, long, and YOUNG. It was like the fifties? I haven't even had a real relationship :P) Okay, well then she broke up with him. She was depressed, but she decided she was going to get the perfect man, so, she prayed the St. Joseph prayer, at Mass, for a week. She decided on that because she thought Joseph, was a great husband to Mary, and a great Father, and that's what she wanted. So, on to the last day, her friend Kathy called her up, asking her if she wanted to go see a movie. My Grandma said yes, but she needed to go to the church first to pray her final prayer. So, after her final prayer, they went to the movies, but they wouldn't let them in, because they looked too young, so they dared each other, to go to the dance hall, around the corner, and try to sneak in, and that's where she met my Grandpa,. and you know... they actually got pregnant with my Dad, before marriage, and all of the grandkids now, actually call him "Saint Grandpa" Because he is so even-tempered.
Okay, well I told Margie that, since her and me have really actually been praying for our future husbands since, well mostly this year, (lol) because, we have no idea who he is, but we know certain qualities that we want in a guy.I have always said I want to marry a guy like my Grandpa, (because I love his qualities as a husband/father) and really he is just amazing. So, now how ever lame that is, me and Margie are, well, praying, and, well you get the point. I really love having Margie as a friend in that respect is because we can really talk about everything and anything, and I wasn't embarrassed telling her about it, and she was excited about it, and since we have been praying diligintley for the last couple of months, this really has been nice. Okay, I was planning on talking about the most nastiest Subway, but, I don't feel like complaining. So, there ya go.