This Sounds a Little Like Venting

I want to write about something, but I am not sure want to write about at the moment. I want to write pretty regularly, at least a few times a week.
My mom has been been a secret friend to someone at church for the past couple of weeks. She has been leaving this person a gift every week for the past few Sundays.
And now Sunday night at church someone left a gift for Jamison. So our Sunday night class decided since it was such a fun thing to do, we drew names and we all are going to be, and have, secret friends for Christmas.

Yesterday at work we had a situation. One of the interesting incidents of the Optometry memoirs.
There is a patient that comes to the office that thinks his is a celebrity. I think he is a little crazy.
I have never heard of this man. My aunt and uncle, who I work for, have never heard of him outside the office.
Apparently he won a Dove award for new Christian artist of the year some years ago or something like that. And apparently, that is the only thing his has talked about ever since.
When I started working their he had his assistant call the office to make an appointment for him. I answered the phone and the man said something like, “I'm the assistant for the Dove artist of the year winner “So-in-So”.” And the man something else along those lines. And by this time I am confused. I had no idea who or what his is talking about. I asked him how I could help him. He said this “so-in-so” wanted a appointment that day. I remember thinking “You spent 1 minute telling me about this persons awards when you could of just told me his name and I could of found in the computer in two seconds.” I gave the phone to my aunt because the assistant seemed to be more interested about telling me about “so-in-so's” up coming tour than about setting up an appointment.
He insisted that he had to be seen that day, so my aunt told him to come in after lunch.
When we got back from lunch I saw the “celebrity”. I still had no idea who he was. He looked like any other patient coming into the office. It didn't take me long to find out the only thing he had in common with a real celebrity was the size of his ego.
When he was sitting in the waiting room I heard him tell some of the other patients a story. He was telling about a person that did his lawn work, I think, and how they said they would sue him for something or another. “So-in-So” said, “Now you have to remember I am a nationally know celebrity. Do think it would be wise to take me to court?” I almost laughed out loud.
And he has been a pain in my butt anytime he comes in. If you make him an appointment a couple of days in advance he'll be a no show. Then he will call another day and insisted on being seen that day.
One time, he told my aunt not to sell his number to the National Enquirer.
I told her it would be hard to resist the 25 cents they would offer.
Anyway, my point is, he's a prima-donna. (If you you haven't caught that already.)
In August he had an exam. His new insurance is a company we are not providers for. My aunt told him this. And she explained that he would have to pay cash and then file his insurance himself.
Why she did this, I don't know, but she let him have the exam a contact fitting, and ordered glasses all without making him pay before hand. He had a bill for over $300 when we were done, and she let him walk out.
The beginning of November he walked in the office wanting to sell some D.V.D.'s of some of his performances for $30, when he has yet to paid one dollar on his bill. Another lady that works at the offices actually bought one.(Gag!) Now this man will brag to your face that his is a multi-millionaire. But he can't spare $300.
He came into the office yesterday evening and wanted us to just give him a pair of contacts. He didn't want to pay for them. He wanted to be given a pair.
My aunt said, “Not until you pay your $300 bill.” Looking at his face you would think he had been slapped. He said, “You don't have to get nasty”.
I thought to myself, “If you want to seen nasty, you can talk to me. I'll show you what nasty is”. But I remained quiet and let my aunt deal with it.
After having a hissy-fit. He finally got a credit card and paid, but insisted on specking to my uncle, the doctor.
We could hear him say he never would expect to be treated like this in a doctors office. He asked for copies of his records and said his is never coming back. I almost started dancing, I was so happy.
But the main thing about this poor man that irritates me the most is that he goes around telling people he is a CHRISTIAN singer. As a Christian it is embarrassing to be associated with people like him. I never want to be like that.
I guess as a Christian I should pray that he will get right with God and everyone else.
(As a Southerner this is where I say, “Bless his heart”.)

A Painting by Hannah

I wanted to write a post tonight, but I didn't have enough time to finish it. So I'll save it for later.

Here is a painting of mine. I think it is about 4 years old.

"The Loving Hand" by HannahClair789

Cooking, Thanking, Eating and a Movie

We had a very nice Thanksgiving. I like to cook, and I LOVE to eat. And we had a lot of good food.
I have always loved Thanksgiving. I love the colors of the trees. I like to joke around with my family.
And, as I said before I love to eat.

This year I made coconut cake, mash potatoes and biscuits. The recipe for the coconut cake is very good.
It's called,
Three Day Sour Cream Coconut Cake

The ingredients are,
1 pkg. Yellow butter cake mix
2 c. sugar
1 (16 oz.) carton sour cream
1 (10 oz.) carton whipped topping (thawed)
1 (12oz.) pkg. Frozen coconut (thawed)

Prepare cake according to directions. Bake in 2 layers. When cake is completely cool, spit layers in half. (I don't spit them.)

Combine sugar, sour cream and coconut, blend well. Save a cup of sour cream mixture.
Spread remaining mixture between split layers. Put a lot between layers.

Combine the cup of sour cream mixture with whipped
topping. Spread on top and sides of cake.

Seal in container and leave in refrigerator for 3 days before serving.

And I am telling you this is some GOOD cake.
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We saw the movie “Lars and the Real Girl” on Thanksgiving too.
That is such a good movie. It's funny and sweet. My whole family really enjoyed it.
It's about Lars, a very sweet but shy loner, who lives in his brother and sister-in-laws garage.
One day he brings home his new girlfriend , Bianca, to meet his family. And to the family's surprises , Bianca is a very real looking sex doll. And even more to their surprise, Lars believes she is a real person.
After specking to a doctor, who tells the family they should go along with Lars' delusions until they find out what the problem is, his brother and sister-in-law convince their whole town to go a long with Lars' belief that Bianca is real.
My self , my mom, my dad and both brothers really enjoyed this movie. It's only playing limited release, but if it is playing in a theater near you, you should see this movie. Or at least rent it when it comes to DVD.

That Makes Me Want to Go to Heaven

At church last night we had a community Thanksgiving service with three other churches. I got to sing with Erin, another lady from my church. We sand a song called "If That Don't Make You Want to Go" by The Isaacs.
Here is the video. I know there are a couple of long interludes, and we just stand there and don't do anything. We are in a Baptist Church, and most of the older people don't like people to dance in church, so we didn't know what to do.





Here are the lyrics


John saw a golden city/ New Jerusalem come down
Twelve jasper walls and gates of pearl/ Such spender all around
And he tells about a river of life that flows beneath the throne
Where we'll drink and live eternally in a mansion all our own

(Chorus)

Oh, If that don't make you want to go, brother
If that don't make you want to go, sister
If that don't make you want to go to heaven
I don't know what does

They say there is no heartache there/ And know more curse of sin
No sickness and no cross to bear and death can't enter in
No fighting and no battle fields, no war no enemies
where the lamb and lion lay side by side in that land of perfect peace

Chorus

No worries/ No more to fear/ Our faith will be made sight
It's a glorious land of endless days and Jesus is the light
Got a lot of friends and love ones there, and the Savior I will meet
And I'll lay my crown of jewels down when I bow at Jesus' feet

Chorus 2 X

My Summer Mission Trip

Here is the is the video that I and my brother, Jordan, made. It is of our mission trip to Grifton, N.C. this summer. Our church youth group went.

How Do You Answer The Phone?

Well, today I got paid for the first time in four weeks. I normally get paid every other week. But my grandfather passed away 3 weeks ago, so I wasn't working those days. Then I was on the cruise after that. So I was glad to see that check.

I have worked in that office for almost 2 ½ years now. I'm glad that I have the job, and that I get to work with nice people. And the fact that they are family is nice. But it can be somewhat stressful dealing with people who need visual aid. But, thankfully, I gained some funny stories from the people I have met in that office.

The first week I started working there, I was calling patients to confirm their up coming appointments. The last patients for that day were a mother and her two children. I called there home number. It rang a few times, and then I thought I heard the phone pick up. At first I didn't hear anything. Right when I was about to say “Hello?”, I heard something very faint on the other end of the line. I listened closer. It sounded like a man breathing. I still didn't say anything, but I kept listening. I started to realize that the breathing I heard was more the just breathing,,, that sounds like moaning. But it was still very quite. I stayed on the phone. “Why? I am not sure. I guess it was because I really wasn't sure if it was moaning or not. And I didn't know the proper etiquette for that circumstance at the time.” I still had not said a word. I started to think “ This is kind of funny”. I had not yet been offended.
About 8 seconds after our “conversation” started, he cleared his voice nervously, and say “Hello?”.
I answered “This is Dr. P__'s office. And I was just calling to confirm D___, M___ and J___'s appointment with us.”
He gasped and said “I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Thought you were my WIFE!”. I told him it was okay. I didn't tell him that mom my was going to laugh so hard when she hears this story.
I wonder if he told his wife why he doesn't answer the phone with dirty talk anymore?

Yep! There are some very interesting people that come to that office.

Want To Try Something Funny?

My brother found this video the other day. We all thought it was so funny. The next day he found this site. http://www.dailyhaha.com/
Go to the “soundboards” link. It has a tone of different voices you can use to call people with. We *67 our number and called a few people we know. The last family we called are really good friends of ours, and they stayed on the phone with Mr. Rogers for 8 minuets. SOOO FUNNY! That made my day. I only used Mr. Rogers. He seemed the most believable to me.

Try To Avoid Hurricanes While Cruising

My family and I went on a cruise a couple of weeks ago. This was my first cruise as was my brothers and my grandmother, my parents have been on only one cruise before this one. We left port at Charleston, S.C. and were to sail to Bermuda and be there half a day on Tuesday all day Wednesday and half a day Thursday.
Well for one thing, Sunday, the night we left port, was very rough. So rough that I woke up at about 1:00 am thinking that the ship was going to sink and we all would have to abandon ship. Without saying you could understand that I did not sleep very well that night. And the rest on Monday was very rough. It was hard to walk on the boat.

These were taken on Tuesday, I think. The weather calmed down enough for us to take these.

We didn't make it to Bermuda until 5:00pm on Tuesday. The weather was fine then. We made port at St. George.

That night we got off the boat a had supper at a restaurant right were we made port. I think it was called "The White Horse”. It was good. I tried escargot for the first time. I liked it.

I know. Our mom made fun of us for looking so happy while we were in stocks. We were just that happy to be off the ship.

We walked around St. George for about two hours and then went back on the ship because it was getting dark and all the shops were closing.


The next day, Wednesday, at 7:00 am they left St. George and went to Hamilton. We made port at about 9:00 am. That is one gorgeous place.

Nice yacht,, huh?

We got to ride a horse and buggy

We had to get back on the ship at 4:30 pm that day and leave Bermuda because of hurricane Noel.
So we had about 8 hours on Bermuda soil. Yeah, I was disappointed, but at least I got to see some of Bermuda.
They way back was rough, not as bad as the trip to Bermuda though.
Next time I hope we plan a cruise when hurricane season is over.

Videos I Love

This always makes me smile



I made this video last summer. You get to see my lip-syncing skills




This is my brother Jordan. Very funny.

Introducing.....Me

My name is Hannah. I am a 18 year old girl from a small town, that is growing very fast into a big city, in the USA. I am here to post my views and thoughts on just about anything. I am a Christian. I f you don't like that then to bad. I am, on some occasions, funny, whether intending to be or not.
I work as a receptionist at an Optometrist's office. The doctor is married to my aunt, who works in the office as well. I have helped out in the office, on and off, since I was 11. But have been working there part time for 28 months now. I have learned to both like it a little bit and almost hating it simultaneously. You might not believe me when I say this, but I deal with some very interesting people in my job. A lot of the patients are “normal”. But I think most of them are crazy people who were told by there insurance companies to go to Dr. P's office and make Hannah's job harder. But this is an unproven theory of mine.
I was home-schooled all my life by my parents. People wonder wondered at first hearing about my schooling if I was unsocialized and awkward. And then would quickly realize after talking to me for just a couple minuets that I am not afraid of speaking or meeting new people. I am.....(sigh) a ham. (I can't help it.)
I have two younger brothers. Jordan, 17, and Jamison, almost 15. My parents wanted kids that were close in ages, they just didn't plan on having their second child 11 months after their first.
The first day my mom went out with Jordan and I by herself was the day she bought a pregnancy test that showed she was pregnant with Jamison.
Well, maybe that is enough for now. I just wanted to give you a feel for who I am