London Bridge is Suppose to Fall, Not My Tears!

Today really tested my Christian disposition... I had to hold my tongue and smile, when the guy driving the "God Fearing Brothers" trailer cut me off on the highway. I needed to hold my tongue when the girl in the fast lane, decide that the set speed of 60 MPH was too fast... So we drove at a speed of 54 MPH from downtown Spokane to the Valley, pacing a 18 wheeler next to me. ARGH!!!! The best situation though... Picture this... I am always late... I mean always! Don't know why, I just am. So running out the door late to meet Carol at the concert, I realize... I don't have my ticket. Nope. My dear ticket was sitting in the middle console of my car, so I wouldn't forget it the night of the concert. Funny... how today I would have my dad's truck to move and my car was way up north!!! I was irritated to say the least. I really wanted to say some nutty things under my breathe... I didn't. I turned on the radio and sang to some DC talk song and laughed at myself because had it been anyone else... I would laughed at them, thinking "Man what luck!" lol wink wink

Well, I made it to the concert late. :) Told you ~ Always late.

I found my dear Carol and got to singing along with Brandon. Totally knowing every song and word... I thought to myself, "okay... I think I have taken this crush a little too far!" Funny thing.... Brandon... He's 5'6 maybe 5'7 (I'm 5'11 and I love to wear heels)! My dreams were crushed, I can't marry a man shorter than me. I know.... Shallow but really... I think a man should be taller than his girl and stronger! I don't know why but that just screams sexy to me.

Anyways... After the shock of how shorter he was, wore off!

Brandon got me crying. Bawling would be the best way of describing it and I felt stupid. He had to go and sing London. All my feelings of a past love, came billowing up and I found myself praying... God why can't you teach me to lose this love? Why does it still hurt, if you wanted me to let go? WHY do I still cry? Why? As I sat there crying and trying not to draw attention to myself... I still love my Superman! With all my heart. Wow... When I get upstairs and meet the Big Guy... We are going to talk. Couple of topics on the list!

1) My Superman... Why then? Why Now? why Not? just a few of the questions... the list could go on though.

2) My hair... I think I should be a red head... God thinks I should be a Blonde... Funny thing, God is winning because no matter how much money I put into this head of hair of mine... I always end up a blonde, when it is all said and done.

3) yeah... let's be real... this list could go on too! God I think will have to tell me to breathe a couple of times too! lol wink wink

SO I didn't get my picture with Brandon because my make-up... Well, my eyes were down by my cheecks. I wasn't looking too hot and I really didn't want to explain to the world for years to come.... Christina, Why do you look like you were crying... lol wink wink Oh... I wish you could learn not to love but then... I wouldn't be me! I still love him and even though I try to tell myself that I am cool. I realized tonight, that I keep myself busy just so I don't think about Superman and how hurt I am. WOW.... That was a hard cookie to chew tonight. I thought I was strong but now... starting to think... Man, Love kicks everyone's butt, even mine!