I woke up this morning feeling like a super hero; ready to save my day from another boring blob of nothingness! I dashed out of bed...hopped into the shower...shampooed my hair...had a snack...got dressed...only to discover that I really didn't have anywhere to go!
Desperately not wanting to dwell in nothingness, I thought it a great idea to pay homage to the late Tina Marie (my ALL TIME FAVORITE FEMALE ARTIST). So I docked my iPod and played Tina's Ultimate Collection (if you don't have it, you need to get it). I danced and sang my little heart out. You couldn't tell me I didn't sound like Tina...especially on Fire and Desire. (Hater!) I know for sure I was jammin!
Parched from my Tina performance, I headed to the kitchen for something to drink. Much to my surprise (OK, I wasn't surprised. I never have any food) there was nothing in my fridge. I'm somewhat excited because now I have somewhere to go; to the grocery store...it's about time I stocked my fridge!
Inside Kroger, I'm still jammin to Tina in my head. I know the other shoppers were looking at me like I was on something.
SIDEBAR...Chips Ahoy are now $3.25 a pack...and they're smaller in size! Such a rip off. What happened to the economic recession? Imma need Nabisco to drop their prices!
PLEASE GET TO THE POINT KIM...
$106.51 later, I come out of Kroger and clicked my key fob to unlock my car door (it's cold outside. I need to hurry up and get these groceries in this car) Except the door isn't unlocking. What? (OK, take off your mittens Kim...you can't click the button with mittens on) I remove the mittens and try clicking again. Still...my car doors are not unlocking.
Two seconds from an anxiety attack: I start pulling on the door handle (not sure what this is going to do...well, it definitely makes me look like I'm trying to steal the car). It doesn't help that I'm talking to myself and using some profane words. Desperate to get in my car, I start looking around for someone to help. Wait! I don't know these people...and they don't know me. They looking a little rough. I'm not trying to get robbed in the parking lot (Damnit....imma be stuck at Kroger or worse...imma have to walk home because I don't know who to reach out to for help! I'm in Atlanta for petes sake!)
Now in full panic mode I begin to pray...God please allow this key fob to work or send someone who can help me...it's cold and I wanna go home!
Feeling helpless with a tiny tear in my right eye...I walk back into the store to ask someone...anyone...to come assist me with getting this key thing to work. Before I could get the words out of my mouth, the security guard gladly agrees to help. (He looks rough too but at this point it doesn't matter, I need some help) He walks me to my car, detaches the key from the clicker, puts it in the lock, turns it to the left and what do u know?...the door unlocks.
RANDOM THOUGHT...
...the entire time I'm going through this crazy ordeal I'm thinking to myself...If only I had a boo I wouldn't be out here trying to figure out who to call. I'd give my man a call and surely he'd come rescue me.
OK, BACK TO THE STORY...
I'm jumping for joy! Security helps me to load my groceries in the car. He tells me not to worry. This kind of thing happens from time to time. He said I'll need to take the key fobs to the Chrysler dealership to have them re-programmed. I thank him and drive off. Yes, I'm going home!
WHAT'S THE MORAL OF THE STORY KIM?
There isn't one. I just thought I'd share with you how my day started out great...turned sour for a minute...and after answered prayer...ended up being great again!
WAIT, THERE IS A MORAL TO THE STORY...
Don't go judging people based on how they look! You could very well be in the presence of an Angel. Don't laugh, its true. Hebrews 13:2, "Don't forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels." (NJKV)
THE OTHER MORAL TO THE STORY...
JESUS is all the boo I need! He ALWAYS saves the day!
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