Diet Vanilla Coke, anyone?

My tastes seem to change all the time, some slower than others. Sometimes it just mutates. Like I love Coca-cola. But I used to just enjoy coke in it's pure form. Now I also like coke slurpees and rum in coke. So it's mutated. And I don't have to have that coke every day of my life anymore, like it seemed when I was a teenager. We used to go through coke really fast around our house, (still do, but surprisingly enough, not as bad) and it was a sure thing if you came over to our house that we would have coke. Now we don't even have coke in our fridge. We have all the free pop that Jeff gets from work, and most of that is just what is leftover from what no one likes to drink around here. Who likes Diet Vanilla Coke? Anyone? Shocker that we got it for free. Vanilla and Diet in the same sentence are an oxymoron.

Josh got his performance review yesterday and he is doing really well. His boss is really happy with him. We finally found a job that utilizes a lot of Josh's skills and abilities. What a relief. Thanks God. It is a total blessing to have a steady job.

It's interesting to see people grow-up and most of the time you have nothing to do with it. They just decide on their own that something needs to be changed and it happens. God works on their heart and you start to see a difference. Especially if it is someone who you have prayed for, for a fairly long time.

I know I'm not perfect, and a thought just occurred to me. I never really thought about if anyone has prayed for a change in me. I guess really I thought I didn't deserved to be prayed over and to be honest never thought about it all. I wonder if God has ever laid on someones heart to pray for me, especially in my rough times.

Just random thoughts.

Which comes to another thing. I have always felt like I am pretty anonymous. I could walk up to people from high school who I had talked to for years, and they had forgotten who I am. I used to be so crushed. Especially if I wanted to get to know them better. It's pretty rare when I talk to someone who knew who I was. In fact, only once have I met a guy who obviously knew who I was, that I never met in my life. I felt so bad that I didn't know who he was, simply because I know how it feels when no one knows who you are. I might have had him in one of my classes, but I've never talked with him, until just recently. I think he had a crush on me. I pretty much killed that when I told him I was married and a stay at home mom with 3 kids. Go figure. I'm not in the market for a love affair, I just found it interesting that there was a guy who liked me from afar. That doesn't happen to me, well, except just then. Usually it's the other way around. Okay, moving on. Seriously, I just don't leave a mark when I talk to people. So I've come to rely on that anonymity. Almost a safe ground. Like, oh, they'll forget me by next Tuesday, so anything I say will have no impact whatsoever. And that was until I came to Riverview, and suddenly everyone is calling Josh, Mel's husband. That is so completely weird to me. Seems wrong in fact. In a few years will I vanish again?

Now I'm wondering if I liked being invisible, after hating it for so long.

Nah, change is good.