The navy tank top

23 Oct

Around seven years ago I bought two identical tank tops — one was black, one navy. Both were equally awesome because they were fitted and had wide sequin stripes across the front in the same color as the fabric. Figured I’d wear the black one more, but that kind of became the problem. I wore the navy tank once and put it in the laundry. I know I wore it. I know it went in the wash. But after that it’s all a blur.

I needed it, went looking for it, couldn’t find it, had to change my whole outfit. Next time I needed it, I gave myself a little extra time to look for it thinking I was just in too big of a hurry the last time. Couldn’t find it, had to change my whole outfit. So it went on my list — you know, the list of projects you keep that are 100% dependent on how much time and energy you have to do them, ordered by your life’s priorities — and since one silly tank top is not as important as pretty much anything else, it took me a while to find the time to tear the house apart to find it. STILL no top. It was so unfair. I never needed the black one. Every spring/deep cleaning I continued to look for it. And I prayed. About my tank top.

Yes, I prayed about a tank top.

“When I look at the night sky and see the work of Your fingers–the moon and the stars You set in place–what are mere mortals that You should think about them, human beings that You should care for them?” (Psalm 8:3-4, NLT)

Who knows how many times I cleaned out my closet, added to my pile of donations, gave things away. But there was this one pile that for some reason I just couldn’t seem to get out the door. This week I decided I needed a few of those pieces back in my wardrobe (yes, I broke the cardinal rule of closet cleaning…don’t judge me), so I dropped them in the washing machine this morning. The load finished, and I pulled the pieces out to hang dry. I reached in the machine and pulled out the navy blue sequin stripe fitted tank top. I could not believe it. How many years have gone by? The only thing I can figure is that it must have somehow been inside one of the other pieces — you know, the pieces that have been hung and un-hung, folded, boxed, refolded and reboxed repeatedly without me ever feeling anything unusual inside/around/between/anything else them. Right.

So I’m standing in front of the machine holding the tank top, making noises somewhere between laughing and shrieking, scaring the neighbors who can hear the bizarre sound through my open back door, and my heart is bursting with joy: God answers prayer. Continue reading

Hillsong brings worship to us…no passport required

18 Oct

Fact: All roads lead to Oklahoma.

It may seem crazy, but it’s true. It never ceases to amaze me who walks through our door on any given day, and I’ve just found it to be entirely true that it’s never a question of if but when people will make their way to Oklahoma. We say, “Wait ten minutes and the weather will change.” Ok…how about, “Wait ten minutes and someone who lives on the other side of the world will walk in and rock your world.” Continue reading

Note to self:

2 Aug

 

Woke up at 4:30am today sick in spirit and body…and with this important newsflash for myself. So today I’m going to try to keep in mind that I am not a failure for not being able to change the world and make everything right. I will be a success when I allow Him to…especially in me.

Many blessings on your time with Him today!

“Touch the Sky”

12 Jul

A little Sunday grace… Lovely.

“I touch the sky when my knees hit the ground…

I found my life when I laid it down.”

 

And if you live in the OKC area, run — don’t walk — to Crossings Community Church to get your tickets for the Hillsong Concert on Saturday, October 17 at 7:00pm. Hope I get to see you there!

And here I thought I’d have all this time on my hands…

19 May

Now that I’m between jobs I thought there’d be plenty of time to find a new job, catch up on projects, write a few screenplays, read a few books and nap a lot. Not sure where I got that idea:

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Liquidation Survival Guide

13 May

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Work in retail? Find yourself at the mercy of a brutal liquidator and your future looks foggier than the store-front window that kid just smeared his ice cream on? I feel your pain. Oh, so many of us feel your pain. But fear not! Here are 25 terrific tips to help you maintain what sanity you have left during this difficult process: Continue reading

RIP Caché

12 May

I worked at a clothing store…did I ever tell you that? It was a lovely store. And now…we’ll just be a memory.”

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In spite of having to witness the tragic end of this beautiful company and the horror of losing a loved job, I’m grateful to have been a part of this company for the time allowed me.

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“Something really depressing…like a Baby Gap”

24 Apr

Continuing through my stages of grief:

“People are always telling you that change is a good thing. But all they’re really saying is that something you didn’t want to happen at all has happened. My store is closing this week. I own a store…did I ever tell you that? It’s a lovely store. And in a week it will be something really depressing. Like a Baby Gap. Soon we’ll just be a memory. In fact, someone, some foolish person will probably think it’s a tribute to this city — the way it keeps changing on you, or the way you can never count on it, or something. I know because that’s the sort of thing I’m always saying, but the truth is —

“I’m heartbroken.

“I feel as if a part of me has died. And my mother has died all over again. And no one can ever make it right.”

 

Translation

20 Apr

Somebody grab a copy of You’ve Got Mail, put the box of Kleenex in the shopping bag and sit down to watch with me. The Ephron girls did a pretty good job getting the situational accuracy right, so now I’m going to offer a somewhat unfiltered translation of the subtext to give you a little slice of what my life at work is actually like right now.

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The world needs more lemonade

15 Apr

going out of business fixture sale #hiremeYou may have noticed I added a new category to the blog: “In which I fetch my pinks & hunt for jobs.”

I’m an anglophile. Couldn’t help it.

The job hunt continues.

The positives:

  • The social media social community. I adore you all. I love hearing from you and learning from you and knowing I am not alone. You are a blessing.
  • Positive meeting with a headhunter a week ago. She was lovely, and it was a great experience. I went solely with the attitude of making a new friend.
  • One week to the hour later I got a small freelance offer followed by a potential job lead. Hooray!
  • A long-time customer cried because she was worried about me losing my job. Another customer came back into the store to tell me she had heard of a social media job opening. I had to hug them both.
  • Because my insurance is about to expire, I was forced to go to the dentist. Rather than the usual torment I found a treasure. Best. Hygenist. Ever. Can’t wait to get new insurance so I can go again.
  • Celebrating that my co-worker has has found a new job, and my boss is very close to doing so. Yay!

I’ve got a great boss who tells me, “If we haven’t found a job yet, it just means that the right job isn’t ready yet.” Translation: don’t be impatient, Jennifer. God does love you. God is your provider. And He has not forgotten to open a door for you. Wait on Him. I keep having to remind myself the hurry is in my head, not His. Deep breath. Exhale. Continue reading

9 new, fresh approaches to the old, tired job search

11 Mar

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This time it’s going to be different.

Do you ever get tired of change? My life is on the verge of change…again. Occasionally there have been changes that were happily met, but I find the more fear I feel for what’s behind the mystery door, the more resistant I tend to be toward going through it. What could be behind that door could be SO AMAZING. Is it the pessimist in me — or the small fearful child — who believes it’s more practical to be ready for the worst to come through it at me instead? Continue reading

‘Picture Shows & Petticoats’ DAs5e9 – ‘If you’re really the bigger person, you’re gonna act like it’

10 Mar

Apologies that there are only two episodes of Picture Shows & Petticoats for Downton Abbey season 5. This episode covers our big U.S. finale…the UK Christmas special. It features an appearance by a cuckoo, my dog’s audition for a role on our show, and a lot of giggling over Matthew Goode.

If you’re not following us on Twitter @pspetticoats, you’re really missing out. That’s where the real action heats up during Sunday night Downton broadcasts.

And while you’re following, don’t forget to follow us on Pinterest as well. We don’t have a PS&P user account there — it’s a shared board that Elizabeth and I post to for your period-show pleasure.

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