Okay, first of all.. as soon as I posted yesterday, a dear friend of mine texted me and asked. “Could you please make a cake for tomorrow?”
At first, I jumped up and down!! My first order and I was excited!! Then WHAM!! Insecurity jumped right in on my little celebration. I have always made cakes for my family. I’ve never been actually paid for it. I was worried about it being good enough to be bought. I was ready to run home and take back the blog post.
But the reason behind the cakes is too important to me than these little insecurities. So I sucked it up and pulled up my big girl pants. I could do it without a hitch.. then my dear friend said, “My son loves ducks and lab dogs.” Plus he is turning 16 so the baby shower ducky pattern just flew out the window. Again, insecurity settled into my thoughts.
So, I toughened up again and this is how it turned out..
You gotta hear what happened yesterday!! I had the scare of a lifetime! I picked up the kids after school. My daughter and her friend told me my license plate was gone. I freaked out! I imagined the worst of course! I just knew someone stole it, put it on a stolen car, and robbed a bank! I jumped when my cell phone rang. I thought it was the cops calling to arrest me!! I’m serious!! I quickly texted Mark and started a plan of action with the DMV. As I was making my plan, I remembered that I had gotten a car wash at the gas station.
I flew over to the gas station. All the kids cheered me on as I stepped into the automatic car wash. There it was! My poor license plate looked so sad. Then I thought, “What if the car wash starts while I’m in there?” I slipped into my super mom cape, leapt into the car wash, swooped up the plate and dashed out. All was cool until I saw a group of teenagers watching my heroic feat. What super hero turns every shade of red???
My mini-van has been making a strange noise and running too well. So, I grabbed the license plate and drove to a mechanics shop. Dreading the extra expense, I told the man all about the sound, the vibrations, and of course the plate that the car wash ripped out beyond repair. Like every mechanic, he seemed nice enough but you just never know.. there’s horror stories about mechanics and their tactics to rob us gals! I walked out of the office and looked at their sign. Would you believe it?? John 3:16 was there as big as day! I think I found some assurance!
Enjoy your Wednesday!! God bless..