I know last week was Good Friday, but this Friday felt even better.

(This story: brought to you by the events of yesterday. Sorry for the delay.)

 

Today I wanted a tomato sandwich. BAD.

If you live in the South or have spent enough time here to be cultured into the knowledge of our ways here, you’ve probably heard of this delicious spring/summer treat. It’s really simple for me–just a slice of bread with a thin layer of mayo on top, another slice of bread with two half-inch slices of tomato on top, and then BOOM. Slap ’em together and ya got ya a sandwich!
I don’t even really like tomatoes, but every year about this time, I’ve just really GOTTA HAVE A TOMATO SANDWICH.

Last week, I bought two tomatoes because I thought I’d slice them up for this very purpose. When I brought my groceries in that night, my neighbors’ cat (who thinks he’s mine) tore apart one of the bags! Guess what was in it.
The tomatoes.

Guess what got demolished!
The tomatoes.

i don't always

 

IT'S BECAUSE HE DESTROYED MY TOMATOES!

IT’S BECAUSE HE DESTROYED MY TOMATOES.



So anyway, I got over it.

Until today.

I had just enough time during my lunch break to stop by the store on my way back to work to get tomato sandwich supplies. When I realized that, there was no turning back.

When I got back to work with my bag of stuff and began putting it all together, I realized there were no plastic cutting utensils left in the kitchen to slice my tomato. I looked through the real food utensils in another drawer and still found no knives.
Time was running out. So I grabbed a spoon and started sawing away.

It didn’t work.

So I looked both ways and literally started tearing the tomato apart with my bare hands. It was surprisingly easy! And now I have a more accurate knowledge of what a tomato really looks like on the inside. I got plenty of awkward, but fresh, tomato chunks and was able to have the delicious sandwich I had been craving. I must say, I don’t tear apart anything with my bare hands for nothing. That sandwich was GOOD.

And then I had a whole loaf of bread that didn’t even need.

Or so I thought.

I started writing this ridiculous post when I was dining in at a cozy little restaurant on my way home from work this afternoon, but after I ate and got up to leave, I put this aside to finish when I got home. As soon as I left the parking lot, I was stopped at a red light where I saw a dirty-looking, gray-haired man quickly walk through the traffic to the van in front of me. It startled me because I didn’t know what he was doing and was afraid he might be about to attack someone in the van. After all, you never know what to expect from people hanging out on the streets.

I saw him receive something from one of the passengers, go back to the side of the road where he had been standing, and with an embarrassed kind of look on his face, he held up a small scrap of cardboard that said:

“Homeless
Will work for food”

I usually ignore people who stand on the side of the road if I can’t tell whether they’re being honest because pulling over or rolling down a window is just not good common sense for a young woman by herself, but something was different about this situation. I wasn’t close enough to get his attention, and when the light turned green, traffic was moving too quickly for me to do anything in passing by. But as I turned toward home, I knew I would regret it the whole hour-long drive if I didn’t, so I turned around and went back.

I drove through the parking lot behind him, which faced another long line of cars at the same intersection where I had been stopped, and I slightly rolled down my window as I swerved around for him to come to my side of the car. He looked back at me when he heard me coming to a stop, and I waved at him. My heart was pounding because…let’s be real…I was in the middle of Columbus, Georgia, which I learned today has made the top 10 list of cities with the highest crime rates.

The guy walked over to my car.
“I have a bag of bread if you need it,” I told him.

I’m not sure if he thought I was a 12-year-old for a second or a business manager telling him to go somewhere else, but he finally shook his head and said, “Yes.”
As I stuffed the bread through the window, I noticed the pack of noodles in his hand that the people in front of me had given to him at the light.

“Thank you. God bless you,” he said. And he started walking back to his spot.

He was really in need.

I don’t normally talk about whatever things I do for other people because I don’t want to send anyone the impression that I’m self-righteous anything along those lines, but this completely random opportunity I had today really poked me in the heart. How many times have I backed out of things because I viewed the uncertain and unknown as dangerous or scary what ifs, rather than taking a chance because on the meaningful and impactful possibilities?

That’s not to say that I should *always* pull over for people with holding cardboard signs, but I could at least be more attentive and willing to help people (in any situation) when I see that I can.

I really hope that man finds a job. And I really hope that out of all the people at that red light who saw my car come out of nowhere and chuck out a loaf of bread, someone saw his sincerity too and realized something they could give him and found the guts to do it.

So if I didn’t learn anything new today, a least I was reminded that:
1. Tomato sandwiches are good.

and 2… God is, too.

God bless us all with opportunities to give as we have been given.

Ingeleif

After almost a year of working on this, I finally finished my latest piano composition! Interestingly, as I plugged my way through this whole process, I became inspired to work on yet another…much larger…project. At some point, I will post an update on that project and refer back to this song, and maybe explain the title, but for now, it will just have to remain a mystery to everyone. ;)

http://youtu.be/4QBH7APN1UE

What’s crackin’, homeblog?

It’s been so long since I’ve written here that when I was going to write a new post a couple of months ago, I saw my previous post and totally thought someone had hijacked my blog. Not kidding. I didn’t even remember the article that I had reblogged, and when I was reading it again, I was like… Whoa! THIS IS GOOD! 

And then I was like, Oh, yeah…
That’s why I reblogged it.

 

So yeah. It’s been awhile! A lot of things have been going on in my life since I last wrote here, and really, a lot has happened since I even started this blog in the first place. Because of a variety of things on my mind and things I’ve experienced over the past few months, I feel like this is an opportune time to look back for a sec and recap some general facts, kind of as a “note from the author” sort of thing and kind of just as a background for anyone who is less familiar with this particular blog (because I have several blogs, and they are all from and for different purposes).

 

In the beginning…

I created this blog as a stress reliever.

I named it “Rhapsody of Thought,” because I felt like it was the perfect fit for its personality. I still have the original content in the “About” page of this blog, if you are interested to know what my intent was (and kind of still is) for this blog. :)

 

Now…

My situation has changed since July of 2012. I am no longer fresh out of college searching for jobs. However, I have some trying situations in my life to work through that have replaced my previous challenges. Sometimes it even feels worse than that job-searching-fresh-out-of-college stretch felt. As wonderful as it is to have a full-time job now, especially one that I enjoy so much, the biggest disadvantage is that I have way less “free time”–time for doing, not only things I enjoy, but things that I actually need to do…like eat supper. Right now, I have approximately one hour until I need to go to bed. And here I am… eating sugar cookies and writing in this silly ol’ blog.

Depending on which blog I’m working in, the topic I’m writing about, etc., it can take anywhere from 30 minutes to an entire three or four hours–sometimes two or three days of that many hours at a time–for me to create an article. Wow! That’s a lot of time, not mention work.

This is about one week of “free time” work:

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And this is just one of several things I enjoy doing. There are plenty of other writing projects and things that don’t involve writing at all, that I also spend time with. If the reason I did this was to make other people happy, I’d be a miserable soul.
But I don’t.

 

So if you’re reading this blog, here are three things you should know:

1. I write here for fun…for people who read for fun.
I don’t mind expressing my beliefs and opinions with anyone, and I enjoy and encourage others to do the same. Along that same vein, I find that the most effective communication happens when all parties involved handle differences and dislikes with respect for each other. When such is the situation, I enjoy discussions of all sorts.

2. My writing is typically assertive with the topic at hand. If it wasn’t, it would be weak, watered down, or sugar-coated, and that’s just poor writing. Writing is where I get real.

3. I have a sense of humor. It’s not better than anyone else’s, and it’s not for everyone, but it’s something a lot of people might not be aware of about me. I’m generally a nice, easy-going kind of person, but I’m not a piece of cotton candy. Sometimes I’m a sarcastic little smarty pants. ;)

Have you ever seen Spongebob Squarepants?

It’s probably the most annoying show I’ve seen since it came out when I was in about fifth grade. But you know what I have actually always liked about it?

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Squid to the ward.

Squidward is the only character who makes any of the other characters funny to me, and when I say “any of the other characters,” I really just mean Patrick. It’s like every demotivational quote I’ve ever heard and poster I’ve seen lives through Squidward. Yes, he is super weird, as is everyone else, but I couldn’t have watched that show without him.

Stupidity + pessimistic comic relief = much laughing for Hannah

 

Okay. Moving along now.

Starting soon, I’m hoping to post more frequently in this blog. I’m in the middle of dealing with some big personal things in my life and might not even be present much on any of the social media outlets I use for a while, but this blog will be my primary source for sharing the stuff that floats my boat. It will basically be the same kind of blog it has always been, but maybe with more about me personally so my friends can keep up with what is generally going on in my life.

So there you have it! My blog and me in a nutshell. :)