Saying Things Twice

I just got done listening to a message by Roy Comfort called Hell's Best Kept Secret for my Theology class. Amazing message! Worth hearing if you haven't yet. But there was one part I thought was hilarious and wished I could share it on my blog. He was talking about how men need to hear things twice. Made me think of Brian Regan's stupid husbands skit. And how totally awesome it was that I found his sermon typed out on his website.

He says; 

"So we’re going to now very briefly look at examples of law to the proud and grace to the humble. Luke 10:24...Luke 10:24. And when I give you a reference from the pulpit I’ll give it twice, because I know that men are present, and men need to be told things twice....Men need to be told things twice. This can be backed up biblically. When God speaks to men in the Bible he uses their name twice. “Abraham, Abraham...Saul, Saul...Moses, Moses...Samuel, Samuel...” Because men need to be told things twice. Women once. I don’t know how many times I’ve sat in a pew, preacher said, “Ah, Luke 10:25.” I turn to my wife and say, “What’d he say?” She says, “Luke 10:25.” I say, “Thank you, dear.” HELP-MATE. That’s why God created women, because men could not handle it on their own. The whole thing is: men lose things, women find things. “Where’s the keys love?” “Hangin’ on your nose, Dear.” I mean, I don’t know how many times I’ve opened the cupboard, “[Burp] There’s no honey here, Honey!” She says, “Here is here, Dear.” Where would man be without women? Mm? Still in the Garden of Eden. Eve found the tree. Adam didn’t really know what was going on. In fact, if you look at the creation of woman, to create woman the Bible says God put man into a deep sleep. And Scripture doesn’t say he ever came out of it."

Blonde Moments... Oh, Boy!

So, if you don't know by now......... wow! But I am blonde! haha I have a Flair on Facebook that says, "Brunette on the outside. Blonde on the inside". That's me!!! And the funny thing is, my blonde moments did not start happening till I first got my hair highlighted back in 2005.
Well, yesterday, Kel and myself were on our way to meet the church at Ryan's for the book study on "When Sinners Say 'I Do'". We were heading down Barrancas right before the bridge and the car locked up! The wheel locked, the peddles did nothing, the music stopped, and the car shut off. Well, I put on the emergency break so we would stop rolling, and put on the hazards. As we are stopped in the middle of Barrancas, we call dad. There was also a cop sitting right across the street, and he never came over. After 3 or 4 minutes of trying to think of something to do, I put the car in park... messed with the key one more time... and it started! YAY! Everything was fine!
So, we figured that when I went to itch my leg, I messed have bumped the key, and it turned off the car. And why it locked up was because it was still in drive. Well, I learned my lesson for the week! haha

Update on the "Evil Mr. Roach"

For those of you who read the post "The Evil Mr. Roach", here is an update.

Well, I've been re-organizing my room lately, cleaning under my bed and throwing things away. On May 26th I was doing a few things before we had to leave the house.... I got on my hands and knees, pulled something out from under my bed, and he runs right at me! What did I do you might ask... AHHHHHHH!!!!! Yes, I screamed like a girl! haha Jumped on my bed, and got a game plan within seconds. As fast as I could, I got off my bed, and tried rolling my desk chair over him. He just ran in circles under it, and I kept missing. haha So I grabbed a flip flop, and as I was screaming I killed him! I did not just kill him... I mutated him! haha I wanted to make sure he was dead all the way! Those things are like opossums, they never die! But It really helped for that week he was under there to make myself believe he was gone. Not sure how I did it... but I did! haha =) Now, I can sleep in total peace, knowing he is dead! =) haha

The Evil Mr. Roach

Soooooooo, Wednesday night we had small group (which was very good and very convicting!) And when I got home, a friend of mine started chatting with me. (You know who you are! ;) It was a great chat!!!) Buuuuuut, as we were talking, about something rather important, a roach comes out from under my bed, and freaks me out!!!! I scream as loud as I can and freeze. (And this story is not made up either! Ask my family!) I'm not lying!!! I froze! I could not bring myself to grabbing a flip flop (which I have many!) and killing this thing! I couldn't! Josh comes running in asking what happened. I told him there was a roach... and he left! I was telling the friend everything that was happening! haha They said they could come over and kill it for me, because my brother was not willing to. (Honestly I think he was scared of it too! haha)
Seeing how I was unable to move and shaking at the sight of a roach less than 5 feet away from me, was told to stop screaming... dad was trying to sleep, and my own, over 6 feet tall brother was not going to kill it for me, I was left with no choice! (heehee) No, I asked the friend to get my mind of the roach, and he did! (Thanks, Mark! ;) ) haha Till we got off at 2:30 (sadly =( ) and I turned to face the floor from once the thing ran. After a few minutes, I finally brought myself together and took one step on the hard wood floor, and ran for my brother. He then came back in my room once more and helped me move everything! And when I say everything... I mean everything! haha
By 3:30am, my room looked like a tornado came through it, I was about to pass out of exhaustion, he was feeling like he was going to pass out because of his blood sugar, and the roach was no where to be found.
I ended up sleeping on the couch for 4 hours... 'cause I could sleep no more with smell of coffee brewing, and the noise of dad leaving for work. =( And I did tell myself the roach was GONE! haha
Well, the bright side! I did "spring cleaning" and threw a lot away! Woo hoo! I'm weird... I know!

Michael Phelps... MY FISH! Not the swimmer!!!

Hello everyone!
Hope all is well! So this is good, last post was a week ago!!! =)

Ok, well nothing is really going on in the Fernandez household... but one thing. I think Michael Phelps is dying. That is my fish... not the swimmer. HAHA. Well, it all started yesterday... really I noticed it yesterday. But he is not swimming at all or eating, instead just floating on the surface. And he is still alive, because his fins are still moving back and forth.
Today I cleaned out his bowl, because normally he does that, and I clean it out... and he just swims... without stopping... for hours (happy fish =) ). Today... another story, as you read above. Someone told me, he might be cold... but I'm not sure.

Short story... concerning the "HAHA" after I said "my fish... not the swimmer". So my Betta fish, (as you know... is named Michael Phelps) is acting really weird (as you know). Told my mom... and when I told my dad, I said... NOT THINKING, "Dad, Michael Phlelps might be dying... He is not eating, and he is just lying on the surface of the water." And he replied, "Why doesn't he just get out of the water!!!" He thought I was talking about the REAL Michael Phelps!!! HAHA. It was great! I still cannot stop laughing ever time I think about it!!!

But if I do have to end up getting another Betta... I am naming him Peyton Manning. =) I'm already planning ahead!

I will post when something changes!

Thanks for reading!

Love you all... and miss you very much!

=)Brittany