Monday, March 22, 2010



This is orginally a song by Joe and Theresa Mazza, I just wrote it in story format to get a better picture:

What if God came down as many? He held your hand. He took you out for lunch, for dinner, then to breakfast and you reminisced all day about the way things used to be, telling Him stories so that He could see that you are not that way today and He just looked at you to say “When can I see you again? When can I come around again so we can walk and talk all day? When can I see you again?”


What if God called you to say “Can we go out again today?” and you begin to say “That’s fine, but let me tell you I’m not the kind of girl you think I am, but I could try and start again, I’ll put the old woman away,” but Jesus stopped you just to say “Hey, when can I see you again?”

What if God knocked on your door to give you everything and more? Would you refuse to hear him say “I want to see you again. I want to come around again so we can walk and talk all day. I want to see again.”

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Now what?



Have you ever been lost? Completely lost. Didn't know where to go. You knew where you wanted to end up but you didn't know which way to go to get there. You are at a crossroad, you don't know whether to turn left, or right, or go straight. It’s confusing. You have no GPS, no roadmap, just you, the road, your car, and the decision of which way to go...


Life is full of crossroads, and there is no roadmap for life. Life does not come with a set of directions, maps, or even a compass.

When we come to these forks in the road, when we are faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back. It’s the “safest” decision because you know the roads you came from. You are familiar with its surroundings. You know which way to go,  because you have traveled those roads for years. It’s comforting to know where you are.

But we are never going to arrive at our destination if we keep turning around, if we keep getting off track, losing direction. Turning around is going to do us no good in the end.

I’m at a crossroad in my life right now. For almost 5 years, I have been completely off track. I’m finally where I want to be, finally headed in the right direction. But now, there are so many options, I don’t know which way to go, I know I SHOULD keep going forward but I don’t know these roads. They seem scary, out of my comfort zone, and new. Mostly, they seem kind of lonely. These are the roads less traveled. I like being back in “that old town,” its where most my friends are, it’s where I feel welcomed, and accepted.

These roads that lie ahead seem like they are going to have many intersections, defining moments, will I take the right road? Will it lead me to my destination? Or will it just take me around in circles, and I’ll end up where I came from.

I want to move forward, onto big and BETTER things. I want God to lead me in the right direction, I might get sidetracked, stuck, pulled over, speed, site see, run out of gas, and maybe make wrong turns but I’m hoping that my heart will lead me in the right direction. I trust Him. He knows where I’m going, where I’m headed.

Pray that I’ll take the right roads, even if they aren’t the nicest paved roads, even if the road is a little dusty, and kind of bumpy. Pray that I’ll trust him fully. Pray that my eyes and ears will be open so that I see the signs. If the sign is Caution, pray that I take caution. If the sign is yield, pray that I stop and look both ways, making sure it’s okay to turn down that path. If the sign is stop, pray that I make a complete STOP. If the traffic light is yellow, pray I slow down. I want to go through this journey with as little complications as possible.

And mostly pray I stay on track and that I don’t turn around and head back for disaster.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Them: Hiii, my name is ____________. What's your name?

Me: Hey.. nice to meet you ____________. My name is Prissy!

Them: Nice to meet you Chrissy.

Me: No, no, its Prissy.

Them: Huh? Christy?

Me: No (chuckle) like Prissy with a "P" ( Do a prissy motion with my hand. (see photo))

Them: (very confused look) Hmmmm OH Crispy!!


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This story happens A LOT. a lot a lot!! Only about 5 or 6 people have called me "Crispy" but EVERYONE that I meet call me Chrissy, or Christy at least once. Its so extremely annoying. I know Prissy is not a common name but its MY name, and when I'm explainin it has a P in it, please don't say Crispy, how many Crispys do you know? That sounds like some nickname off of a VH1 dating show.

Second, will you PLEASE, PLEASE, stop asking if its my real name. No, sadly Prissy is not my real name, it is Priscilla. BUT not one person I know calls me Priscilla. I have never signed my name as Priscilla. I even had a hard time spelling it for  awhile. Also, what does it matter what my real name is? If I introduce myself as Prissy. Call me Prissy. Don't ask questions. Trust me that I know my own name.

And why do you keep asking me if I am "prissy?" (as in: prim, and proper; sassy; stuck up; prudent). No, I am not. Its such an insult. You are using my name in vain. What if I were to ask if you were "bob." or if you're name were to be Fancy, are you "fancy." Its just stupid. You be the judge of whether I am "prissy" or not.

Oh, and this one happens a lot. Oh, hahah, how cute my dog's name is Prissy. Or oh my goodness I am so going to name my cat that, I love it. That is insulting! If your pet is named after me, please keep that to yourself.

Also, yes my name rhymes, and even has the majority of the same letters as the female sex reproduction organ. PLEASE PLEASE do not bring this up. Please do not tell me you thought I said my name was "that." That is probably one of the grossest words on the planet and and the fact that you are associating that word with my name is just degrading.

I am not mad about this, :) I actually think its funny and definitely giving me something to blog about. Thank goodness, because my blogging has been scarce lately! But it does aggrivate me sometimes. Of course you would never know that, I'll smile and repeat until they get it right! When they do, I'll smile, and maybe laugh with them about all the crazy name they thought I said. Its funny. Until it happens 398 times a day. Then it gets old.


With all that said. I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE my name! It describes me! Its girly! Its different! As you can tell, I get a lot of attention from it. It starts with a P, and for some reason seems so girlified to me. My fav color is pink, I love to shop, get my hair & nails done, tan, boyyyss, so I think Prissy fits. So I wouldn't trade my name for any other name in the world. EVER. Its amazing. I just want people to start getting it right... :))


Goodnight pretties,

PRISSY Dior Lee (and yes, Dior, IS my middle name.) :)

Sunday, March 14, 2010


Okay, so who all is still “friends” with their Ex? I mean, you broke up a little awhile ago but ya’ll are still close. You talk almost every day. You're comfortable with him; you can tell him anything and everything. It’s just “comforting” to have him still there! Even though ya’ll aren’t getting back together, aren’t dating, ya’ll just want to stay friends.


You are dating around, kind of. Maybe you have been looking. But no one seems “good enough.” No one that you are really interested in. No one too exciting.

Don’t judge, but I was watching the Tyra Show the other day. And this seemed to be the topic! They called this “snacking.”

“Snacking” that makes sooooooo much sense! When we do this with our Ex, he is still there! Do you get what I mean by snacking? By talking to your Ex so much, you are just snacking, not really getting a full meal but your stomach is growling a little bit (feeling sort of lonely), so you get a snack.

If we keep snacking we will never find anyone else! We will never be hungry enough for the full meal! We need to stop snacking so much, every single day! We are filling up our tummies with too much junk food, and leaving no room for REAL meals!

Forget what your doctor told you “eat a couple snacks during the day so you won’t eat as much at dinner.” No, this does not apply here. We want to be STARVING when its time to eat.

Now, snacking every once awhile is not so bad. Sometimes you want a snack, but just make sure you are not making this a habit!

Once we stop snacking, we will actually be HUNGRY for dinner. When the time comes, when it’s time to eat, we will be so ready. We will be able to eat our whole plate, as my Mimi calls it, we will have a “happy plate.”

There will be so much room in our stomach’s (in our life), that we can fill it with an amazing dinner, and will even have room for desert. The dinner will leave you completely satisfied.

Mmmmmmmmm, I’m getting hungry just thinking about it! Is it dinner time yet?

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I wrote this in a "note" on facebook back in Septemeber 2009, but I thought I would share it with my fellow Bloggers, all 2 of them. At this point in my life, I lost a best friend I had been BEST friends with since the 5th grade (were friends again!), had broke up with my boyfriend of 3 years, and had moved back home. Its short and to the point. Enjoy :):



Right now, my life is like a closet. And my closet seriously needs to be cleaned out. There are things that I need to get rid of. Things I need to give away, and things I’ll keep forever. No need to keep things that no longer fit, or things I know I’ll never wear again, things I’ve kept for so long because at one time they fit perfectly. I need to throw out the things I keep for comfort but with time have started to fall apart. There are some things I’ve lost that I wish I hadn’t, and will never get them back again. I’ve out grown out of some things. But its out with the old and in with the new! I am making room in my closet for new and exciting things, and I can’t wait to go shopping!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Blogger's Block


Blogger's Block... Its a horrid thing. I have been staring at the screen for weeks, days, hours, long forevers! I can't write lately. Anything I write suddenly disappears soon after I write it, I hit the backspace key until I am back at square one, staring at a blank white screen with a blinking black line, trying to think of anything interesting to write about.

Maybe this funk will pass. I hope it does. I enjoy writing, well blogging. Maybe soon something fun will happen, worthy of blogging. Until then I shall sit and stare at my laptop hoping some magical words will transfer from my thoughts to my fingers and onto my blog. See you then.

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