ATTENTION!!! NEW BLOG ADDRESS!!

*  *   *   *   *   *AS OF TODAY . . . this blog has been moved to http://jenbush.blogspot.com. *  *  *  *  *  *

We’ll try it and see if there’s a difference in uploading, in pictures and in publishing.

Thanks for checking it out! 

new blog . . . ?

I’m thinking of changing my “wordpress” blog to a “blogspot” blog.

Here’s where it would go . . . jenbush.blogspot.com (it’s up and running now). . .  the only thing that would change is “wordpress” to “blogspot”.

Any ideas? Does anyone even care if I DO change it?

All comments (or non-comments) are welcome here- or there. Whatever!

jenbush thinks . . .

. . . that a quiet night in a comfy chair listening to God’s creation can be quite magical.
. . . that writing can be very therapeutic, very cathartic.
. . . that wine is certainly not a cure-all, but it’s a darn good band-aid.
. . . that my Bible is my favorite read.
. . . that having 2 big brown dogs to sleep with every night are the very best stuffed animals- and quite comforting to have around, especially when you’re a single girl.
. . . a picture is worth at LEAST a thousand words.
. . . that maybe love lost isn’t better than having never loved at all.
. . . that family is not limited to blood relatives alone.
. . . that listening to a 6 year old sing “Hosanna in the highest” on the way home is WAY better than anything I could hear on a CD or the radio any day of the week.
. . . that I have the best parents in the world, and I’m SO glad I have the relationship I do with them.
. . . that God’s miracles and provisions are often overlooked.
. . . that there are way too many cool inventions to name . . . but a few off the top of my head are fine-tip Sharpies, flat screen TVs, Blackberrys, email, digital camera (and their resulting paraphenalia), internet, ceiling fans, sushi, motorcycles, running shoes and sports bras.
. . . that she could write a note every day on different stationery. . . and not run out for 14 months. (An estimate.)
. . . that her friends are WAY too good for her.
. . . that apartment and condo living are highly underrated.
. . . that moms should have 2 hours added to their day and single moms/dads should have an extra 4.
. . . that any day at the beach, under any weather condition, is better than the most perfect day at home.
. . . that she might just have a little problem with her temper. . .
. . . that her father might be the wisest, Godliest man she’s ever known, and he got that from his mother, who was the wisest and Godliest woman she ever knew.
. . . that puppy breath and horses smell fantastic.
. . . that there are few things better than children’s laughter (sweet, sleeping children not withstanding), a cup of Primavera coffee, Sunday mornings with David Platt and 2000 other people, a great pair of heels, and driving with the windows down, sunroof back and music blaring.
. . . that giving is SO much better than receiving.
. . . that she is constantly having to fight going to back to get into her soft, comfy bed.
. . . that he’s out there, right? Somewhere?
. . . that cigarettes are pretty much the most disgusting, worthless consumer product out there.

And what about you . . . what do you think?

You want great customer service? You got it.

If you have children (or like me, just babysit all the time!), you know that trying to find someplace to feed your children that is healthy AND fun is near impossible sometimes. That’s why I really like (dare I say “love”) this place . . .

They have great, clean, usually-indoor play areas for the kiddos, it’s ALWAYS clean inside, their drive-thru service is ALWAYS fast, the inside service is quick, it’s fairly inexpensive and it’s the healthiest place to go if you want all that in one fell swoop.

But it gets better.

Recently, I hit up the ChickFilA (that’s “chickolay” for some of you) in Alabaster (and that’s “alabastard” for some OTHERS of you). I had 3 precious little girls with me, one of whom left the house without her shoes on. Awesome. (And good call for me- way to pay attention.) We strolled in with what seemed to be all of Alabaster and Helena’s mama’s and children, and I thought to myself “Ohhhh, great. We’re not going to find a place to sit, it’s gonna take too long, they’re already hungry, maybe we should have just driven thru….UGH.”

Oh, ye of little faith.

I had 2 little girls on my hips and one attached to my hand when we walked in and IMMEDIATELY found a 4-seater next to the window . . . . that had just been cleaned by the most professional, attentive 17-year old Chick-Fil-A employee I’ve ever met. She asked if she could do anything to help me out, but I was good for the time being. We all walked up and got in line, were greeted by a friendly face, the girls ordered their food and I mine, and we paid. (That’s right- everybody got to give the sweet cashier some money. Fun times.)

Then the cashier started getting our food together on the serving tray and proceeded to pick it up like she was going to take it out to the table. “Oh, I’ve got 3 little girls here who are itching to hold stuff…..I can get that!” I told her. She politely shook her head and said, “Oh, no, ma’am…I have to!” with a smile. And she brought it out and set it up (and all the girls thanked her) and we enjoyed our meal.

But it gets better than that.

I don’t know what the age is to start working part-time now- what, 16? 17? Younger? Whatever the age, this kid must’ve had his birthday the day before. But he was just as nice and professional as all the others we’d met. He came by with nothing but a smile and said, “Can I refresh a drink for anyone? Can I dispose of some of this trash for y’all?”

WOW.

I knew Chick-Fil-A was a top-notch establishment, but this puts them over the top in my book. I don’t know if this is just the new way of doing things all over the company- as new company policy- or if this is simply excellent management at the Alabaster location, but you can bet that’s where I take kiddos when they’re on my watch.

We love us some “chickolay” and “lemolade”, don’t we?