I'm gonna complain

I know no one likes to hear me complain, which is unfortunate because I certainly like to complain. Nonetheless, I TRY (try being the operative word there) to keep my complaining to a minimum, especially in my blog. Having said that, I must warn you, I am about to complain.

I worked 16 hours on my birthday, as did most of my friends, leaving me no time to celebrate, and no one to celebrate with had I had any time. The day after my birthday I watched a man die on the street. Then today I find out Boyz II Men is performing a FREE concert IN Philadelphia, and I COULDN'T GO!!!!

We had our block party today (which was amazing and a wonderful success), but I spent first half of the day sitting at a table explaining the same thing over and over to hundreds of kids. Then I spent the second half of the day sitting at that same table being yelled at by kids and parents wanting their prizes before we could give them out. Oh, and throughout the day staff were only allowed to eat hot dogs unless we were willing to stand in the pizza line. I am allergic to hot dogs, and was too busy all day to be able to stand in line for anything. So, I ate nothing. Also, Ambassador, one of my favorite Christian artists, performed a concert at the Block Party, but I missed the entire thing. I had to stay at my table guarding and then passing out t-shirts. The block party didn't end until almost 7:30 and by the time we were cleaned up and things were taken care of, it was a little after 9. The concert ended at 9:30.

I know that the block party was NOT about me, and I will get over myself soon, I promise. The Gospel definitely went forth today, and the job I had was a necessary one that I am certainly not too good to do. In fact, my issue isn't really with my role at the block party. It wasn't fun, but it was a blessing just to be a part of the day.

My real problem is, I LOVE Boyz II Men!! If you know anything about me, you know this. When I love something, I REALLY love it. I get passionate about it. And I am passionate about some ridiculous things, and I'm okay with that. There are several things in my life that I absolutely love: Virginia Tech, oranges, mashed potatoes, ice cream, and BOYZ II MEN!

They were the first concert I ever went to, and I have actually seen them in concert twice. I own all of their cd's (including the one that came out this past November) and know all the lyrics to their songs. They are the music I grew up with. The songs I danced to at junior high dances, and at prom. The love songs I listened to when I had a crush, the sad songs I listened to when that crush asked someone else out. Their dedications to Jesus on each album even made God more okay in my eyes in the years before I became a Christian. I LOVE BOYZ II MEN.

And they were here, in Philadelphia. Performing a free concert. That I didn't get to go to. 2 days after my 16 hour work day (also known as my birthday). The day after I watched a man die.

I am sad.