I've been tagged by Deborah to reveal 7 random things about myself. Deborah's 7 things are definitely random, and ALL true.. ha ha ha. So here goes mine:

1. I've worn the same color of contacts (not the same contacts, just same color) for the past 18 years. My eyes are normally plain jane brown, but since I was 14 I've had hazel eyes. Longer than half my life!

2. I hate carrots with a passion, but I love carrot cake. Go figure.

3. I don't like anything rose scented.

4. I find name droppers and people who brag about money boring, irritating and pathetic.

5. My favorite feature on a man that I find attractive is his shoulders and back. And a great smile with Dimples!

7. I am a control freak. I find it very hard to delegate and trust someone else to get the job done.

So there you have it! My random 7.

A Survey

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:	Catherine Elizabeth
Birthday:	October 21, 1975
Birthplace:	Pasadena, California
Current Location:	The OC
Eye Color:	Brown
Hair Color:	Brown
Height:	5'3 1/2"
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Ambidextrous
Your Heritage:	English/Irish/Spanish/American Indian
The Shoes You Wore Today:	Black flip flops
Your Weakness:	back rubs, pedicures and Michael Buble
Your Fears:	being out of control
Your Perfect Pizza:	thin crust, extra cheese
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	have more fun
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	hahahahahahhaha
Thoughts First Waking Up:	how much more time can i sleep
Your Best Physical Feature:	don't know.. it just all fits together
Your Bedtime:	when i'm ready to go to bed ... could be 10 could be 3
Your Most Missed Memory:	not having any gray hair
Pepsi or Coke:	diet coke
MacDonalds or Burger King:	yuk... plastic food
Single or Group Dates:	single
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	lipton
Chocolate or Vanilla:	chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee:	cappuccino
Do you Smoke:	no
Do you Swear:	no
Do you Sing:	yes
Do you Shower Daily:	mostly
Have you Been in Love:	no
Do you want to go to College:	n/a
Do you want to get Married:	maybe
Do you belive in yourself:	100%
Do you get Motion Sickness:	not really
Do you think you are Attractive:	yes
Are you a Health Freak:	no
Do you get along with your Parents:	yes
Do you like Thunderstorms:
Do you play an Instrument:	piano
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	no
In the past month have you Smoked:	no
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	advil
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	not romantically
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	yes
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	no
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	no
In the past month have you been on Stage:	yes
In the past month have you been Dumped:	no
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	no
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	no
Ever been Drunk:	no
Ever been called a Tease:	no
Ever been Beaten up:	no
Ever Shoplifted:	no
How do you want to Die:	in my sleep after i turn 100
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	i don't want to grow up
What country would you most like to Visit:	ireland and england
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:	don't care
Favourite Hair Color:	brown
Short or Long Hair:	short
Height:	tall
Weight:	not to thin and not too muscular
Best Clothing Style:	classic
Number of Drugs I have taken:	none
Number of CDs I own:	too many to count
Number of Piercings:	none
Number of Tattoos:	none
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	many
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Hero

I saw my Grandma today.

Even though it's been 2 1/2 months since she's passed into eternity.

I was watching my pastor preach about "in spite of it all" on video and all of a sudden, there she was.

Sitting in her usual seat, wearing her navy blue suit, holding her Bible in her hands and looking amazing for 80 years old.

It took me by surprise.

It was a service in April. Who knew that a mere two months later she would be gone.

I miss her. As I looked at the video of her, I saw how beautiful she was.

I hope she knows the amazing blessings that God has given her family in the short time since she went home. I hope she knows just how much love still lives on for her and all that she was.

Today, September 11, 2007, people all over America and all over the world are remembering loss in their lives and loss in the life of our amazing country. Commemorating the significance of our fellow human beings, our family, our friends, our community, our government, our soldiers, our immigrants, our native ancestors, our poor, our rich, our heroes, our comrades and even our enemies.

Today, I pay homage to those lives loved and lost on 09/11/01. Today, I understand more than ever before the meaning of the word HERO.

Heroes die every day. That's part of being a hero. Giving all you have to what's most important to you. I lost one of my greatest heroes on June 22, 2007.

So now, the mantle is passed. Who will step up to become a hero to the next generation. Who will be the next ones that we take a day to remember their great contributions to our lives?

There will be others.

I hope I am one of them.

Thank you Grandma, giving me a chance to become a hero like you.

God bless my family

and

GOD BLESS AMERICA.

Queen Cat

Ups and Downs

It's September and I can't believe how much has happened since January. I look back at my posts at the beginning of the year and the anticipation I had for the next 12 months. I knew deep down that this year would be extraordinary.... but in my mind, the extraordinary events were very different from what has actually happened.

So far, it's been a year of ups and downs... to the greatest of extremes. I've lost love ones, I've had love ones start their journey back home, I've dealt with fear, faith, doubt, love, hate, excitement, despair. And I can honestly say, I am stronger for it all.

The most recent ups and downs include two current events in my life....

I'm so disappointmet that there are people who I thought would never ever be out of my life that have decided to go down a different path in life. Unfortunately for them, I'm not the one who is going to lose.... I will remain steadfast and I will be blessed beyond compare for it. Just watch and see.

And I am encouraged to see someone in my life make an effort to right the wrongs that they've done that have hurt themselves, and me in the process. It may be a long road, but just the fact that there is progress is something that just a few short weeks ago seemed unthinkable.

Miracles still happen.

In spite of disappointments and encouragements, life still trudges on.... and I get up every morning, wondering what the day will bring and thanking God for every day He has made... I will rejoice and be glad in it!

Lord, fill me with a fire that burns away my doubts and all my fears into a place where you are all I hear... it's the one thing I desire...

Queen Catherella

Reaching

What a whirlwind it has been the past few weeks.

What a learning experience. To look beyond myself, yet still have the greatest struggle within myself... to be committed to something greater than my small insignifigant world, yet have my small insignificant world gain significance without my hand in it..... wow.

I am in awe of the hand of God. He is always on the move. It's like He has scooped me up and is carrying me along for this fantastic journey. But not just carrying me, He is using me, like a tool in His hand for His kingdom... awesome.

We have been focused on our surrounding area and the hungry people who live amongst us. There are so many areas to work in to accomplish this great revival and I feel so privileged to work in most of these areas.

I am excited. I live perched at the edge of my chair, anticipating it to go from great to phenomenal... I can hardly believe the goodness and blessings and satisfaction that God gives. I don't deserve any of it. I am a humble vessel of clay. Jesus deserves all the glory, all the praise ... He is THE awesome God.

I love you Lord!
Queen Catherella

Sunday Kind of Love...

I want a Sunday kind of love

A love to last past Saturday night

And I’d like to know it’s more than love at first sight

And I want a Sunday kind of love

Oh Yeah Yeah

I want a love that’s on the square

Can’t seem to find somebody

Someone to care

And I’m on a lonely road that leads to no where

I need a Sunday kind of love

I do my Sunday dreaming, Oh Yeah

And all my Sunday scheming

Every minute, every hour, every day

Oh I’m hoping to discover

A certain kind of lover

Who will show me the way

And my arms need someone

Someone to enfold

To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold

Love for all my life to have and to hold

Oh and I want a Sunday kind of love

Oh Yeah Yeah Yeah

I don’t want a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday, Friday or Saturday

Oh nothing but Sunday oh Yeah

I want a Sunday Sunday

I want a Sunday kind of love

Oh Yeah

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of love

Missing you.


This week in the most private moments of my daily routine, I feel such a rush of emotion that sometimes I think I won't be able to bear it.

I miss my grandma so much. Every time I look at her picture, I hear her voice. Every time I remember that I forgot that she's gone I feel the finality of it..

I've decided not to run from grief, but to embrace it and let it's process happen.

I love you Grandma... I always will.

Love, Queen C

Cross Roads

Today, June 19, 2007, my Grandmother - Genevieve Lozano Chavarria is at a crossroads. The doctors have given her no hope to live and took her off of her medications and machines at 2:00 p.m. today. Now, she's on a journey. She may finally make it home or God may say, not yet.... whatever happens, know this - She is a woman of honor. She is and always will be a part of the foundation of my life, my family's life and the lives of people she's touched along the way. Love never dies. Hope is fresh every day. And Heaven is a real place for real people to be with a very real God.

Won't it be WONDERFUL there....

Queen C

Mom, It's Not Right!

I read online today about an article that Jamie Lee Curtis wrote, reflecting the PARIS HILTON jail saga and I was glad to see someone who is multi generation Hollywood have something solid to say.





"It was a painful episode to watch," Curtis writes. "A young woman, begging her mother, the person who should have taught her right from wrong, to help her, to teach her the rules of life. It was a little too late. And so she wept as the Universe was bringing the teaching and settling the score."





Now, we know that it is just the law of God that has found Paris as it finds us all, for what we sow, we reap.

She goes on to say:

Parents her age, she says, are more concerned with being friends with their kids than teaching them important lessons. "We were the generation who applauded every move they made. Every step they took. 'Good climbing, Brandon' was our hue and cry. We were raised by people who didn't 'understand' us and now we don't 'understand' why our children are so messed up." She concludes: "Can we take the wrenching sight of Paris asking her mother, 'why?' and ask it of ourselves? ... Wake up, Mothers, and smell the denial."

So my applause to JLC for attempting to bring to light the outrageous lack of parenting that society has stooped to.

If "lack of communicative" parents bred "friendship" parents ,who bred mixed up, moraless people, God help the children who come next in this long line of poor parenting!



THE QUEEN



*information collected from people.com

Grandma's Hands

Grandma's hands are worn, carrying the scars and calluses of 80 plus years on this earth

Grandma's hands are warm and soft, but with a firm grip, reflecting her soft character and inner strength

Grandma's hands are lean but healthy, having experienced abundance and deprivation

Grandma's hands are sturdy and skillful, caring for her family through the years with creativity and precision

Grandma's hands are love, in her own special way, she knows how to reach out and touch you, letting you know she cares

My grandma uses her hands for doctoring, scolding, cooking, cleaning, reading, sewing, praying and most of all for loving us

Oh how precious those hands are to me

I don't know what the future holds, but I know an all powerful, all knowing and all loving pair of hands that are holding my grandma's hands tightly and He will never let her go

*For Genevieve Chavarria - my wonderful grandma

Queen C