Senior Memories

One of the things I did when I was home last week was look at what I had in my parents’ attic. I was specifically looking for the Anne of Green Gable books, which I found, but I also found something even more exciting: my senior memory book. I stayed up late Thursday night just reading through it…I was so blunt!

Being a good blogger, I recognized that I had a gem on my hands. What follows are just a few of the things I found inside this book.

There is 370 people in my class at the beginning of the year…

This was on the first page. Yikes; already starting out on the wrong foot.

I say that because I think that she is a flake…

Advisor who? I say that because Mrs. B**** was a ditz who knew nothing.

I don’t think I’d say these things these days.

This page will be kind of dumb. I dream about all sorts of stuff, but I think it wants specific goals. I want to be a meteorology major at OU, as well as receiving my masters and doctorate. I’ll be able t o predict tornadoes with enough time to evacuate the effected [sic] areas ahead of time (okay – pushing it, but it’s a dream!). I will never get married until I am, and have no children, if not adopt them from a poor country.

Umm, what? I think I was saying I would never get married until I’m a big time meteorologist. Still, I always wanted to get married, but apparently I was willing to sacrifice that to be a top dog in the meteorology world. I guess I won’t be getting married, then.

I admire most of all Jesus and try to mirror him, though I do a horrible job. I suppose I also admire my parents, but don’t tell them that!

I would like to meet Jesus (and will someday) and also George Orwell [isn't he dead?], Nelson Mandella, Toni Morrison, and Collin Raye. I wouldn’t mind meeting Lance from N*SYNC, Will Smith, or Ben Afflick cuz they are so hot!

Oh, that makes me laugh!

My most embarrassing moment was probably when I “surfed” the bleachers after a pep assembly by tripping over Anne’s heel.

I forgot about that! It was so painful as I hit my, uhh, chest, on several of the bleachers as I was surfing down.

I really enjoy watching basketball of any kind, as long as guys are playing.

I hadn’t yet found my love of football.

[My brother] Riley is a big butt a lot, but only when he wants to be.

Totally true to this day.

The only thing that I remembered from the homecoming game was that it was rained out. All of the pit’s clothes were in the cargo van which was out by the field in a huge patch of mud. Once got it to the gate, it was blocked by the superintendent’s car, illegally.

Good times, good times. The only thing I remember about it now was that I cried.

Sir, You Can’t Take That On

Things are so crazy right now that I don’t quite have time for a regular post. But I did want to share with you something funny that I saw in the Wichita airport as I was leaving.

Some dude had a big box, and I didn’t know what it was. The gate agent went up to him and told him that his hat box wouldn’t fit with him on the plane.

It was a box for his cowboy hat that he was carrying with him on the plane (his hat was on his head). I know I’m from Kansas, but I’m not used to seeing people with cowboy hats. I lived in a fairly urban area, and didn’t really see people who regularly wore cowboy hats until I moved to Oklahoma.

Does anybody know why a cowboy hat box is so big? It looked like it was big enough to almost fit two hats inside.

What was the strangest site you’ve seen at the airport? (that really wasn’t mine, though)

Merry SITSmas!

Welcome, SITStas! I’m out of the blog today, but please leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can!

I’m sad that I won’t be around, but I’m sure you’ll forgive me when I tell you that I’m doing necessary work training out of the office…oh, and taking a final, which I suppose is necessary too. These couple of weeks are a bit busy for me as I graduate next Friday!

For my Christmas greeting, I’m going to give you a blog-friendly look at the letter I put in my Christmas cards this year:

Dear Friends and Family,

I hope that you have had a wonderful 2008! It has been a year of changes for me, but the good kind.

This month I am graduating from Southeastern Seminary with a Masters of Divinity with Christian Ministry. I love being a student and have been for as long as I can remember, but I think I’m finally ready to move on. I already have big plans for all the things I will be learning when I’m not longer officially a student.

As a part of my schoolwork this semester, I’ve been doing an internship at my church. I have been writing Sunday school curriculum for the children in our church. I have loved having the opportunity to write the curriculum that I will get to teach my kindergarten Sunday school class in the spring. I’m still working with the 5th and 6th grade girls in Awana as well.

Since I’m graduating, I get asked a lot what I’m going to do. In September, I started working full-time which has been a challenge with school. I’m still at the same nonprofit credit counseling organization, and now I am working to get trained as a housing and credit counselor. This spring I’ll be heading up our free tax preparation as well.

If you want to keep up with me, the best way is through my blog. May God bless you this Christmas and in the new year!

Love,

Now You Know Why I’ve Fallen Off the Blogosphere

Just a glimse of the upcoming 2 weeks:

Today I’m flying back in from Kansas, just in time to spend a few precious hours in the office as today is a big day for us. Hopefully I’ll be able to fix any kinks that happen to fall on my side of the court (umm, that totally makes sense right? there are kinks in sports, right?) as today’s the only day I’ll be in the office at all this week.

Tomorrow morning I’m taking a final (my professor graciously is letting me take it early, as it was originally scheduled for Friday), and then heading for the second half of the work training that I went to back in October. It’s a long commute (1 1/2 hours) from here, on which I’ll be enjoying the last of Sense and Sensibility and the first of Gone with the Wind.

Wednesday and Thursday I’ll have training all day, probably followed by studying either for work or for school.

Friday I’ll have the training test and then I hope to come back in time to spend the day writing a paper, or possibly playing catch-up for work.

Saturday I have a baby shower to attend and will need to clean the apartment because of what’s happening next week. I also have to write 2 Sunday school lessons and a paper. And root for my Sooners. Hmm. Maybe I need to rethink this…

Sunday will just be Sunday-busy.

Monday-Wednesday next week will be worky, as I’ll be in the office most of those days. I have plenty of due, including lots of paperwork. I don’t mean to come off so whiny, as I really enjoy my job.

That Tuesday, I’ll leave work extra early to give a presentation, turn in a bazillion papers, and take a final. Once I finish that final, I will have finished all my obligations to the seminary. Friday’s walking the stage is merely a formality!

That Thursday, I have graduation practice in the morning, and then I’ll rush off to pick up the ‘rents from the airport. I’m excited to have them here!

Friday morning is graduation, which will be followed by several graduation/birthday (Monday, December 15th…mark your calendars now!)/Christmas celebrations. There’s a lot going on!

As you can see, none of this leaves much room for blogging. Don’t worry though, I’ll still be posting! Eventually I’ll catch up with your posts, too.

I’m sure you all have schedules about like this one, too!

Random: November 30th Style

  • I saw a sign in the Atlanta airport that said, “This machine takes money without bailing anything out.” Reminds me of a certain government of ours.

  • All the right teams won yesterday. Texas Tech gave me a scare, but they came through. It was fun rooting for the Jayhawks with the family, and the mostly tolerated the Sooners. Now we just have to wait and see what the BCS does to see if we play next week or not. If we don’t, then we’ll almost certainly still go to a BCS game which was my hope as I won’t be able to watch the Cotton Bowl game. (Bad planning on my part.)
  • Probably because of the item above, I dreamt about football all night.
  • Today we’re celebrating Thanksgiving 2 of 2.
  • I’m actually looking forward to this week. It’ll be a change of pace, which will be nice.
  • This is the last day of NaBloPoMo. Besides a couple of hard days (including today), it was a piece of cake. It helps when I regularly post 6 times/week. Congrats to my fellow NaBloPoMo survivors!

School Day Memory: Pink Jackets and Saxophones

This weekend I have the weird feeling that I’m writing into the air, where no where will ever read this. I’ll be busy celebrating Thanksgiving, and no doubt you’re busy shopping, decorating, eating, hanging out, relaxing, etc. Oh, and we’ll ALL be rooting for the OU against OSU tonight, right?

Anyway, on to today’s less than exciting school day memory. Boy, if I had any readers at this point, I’ve given them permission to jump ship, haven’t I? Good thing I’m only talking to myself!

I remember going to a jazz festival my 8th grade year. It was a place for us to perform and learn how to be better jazz musicians, something I desperately needed. I played the tenor sax, but I only played it for jazz band.

We were in a clinic where we were supposed to be learning how to improvise. It had probably 100 students in it, and the guy who was running the clinic picked someone from the audience to be the guinea pig.

If you’ve figured out he picked me, you’re right. I’m not the type of person to want to stand out, but he called me out, me and my hot pink jacket (ick! yes, I had a hot pink jacket in middle school) to come to the center of the room to practice improv, something I never had done before and never planned on doing.

It couldn’t have been that bad, because I don’t really remember much about it. I only remember him commenting on my nervous look to the ceiling.

Man, there’s a good reason to post this on a holiday weekend. It’s like a blog version of a rerun of an obscure sitcom.

Other School Day Memories:
Kindergarten and 1st Grade: Kisses and Skunks
2nd and 3rd grade: Spitwads
3rd grade: Laundry Chutes and Floppy Disks
4th grade: Watching Whales
5th grade: Bad Grammar
7th Grade: Teacher Review
8th Grade: 100 Marble Pick Up
9th Grade: Science Nerd
10th Grade: Playing in the Rain
11th Grade: Pink
12th Grade: Sleepovers on a School Night
College Freshman Year: My First Day of College, My Second Day of College
College Junior Year: Kidnapping and Frozen Custard
College Senior Year: Why Procrastination Might Not Be My Thing

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I’m thankful for getting to spend time with my family today. That’s the whole reason why I travelled halfway across the country, right?

I Hope Its Not Ominous to Bake Pies on Black Friday

Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I did, but it wasn’t particularly Thanksgiving-y. We avoided pretty much anything holiday-related (other then watching football, but we only watched the college game, so I don’t know if that counts) so that we wouldn’t be tired of it by the time we celebrate it on Saturday and Sunday.

My flights yesterday were uneventful. As I walked up to my gate for my flight to Wichita, there was a couple of screaming children having a fit (two different families). Fortunately, those situations were taken care of before we boarded, and I never heard either child on the plane.

Once I got to Wichita, it took a good 40 minutes for them to put our luggage on the carousel. And once they did, my bag wasn’t there. This was the 3rd time this has happened to me, and always in Wichita. I went to the desk, and once someone who knew the baggage system came up, I found out that it was on the next flight. I’m so thankful it was!

While we were waiting for the next flight to come in, we went to IHOP. We almost went to Golden Corral (limited choices because of the holiday; we would have loved Mexican!), but didn’t really want turkey and the works.

After getting a much needed/desired long-night’s rest, I hope to have an enjoyable day helping my mom make some pies. I’m sure we’ll have time for some relaxing, too!

Question for you: do you have any crazy Black Friday memories?

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving! Sure, I’ve been posting what I’m thankful for everyday, but I thought I’d do this fun meme from Jen, showing 5 pictures of things I’m grateful for.
Why am I posting this so early this morning? Well, I scheduled it to post for the very hour I’ve set my alarm clock to go off. Yes, I had to get up at 3:45 this morning. My flight out is at 6, I want to make sure I have plenty of time to get to the airport, get parked, get to the terminal, and get my bag checked. Days like today I’m very thankful that I live 25 minutes closer to the airport than I used to!

In case you’re still getting to know me, I should fill you in on my destination. I’m flying home to Kansas from my North Carolina home. I’ll be flying back just as early Monday morning, when I’ll go to work for a few crazy hours before a week of training (oh, and a final). It’ll be crazy!

See, my body is acting like 3:45 AM Thursday instead of noon Monday and going on, and on, and on. Now to the meme.

I’m thankful for:

1. My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ

(totally used the same picture Jen used because it’s a good one)

2. My family

3. My friends (it takes a lot to put up with me in real life)

(I won’t put their pictures up here without permission, but here’s one of my friend’s blindfolded for a birthday surprise several years ago. Since she’s blindfolded, it kinda looks like she’s doing this against her will, which I suppose she is.)

4. My church

5. Having food, water, clothing, and shelter, and in abudance. SO easy to overlook.


I hope you all enjoy the holiday, and take the time to give thanks to God!

Maybe I Could Celebrate Christmas in 19th Century England

Thanks for your help with bloggy block. Here’s the answers that you’ve been dying to know:

Irish Coffeehouse asks:

What is your favorite Christmas memory? When did you truly, truly understand what Christmas was all about, and how did you that impact your Christmas that year?

Favorite Christmas memory? Wow, that’s a hard one. The thing with traditions is that you do them each year, so they kinda blend together in my mind. I think some of my favorite Christmas memories are the little things: fighting with my dad over which cookies get the sprinkles (he doesn’t like them, and I think I’ve already made my sprinkle stance clear), laughing at my aunt’s story of there being sparkly-things in the air, my grandma asking each year whether we open stockings or presents first, my brother wanting to wake up super-early Christmas morning to open presents but getting stalled by sleepy parents and sister as well as a breakfast of homemade cinnamon rolls.

I’ve always been told about the real meaning of Christmas: Jesus being born in a manger. Each Christmas Eve my family reads both the Night Before Christmas and the Christmas story in Luke. But I guess I hadn’t really thought through the meaning behind the well-told Christmas story. It’s not just that some baby was born who would save the world, it’s that God became a man. The miracle of incarnation is what we celebrate at Christmas, and I think only last year was that awesome truth sinking in to my Christmas celebration. To me, it makes Christmas as well-packed with spiritual significance as Easter. I simply can’t get over it.

She asks further:

What are you reading right now? What’s next after that?

I always am reading several books. Right now I’m reading Ender’s Game and am really loving it. I hate to put it down. Thanks, What a Card, for recommending it! I’m also reading David Copperfield which I’m sure will take me a while. I love Dickens in part for his wordiness, but at 800 pages, his books certainly are quick reads. Finally, I’m reading They Were Single Too, a book drawing lessons from 8 single people in the Bible.

Next, uh, I suppose I should know what comes next, but I just started these books. Probably Queen of the Big Time, Atlas Shrugged (hey, this book make David Copperfield look short!), and Night.

Vicki says:
Hmm, Now that I’m being put on the spot to figure out writing topics my mind is blank… Maybe try a limerick or a haiku.

Now, to write a rhyme or two,
Can be something quite silly to do,
Now just for you Vicki,
Not something sticky,
Just a limerick so you won’t sue!

Just as the leaves change
So is my life changing now
I hope I’m ready

Vicki also suggests:

Maybe write about Kansas vs. Carolina… I don’t know.

Kansas vs. North Carolina
  • If this is a basketball match up, Kansas wins. Kansas Jayhawks, 2o08 national champions!
  • If it’s a question of topography, Kansas is an inclined plane while North Carolina is an arm broken out in hives, no flat surfaces anywhere.
  • If it’s a matter of vegetation, Kansas is a prairie while North Carolina is a forest and a beach.
  • If it’s a matter of people, they’re both friendly, but native Carolinians will be friendly with an accent.
  • If it’s a matter of economy, cost of living is much higher in North Carolina.
  • If it’s a matter of BBQ, Kansas does it better: beef brisket vs. vinegar-cured pork.
  • If it’s a matter of the sun’s preference, Kansas is more loved.
  • If it’s a matter of weather, North Carolina’s is simply more mild, with the minor exception of tropical storms and hurricanes.
  • If it’s a matter of me, I call them both home.

Denyse asks:
Sorta pulling from Irish Coffeehouse’s question, but who’s your favorite author? fiction or non?Did you read the Twilight books?

ane Austen is my favorite, but Charles Dickens is close. I’m basically in love with 19th century literature.

I read both fiction and nonfiction, but I find reading fiction more fun.

I did not read the Twilight books and I’m pretty sure I won’t. I don’t particularly enjoy popular books as I love reading classics, and nothing about Twilight is appealing to me (vampires? what? and I don’t care particularly for love stories). None of my RL friends are reading them, so I’m not getting any pressure to, either.

Brenda asks:
If you could celebrate only one holiday which would it be?

Definitely Christmas. It’s my favorite. I think Easter is loaded with meaning and highly important to the Christian faith, but there would be no Easter without Christmas.

Plus, I love giving gifts.

Iva asks:

Do you like chocolate? If so, what is Ronnica’s Chocolate of Choice?

I’ve been remiss! I’m sure you’ve read plenty about my love of Diet Dr Pepper, but chocolate is right up there, too. I eat it way too often. My favorite chocolate is probably Reese’s peanut butter cups, but I enjoy any milk chocolate sans mint. Who wants their chocolate to taste like their toothpaste?

Rhea asks:
What’s your favorite fairy tale and why?

I’m a sucker for fairy tales. I know that some Christians shy away from fairy tales because they often have a magical element in them, but I think they are far less dangerous than many stories told today, because they still retain a clear distinction between good and evil.

Which is my favorite? The Princess and the Pea makes me laugh, because I think that the girl who was so particular that even a small pea under many blankets was unpleasant would be high-maintenance. I’ve always enjoyed Rapunzel, because I like the idea of having extraordinary long hair. But I guess I would have to say that Cinderella is my favorite, because I love the idea of being pulled up out of poverty and cruelty and made a princess. It’s exactly what my God has done for me, except He didn’t need the help of a fairy godmother.

And:
If you had to jump into a book, which one would you choose?

Good question! I’ve already mentioned my obsession with the 19th century, so that’s where I would head, but there’s so many good books in that time period. It’d be good to go to England, because at least I’d know their language, mostly. I think I would have to choose one of Jane Austen’s books because nothing truly terrible befalls any of her characters, and though they are often in want of money, they are all of the upperclass. I think Emma would be a good one since it takes place in the country and I’d be less overwhelmed than if I went to London or Bath.

And Rhea’s last question:
If you could be super talented in one area, what art would you choose? (Singing, painting, writing, playing an instrument, etc)

Definitely writing. I want to be a great writer, as I enjoy it so much. Blogging has definitely improved my writing skills as has all those papers I’ve written for school, but I hope to work on my creative writing now that I’m finishing up school. If I could do any profession for a living, it would be to be a writer.

hi-d asks:

Did your mom have you make crafts or ornaments for Christmas when you were a kid? IF so, what are your memories of that time together making them? And did you ever believe in Santa or were you raised without that?

Yes! I specifically remember 3 crafts. One year we made candy canes out of pipe cleaners and beads; I think they still go on the tree. Every year for about 8 or 10 years we painted little clear bulbs, writing on them and dating them. I still have mine in my Christmas decorations. Lastly, my brother and I each made Christmas paper chains that we added onto each year. It’s hilarious to see the differences over the years in our skill in making such a chain. I used to make fun of my brother for how bad his chain looked early on. We still put these chains on the tree.

I was raised with Santa, but I don’t think my parents really emphasized him. I know that I never believed in him and got in trouble in my preschool class for telling others that he didn’t exist. Santa’s probably my least favorite part about Christmas now, particular for the line “He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…” Uh, no he doesn’t, but GOD does!

Mrs. Mouthy asks,
How about your most embarrassing moment ever? Or if you could choose a moment in life that really defines you, what would it be?

Most embarrassing moment? Fortunately I haven’t had too many. Maybe I don’t embarrass easily, I don’t know. I think I probably was most embarrassed when I didn’t know what to do on stage at my high school graduation when I was called as the salutatorian. We had like 5 or something at our school, and for whatever reason, my name was called first even though it wasn’t first alphabetically. The reason why I didn’t know what to do was that I had missed rehearsal for a science competition. I would have figured out what to do if they had only called someone else first so I could mimic them, but they didn’t. So it was rather embarrassing to be meander around stage in front of 360 fellow graduates and their family and friends.

A moment that defines me? Ooh, good question. Fortunately, it’s not the moment above! I think that a moment that defines me is not only my initial step of faith when I was 10, but the step towards obedience when I was 18. It was at that moment (whenever it was, not exactly sure), that I made the comment to follow my Savior all my days.

Fellow Sooner, Angela asks:
Am I crazy to think Bob Stoops is good looking? and Do you think OU will pass Texas and make it to the Big XII championship game?

Oh no, you’re not crazy. Bob Stoops is good looking. Not movie-star good looking, but nonetheless not bad to look at.

I do think that a win over OSU this week will put us past Texas in the BCS. I’m hoping that A&M will beat Texas on Thanksgiving to relieve the pressure. Of course I want us to go to the Big XII Championship game (and to the national championship game), but the real reason I want us to go to a BCS game is that I mistakenly scheduled my flight back to North Carolina during the Cotton Bowl. Oops.

Bama-obsessed JenEfer (that’s how I say in my head; I don’t know why) wants to know my:
Favorite childhood snack that you STILL have to have today… even if it is just at “comfort food” times.

Cheez-its. Totally fits that description. I don’t eat them very often, but I love to get them every once in awhile. Something else that isn’t a snack food per se is mashed potatoes. I’ll be getting some of those this weekend!

She also asks:
Do you ever find it hard to be a Christian?

Yes. There was one point my senior year of college I thought about walking away. I think more than anything, it scared me that I could even think this thought. At other times, I’ve found it hard to be a Christian because I’d just want to be selfish and just live for me.

I praise God that He’s not allowed me to walk away, and even when I’ve strayed, He’s kept me on a short leash and lead me home.

And:
If you could have one thing under the Christmas tree (and I mean material thing here… not world Peace wrapped up with a big bow) what would it be?

No, I just want world peace. =) Okay, that’s not true. I’d love a laptop sitting right under that tree (or in my lap for birthday or graduation since they come first). It would be integral for me since I want to work on my writing.

And finally:
If you were ever coming to Alabama, would you look me up (lie if you have to)?

Well, you’re obviously wanting a certain answer here, so I guess I’ll give it to you. Of course I’d look you up. I’m about 98% certain that’s not a lie. Sadly, I’m also about 98% certain that I won’t be in Alabama anytime soon.

Thanks, all! Those were some good questions!

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I’m thankful that this is the last workday of the week and first thing tomorrow morning I’ll be on my way to Kansas!

A Peek Inside My Brain

Okay, I’m still not quite up to my usual blogging self. Not really sure what the deal is. Please help me out by going back to yesterday’s post and asking me a question or two! Answers forthcoming tomorrow.

Today you’re in for a treat, or maybe this will just disturb you. I’ve tried to take note of every time a bizarro thought has come to mind. So climb aboard the Magic School Bus (I loved those books as a kid!)…

I saw something in my trunk that says, “Merry Christmas.” Nope, it’s not a future Christmas present.

It’s weird to find out someone’s real name if you’ve only known them by their bloggy alias. I guess I forget that they have real names.

Flipping through my reading/writing journal I saw the phrase “clown pants.”

I’ve never been good at blowing out candles. I guess it doesn’t matter how much hot air you have.

Why am I so tired? Maybe I just have a case of the Mondays.

North Carolina is my state. Weird.

I can type with one hand, as long as that one hand is my left hand. I can only hunt and peck with my right hand. I really don’t think the keys move…

Maybe this is early, but I don’t think I can jinx it anyway: I’m already thinking about good natured trash talk to use with Jen.

Fluffy starts with flu.