After this, I will FINALLY be caught up with showing off my pictures -- yea!
For Rindy's 25 birthday (on the 25th), we decided to have a slip and slide party. Because, yes, we're in our mid to late 20s and we think it's awesome to have slip and slides.
After Monday, though, I think we all wanted to pass out from exhaustion. And bruises and scrapes. And possible concussions.
Anyway, it might have taken me the better part of a day to figure all this out, but here are three videos from our Slip and Slide Extravaganza for your viewing pleasure!
Video 1: Girls' Race
Me and Rindy find out...I'm the better slider, hahahaha!!!
Video 2: Boys' Race
Superman and Dustin compete.
Video 3: Superman consistently worries that he's going to have to take Dustin to the hospital for a concussion.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Playing Catch Up, Part Three: The wedding
(P.S. There are four parts...Stay tuned for tomorrow's conclusion. If I can figure out how to put video on here, it will come with a video or two!)
The bride and groom may be on their honeymoon, but I guarantee that those of us who attended S & O's wedding had one heck of a fabulous time. The majority of my mom's family attended, and we just spent the entire weekend catching up and being michevious. It's what we do.
I mean, who doesn't see "Trouble" with these two? And my cousin, on the right, is a preacher!
J and his beautiful wife. Theirs was the wedding with the snapping fingers.
The groom, my cousin, with his sister and mother
Family with the bride in blue
The bridal party
My cousin, my aunt, the bride's mother, the bride, and people I don't know who were in the wedding
My cousin and his lovely wife
Me and J's wife
The groom, dancing with his mother at the reception
Mom and her sister
My cousin's in the middle, shakin' that thang ;)
N and my aunt -- both went to Chicago with me (N's mom went as well)
Lois Lane and Superman =)
My uncle and his wife
Shock and suprise, J is being silly.
This was SUPPOSED to be a picture of the girls...J and Superman just jumped in.
My cousin and aunt, his mom
It's like I told my cousin, N: "Can we do this again next weekend?" =)
The bride and groom may be on their honeymoon, but I guarantee that those of us who attended S & O's wedding had one heck of a fabulous time. The majority of my mom's family attended, and we just spent the entire weekend catching up and being michevious. It's what we do.
I mean, who doesn't see "Trouble" with these two? And my cousin, on the right, is a preacher!
J and his beautiful wife. Theirs was the wedding with the snapping fingers.
The groom, my cousin, with his sister and mother
Family with the bride in blue
The bridal party
My cousin, my aunt, the bride's mother, the bride, and people I don't know who were in the wedding
My cousin and his lovely wife
Me and J's wife
The groom, dancing with his mother at the reception
Mom and her sister
My cousin's in the middle, shakin' that thang ;)
N and my aunt -- both went to Chicago with me (N's mom went as well)
Lois Lane and Superman =)
My uncle and his wife
Shock and suprise, J is being silly.
This was SUPPOSED to be a picture of the girls...J and Superman just jumped in.
My cousin and aunt, his mom
It's like I told my cousin, N: "Can we do this again next weekend?" =)
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Playing Catch Up, Part Two: The new car
NOTE: Superman did wonderfully with getting his wisdom tooth out this morning. He was very nervous, but the entire procedure took about 15 minutes, and right now he's sitting up playing video games -- with no pain. Yea!!
Also in happy Superman news...we got a new car!! His old Gallant, which we got right before we got married, finally was traded in. That poor car...it went through a lot...a hit and run...being driven through a large ditch, which took off the front and back bumper (not us driving)...Hurricane Katrina...It's like the cat car -- it has nine lives.
But on Life Four, the air died. And I was going to die to ride in it. Remember, we live in Louisiana. And I get cranky when I get too hot. Or too cold. Or am tired. Or hungry. Or...whatever. ;)
Superman had a lot of good memories with the Gallant. After all, we had that car when we got married, when we moved into our new house, when we moved back up to north Louisiana from New Orleans. It was the "family car."
After a full day of searching and debating and finding just the right one...we did it. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present our 2007 Ford Focus.
While the Gallant will always have a soft spot in our hearts, I am so happy to have this beautiful vehicle!
Okay, I have to run now. Superman is eating ice cream, and I don't think he feels the ice cream running down his face.
Sigh. =) I love that man.
Also in happy Superman news...we got a new car!! His old Gallant, which we got right before we got married, finally was traded in. That poor car...it went through a lot...a hit and run...being driven through a large ditch, which took off the front and back bumper (not us driving)...Hurricane Katrina...It's like the cat car -- it has nine lives.
But on Life Four, the air died. And I was going to die to ride in it. Remember, we live in Louisiana. And I get cranky when I get too hot. Or too cold. Or am tired. Or hungry. Or...whatever. ;)
Superman had a lot of good memories with the Gallant. After all, we had that car when we got married, when we moved into our new house, when we moved back up to north Louisiana from New Orleans. It was the "family car."
After a full day of searching and debating and finding just the right one...we did it. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present our 2007 Ford Focus.
While the Gallant will always have a soft spot in our hearts, I am so happy to have this beautiful vehicle!
Okay, I have to run now. Superman is eating ice cream, and I don't think he feels the ice cream running down his face.
Sigh. =) I love that man.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Playing Catch Up, Part One: Anniversary gift
There's sooo much to talk about that I just haven't gotten around to, so, in chronological order, we'll start with the earliest: Superman and my anniversary gift to my parents.
My parents eloped when my dad was 20 and my mom was 19 at this church...
I decided I wanted a picture done, and my husband announced that, hey, he could do it.
I must admit, I was slightly dubious. We've been married almost four years, and I just discover he's artistic? WHAT??!!
All I got to say is that you learn something new everyday. ;)
Anyway, here's the picture that my sweet and super talented husband made:
I love him so much!!
As for this weekend, the wedding was fabulous, and I was able to spend time with my family. Oh, and yesterday? We discovered that we might be a little old for slip and slides...due to bruises, cuts, and possible concussions. ;)
But that will come later...
**NOTE: Superman is getting his wisdom tooth pulled tomorrow, and he's a little nervous, so keep us in your prayers. Thanks!**
My parents eloped when my dad was 20 and my mom was 19 at this church...
I decided I wanted a picture done, and my husband announced that, hey, he could do it.
I must admit, I was slightly dubious. We've been married almost four years, and I just discover he's artistic? WHAT??!!
All I got to say is that you learn something new everyday. ;)
Anyway, here's the picture that my sweet and super talented husband made:
I love him so much!!
As for this weekend, the wedding was fabulous, and I was able to spend time with my family. Oh, and yesterday? We discovered that we might be a little old for slip and slides...due to bruises, cuts, and possible concussions. ;)
But that will come later...
**NOTE: Superman is getting his wisdom tooth pulled tomorrow, and he's a little nervous, so keep us in your prayers. Thanks!**
Friday, May 22, 2009
Caffeinated Randomness: Wedding Weekend
It's a nice day for a white wedding...
(Sorry, couldn't help myself, haha!)
So this is is the wedding weekend. My wonderful cousin S is marrying a beautiful girl with a stunning voice. You really should hear O sing. I'm sure I will have tons of pictures to share with y'all next week, but, as this is Caffeinated Randomness, I decided to share memories of some of the fun weddings I've attended...
Winner of the Wedding Nazi Coordinator
Though I should win this one (haha), I'm going to give it to someone else. I was the first bridesmaid scheduled to walk out for Misti's wedding, but unfortunately Misti's wedding coordinator, who was VERY stressed out, thought I was supposed to walk out at the slideshow. I knew better, but that did not stop her from (I kid you not) shoving me out into the aisle. I walked about two steps, turned around and said, "This isn't right. This is sooo not right" as the other bridesmaids started arguing with the coordinator, telling her she was wrong as I walked back in the foyer. Thankfully no one saw this little episode.
Shortest Wedding Award
The shortest wedding I ever went to was my oldest female cousin's wedding, which was 16 minutes. And the world rejoiced.
Best Wedding Food
Our friends J and H take the cake for this one. Their wedding was catered by a wonderful place who made the best fried fish, meat pies, etc. Wow, my stomach seriously just growled now.
Funniest Wedding Moment
This was at Jacob (my cousin) wedding, when Jacob snapped his fingers at the best man for the ring, then the best man turned and snapped his fingers at the next groomsmen, and so on and so on until the last groomsmen, who snapped his fingers at no one, looked confused, and then patted his coat pockets until he found the ring. The ring then got passed from groomsmen to groomsmen until it got to Jacob. Really cute.
Best Bouquet Toss
All right, our wedding has to win on this one because our friend, an awesome former college softball star and current collegiate softball coach, jumped three feet in the air to catch my bouquet. The picture is incredible with her airborne like that. Wish I could find it, though...
Best Reception Decorations
I'm going with my best friend from elementary school here. The reception was absolutely breathtaking, very romantic with dimmed lights, a gazebo-like thing in the middle of the room, and...it was just gorgeous.
Best Music to Walk Out
This goes to a high school/family friend, who walked out to "Son of a Preacher." Very appropriate and hilarious, as the groom truly was the son of a preacher.
Most Fun and Casual Wedding
No surprises here, Rindy wins. She and her husband decided to elope one day and got married with a Justice of the Peace in a small park. It was so random and spontaneous and so much fun.
And y'all know I couldn't end this without sharing a picture from our own wedding. And, unfortunately, since I'm having trouble accessing them, this one is of my sweet hubby, left, and his groomsman, who caught the garter (and proposed to his girlfriend on our honeymoon! They're expecting their first child any day now!).
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(Sorry, couldn't help myself, haha!)
So this is is the wedding weekend. My wonderful cousin S is marrying a beautiful girl with a stunning voice. You really should hear O sing. I'm sure I will have tons of pictures to share with y'all next week, but, as this is Caffeinated Randomness, I decided to share memories of some of the fun weddings I've attended...
Winner of the Wedding Nazi Coordinator
Though I should win this one (haha), I'm going to give it to someone else. I was the first bridesmaid scheduled to walk out for Misti's wedding, but unfortunately Misti's wedding coordinator, who was VERY stressed out, thought I was supposed to walk out at the slideshow. I knew better, but that did not stop her from (I kid you not) shoving me out into the aisle. I walked about two steps, turned around and said, "This isn't right. This is sooo not right" as the other bridesmaids started arguing with the coordinator, telling her she was wrong as I walked back in the foyer. Thankfully no one saw this little episode.
Shortest Wedding Award
The shortest wedding I ever went to was my oldest female cousin's wedding, which was 16 minutes. And the world rejoiced.
Best Wedding Food
Our friends J and H take the cake for this one. Their wedding was catered by a wonderful place who made the best fried fish, meat pies, etc. Wow, my stomach seriously just growled now.
Funniest Wedding Moment
This was at Jacob (my cousin) wedding, when Jacob snapped his fingers at the best man for the ring, then the best man turned and snapped his fingers at the next groomsmen, and so on and so on until the last groomsmen, who snapped his fingers at no one, looked confused, and then patted his coat pockets until he found the ring. The ring then got passed from groomsmen to groomsmen until it got to Jacob. Really cute.
Best Bouquet Toss
All right, our wedding has to win on this one because our friend, an awesome former college softball star and current collegiate softball coach, jumped three feet in the air to catch my bouquet. The picture is incredible with her airborne like that. Wish I could find it, though...
Best Reception Decorations
I'm going with my best friend from elementary school here. The reception was absolutely breathtaking, very romantic with dimmed lights, a gazebo-like thing in the middle of the room, and...it was just gorgeous.
Best Music to Walk Out
This goes to a high school/family friend, who walked out to "Son of a Preacher." Very appropriate and hilarious, as the groom truly was the son of a preacher.
Most Fun and Casual Wedding
No surprises here, Rindy wins. She and her husband decided to elope one day and got married with a Justice of the Peace in a small park. It was so random and spontaneous and so much fun.
And y'all know I couldn't end this without sharing a picture from our own wedding. And, unfortunately, since I'm having trouble accessing them, this one is of my sweet hubby, left, and his groomsman, who caught the garter (and proposed to his girlfriend on our honeymoon! They're expecting their first child any day now!).
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
WYAW: Summer's a'comin'
It's an all new edition of What's Your Answer Wednesday!!! Glad you could come and visit, and let's get right into this summer-filled fun!
1. Do you and your family take annual summer vacations?
2. What was your favorite vacation growing up?
3. What is your dream vacation?
4. Did you ever have a bad vacation experience? If so, what was it?
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My answers:
1. I think we have every year, but it hasn't actually been a "tradition." We've been to Hot Springs a couple of times, went to Boston last May, go to New Orleans often to see family, and this summer we're heading to Ohio to visit friends.
2. My favorite vacation...Boston. Even though it rained pretty much the entire time we were there, Superman and I had so much fun. It was just a great vacation to reconnect and spend quality time together without work and without distractions of day-to-day life.
3. Dream vaca: I have two. One, I want to go to Europe. I'm not picky about the country, but I want to go to Europe. Two, I want to go to Hawaii. Superman and I have both been -- but we haven't been together. I want to go to the North Shore, where Lost is filmed, and learn to surf. It's a goal. I'd rather do that than go to Europe. Yep.
4. I don't think I have...Well, we went to Branson last year with my parents for Christmas (Christmas 2007), and it was just frustrating. We had a good time, but my parents had to deal with crazy time-share stuff, and then we had to cut the vacation short because of bad weather. But other than that, I've loved my vacations! And now I want to go to the beach. (Superman, are you reading this? LOL.)
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Monday, May 18, 2009
Moderation and organization
I've been pretty much running on caffeine for the last two weeks. May has been super busy, which really does make me happy. I like being busy. I don't like sitting with nothing to do.
But things are suffering -- such as my house, which hasn't been clean in the past two weeks. And my sleep, which I love. And my husband, who rarely gets good meals now. And the pup. I haven't scheduled a puppy play date for her or taken her running in ages, though she did get some much needed exercise this past weekend with Puddin'.
First, to organize the next two weeks:
This week
* I must get this five-page bio for the sports department sent out TODAY.
* I have to grade those final three papers today.
* Senior grades need to be posted tomorrow.
* I give a final tomorrow.
* At some point this week, I have to run to the nearest large town, 30 mins away, and return two items and pick up papers.
* Again, at some point this week, I either have to get my nails done or do them myself. Either way works for me (though I wouldn't mind getting pampered...).
* Friday night is the rehearsal dinner (two hours away) for my cousin's wedding. We're taking Superdog and staying with my parents, who live 30 mins away from the wedding location.
* Saturday is the wedding, the brunch (for the men and Superman), oh, and did I mention I have to cover our university's graduation, which is 1 hour and 30 mins away? Yep. So Saturday morning my dad and I are driving back here where I can cover graduation and then booking it BACK to the wedding location.
Next week
* Sunday the family who are still around are going to my mom's family's church in Arkansas.
* Monday is one of my best friend's birthday. Par-Tay!!
* Wednesday Superman is getting his wisdom teeth out. Poor thing!
...And then, we get ready for school at Super Duper University, four hours away (a once-a-week commute), which begins June 4.
(P.S. That's also the day my online class I'm teaching begins. FABULOUS.)
Now that I'm organized, I need to moderate. Moderate what, you ask? My coffee intake (Wailing and moaning commences). Superman is going to be my wonderful driver to SDU, but we'll still be getting back home at about 1 a.m. Friday. And, yes, I have to work Friday. Therefore, in order for that double shot espresso to work as intended, I need to cut back from being a four-cup-a-day-plus-one-diet-coke girl to a one-cup--a-day coffee girl.
I've done it for three days so far. It's not been pleasant.
I keep thinking that things are going to slow down, but they're not. The only way not to get overwhelmed is to organize. And I would like to publically commend Superman for cleaning our junk, whoops, I mean SPARE, bedroom. And I don't mean halfway cleaning. He SUPER cleaned it. After all, he is Superman. That really mdae me feel calmer, because if my house is clean, I just feel more organized.
And, no, I'm not OCD. I'm not amazingly organized by any means. I just fake it.
But things are suffering -- such as my house, which hasn't been clean in the past two weeks. And my sleep, which I love. And my husband, who rarely gets good meals now. And the pup. I haven't scheduled a puppy play date for her or taken her running in ages, though she did get some much needed exercise this past weekend with Puddin'.
First, to organize the next two weeks:
This week
* I must get this five-page bio for the sports department sent out TODAY.
* I have to grade those final three papers today.
* Senior grades need to be posted tomorrow.
* I give a final tomorrow.
* At some point this week, I have to run to the nearest large town, 30 mins away, and return two items and pick up papers.
* Again, at some point this week, I either have to get my nails done or do them myself. Either way works for me (though I wouldn't mind getting pampered...).
* Friday night is the rehearsal dinner (two hours away) for my cousin's wedding. We're taking Superdog and staying with my parents, who live 30 mins away from the wedding location.
* Saturday is the wedding, the brunch (for the men and Superman), oh, and did I mention I have to cover our university's graduation, which is 1 hour and 30 mins away? Yep. So Saturday morning my dad and I are driving back here where I can cover graduation and then booking it BACK to the wedding location.
Next week
* Sunday the family who are still around are going to my mom's family's church in Arkansas.
* Monday is one of my best friend's birthday. Par-Tay!!
* Wednesday Superman is getting his wisdom teeth out. Poor thing!
...And then, we get ready for school at Super Duper University, four hours away (a once-a-week commute), which begins June 4.
(P.S. That's also the day my online class I'm teaching begins. FABULOUS.)
Now that I'm organized, I need to moderate. Moderate what, you ask? My coffee intake (Wailing and moaning commences). Superman is going to be my wonderful driver to SDU, but we'll still be getting back home at about 1 a.m. Friday. And, yes, I have to work Friday. Therefore, in order for that double shot espresso to work as intended, I need to cut back from being a four-cup-a-day-plus-one-diet-coke girl to a one-cup--a-day coffee girl.
I've done it for three days so far. It's not been pleasant.
I keep thinking that things are going to slow down, but they're not. The only way not to get overwhelmed is to organize. And I would like to publically commend Superman for cleaning our junk, whoops, I mean SPARE, bedroom. And I don't mean halfway cleaning. He SUPER cleaned it. After all, he is Superman. That really mdae me feel calmer, because if my house is clean, I just feel more organized.
And, no, I'm not OCD. I'm not amazingly organized by any means. I just fake it.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Caffeinated Randomness: Baby shower
Superman and I helped host a baby shower for our close friends last night, and it turned out to be a success!!! So for this week's Caffeinated Randomness, I wanted to share some pics of the shower.
Me and the Mommy-to-be
Mom and Dad opening gifts
Superman, savoring his one piece of cookie cake
R, her dad, and one of our friends, who is due in September
We're heading out of state this weekend to go to our cooking class -- yeah, remember Superman's Valentine gift from three months ago? We're FINALLY getting to do it, lol. I'll let you know how it goes.
OH, and my parents will celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary TOMORROW. How simply awesome is that??
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Me and the Mommy-to-be
Mom and Dad opening gifts
Superman, savoring his one piece of cookie cake
R, her dad, and one of our friends, who is due in September
We're heading out of state this weekend to go to our cooking class -- yeah, remember Superman's Valentine gift from three months ago? We're FINALLY getting to do it, lol. I'll let you know how it goes.
OH, and my parents will celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary TOMORROW. How simply awesome is that??
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
What's Your Answer Wednesday: The Romantic One
First, let me say, thank you for your suggestions to help my knees with running. I'm going to stretch before I run next time, AND I purchased some actual running shoes. Hopefully that will help.
Now, on to the fun!
1. What is your idea of a perfect date?
2. Do you prefer traditional gifts (ie jewelry, chocolate, flowers) from your significant other, or do you want more contemporary gifts (and give examples)?
3. Are you friends with any of your ex-boyfriends/girlfriends?
4. What has been your longest AND shortest relationship?
My answers:
1. Probably a couple of years ago I would have said an elaborate date, but now it's just pizza, sitting out with a blanket on the swing, and then coming inside to cuddle and watch a movie.
2. Traditional -- Jewelry and chocolate are usually my route!
3. Yes, one. He married one of my best friends. =)
4. Longest would be with Superman -- over 5 years (almost four married), and, shortest...I had several month-long relationships in college.
Now it's your turn!
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Now, on to the fun!
1. What is your idea of a perfect date?
2. Do you prefer traditional gifts (ie jewelry, chocolate, flowers) from your significant other, or do you want more contemporary gifts (and give examples)?
3. Are you friends with any of your ex-boyfriends/girlfriends?
4. What has been your longest AND shortest relationship?
My answers:
1. Probably a couple of years ago I would have said an elaborate date, but now it's just pizza, sitting out with a blanket on the swing, and then coming inside to cuddle and watch a movie.
2. Traditional -- Jewelry and chocolate are usually my route!
3. Yes, one. He married one of my best friends. =)
4. Longest would be with Superman -- over 5 years (almost four married), and, shortest...I had several month-long relationships in college.
Now it's your turn!
Play along and click HERE!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Running
I swore I would never do it. Not just because I go against the flow on most occasions due to extreme stubbornness, but also due to laziness. And a dislike for sweating.
But I've been doing it recently. Even did it last night.
I ran.
I burned 200 calories in 28 minutes, according to the treadmill, which was my friend and enemy. Friend because it showed me my stats and enemy because I couldn't close my eyes and just run because I have little balance and grace, so I'd fall. But, then again, I guess I couldn't really close my eyes and run on a track, either. Might hit people.
I. Love. Running.
I do. It's so addicting, turns out. This month has been fairly stressful and does not look to let up at all, so running is a great escape, a great way to run (away? hmmm...) from stress and work and everything else.
It's also a great way to shed pounds for my cousin's upcoming wedding.
However, I don't think I'm doing it correctly. Granted, I'm the first person who'd say, "What?? You don't think you're RUNNING correctly? Is there a wrong way?" But here's the thing. I'm 25 years old and I have popping kneecaps on most days. In fact, walking down stairs is just a hoot for anyone around. As long as it's quiet, you can hear my left knee creak...creak. I'm a one-woman prop comic without the need for props.
And here's something else that was strange yesterday: my hip (Again, I'm 25) started feeling strange, like it was rubbing up against a piece of tendon/bone/have-no-idea that kind of hurt.
So...is my body just rebelling against the running, or is it possible that I'm doing it wrong? I know a lot of you are runners, so I'd appreciate the input. =)
But I've been doing it recently. Even did it last night.
I ran.
I burned 200 calories in 28 minutes, according to the treadmill, which was my friend and enemy. Friend because it showed me my stats and enemy because I couldn't close my eyes and just run because I have little balance and grace, so I'd fall. But, then again, I guess I couldn't really close my eyes and run on a track, either. Might hit people.
I. Love. Running.
I do. It's so addicting, turns out. This month has been fairly stressful and does not look to let up at all, so running is a great escape, a great way to run (away? hmmm...) from stress and work and everything else.
It's also a great way to shed pounds for my cousin's upcoming wedding.
However, I don't think I'm doing it correctly. Granted, I'm the first person who'd say, "What?? You don't think you're RUNNING correctly? Is there a wrong way?" But here's the thing. I'm 25 years old and I have popping kneecaps on most days. In fact, walking down stairs is just a hoot for anyone around. As long as it's quiet, you can hear my left knee creak...creak. I'm a one-woman prop comic without the need for props.
And here's something else that was strange yesterday: my hip (Again, I'm 25) started feeling strange, like it was rubbing up against a piece of tendon/bone/have-no-idea that kind of hurt.
So...is my body just rebelling against the running, or is it possible that I'm doing it wrong? I know a lot of you are runners, so I'd appreciate the input. =)
Saturday, May 9, 2009
My mama
She was 19 when she married my dad in El Dorado, Ark. They eloped.
She was 34 when she had her first child -- me!
She is, without a doubt, amazing.
My mom never was the "coolest" mom. She didn't buy me and my friends alcohol, she didn't let me go to the "fun" high school parties, she didn't let me wear short shirts or dresses.
She took me to church every week. She encouraged me to sing, to join our church's choir, to invite my friends over to our house so she could keep an eye on us. She made me keep my bedroom door open when boys were around and paid for me to have tennis and dance lessons.
She showed me what a good marriage was by her relationship with my dad -- they'll have been married for forty years, as of next Saturday. She pushed me to do well in school, so that when I graduated, I had college paid for with scholarships.
She showed me how little some things mattered -- like not being the girlfriend of the cute boy in school or being the party girl. She gave me her honest opinion when I did things wrong but always complimented me for a job well done.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't talk to my mom. We're closer than a lot of kids are to their moms, and I am so thankful for that. I am so thankful I have a woman to model myself after. She's not perfect -- no one is -- but she comes mighty close on many occasions.
I love you, Mom. Happy early Mother's Day.
She was 34 when she had her first child -- me!
She is, without a doubt, amazing.
My mom never was the "coolest" mom. She didn't buy me and my friends alcohol, she didn't let me go to the "fun" high school parties, she didn't let me wear short shirts or dresses.
She took me to church every week. She encouraged me to sing, to join our church's choir, to invite my friends over to our house so she could keep an eye on us. She made me keep my bedroom door open when boys were around and paid for me to have tennis and dance lessons.
She showed me what a good marriage was by her relationship with my dad -- they'll have been married for forty years, as of next Saturday. She pushed me to do well in school, so that when I graduated, I had college paid for with scholarships.
She showed me how little some things mattered -- like not being the girlfriend of the cute boy in school or being the party girl. She gave me her honest opinion when I did things wrong but always complimented me for a job well done.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't talk to my mom. We're closer than a lot of kids are to their moms, and I am so thankful for that. I am so thankful I have a woman to model myself after. She's not perfect -- no one is -- but she comes mighty close on many occasions.
I love you, Mom. Happy early Mother's Day.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
By faith, you…
Finish the thought for yourself.
I just wanted to share with you some thoughts I’ve been having this week regarding faith and miracles.
One of my students, who is an atheist, brought up a question in one of his blogs (because I have them write blogs as assignments) that I found peculiar: If God exists, why don’t we see miracles (I assume he’s referring to events such as the burning bush, the Flood, Pentecost, etc., not miracles such as life itself)?
I have a different question: Why do we not acknowledge those miracles?
I don’t know your thoughts on miracles in general, but I fully believe God works supernaturally and in ways we cannot understand. I have seen too much in my life to believe otherwise.
But, honestly, that’s not the point of today’s blog. I bet you’re surprised, aren’t ya? ;)
No, I want to share what God has done this week to those around me.
First, let’s start with Superman. His diabetes is getting under control. His blood sugar is ranging in the 80s, which is FABULOUS. We were riding in the car Sunday, he was reading without his glasses (I was driving), and suddenly he looked up and exclaimed, “I can see!”
I glanced warily at him. “What?”
“I can see!” His mouth hung open. “I can see – without my glasses. I can see the street signs and the houses – I can see it all.”
And he could. He thoroughly enjoyed reading the street signs -- better than me with my contacts -- all the way home. We called our “resident doctor,” who told us that as Superman’s blood sugar got under control, his eyesight would improve. I gotta say, y’all might not consider that a miracle, but it’s nice to see my hubby’s beautiful blue eyes without glasses in front of them.
Now, on to the student. I don’t teach her, but she is a journalism major, and she lost a friend in a car crash last week. She’s devastated. She came in my office to mention something, and her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She apologized, which I told her there was no reason for, and she just said how she had been taught in church that her friend was in a better place…but it all just seemed like empty platitudes.
Rachel had shared with me a while back her thoughts on faith and death when one of my colleagues questioned God because of a man who died. I knew I didn’t have the answers – no one does – but this reply Rachel sent really helped. (It’s posted at the end.)
I printed out the sheet and handed it to my student. She read it over, hugged and thanked me, and left.
She returned the next morning with a bright smile on her face. “I just wanted to thank you for giving me that sheet again,” she said. “It still hurts, but that helped so much. I made a copy of it for my friends – I hope you don’t mind.”
“Of course not!” I said. “I hope you pass it on.”
And she did. She truly is a changed girl. She’s still sad, you can see it in her eyes, but there is an unwavering Hope and Joy that she knows that while we don’t understand God’s plan, we do know He is in control.
Here is the message:
This is tough, because it's almost an unanswerable question.
First of all, by questioning why someone dies and how and when, what they do is a presumption of judgment over God. What people mean when they make comments like hers is, "If I were God, this wouldn't have happened." It's a statement of a position of righteousness - "I know better than God." The book of Job asks, "Is any man more righteous than God?" (Job 4:17).
We will NEVER understand why certain people die so young or in pain, especially those who are God's servants and mouthpieces. So the best answer for when someone asks, "Why did this happen?" is "I don't know."
Matt 5:45, the sun and rain fall on the righteous and the unrighteous.
We have to be able to take both what good happens and what "bad" happens, and not be selective of what we choose to accept; otherwise we fall into the role of playing God by deciding what should and shouldn't happen. Why did God allow this to happen? We don't know and we never will. We just have to accept that His purposes are being accomplished still through it.
Keep an eternal perspective in all things, not just the good. God is outside of time; He sees all and knows all. Who knows? We don't know. Sometimes in our suffering we minister best to others. Perhaps God allowed him to have and perish because God knew he would hold firm until the end as we're commanded to do, versus someone who would abandon God over the "injustice" of it. We have no problem lauding a martyr who willingly gives their life to God, but we like to play judge when it's someone we think should be allowed to stick around awhile. Romans 8:28: All things work together for good to them that love God and are called according to His purpose. Take heart that God's purpose was accomplished in him. Obviously he made an impact, and for that he is probably receiving a "Well done, good and faithful servant."
Grieving is natural but you have to be careful to not place yourself in the "God" position and think that "you could do it better" because we're humans. We have a human perspective, whereas God is outside of time. And that's as much as we can say.
Take comfort in Romans 8:28, and also in Psalm 37:25 "I was young and now am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken." If David can say these words and they're good enough to be put in the Bible, then we can believe them, too.
I just wanted to share with you some thoughts I’ve been having this week regarding faith and miracles.
One of my students, who is an atheist, brought up a question in one of his blogs (because I have them write blogs as assignments) that I found peculiar: If God exists, why don’t we see miracles (I assume he’s referring to events such as the burning bush, the Flood, Pentecost, etc., not miracles such as life itself)?
I have a different question: Why do we not acknowledge those miracles?
I don’t know your thoughts on miracles in general, but I fully believe God works supernaturally and in ways we cannot understand. I have seen too much in my life to believe otherwise.
But, honestly, that’s not the point of today’s blog. I bet you’re surprised, aren’t ya? ;)
No, I want to share what God has done this week to those around me.
First, let’s start with Superman. His diabetes is getting under control. His blood sugar is ranging in the 80s, which is FABULOUS. We were riding in the car Sunday, he was reading without his glasses (I was driving), and suddenly he looked up and exclaimed, “I can see!”
I glanced warily at him. “What?”
“I can see!” His mouth hung open. “I can see – without my glasses. I can see the street signs and the houses – I can see it all.”
And he could. He thoroughly enjoyed reading the street signs -- better than me with my contacts -- all the way home. We called our “resident doctor,” who told us that as Superman’s blood sugar got under control, his eyesight would improve. I gotta say, y’all might not consider that a miracle, but it’s nice to see my hubby’s beautiful blue eyes without glasses in front of them.
Now, on to the student. I don’t teach her, but she is a journalism major, and she lost a friend in a car crash last week. She’s devastated. She came in my office to mention something, and her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She apologized, which I told her there was no reason for, and she just said how she had been taught in church that her friend was in a better place…but it all just seemed like empty platitudes.
Rachel had shared with me a while back her thoughts on faith and death when one of my colleagues questioned God because of a man who died. I knew I didn’t have the answers – no one does – but this reply Rachel sent really helped. (It’s posted at the end.)
I printed out the sheet and handed it to my student. She read it over, hugged and thanked me, and left.
She returned the next morning with a bright smile on her face. “I just wanted to thank you for giving me that sheet again,” she said. “It still hurts, but that helped so much. I made a copy of it for my friends – I hope you don’t mind.”
“Of course not!” I said. “I hope you pass it on.”
And she did. She truly is a changed girl. She’s still sad, you can see it in her eyes, but there is an unwavering Hope and Joy that she knows that while we don’t understand God’s plan, we do know He is in control.
Here is the message:
This is tough, because it's almost an unanswerable question.
First of all, by questioning why someone dies and how and when, what they do is a presumption of judgment over God. What people mean when they make comments like hers is, "If I were God, this wouldn't have happened." It's a statement of a position of righteousness - "I know better than God." The book of Job asks, "Is any man more righteous than God?" (Job 4:17).
We will NEVER understand why certain people die so young or in pain, especially those who are God's servants and mouthpieces. So the best answer for when someone asks, "Why did this happen?" is "I don't know."
Matt 5:45, the sun and rain fall on the righteous and the unrighteous.
We have to be able to take both what good happens and what "bad" happens, and not be selective of what we choose to accept; otherwise we fall into the role of playing God by deciding what should and shouldn't happen. Why did God allow this to happen? We don't know and we never will. We just have to accept that His purposes are being accomplished still through it.
Keep an eternal perspective in all things, not just the good. God is outside of time; He sees all and knows all. Who knows? We don't know. Sometimes in our suffering we minister best to others. Perhaps God allowed him to have and perish because God knew he would hold firm until the end as we're commanded to do, versus someone who would abandon God over the "injustice" of it. We have no problem lauding a martyr who willingly gives their life to God, but we like to play judge when it's someone we think should be allowed to stick around awhile. Romans 8:28: All things work together for good to them that love God and are called according to His purpose. Take heart that God's purpose was accomplished in him. Obviously he made an impact, and for that he is probably receiving a "Well done, good and faithful servant."
Grieving is natural but you have to be careful to not place yourself in the "God" position and think that "you could do it better" because we're humans. We have a human perspective, whereas God is outside of time. And that's as much as we can say.
Take comfort in Romans 8:28, and also in Psalm 37:25 "I was young and now am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken." If David can say these words and they're good enough to be put in the Bible, then we can believe them, too.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
What's your answer Wednesday
I love What's Your Answer Wednesdays because they're like mini surveys, and we get to learn more about each other!
1. What is your occupation?
2. Did you go to college? If so, what did you major in?
3. What is your favorite recipe? And please share, lol!
4. Do you have pets, and, if you do, what are they and what are their names?
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My answers
1. Journalism instructor/senior writing associate
2. Yes, journalism and English
3. Cream tacos – a great cold weather meal:
2 lbs ground beef
2 cans ranch style beans
1 can chili no beans
1 can rotel
1 lb velvetta
Small thing of whipping cream
Rice or Doritos to top
Brown the hamburger meat and drain. Add everything except the whipping cream. Mix together well until cheese is melted and all is heated thoroughly. Cut off burner. Add whipping cream and mix well. Serve in a bowl with rice or Doritos (my favorite).
4. A Chihuahua named Vicki (aka Superdog)
For more What's Your Answer fun, click HERE!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Three
(FYI -- I'm too lazy this morning to find a picture of the book...Need...more...coffee...)
It starts off with a BANG. A right there, in-your-face, fairly immediate BANG.
And then the smoke clears. And just as Kevin Parson, the protagonist of our story, stares at the charred wreckage that is his car, I read for 200 pages, wondering when the next BANG would occur.
Turns out it really didn’t happen again until the end.
Ted Dekker’s Three did have one heck of a twist in its ending. Dekker brought everything together very neatly – especially considering the shock that comes during those last few pages. But the pages between the first 50 and the last 50seem stretched.
It took me 200 pages to actually “get in” the story. Not because Dekker did not weave wonderful descriptions or stall the story. I just didn’t care about the characters. Kevin is too confused (as was I). Samantha, his childhood friend, is too much of the type to go in with guns blazing. And Jennifer…except for feeling sympathetic for her brother being murdered, I didn’t feel much of anything for her. She was a character with a lack of personality. Which, as you find out, is actually ironic.
The plot moved along a little slowly for me, even though each time a BANG occurred, it no doubt was a big one – but they seemed too few and far between for my tastes, though others probably would disagree with me.
I did like the book, believe it or not. During the end battle with Slater and Kevin, I could not put it down. I wanted to know everything – I wanted all the secrets to be revealed, which, to my happiness, they were (well, all minus one, which I think needs to be made into a sequel…Maybe Four?). It’s quite an unusual story with enough twists and turns to keep me thoroughly entertained, but, as I mentioned before, it was hard for me to really feel the characters.
This might not be a book that I pick up and read again and again for fun, but, if you are enthralled by it, I have no doubt you’ll read it many times to pick up on secrets you did not recognize during the first go-around.
It’s a fun read, even late at night (no nightmares here). It’s not really a “beachy” book, for those of you getting ready to go on vacation, but more of a book to read after the kids are in bed and you have a cup of hot tea and a nice blanket wrapped around you. Enjoy.
It starts off with a BANG. A right there, in-your-face, fairly immediate BANG.
And then the smoke clears. And just as Kevin Parson, the protagonist of our story, stares at the charred wreckage that is his car, I read for 200 pages, wondering when the next BANG would occur.
Turns out it really didn’t happen again until the end.
Ted Dekker’s Three did have one heck of a twist in its ending. Dekker brought everything together very neatly – especially considering the shock that comes during those last few pages. But the pages between the first 50 and the last 50seem stretched.
It took me 200 pages to actually “get in” the story. Not because Dekker did not weave wonderful descriptions or stall the story. I just didn’t care about the characters. Kevin is too confused (as was I). Samantha, his childhood friend, is too much of the type to go in with guns blazing. And Jennifer…except for feeling sympathetic for her brother being murdered, I didn’t feel much of anything for her. She was a character with a lack of personality. Which, as you find out, is actually ironic.
The plot moved along a little slowly for me, even though each time a BANG occurred, it no doubt was a big one – but they seemed too few and far between for my tastes, though others probably would disagree with me.
I did like the book, believe it or not. During the end battle with Slater and Kevin, I could not put it down. I wanted to know everything – I wanted all the secrets to be revealed, which, to my happiness, they were (well, all minus one, which I think needs to be made into a sequel…Maybe Four?). It’s quite an unusual story with enough twists and turns to keep me thoroughly entertained, but, as I mentioned before, it was hard for me to really feel the characters.
This might not be a book that I pick up and read again and again for fun, but, if you are enthralled by it, I have no doubt you’ll read it many times to pick up on secrets you did not recognize during the first go-around.
It’s a fun read, even late at night (no nightmares here). It’s not really a “beachy” book, for those of you getting ready to go on vacation, but more of a book to read after the kids are in bed and you have a cup of hot tea and a nice blanket wrapped around you. Enjoy.
Monday, May 4, 2009
My fight with facebook and the stapler
This is sadly how I spent most of my Friday...
8:30 – Discover facebook is no longer the cool toy it once was. I can’t find out which friends recently updated or any status updates. How am I going to be able to stalk everyone now??
8:40 – Send facebook a feedback message, probably the first I’ve ever done. “I can’t find where to check for updates on people! Why did you change facebook??”
9:30 – Grading papers, and my stupid stapler broke. Head to facebook to write as my status, “Fighting with the stapler…and it’s winning” and find out I can’t do that because I don’t know HOW to do it again.
9:38 – Send facebook a second feedback message. “I can’t even figure out how to change my status!!! WHY DID YOU DO THIS??? I have easily dealt with EVERY CHANGE you guys have done EXCEPT for this one!!!!”
10:15 – Threw away stapler. Gotta do a press release now.
10:35 – Going to purchase new stapler.
10:37 – Make sure the university is buying the stapler. You know, budget cuts and all.
10:46 – Buy (with university’s low funds) the exact same stapler as the one I put in the trash. Wonder about the sanity of the person who buys the same stapler (though in a different color) as the one she just lost a fight with.
11:03 – Had to get back on facebook for work (seriously)…Everybody else can do status updates, it looks like. What the heck is wrong with me?
11:16 – Venturing again to facebook to see if I can figure this stuff out.
11:18 – Come to the conclusion that if you want to facebook stalk people (which probably isn’t cool, but I like seeing who gets engaged, if people uploaded new pics, etc…) you have to be on facebook ALL the time. Which also isn’t cool.
11:19 – Decide to contact facebook directly. Also considering switching back to myspace. Also just realized that when you click on the question “How do I contact facebook directly” it leads you to other people who are having the same problems. Now, that’s stupid.
11:24 – Sent the following note to facebook: “Okay, this is starting to get ridiculous. I understand that you probably have millions of people who want to e-mail you directly, but you're a big company. You need better customer support here. I clicked on "How do I contact facebook," and it took me to a page with other people having the same problems. Blind leading the blind, you know? Look, the bottom line is that I can't stay on facebook all day because I have work and a "real" life, but I do like finding out who got engaged and seeing when new pics are uploaded and stuff like that. But I can't tell when people do that now, and I don't even know how to update my status. So can you please, please, please have some site where I can see status updates and recent updates like the old one? I understand you want to update the site, but for Pete's sake, please have the info easily accessible.”
11:41 – New pearl blue stapler works like a charm.
12:44 – Tried to beat the facebook system. Died like road kill.
12:45 – Suddenly shocked that I’ve spent so much time concerned about facebook.
4:45 – One of my students come in to visit, and I complain to her about facebook. She shows me very simply the dumb mistakes I was making. I feel very, very old.
Hopefully today will be more productive. ;)
8:30 – Discover facebook is no longer the cool toy it once was. I can’t find out which friends recently updated or any status updates. How am I going to be able to stalk everyone now??
8:40 – Send facebook a feedback message, probably the first I’ve ever done. “I can’t find where to check for updates on people! Why did you change facebook??”
9:30 – Grading papers, and my stupid stapler broke. Head to facebook to write as my status, “Fighting with the stapler…and it’s winning” and find out I can’t do that because I don’t know HOW to do it again.
9:38 – Send facebook a second feedback message. “I can’t even figure out how to change my status!!! WHY DID YOU DO THIS??? I have easily dealt with EVERY CHANGE you guys have done EXCEPT for this one!!!!”
10:15 – Threw away stapler. Gotta do a press release now.
10:35 – Going to purchase new stapler.
10:37 – Make sure the university is buying the stapler. You know, budget cuts and all.
10:46 – Buy (with university’s low funds) the exact same stapler as the one I put in the trash. Wonder about the sanity of the person who buys the same stapler (though in a different color) as the one she just lost a fight with.
11:03 – Had to get back on facebook for work (seriously)…Everybody else can do status updates, it looks like. What the heck is wrong with me?
11:16 – Venturing again to facebook to see if I can figure this stuff out.
11:18 – Come to the conclusion that if you want to facebook stalk people (which probably isn’t cool, but I like seeing who gets engaged, if people uploaded new pics, etc…) you have to be on facebook ALL the time. Which also isn’t cool.
11:19 – Decide to contact facebook directly. Also considering switching back to myspace. Also just realized that when you click on the question “How do I contact facebook directly” it leads you to other people who are having the same problems. Now, that’s stupid.
11:24 – Sent the following note to facebook: “Okay, this is starting to get ridiculous. I understand that you probably have millions of people who want to e-mail you directly, but you're a big company. You need better customer support here. I clicked on "How do I contact facebook," and it took me to a page with other people having the same problems. Blind leading the blind, you know? Look, the bottom line is that I can't stay on facebook all day because I have work and a "real" life, but I do like finding out who got engaged and seeing when new pics are uploaded and stuff like that. But I can't tell when people do that now, and I don't even know how to update my status. So can you please, please, please have some site where I can see status updates and recent updates like the old one? I understand you want to update the site, but for Pete's sake, please have the info easily accessible.”
11:41 – New pearl blue stapler works like a charm.
12:44 – Tried to beat the facebook system. Died like road kill.
12:45 – Suddenly shocked that I’ve spent so much time concerned about facebook.
4:45 – One of my students come in to visit, and I complain to her about facebook. She shows me very simply the dumb mistakes I was making. I feel very, very old.
Hopefully today will be more productive. ;)
Friday, May 1, 2009
The Eight for Caffeinated Randomness
Eight things I am looking forward to
1. Crawfish boil next weekend
2. Signing up for my first Ph.D. class
3. Going to our cooking class
4. My cousin’s wedding
5. Girls’ Night tonight
6. Church picnic
7. Rebecca and Gerry’s baby shower
8. The last student paper being out
Eight things I did yesterday
1. Taught class
2. Went to see a play
3. Saw Superdog watching “doggie TV” – sitting on her perch that I created for her and looking out the window. Success!
4. Went to Starbucks
5. Saw some family
6. Gave up on trying to fix the zipper on a pair of capris
7. Graded papers
8. Gave a quiz
Eight things I wish I could do
1. Run on a consistent basis
2. Eat raw sushi without gagging at the thought
3. Not let my emotions control my actions so much
4. Stop worrying
5. Be a better house cleaner
6. Tan
7. Draw/paint
8. Sew
Eight shows I watch on TV
1. LOST
2. Chuck
3. 30 Rock
4. King of the Hill
5. The Office
6. Futurama
7. I Dream of Jeannie
8. Bewitched
Eight people I tag
The first eight people who read this and haven’t done it
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