Last night we ended up driving. It was fun, but I never think it's fun until afterwards because during I'm so tense! But it went pretty well, I didn't hit any mailboxes or cars or cats or pedestrians. =0D AND at the end I went on the expressway(as seen below)! Just for like, a mile and a half, but it was still kind of freaky. lol.
And then this morning I went for a run, just around the neighborhood once with no cul-de-sacs. 13 mins. Not bad, considering I haven't run in almost a week, but not good, considering when I did run a week ago it only took 12 mins. Well, last week I ran by myself thursday (that was the 12 minute route) and then on Friday Dad, Hannah and I ran around twice. That one was closer to a mile route, which was about 10 and 14 mins, I think.
Anyway, I have to keep moving but I felt like posting a short little something. =0D
4.19.2006
CHRIS WAS IN THE BOTTOM 3!!!
WHO NEEDS A BOYFRIEND
TO HAVE INTENSE
EMOTIONAL INVOLVEMENT
PROBLEMS WHEN YOU
DRIVE ON THE
EXPRESSWAY
FOR THE FIRST TIME AND
WATCH AMERICAN IDOL'S
RESULTS SHOW ALL IN
THE SAME NIGHT???
TO HAVE INTENSE
EMOTIONAL INVOLVEMENT
PROBLEMS WHEN YOU
DRIVE ON THE
EXPRESSWAY
FOR THE FIRST TIME AND
WATCH AMERICAN IDOL'S
RESULTS SHOW ALL IN
THE SAME NIGHT???
HEY PEOPLES
Guess what?????
Huh? I don't know.
2 exciting things:
1. Angie and Jason are having a baby!!!!
2. I had SO MUCH FUN last night! We had a 40 Days small group party, and Elysia, Hailee and Erin, plus their cousin Emily, plus me and my sisters, played APPLES TO APPLES. It was rocking awesome. I was in a really weird mood though...I think I was just high on life from actually getting to have fun with my buddies. Which would explain the raucous singing of Home on the Range...
GET YOUR HSLT APPLICATION NOW! It takes longer than 10 mins to fill out, unless of course you have a photocopy of what you sent in last year, in which case just white out the age and send it in again...I don't, but it's not a bad idea. www.hslt.tv. do it now.
Oh and this is the post that all the people who read my blog but don't comment have to comment. If you read this, take 30 seconds and comment. You click on "__ comments" at the bottom, and then you have two choices: you can either be anonymous, but sign your name, or you can be "other." I don't care what you comment (I recommend a sweet smiley face o algo en espanol) just say something! :-D
If you can't tell I'm a little boisterous at the moment...well, let me just tell you, you wouldn't be able to see it by looking at me! I look like a bump on a ...desk chair, with really fast moving fingers.
Dance tonight. There are actually few enough weeks left that you could count down pretty easily. Speaking of which
UNDER 100 DAYS TILL LT! SO GET YOUR FORMS IN! AND GET READY TO WORK HARD AND EARN SOME MONEY!
So I should probably go outside and run or something. It's too hot to run! I should run today, but I don't see when I'll have time, because we're eating soon and then I'll have dance. Maybe possibly afterwards, if I don't drive. Driving or running...possibly neither...because AI's on. We still haven't watched the last 3 people. *sigh* somebody good's going to get kicked off...unless it's Ace...in which case I won't shed I tear. I told you I'm not your average girl! lol.
I'll stop rambling and let you resume your average, normal, uncrazified lives now. Oh wait, "average"="crazified." Hmm.
Don't forget to comment! =0D
Huh? I don't know.
2 exciting things:
1. Angie and Jason are having a baby!!!!
2. I had SO MUCH FUN last night! We had a 40 Days small group party, and Elysia, Hailee and Erin, plus their cousin Emily, plus me and my sisters, played APPLES TO APPLES. It was rocking awesome. I was in a really weird mood though...I think I was just high on life from actually getting to have fun with my buddies. Which would explain the raucous singing of Home on the Range...
GET YOUR HSLT APPLICATION NOW! It takes longer than 10 mins to fill out, unless of course you have a photocopy of what you sent in last year, in which case just white out the age and send it in again...I don't, but it's not a bad idea. www.hslt.tv. do it now.
Oh and this is the post that all the people who read my blog but don't comment have to comment. If you read this, take 30 seconds and comment. You click on "__ comments" at the bottom, and then you have two choices: you can either be anonymous, but sign your name, or you can be "other." I don't care what you comment (I recommend a sweet smiley face o algo en espanol) just say something! :-D
If you can't tell I'm a little boisterous at the moment...well, let me just tell you, you wouldn't be able to see it by looking at me! I look like a bump on a ...desk chair, with really fast moving fingers.
Dance tonight. There are actually few enough weeks left that you could count down pretty easily. Speaking of which
UNDER 100 DAYS TILL LT! SO GET YOUR FORMS IN! AND GET READY TO WORK HARD AND EARN SOME MONEY!
So I should probably go outside and run or something. It's too hot to run! I should run today, but I don't see when I'll have time, because we're eating soon and then I'll have dance. Maybe possibly afterwards, if I don't drive. Driving or running...possibly neither...because AI's on. We still haven't watched the last 3 people. *sigh* somebody good's going to get kicked off...unless it's Ace...in which case I won't shed I tear. I told you I'm not your average girl! lol.
I'll stop rambling and let you resume your average, normal, uncrazified lives now. Oh wait, "average"="crazified." Hmm.
Don't forget to comment! =0D
4.12.2006
So what I'm not your average girl
I don't meet the standards of this world
Chasing after boys is not my thing
See I'm waiting for a wedding ring
No more dating
I'm just waiting
Like Sleeping Beauty
My prince will come for me
No more dating
I'm just waiting
'Cause God is writing my love story
Boys are bad; that's certainly not true
'Cause God's preparing one for you
If you get tired waiting till he comes
God's arms are the perfect place to run
Sleep - that's the only thing for me
'Cause when I sleep God's preparing one for me
All the Prince Charmings go after enchanted princesses. Who ever heard of a Prince Charming who didn't go hunt down a princess who was locked up in a tower or in an enchanted sleep? He wouldn't have to hunt her down, if she wasn't locked up in a tower, and that would take all the fun out of it. And the drama out of the story. :-D So stay in the tower, ladies. :)
Warning, drama ahead. It comes with the dragon.
If that didn't make any sense, I'll revise it...lol. Just think about the analogy between a fairy tale and nowaday's "romance."
I don't meet the standards of this world
Chasing after boys is not my thing
See I'm waiting for a wedding ring
No more dating
I'm just waiting
Like Sleeping Beauty
My prince will come for me
No more dating
I'm just waiting
'Cause God is writing my love story
Boys are bad; that's certainly not true
'Cause God's preparing one for you
If you get tired waiting till he comes
God's arms are the perfect place to run
Sleep - that's the only thing for me
'Cause when I sleep God's preparing one for me
All the Prince Charmings go after enchanted princesses. Who ever heard of a Prince Charming who didn't go hunt down a princess who was locked up in a tower or in an enchanted sleep? He wouldn't have to hunt her down, if she wasn't locked up in a tower, and that would take all the fun out of it. And the drama out of the story. :-D So stay in the tower, ladies. :)
Warning, drama ahead. It comes with the dragon.
If that didn't make any sense, I'll revise it...lol. Just think about the analogy between a fairy tale and nowaday's "romance."
4.06.2006
Leme explain...no, there is too much to 'splain. Leme sum up.
Try running with a limited supply of oxygen, small and infrequent sips of water, and a small meals at weird times that leave you hungry. That's what the past 4 days have been like. QT's (oxygen) have been rushed because I've been sleeping in to make up for not getting enough sleep (small meals). And then I haven't talked to my friends for a decent amount of time all week--lots of water is recommended. If that doesn't make sense, read it over again slowly, and that's just proof of what I'm trying to say.
So somehow there were two Tuesdays this week, and I'm hoping Thursday gets skipped because they're not usually all that great anyway. Today was the equivalent of a Wednesday, if that makes any sense. Wednesday was the second Tuesday, because we were in the Falls all day, from 10 mins after I finished school to bedtime. Past bedtime. So I'm way behind on sleep. And I've had a cold. Not a bad one, but that doesn't matter, I've still only been about 80% of my normal self. If that. Seems like I've been so worried about all the little details I've forgotten about the essentials! Well, I haven't forgotten, I just haven't stayed totally focused and so I run out of time. But hopefully things will go back to normal, Friday will be Friday and not Thursday....
Oh, here's what Wednesday looked like--I don't have time to edit it, so I hope it makes sufficient sense. This is what my away message was, before Dad turned off the computer, at any rate.
We're going to a friend's grandma's calling hours tonight at five for a little bit, dropping dad off at a country-music-station music-survey at 6, and getting dinner somewhere. Then Hannah, Mom and I occupy ourselves for half an hour (ended up being Goodwill, I got a purse and a belt, $3 total!) before my dance class at 7, Hannah's piano lesson at 7:30, I get picked up at 8 and Hannah at 8:30, but our piano teacher'll run late. Then we pick up dad. Sometime, no one knows quite when. Hopefully before Hannah so that we won't have to wait around some more. So that's what I'm doing, and yes it is as crazy as it sounds!
Night all. :-D
So somehow there were two Tuesdays this week, and I'm hoping Thursday gets skipped because they're not usually all that great anyway. Today was the equivalent of a Wednesday, if that makes any sense. Wednesday was the second Tuesday, because we were in the Falls all day, from 10 mins after I finished school to bedtime. Past bedtime. So I'm way behind on sleep. And I've had a cold. Not a bad one, but that doesn't matter, I've still only been about 80% of my normal self. If that. Seems like I've been so worried about all the little details I've forgotten about the essentials! Well, I haven't forgotten, I just haven't stayed totally focused and so I run out of time. But hopefully things will go back to normal, Friday will be Friday and not Thursday....
Oh, here's what Wednesday looked like--I don't have time to edit it, so I hope it makes sufficient sense. This is what my away message was, before Dad turned off the computer, at any rate.
We're going to a friend's grandma's calling hours tonight at five for a little bit, dropping dad off at a country-music-station music-survey at 6, and getting dinner somewhere. Then Hannah, Mom and I occupy ourselves for half an hour (ended up being Goodwill, I got a purse and a belt, $3 total!) before my dance class at 7, Hannah's piano lesson at 7:30, I get picked up at 8 and Hannah at 8:30, but our piano teacher'll run late. Then we pick up dad. Sometime, no one knows quite when. Hopefully before Hannah so that we won't have to wait around some more. So that's what I'm doing, and yes it is as crazy as it sounds!
Night all. :-D
4.01.2006
So I found shoes. No, the choir didn't sing a celestial chord, nor did the spotlight shine down from heaven. A better picture of the experience would be, "Survivor, Shoe Edition." I haven't shopped for tennishoes for probably 5 years. My current shoes are perfect, besides being old and scruffy and having absolutely no support whatsoever. And wouldn't you know it, they were given to us by a neighbor. That's about as close to the choir/spotlight experience as it gets. I think these ones will be good, especially after I break them in.
I really am going to run tonight! Really really! But I have to digest my dinner first, or I'll get a killer sidestitch again. Unfortunately, it's getting too dark to run outside. Oh well. If I run on the treadmill I can test out the new shoes without fear of finding better ones somewhere else and not being able to return these. Life gets so much more complicated when no sale is final. That's why I love the thrift store so much. Ok, that's not the ONLY reason.
Our grandparents were over, as most of you know, and boy were we indulged. And indulged. And indulged. We went out to lunch twice (Brownie obsession and oreo madness are THE BEST). We bought easter outifts. They brought all kinds of baked goods and treats you can imagine, courtesy of Amish Door. Pops got us Harry Potter y el caliz de fuego. I think. The 4th HP in Spanish, at any rate. Pops got Hannah set up with all the drawing stuff she needs to start a business. Doing what, I don't know.
Easter Shopping: I, of course, had to be the problem child. :) Hannah and Abby picked out, tried on, and decided on outfits in about half an hour. I tried on each outfit at least twice and agonized over every single one. We also discovered I'm an optimist in just about everything except trying things on. Especially when I'm not in the mood for it, and I kind of wasn't. It helps if I look forward to it for a few days, I suppose, and we just decided that morning. Also, my logic is, when you're trying stuff on it's immediately eliminated if you find something wrong with it, and it just causes more heartache to let things go if you've picked out all the wonderful things about the outfit. But, true, that's still no reason to decide that shoes will give you blisters when you only have one on and haven't walked around in them yet. I'm going to try to add a little more bright blue and green to my wardrobe, too. There's nothing wrong with them, I just filled up on pink, yellow and orange before I remembered them. In the end, I got a cute outfit which you'll see on Easter. :-)
Well, I guess I'll leave myself some time to check blogs and xangas before I run. ttfn!
I really am going to run tonight! Really really! But I have to digest my dinner first, or I'll get a killer sidestitch again. Unfortunately, it's getting too dark to run outside. Oh well. If I run on the treadmill I can test out the new shoes without fear of finding better ones somewhere else and not being able to return these. Life gets so much more complicated when no sale is final. That's why I love the thrift store so much. Ok, that's not the ONLY reason.
Our grandparents were over, as most of you know, and boy were we indulged. And indulged. And indulged. We went out to lunch twice (Brownie obsession and oreo madness are THE BEST). We bought easter outifts. They brought all kinds of baked goods and treats you can imagine, courtesy of Amish Door. Pops got us Harry Potter y el caliz de fuego. I think. The 4th HP in Spanish, at any rate. Pops got Hannah set up with all the drawing stuff she needs to start a business. Doing what, I don't know.
Easter Shopping: I, of course, had to be the problem child. :) Hannah and Abby picked out, tried on, and decided on outfits in about half an hour. I tried on each outfit at least twice and agonized over every single one. We also discovered I'm an optimist in just about everything except trying things on. Especially when I'm not in the mood for it, and I kind of wasn't. It helps if I look forward to it for a few days, I suppose, and we just decided that morning. Also, my logic is, when you're trying stuff on it's immediately eliminated if you find something wrong with it, and it just causes more heartache to let things go if you've picked out all the wonderful things about the outfit. But, true, that's still no reason to decide that shoes will give you blisters when you only have one on and haven't walked around in them yet. I'm going to try to add a little more bright blue and green to my wardrobe, too. There's nothing wrong with them, I just filled up on pink, yellow and orange before I remembered them. In the end, I got a cute outfit which you'll see on Easter. :-)
Well, I guess I'll leave myself some time to check blogs and xangas before I run. ttfn!
So I found shoes. No, the choir didn't sing a celestial chord, nor did the spotlight shine down from heaven. A better picture of the experience would be, "Survivor, Shoe Edition." I haven't shopped for tennishoes for probably 5 years. My current shoes are perfect, besides being old and scruffy and having absolutely no support whatsoever. And wouldn't you know it, they were given to us by a neighbor. That's about as close to the choir/spotlight experience as it gets. I think these ones will be good, especially after I break them in.
I really am going to run tonight! Really really! But I have to digest my dinner first, or I'll get a killer sidestitch again. Unfortunately, it's getting too dark to run outside. Oh well. If I run on the treadmill I can test out the new shoes without fear of finding better ones somewhere else and not being able to return these. Life gets so much more complicated when no sale is final. That's why I love the thrift store so much. Ok, that's not the ONLY reason.
Our grandparents were over, as most of you know, and boy were we indulged. And indulged. And indulged. We went out to lunch twice (Brownie obsession and oreo madness are THE BEST). We bought easter outifts. They brought all kinds of baked goods and treats you can imagine, courtesy of Amish Door. Pops got us Harry Potter y el caliz de fuego. I think. The 4th HP in Spanish, at any rate. Pops got Hannah set up with all the drawing stuff she needs to start a business. Doing what, I don't know.
Easter Shopping: I, of course, had to be the problem child. :) Hannah and Abby picked out, tried on, and decided on outfits in about half an hour. I tried on each outfit at least twice and agonized over every single one. We also discovered I'm an optimist in just about everything except trying things on. Especially when I'm not in the mood for it, and I kind of wasn't. It helps if I look forward to it for a few days, I suppose, and we just decided that morning. Also, my logic is, when you're trying stuff on it's immediately eliminated if you find something wrong with it, and it just causes more heartache to let things go if you've picked out all the wonderful things about the outfit. But, true, that's still no reason to decide that shoes will give you blisters when you only have one on and haven't walked around in them yet. I'm going to try to add a little more bright blue and green to my wardrobe, too. There's nothing wrong with them, I just filled up on pink, yellow and orange before I remembered them. In the end, I got a cute outfit which you'll see on Easter. :-)
Well, I guess I'll leave myself some time to check blogs and xangas before I run. ttfn!
I really am going to run tonight! Really really! But I have to digest my dinner first, or I'll get a killer sidestitch again. Unfortunately, it's getting too dark to run outside. Oh well. If I run on the treadmill I can test out the new shoes without fear of finding better ones somewhere else and not being able to return these. Life gets so much more complicated when no sale is final. That's why I love the thrift store so much. Ok, that's not the ONLY reason.
Our grandparents were over, as most of you know, and boy were we indulged. And indulged. And indulged. We went out to lunch twice (Brownie obsession and oreo madness are THE BEST). We bought easter outifts. They brought all kinds of baked goods and treats you can imagine, courtesy of Amish Door. Pops got us Harry Potter y el caliz de fuego. I think. The 4th HP in Spanish, at any rate. Pops got Hannah set up with all the drawing stuff she needs to start a business. Doing what, I don't know.
Easter Shopping: I, of course, had to be the problem child. :) Hannah and Abby picked out, tried on, and decided on outfits in about half an hour. I tried on each outfit at least twice and agonized over every single one. We also discovered I'm an optimist in just about everything except trying things on. Especially when I'm not in the mood for it, and I kind of wasn't. It helps if I look forward to it for a few days, I suppose, and we just decided that morning. Also, my logic is, when you're trying stuff on it's immediately eliminated if you find something wrong with it, and it just causes more heartache to let things go if you've picked out all the wonderful things about the outfit. But, true, that's still no reason to decide that shoes will give you blisters when you only have one on and haven't walked around in them yet. I'm going to try to add a little more bright blue and green to my wardrobe, too. There's nothing wrong with them, I just filled up on pink, yellow and orange before I remembered them. In the end, I got a cute outfit which you'll see on Easter. :-)
Well, I guess I'll leave myself some time to check blogs and xangas before I run. ttfn!
3.29.2006
late night posting is prohibited
but I really feel like the day's not over yet. I don't know why. I had my DELICIOUS treat. Well, I'll probably just keep getting more and more melancholy the longer I stay up. One needs one's sleep when one runs around the neighborhood twice. Yeah, I did. Yeah, it hurt. Well, the first time I went with Hannah and it was pretty easy for me and she was in pain, then the second time I went with Abby and it was easy for her and I was in pain. Well, she was on skates, and it was my second time.
Tomorrow is another day. I love how the slate gets wiped clean every night.
Every day is a second chance
The start of a divine romance
Take a breath and jump
Right in...
Gotta love ZOEgirl. :-D
Tomorrow is another day. I love how the slate gets wiped clean every night.
Every day is a second chance
The start of a divine romance
Take a breath and jump
Right in...
Gotta love ZOEgirl. :-D
3.27.2006
No more philosophy! :0)
SPRING BREAK!!! Today I have done absolutely nothing. Well, that's not technically correct. I helped Mom with the project we were planning on doing, which I--ooh, I should move my cacti into the sun. Brb. Okay. I was looking at a picture of them last night from April, last April. It's in my first batch of pictures. They looked so squashed! They've definitely stretched out over the summer and winter--the summer probably made them taller, and the winter definitely made them pointier. But about the project, we got it all done today and it looks awesome! If you forget what I said we'd be doing on spring break, e-mail me. The secrecy is for the benefit of my grnadma, just in case she reads it. My grandparents are coming over Wednesday and we want it to be a surprise.
THINGS TO DO ON SPRING BREAK (at least, after you get bored of mindless video games. Wait, that's impossible. Ok.)
REVISION:
THINGS TO DO ON SPRING BREAK SO THAT YOU WON'T PLAY TOO MANY MINDLESS VIDEO GAMES:
THINGS TO DO ON SPRING BREAK (at least, after you get bored of mindless video games. Wait, that's impossible. Ok.)
REVISION:
THINGS TO DO ON SPRING BREAK SO THAT YOU WON'T PLAY TOO MANY MINDLESS VIDEO GAMES:
- Go outside and read a book, exercise, or admire your gorgeous cacti.
- Catch up on your 40 Days reading (0r better yet, read the Bible. Try Esther, it's hilarious). In case you actually did fall behind, today is day 30. 3/4 of the way through!
- Help someone with something (after all, this week is on serving).
- Read a good book. Ask me if you don't know what's good.
- Think of more things to add to this list, because I forgot the rest.
I also forgot what else I was going to write about. lol. Why does that always happen???
Well, thank you, youth group, for being amazing! You all rock so much! :-D Talk to you soon!
3.26.2006
A little more running:
So just for the fun of it I was looking over some April 05 posts, and I apparently started running about the same time as I started my blog--which is weird, because it doesn't seem like it's been that long. But I've cut 10 minutes off my time for a mile! in a year...
Growing Into Large Shoes (and running)
So apparently I can run a mile in less than 13 mins, because I did it twice this week. Even if it was something like 12:58 and 12:50...lol. Dad says our miles are weird, anyway--like they're a little longer than a real mile. "Our miles" being, the one on the treadmill and running once around the neighborhood. But I guess that's good. Maybe I'll be surprised when I run a real mile. lol. Oh and James, if you have some kind of running plan (the one I"m loosely pursuing at the moment would probably work) that works with running twice a week, that would work for me. :-D
Alright, now to the bulk of the post. :-D
I've been having an e-mail conversation with Bea about the concept of growing into your own shoes. I'll try to make this make sense even though I'm half asleep.
Everyone has two of themselves--who they are and who they want to be (or are supposed to be). You're always measuring them against each other, even if it's mostly sub-consciously. Maybe not every second of every day, but there are times when you evaluate them.
I'm going to use the example of who you're supposed to be first, because it applies directly to me at this point in my life. It'll be more like, who I could be or who I will be soon. It can mostly be summed up in these words: a normal teenager. One who drives, goes places with her friends without adults or parents, one who has a job. I don't feel old enough for any of that! But I am, and the knowledge that I am old enough gives me a little nudge to become that "normal teenager." Because I'm supposed to do any or all of those things, I'll step into the shoes of the "normal teenager," and then I'll grow into them. When the little, younger voice inside me says, "You're not old enough to drive, you're not old enough to be independent," I'll say back to it, "That doesn't matter, that's who I am now." And even though the shoes don't fit, I'll force myself to grow into them, because they're my new shoes and the old ones are gone.
The same thing applies to spiritual growth. We learned at the first LT that we've become new people, that God sees us as the new creation we've become through him. When we do something contrary to this new person, (which is bound to happen) we're not acting like the new selves we've become. We're acting like our old selves, we're trying to fit back into the shoes we've outgrown. So when the little voice of the old person says to us, "You get angry when s/he does that for the third time in one week, so that's how you need to react," we can say back, "No, that's not who I am anymore. I'm a new person, I react with patience and forgiveness." You step into the new shoes. And eventually, they'll fit. It's the same for any trait you want to develop, you simply tell yourself that you have it, act like you have it even though it feels unnatural, and pretty soon it'll become natural. I hope that makes sense, because it's an amazing concept. :-)
And I'm about to fall asleep. So I guess it's time to go to bed, because I can't type straight anymore. Sarah stayed and had ice cream with us, which was good, but now it's late. But we get to sleep in tomorrow. :-D
Alright, now to the bulk of the post. :-D
I've been having an e-mail conversation with Bea about the concept of growing into your own shoes. I'll try to make this make sense even though I'm half asleep.
Everyone has two of themselves--who they are and who they want to be (or are supposed to be). You're always measuring them against each other, even if it's mostly sub-consciously. Maybe not every second of every day, but there are times when you evaluate them.
I'm going to use the example of who you're supposed to be first, because it applies directly to me at this point in my life. It'll be more like, who I could be or who I will be soon. It can mostly be summed up in these words: a normal teenager. One who drives, goes places with her friends without adults or parents, one who has a job. I don't feel old enough for any of that! But I am, and the knowledge that I am old enough gives me a little nudge to become that "normal teenager." Because I'm supposed to do any or all of those things, I'll step into the shoes of the "normal teenager," and then I'll grow into them. When the little, younger voice inside me says, "You're not old enough to drive, you're not old enough to be independent," I'll say back to it, "That doesn't matter, that's who I am now." And even though the shoes don't fit, I'll force myself to grow into them, because they're my new shoes and the old ones are gone.
The same thing applies to spiritual growth. We learned at the first LT that we've become new people, that God sees us as the new creation we've become through him. When we do something contrary to this new person, (which is bound to happen) we're not acting like the new selves we've become. We're acting like our old selves, we're trying to fit back into the shoes we've outgrown. So when the little voice of the old person says to us, "You get angry when s/he does that for the third time in one week, so that's how you need to react," we can say back, "No, that's not who I am anymore. I'm a new person, I react with patience and forgiveness." You step into the new shoes. And eventually, they'll fit. It's the same for any trait you want to develop, you simply tell yourself that you have it, act like you have it even though it feels unnatural, and pretty soon it'll become natural. I hope that makes sense, because it's an amazing concept. :-)
And I'm about to fall asleep. So I guess it's time to go to bed, because I can't type straight anymore. Sarah stayed and had ice cream with us, which was good, but now it's late. But we get to sleep in tomorrow. :-D
3.25.2006
Driving!
I got my temps today! The questions were pretty easy, and the sweet part is if you skip questions and then get 30 right before you get to them, you don't have to do them, which was nice. Dad let me drive through the neighborhood on the way home. It was...interesting to say the least. Let's just say I can drive legally, but not literally. I did alright with getting up to the speed limit and staying mostly straight...even if I was sort of in the middle of the road. Well, hugging the center line. If there had been one. But the turns were definitely interesting, I recommend you discover where the turn signal is before you're instructed to use it. Dad did the left turn signal for me the first time, and then when I came to a right turn I did the same thing on the right. The windshield wipers went on. lol. But I made it home without running into anything. Let's see if I make it to the house I'm babysitting at tonight. Oh dear. I better get ready to go. :-D Pray hard, lol!
3.23.2006
Part One--Thoughts sprouted from the Scopes trial
In school, we just read about the Scopes trial and this morning I read the history notes about it and it got my brain working. I apologize profusely, but you're about to get the results. :-D
How should Evolution be taught in schools? It's not fair NOT to teach it, and it's not fair to teach it more than other theories of the way the world was started. But there's so much of it, that it would be extremely difficult to give an equal amount of time to Creation--not to mention every other religion and culture's ideas and stories of how the world began. However, it's also not fair to teach it as truth. It's still just a theory, and a flawed one, as many theories are. Evolutionists should be willing to teach the evidence for and against evolution. And then of course it would be nice if they taught evidence for and against Christianity. I don't mind putting "and against" in italics for Christianity because I've heard the evidence for the Bible's truth and I've heard some evidence against it; I think it can hold its own.
I know it's impossible to have a totally fair teacher--everyone has their own opinions, and those will sway the way you teach and think and write. But couldn't it be possible to have some Christian and Evolutionist scientists write a textbook that would be fair?
People shouldn't be taught blindly, "This is what you should think, anything else is wrong." That doesn't happen often--or as far as I've seen (and I'll tell you right now, my view of the world is probably a little warped from only seeing a tiny bit of it. At least, my view of what all those people out there think and do.) But I get the idea that what does happen is you aren't given alternative views to evaluate and choose for yourself. The ideal utopian school would teach all the views possible and have all the evidence in the light--even evidence against or for other certain pieces of evidence. That would never happen, human nature doesn't take being wrong kindly, and I can imagine that people presenting their side of the story could get nasty in defense--or offense, as happened at the Scopes trial. Embarrassing questions will always be asked in a debate.
Individual people are much more likely to discover the truth if they look for it thoroughly, instead of just having everything handed to them on a silver platter for them to sort through. The trick is then looking for it thoroughly, and making sure that all the evidence stays out there. As long as all sides of the story are open to anyone willing to look for them, and people are encouraged to find out the truth for themselves--that's democratic enough for me. It doesn't solve how evolution should be taught in a classroom, but I'm no rocket scientist!
How should Evolution be taught in schools? It's not fair NOT to teach it, and it's not fair to teach it more than other theories of the way the world was started. But there's so much of it, that it would be extremely difficult to give an equal amount of time to Creation--not to mention every other religion and culture's ideas and stories of how the world began. However, it's also not fair to teach it as truth. It's still just a theory, and a flawed one, as many theories are. Evolutionists should be willing to teach the evidence for and against evolution. And then of course it would be nice if they taught evidence for and against Christianity. I don't mind putting "and against" in italics for Christianity because I've heard the evidence for the Bible's truth and I've heard some evidence against it; I think it can hold its own.
I know it's impossible to have a totally fair teacher--everyone has their own opinions, and those will sway the way you teach and think and write. But couldn't it be possible to have some Christian and Evolutionist scientists write a textbook that would be fair?
People shouldn't be taught blindly, "This is what you should think, anything else is wrong." That doesn't happen often--or as far as I've seen (and I'll tell you right now, my view of the world is probably a little warped from only seeing a tiny bit of it. At least, my view of what all those people out there think and do.) But I get the idea that what does happen is you aren't given alternative views to evaluate and choose for yourself. The ideal utopian school would teach all the views possible and have all the evidence in the light--even evidence against or for other certain pieces of evidence. That would never happen, human nature doesn't take being wrong kindly, and I can imagine that people presenting their side of the story could get nasty in defense--or offense, as happened at the Scopes trial. Embarrassing questions will always be asked in a debate.
Individual people are much more likely to discover the truth if they look for it thoroughly, instead of just having everything handed to them on a silver platter for them to sort through. The trick is then looking for it thoroughly, and making sure that all the evidence stays out there. As long as all sides of the story are open to anyone willing to look for them, and people are encouraged to find out the truth for themselves--that's democratic enough for me. It doesn't solve how evolution should be taught in a classroom, but I'm no rocket scientist!
Part Two--Thoughts sprouted from the Scopes trial
Ok, one more thing before I get back to school--haha, "back to," this is kind of what homeschooling's all about.
This is a copy of a copy of a quote, so a few things may get lost in translation, but: From Darwin's Descent of Man, "With savages the weak in body or mind are soon eliminated; and those that survive commonly exhibit a vigorous state of health. We civilized men, on the other hand, do our utmost to check the process of elimination; we build asylums for the imbecile, the maimed and the sick; we institute poor-laws; and our medical men exert their utmost skill to save the life of every one to the last moment. There is reason to believe that vaccination has preserved thousands, who from a weak constitution would formerly have succumbed to small-pox. Thus the weak members of civilized societies propagate their kind. No one who has attended to the breeding of domestic animals will doubt that this must be highly inurious the the race of man."
Sound a little like Hitler to you?? In a country that provides the right for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for all, of course we protect the rights of the weak! The question is whether the goal is to have amazing people who are strong and resistent to disease, or to have amazing people who are strong in mind. Theodore Roosevelt was a weak and sickly kid--but he read about a book a day for his entire life, started working out, and grew up into a big, strong, good president. Fortunately in America, that's the way it works for those who are willing to work hard and improve themselves. In America, everyone has the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of satisfaction in life--my definition of happiness. :-D
This is a copy of a copy of a quote, so a few things may get lost in translation, but: From Darwin's Descent of Man, "With savages the weak in body or mind are soon eliminated; and those that survive commonly exhibit a vigorous state of health. We civilized men, on the other hand, do our utmost to check the process of elimination; we build asylums for the imbecile, the maimed and the sick; we institute poor-laws; and our medical men exert their utmost skill to save the life of every one to the last moment. There is reason to believe that vaccination has preserved thousands, who from a weak constitution would formerly have succumbed to small-pox. Thus the weak members of civilized societies propagate their kind. No one who has attended to the breeding of domestic animals will doubt that this must be highly inurious the the race of man."
Sound a little like Hitler to you?? In a country that provides the right for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for all, of course we protect the rights of the weak! The question is whether the goal is to have amazing people who are strong and resistent to disease, or to have amazing people who are strong in mind. Theodore Roosevelt was a weak and sickly kid--but he read about a book a day for his entire life, started working out, and grew up into a big, strong, good president. Fortunately in America, that's the way it works for those who are willing to work hard and improve themselves. In America, everyone has the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of satisfaction in life--my definition of happiness. :-D
3.16.2006
POST NUMBER 200!!!!!!!!
Confetti, party, horn thingies, balloons, whoohoo! Ok, so I admit the main reason that I have 200 posts is that I used to post pictures separately, but still!
Some other interesting computer communication facts:
In the past 5 years, since 11/14/2001, I have received 2064 e-mails, and the number goes up by about 100 every week. This is also augmented by all my blog comments, and the fact that Kara and Bea send me at least 4 at least every other day. However, that doesn't include junk mail. Ha!
In the past month, since 2/15, I've SENT 214 messages. Add about 90 every week. :-D
Well, Abby's breathing down my neck, I guess I'll go read the driver's ed booklet thingy. However, I would like to warn you all that Hannah's haircut is way more noticeable than mine. And you have no idea that she got her hair cut, ok? it's a complete surprise. Mine's mostly just cleaned up, it was getting...yeah, you know how it was getting.
And again, happy 200th post everyone!
Some other interesting computer communication facts:
In the past 5 years, since 11/14/2001, I have received 2064 e-mails, and the number goes up by about 100 every week. This is also augmented by all my blog comments, and the fact that Kara and Bea send me at least 4 at least every other day. However, that doesn't include junk mail. Ha!
In the past month, since 2/15, I've SENT 214 messages. Add about 90 every week. :-D
Well, Abby's breathing down my neck, I guess I'll go read the driver's ed booklet thingy. However, I would like to warn you all that Hannah's haircut is way more noticeable than mine. And you have no idea that she got her hair cut, ok? it's a complete surprise. Mine's mostly just cleaned up, it was getting...yeah, you know how it was getting.
And again, happy 200th post everyone!
I've been tagged!
Seven things to do before I die:
1. Learn how to do a backwalkover, drive, and cook. :-D
2. Visit and/or live in a Spanish speaking country
3. Get married to Prince Charming--no, not the one from Shrek 2. Never. 4. And have kids too.
5. Go to college
6. Work with kids
7. Point someone/lead someone to Christ
Seven things I cannot do:
1. A backwalkover, cook, and drive :0)
2. Run a mile in less than 13 minutes
3. Sing the melody when the harmony's in my range
4. Forget to check my e-mail on a weekday
5. Write a book (I could edit one though)
6. Eat dessert quickly
7. Go a day without chocolate
Seven things that attract me to a guy:
1. Loves God with all his heart soul mind strength etc.
2. Loves people just about that much
3. Servant
4. Totally commited to God and people
5. Treats girls respectfully, especially girls in his family
6. Treats everyone else respectfully for that matter, especially his parents
7. I can't think of another thing which is weird cuz I had 7 last night cuz I knew I'd be doing it today and I've thought of new ones too...lol
Seven things I say:
1. how are you?
2. oh my goodness
3. oh my word
4. what in the world...?
5. ¿...Qué in el mundo...?
6. that´s weird...
7. wweeeeeeiirrrdd.
Seven books I love:
1. The Bible
2. Peter Pan
3. Ella enchanted
4. Any Harry Potter
5. Any by Andrew Clements
6. Hope was Here
7. The View from Saturday
8. Anything by Kate DiCamillo
Seven movies I like pretty well:
1. Princess Bride
2. Pirates of the Carribean
3. Finding Neverland
4. Jonah, a veggie tales movie
5. Cinderella Story
6.Because of Winn Dixie
7. Court Jester
Seven people I tag to do the same:
1. Hannah
2. Bruce
3. Caleb
4. Gina
5. Hailee
6. Erin
7. Ian...although I doubt he´ll do it...
Ok caleb, you´ve been tagged twice now...:-D
1. Learn how to do a backwalkover, drive, and cook. :-D
2. Visit and/or live in a Spanish speaking country
3. Get married to Prince Charming--no, not the one from Shrek 2. Never. 4. And have kids too.
5. Go to college
6. Work with kids
7. Point someone/lead someone to Christ
Seven things I cannot do:
1. A backwalkover, cook, and drive :0)
2. Run a mile in less than 13 minutes
3. Sing the melody when the harmony's in my range
4. Forget to check my e-mail on a weekday
5. Write a book (I could edit one though)
6. Eat dessert quickly
7. Go a day without chocolate
Seven things that attract me to a guy:
1. Loves God with all his heart soul mind strength etc.
2. Loves people just about that much
3. Servant
4. Totally commited to God and people
5. Treats girls respectfully, especially girls in his family
6. Treats everyone else respectfully for that matter, especially his parents
7. I can't think of another thing which is weird cuz I had 7 last night cuz I knew I'd be doing it today and I've thought of new ones too...lol
Seven things I say:
1. how are you?
2. oh my goodness
3. oh my word
4. what in the world...?
5. ¿...Qué in el mundo...?
6. that´s weird...
7. wweeeeeeiirrrdd.
Seven books I love:
1. The Bible
2. Peter Pan
3. Ella enchanted
4. Any Harry Potter
5. Any by Andrew Clements
6. Hope was Here
7. The View from Saturday
8. Anything by Kate DiCamillo
Seven movies I like pretty well:
1. Princess Bride
2. Pirates of the Carribean
3. Finding Neverland
4. Jonah, a veggie tales movie
5. Cinderella Story
6.Because of Winn Dixie
7. Court Jester
Seven people I tag to do the same:
1. Hannah
2. Bruce
3. Caleb
4. Gina
5. Hailee
6. Erin
7. Ian...although I doubt he´ll do it...
Ok caleb, you´ve been tagged twice now...:-D
3.12.2006
youth group and life
So I just got home from youth group, and we totally rock.
I
LOVE
MY
YOUTH
GROUP
Yall totally...just rock.
Yeah, now that I'm here I completely forget what I was going to write about. So I'll say it again: I love you guys!
and, now the life part, I got my haircut, mom idid it , I love it, ummmm, the ribbon festival went as well as could be expected, so I"m happy bout that, and if I don't go to bed now I'm going to turn into a frog at midnight. If that doesn't illustrate how tired and out of it I am, I don't know what will. Lotsa love, to my family and extended family (meaning youth gorup) good night!
I
LOVE
MY
YOUTH
GROUP
Yall totally...just rock.
Yeah, now that I'm here I completely forget what I was going to write about. So I'll say it again: I love you guys!
and, now the life part, I got my haircut, mom idid it , I love it, ummmm, the ribbon festival went as well as could be expected, so I"m happy bout that, and if I don't go to bed now I'm going to turn into a frog at midnight. If that doesn't illustrate how tired and out of it I am, I don't know what will. Lotsa love, to my family and extended family (meaning youth gorup) good night!
3.03.2006
Lots of Life
Thank y'all for my comments (wow, I don't think I've ever heard or said that before).
Well, the haircut drama is mostly over. I've decided I'll just get some of the length off but have the same style, cuz I like it. I also realized the main reason my hair lacks style is that I have no time to style it! So I'm sticking with "just brush it and go." It's worked so far!
But now, another drama has arisen from the depths. The Piano Drama. It'll probably be even more transient than the haircut drama, and I think I already know the outcome, but it is dramatic nonetheless. Yesterday I got all blah about piano. I didn't want to practice, so I started questioning why on earth I was taking piano in the first place and why I should devote an hour a day to something that I don't absolutely love and don't miss when I don't have it. Yes, it can be very profitable as far as money goes, and sometimes it's very enjoyable, then there's all the other times when it's just not. I also felt/feel frustrated, because it seems like no matter how hard I practice, I can never consistently play something the way I want to. I always make mistakes--which, yeah, I'll always make mistakes, but there have to be some songs you can play more or less perfectly, or what's the point?! I also really like playing for church.
Ok, involved in the piano drama is the dance drama too. I'm not a good dancer, I'm probably a third rate dance who, at my best, will be a second rate dancer--mostly due to my tight hamstrings. But whatever. This has brought up the question in my mind, what is the purpose of pursuing something that you will never excel at? Wouldn't it be more sensible to pursue something that you could be really really good at? And, no, I'm probably not going to quit piano or dance (although, if I do badly at the ribbon festival and Amy puts me in the back again...just kidding, but I really would like to be in the front row, not on the end, and do better than mediocre....ly at the ribbon festival).
So, what do you think? What's the point of pursuing something that you can't excel at, that repeatedly frustrates you, and that you only enjoy a small percent of the time? (First thing applies to both, second applies to dance more than piano, third applies to piano more than dance. Which implies that I enjoy being frustrated. Actually, I enjoy all the times that I'm not being frustrated at dance, so...)
Wow, this is already quite a long post. Let's see...the Celtic ball was really fun, I'll try and post pictures if I ever get a chance. Probably won't. But who knows. Tomorrow I'm just babysitting for a little while in the morning.
Have yall been reading your forty days stuff? It's really short, isn't it? Which is great, cuz it doesn't take too long to read that way. Um. Try and get everyone else to sign up for the retreat! If angie reads this: do you know who all can go so far? I wonder if we could break into the parking meter money, if need be. Like, for people who would have two kids going, for instance. Oh, and we've been talking this week abuot how many people we had going to youth group at the kickoff! We think it would be absolutely hilarious and ironic to boot if we outgrew the youth room before we get a chance to paint it! But seriously, we could grow a lot during 40 days, which would be great. Um. Let's see.
I'm babysitting this afternoon/evening, for the H's, who are really fun for some odd reason. I don't know why. They're really LOUD too, they all talk at once. The youngest has a lisp, so that when you say, "what?" as in "I didn't understand that part," he just talks LOUDER. But we have fun, they always think of fun things to do--like, things that are fun for ME to do too! but I g2g now.
ps--omw this is so long! it didn't take all that long!
Well, the haircut drama is mostly over. I've decided I'll just get some of the length off but have the same style, cuz I like it. I also realized the main reason my hair lacks style is that I have no time to style it! So I'm sticking with "just brush it and go." It's worked so far!
But now, another drama has arisen from the depths. The Piano Drama. It'll probably be even more transient than the haircut drama, and I think I already know the outcome, but it is dramatic nonetheless. Yesterday I got all blah about piano. I didn't want to practice, so I started questioning why on earth I was taking piano in the first place and why I should devote an hour a day to something that I don't absolutely love and don't miss when I don't have it. Yes, it can be very profitable as far as money goes, and sometimes it's very enjoyable, then there's all the other times when it's just not. I also felt/feel frustrated, because it seems like no matter how hard I practice, I can never consistently play something the way I want to. I always make mistakes--which, yeah, I'll always make mistakes, but there have to be some songs you can play more or less perfectly, or what's the point?! I also really like playing for church.
Ok, involved in the piano drama is the dance drama too. I'm not a good dancer, I'm probably a third rate dance who, at my best, will be a second rate dancer--mostly due to my tight hamstrings. But whatever. This has brought up the question in my mind, what is the purpose of pursuing something that you will never excel at? Wouldn't it be more sensible to pursue something that you could be really really good at? And, no, I'm probably not going to quit piano or dance (although, if I do badly at the ribbon festival and Amy puts me in the back again...just kidding, but I really would like to be in the front row, not on the end, and do better than mediocre....ly at the ribbon festival).
So, what do you think? What's the point of pursuing something that you can't excel at, that repeatedly frustrates you, and that you only enjoy a small percent of the time? (First thing applies to both, second applies to dance more than piano, third applies to piano more than dance. Which implies that I enjoy being frustrated. Actually, I enjoy all the times that I'm not being frustrated at dance, so...)
Wow, this is already quite a long post. Let's see...the Celtic ball was really fun, I'll try and post pictures if I ever get a chance. Probably won't. But who knows. Tomorrow I'm just babysitting for a little while in the morning.
Have yall been reading your forty days stuff? It's really short, isn't it? Which is great, cuz it doesn't take too long to read that way. Um. Try and get everyone else to sign up for the retreat! If angie reads this: do you know who all can go so far? I wonder if we could break into the parking meter money, if need be. Like, for people who would have two kids going, for instance. Oh, and we've been talking this week abuot how many people we had going to youth group at the kickoff! We think it would be absolutely hilarious and ironic to boot if we outgrew the youth room before we get a chance to paint it! But seriously, we could grow a lot during 40 days, which would be great. Um. Let's see.
I'm babysitting this afternoon/evening, for the H's, who are really fun for some odd reason. I don't know why. They're really LOUD too, they all talk at once. The youngest has a lisp, so that when you say, "what?" as in "I didn't understand that part," he just talks LOUDER. But we have fun, they always think of fun things to do--like, things that are fun for ME to do too! but I g2g now.
ps--omw this is so long! it didn't take all that long!
2.24.2006
Hello people
Updating time has rolled around again--and by that I mean "time free enough to update." Yes, most of my computer time has been dominated by e-mail wars--me against my full inbox. It's probably one of the most enjoyable wars I've ever fought. :-D I'm glad I get to talk to people throughout the week.
Um. What's going on in my life. Oh yeah, tomorrow is the Celtic ball. A bunch of homeschoolers get together and learn these celtic dances that are quite fun, and then get dresssed up in formal dresses and do them. So it's kind of like homecoming except less pointless, because you dance. But I've never been to homecoming, so I can't really say. But it's going to be fun, this morning we tried on our dresses, and mom shortened the straps on mine, and then tonight we're doing facials and nails and stuff. Hannah's going too this year. So. I'll have to post lots of pictures!
Um, what else. OH IF ANY OF YOU ARE IN HIGHSCHOOL, YOU HAVE TO FIND OUT IF YOU CAN GO ON THE RETREAT IN APRIL!!OR ELSE WE'RE GOING TO END UP NOT GOING AND THEN EVERYONE'S GOING TO BE DISAPPOINTED AND WONDER WHY WE DIDN'T GO. SO FIND OUT!
Thank you. Ok. Moving on. I watched Harry Potter 1 some in spanish today, which I don't remember doing recently, and it's quite fun because I can understand what they're saying. Although, I'm thinking at this point I'd better continue doing spanish next year (maybe as a postsecondary?) because I'm not going to get it down pat in 12 weeks.
Yes, that's right, 12 more weeks of school. We're 2/3 of the way done! which is freaky and exciting at the same time. Like, in 12 weeks, I could be considered a Junior!!! Oh my word! Ok, moving on VERY quickly!
Let's see--to what, though...I don't know, tell me a funny story. Like, today I got paint in my hair (and I'm not making that up!) Today in art class the paintbrush just flipped out of my hand and onto my shirt. Except that my hair's so long, none of it got on my shirt. So I almost had pink highlights on the ends.
Oh yeah, and I'm getting a haircut. The question is: Should I just get a trim, because I've waited so long to grow my hair out (two years, I think--almost 3 now) or should I go shorter, like Kara's hair or Hannah's, because all the length is getting really split-endy and a little stringy? There are all the people on these makeover shows that have the long, stringy (or even just long, style-less) hair "style" going on. One false move and that could be me. lol. But I don't know, I still have a lot of thinking to do before I decide--but if I have to untangle too many more knots, it's all coming off! (By that I mean it's going to turn normal. :-D)
Well, I'm hungry, and the best way to get dinner ready faster is to read a good book. No, I'm kidding, I'm gonna go help. ;)
Oh yeah, and notice the new LT countdown, thanks to Meghan! :-D
Um. What's going on in my life. Oh yeah, tomorrow is the Celtic ball. A bunch of homeschoolers get together and learn these celtic dances that are quite fun, and then get dresssed up in formal dresses and do them. So it's kind of like homecoming except less pointless, because you dance. But I've never been to homecoming, so I can't really say. But it's going to be fun, this morning we tried on our dresses, and mom shortened the straps on mine, and then tonight we're doing facials and nails and stuff. Hannah's going too this year. So. I'll have to post lots of pictures!
Um, what else. OH IF ANY OF YOU ARE IN HIGHSCHOOL, YOU HAVE TO FIND OUT IF YOU CAN GO ON THE RETREAT IN APRIL!!OR ELSE WE'RE GOING TO END UP NOT GOING AND THEN EVERYONE'S GOING TO BE DISAPPOINTED AND WONDER WHY WE DIDN'T GO. SO FIND OUT!
Thank you. Ok. Moving on. I watched Harry Potter 1 some in spanish today, which I don't remember doing recently, and it's quite fun because I can understand what they're saying. Although, I'm thinking at this point I'd better continue doing spanish next year (maybe as a postsecondary?) because I'm not going to get it down pat in 12 weeks.
Yes, that's right, 12 more weeks of school. We're 2/3 of the way done! which is freaky and exciting at the same time. Like, in 12 weeks, I could be considered a Junior!!! Oh my word! Ok, moving on VERY quickly!
Let's see--to what, though...I don't know, tell me a funny story. Like, today I got paint in my hair (and I'm not making that up!) Today in art class the paintbrush just flipped out of my hand and onto my shirt. Except that my hair's so long, none of it got on my shirt. So I almost had pink highlights on the ends.
Oh yeah, and I'm getting a haircut. The question is: Should I just get a trim, because I've waited so long to grow my hair out (two years, I think--almost 3 now) or should I go shorter, like Kara's hair or Hannah's, because all the length is getting really split-endy and a little stringy? There are all the people on these makeover shows that have the long, stringy (or even just long, style-less) hair "style" going on. One false move and that could be me. lol. But I don't know, I still have a lot of thinking to do before I decide--but if I have to untangle too many more knots, it's all coming off! (By that I mean it's going to turn normal. :-D)
Well, I'm hungry, and the best way to get dinner ready faster is to read a good book. No, I'm kidding, I'm gonna go help. ;)
Oh yeah, and notice the new LT countdown, thanks to Meghan! :-D
2.18.2006
Sorry guys! It's been TOO LONG!
OH MY WORD I can't believe I haven't posted in all of February! It doesn't seem that long...and yet the trip to Florida seems REALLY long ago, even though we were there a week ago. We were probably playing euchre. I now know how to play euchre, even if I'm terrible at it. :-D
Let's see, we did so many things. For instance, I petted a very fat skunk and a possum, which was surprisingly cute. We saw a million manatees (ok, how bout 20 or so?), and even ran over one. But we don't think it got hurt, and there was no way we could've avoided it--we were barely moving. We think it just got bumped by the propeller guard. So that was exciting--also on that trip in the boat, we saw an alligator. That was sweet. We went on a nature walk and saw lots of weird plants that we just don't have here, and TWO pileated woodpeckers. These things are the size of crows and have a red crest and black and white spots and stripes. That was pretty neat. The Florida landscape is so different--palm trees, swamps, sand and snakes. And geckos and regrets--with a silent R, of course!
We had so much fun--those were the things we saw, this is what we did: I got to drive the golf cart around the neighborhood every night, which was good practice, annnnd, we played bocci and read books and got to relax and be warm! And we got to see our grandparents for a whole week, which was probably the best part. The cooking was amazing too--I have never eaten so much good food in one week! Unless it was a birthday week...but I don't know. The food definitely rocked. And we got to walk every day, which was also great.
And then we came back to Ohio and 30 and below temperatures...my feet feel like chunks of ice.... The first week back at school wasn't too bad, though.
I'm so excited for 40 days of community! And I'm really really hoping that we can go on the retreat in april!!!!! !!! !!!!
Ummm, I think I'll go running now. Sorry this was kind of short, for not having written for so long, but I don't have very many words in my head at the moment! Well, I know SOME of you won't mind...lol *cough* *james*...ok looking back it's not all that short, but I don't feel like I said anything. Oh well. see you all later!
Let's see, we did so many things. For instance, I petted a very fat skunk and a possum, which was surprisingly cute. We saw a million manatees (ok, how bout 20 or so?), and even ran over one. But we don't think it got hurt, and there was no way we could've avoided it--we were barely moving. We think it just got bumped by the propeller guard. So that was exciting--also on that trip in the boat, we saw an alligator. That was sweet. We went on a nature walk and saw lots of weird plants that we just don't have here, and TWO pileated woodpeckers. These things are the size of crows and have a red crest and black and white spots and stripes. That was pretty neat. The Florida landscape is so different--palm trees, swamps, sand and snakes. And geckos and regrets--with a silent R, of course!
We had so much fun--those were the things we saw, this is what we did: I got to drive the golf cart around the neighborhood every night, which was good practice, annnnd, we played bocci and read books and got to relax and be warm! And we got to see our grandparents for a whole week, which was probably the best part. The cooking was amazing too--I have never eaten so much good food in one week! Unless it was a birthday week...but I don't know. The food definitely rocked. And we got to walk every day, which was also great.
And then we came back to Ohio and 30 and below temperatures...my feet feel like chunks of ice.... The first week back at school wasn't too bad, though.
I'm so excited for 40 days of community! And I'm really really hoping that we can go on the retreat in april!!!!! !!! !!!!
Ummm, I think I'll go running now. Sorry this was kind of short, for not having written for so long, but I don't have very many words in my head at the moment! Well, I know SOME of you won't mind...lol *cough* *james*...ok looking back it's not all that short, but I don't feel like I said anything. Oh well. see you all later!
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