Word of the day: chacos, like the kind your wear on your feet. I got some on Monday and I've been obsessed ever since. I think I'd sleep in them if I could. However, they hurt my feet a lot right now, so I'm hoping that goes away soon.
Second word of the day: ubiquitous. This means being everywhere at the same time. It has nothing to do with my life, but it's a super cool word. Like, if I were going to make a new country, I would want to give it a name like that. Look out world: it's a country of UBIQUITOUS! Or maybe that would just be a really good name for the king. King UBIQUITOUS.
I'm sitting in the the Imani commons while my roommate cleans it. I'm keeping her from getting lonely.
I found out two very tragic pieces of news today about the beautiful Jacob Snuggs, a.k.a. Snuggie boy, a.k.a. Snuggles. Or that's just what I call him.
1) He's engaged (what?? He's only a sophomore!)
2) He cut his long, majestic, honey-gold locks. Yeah, now he looks like every other typical Founders boy
I'm crushed. But at least it's easier to give him now that he's not pretty anymore.
So, Easter Break was this last weekend. What was my main impression? I think there was a little too much family time. Don't get me wrong, I love my family. But those were the only people I saw the entire time. My sister has reached the age where she complains about everything and everything makes her bored. And she's always been at the age where she pokes me in squishy places and laughs because she's a stick while I'm....well, curvaceous. Not fat, but shapely.So, unlike the normal times when I come home and Audrey and I have a good time together, I spent half the break wanting to put duct tape on her mouth.
Good part of break: we did a lot of nature-y things and dad took a million and one pictures. He got a new camera that's hugemongous and I think he literally took over three hundred pictures a day. We went to Greenbrier (basically my favorite place in the Smokies), Rainforest Adventures (the wild animal zoo where my brother volunteers--we held baby rats and fed emus), Cloudland Canyon, and Sewannee. Yeah, we got lots of pictures out of all that.
Every time I watch New Moon, I fall more in love with Jacob. Or maybe that's just his abs. Oh dear...
Anyway, I rode home with Sarah and then came back up to Chattanooga on Saturday night with the family so that we could all go to New City in the morning for Easter Service. They loved it. Dad was basically dancing the whole time.
Then we went up to Winchester Sunday afternoon -> Monday afternoon. This is where more family drama developed. My uncle brought his ex-wife to the family dinner (yeah, that didn't go over well) and my thirteen year old cousin snuck off with her boyfriend to go make out--several times. Her nine year old sister was with me at the time and I kept repeating "Don't get a boyfriend til you're out of high school. Boys are bad. Leave them alone til you grow up. Don't sneak off with boys...." Why did I do this? Because I like Lorianna. She's a cool kid. Her make-outy sister, however, is gross and called my sister a b**ch over text messages. *rolls eyes*. On the bright side: Grandaddy's dog is really cute and we bought lots of fun toys at Hammers and got to see Jonanne and her girls again.
There are only 28 days left in the school year. This is really, really sad. I'm not ready for the Fritz to be over, and it almost is. That, and it means that there are only 33 days left til I go to AFRICA. AAAHHH!!!
I have been pleasantly surprised in CHOW class lately. Remember the guy who chewed his nails in class and spit them on the floor? Apparently he's smart. I don't understand.
Today, chapel was awesome. Ironically enough, it had nothing to do with the songs or the message. I think it was only great because the people on both sides of me were being VERY silly and because Messner made fun of himself on stage.
You know what I hate about technology? Oftentimes, more things go wrong with it than right. Monday night, Christina, Amy, and a few others filmed a video for Tech for Educators (a chapter from The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe--and I was Susan). Yesterday afternoon, we spent about three hours trying to get it onto a computer, from which we spent about forty-five minutes actually editing it.
Yesterday, one my kindergartners spotted a ring on my right pointer finger and stopped in the middle of his reading to say "Are you married?" Yes, Isaac, I'm married to Jesus :) Then I spent all of recess time holding Brown the horse for Kenzie so that she could play tag. Brown and I had a splendid time yelling at all the children.
Covenant College is a much more pleasant place to be when the sun is shining.
Song of the day: Don't Forget by Demi Lovato
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Half-Asleep
Word of the week: emotional.
This week has just been a 'splosion of everyone's emotions, and I don't really understand why that is.
I've dealt with a friend who is dying, a friend who's heart is willingly being broken, a friend that I never meant to leave behind as I have, and then a night full of hall drama--and The Fritz does NOT have hall drama. I really didn't understand.
Implications for Laura? Staying up late every night, making sure that I was listening to those who needed to be listened to as well as working out my own emotions through conversation. Because here's the deal--a lot of the perceived problems all related back to a lack of communication. And I have a fixer mentality (as many do) so that I don't like it when things just sit, I want to work through them or I do not sleep.
End of the semester pressure is coming on. There are a lot of things to do before Uganda gets here, and only five weeks to do them. I have also been neglecting relationships, which has made them fall into disrepair, and that's all my fault.
Oh, the wonderful world of being human.
On a brighter note:
-hall drama ended in about 24 hours
-Lisa, Alyssa, Kait, and I got lava cakes at Chile's
-babysitting's been great this week
-the sun has been out. a lot
-I've listened to a ton of country music this week, and I used to hate country
-I'm about to be able to sleep for ten hours
And, today I found a last relic of the relationship that has been in the back of a drawer for some time now. It was a small beanie bear with a "D" sown to it. I haven't really been sure what to do with it. I was looking it over today and finally just grabbed a pair of scissors and snipped off the "D". And now I have a small teddy I can enjoy.
This is creativity at work.
Song of the day: Grace Kelly by Mika
This week has just been a 'splosion of everyone's emotions, and I don't really understand why that is.
I've dealt with a friend who is dying, a friend who's heart is willingly being broken, a friend that I never meant to leave behind as I have, and then a night full of hall drama--and The Fritz does NOT have hall drama. I really didn't understand.
Implications for Laura? Staying up late every night, making sure that I was listening to those who needed to be listened to as well as working out my own emotions through conversation. Because here's the deal--a lot of the perceived problems all related back to a lack of communication. And I have a fixer mentality (as many do) so that I don't like it when things just sit, I want to work through them or I do not sleep.
End of the semester pressure is coming on. There are a lot of things to do before Uganda gets here, and only five weeks to do them. I have also been neglecting relationships, which has made them fall into disrepair, and that's all my fault.
Oh, the wonderful world of being human.
On a brighter note:
-hall drama ended in about 24 hours
-Lisa, Alyssa, Kait, and I got lava cakes at Chile's
-babysitting's been great this week
-the sun has been out. a lot
-I've listened to a ton of country music this week, and I used to hate country
-I'm about to be able to sleep for ten hours
And, today I found a last relic of the relationship that has been in the back of a drawer for some time now. It was a small beanie bear with a "D" sown to it. I haven't really been sure what to do with it. I was looking it over today and finally just grabbed a pair of scissors and snipped off the "D". And now I have a small teddy I can enjoy.
This is creativity at work.
Song of the day: Grace Kelly by Mika
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Winchester
Word of the day: free, single lady! Wait, I think that was more than one word...oops...
I spent the weekend at Jonanne's house and decided that I wanted to blog about it when I got back.
As soon as I walked in the house, Jenny (age five) announced that she wanted to show me something. I followed her upstairs and she forced me to do jumping jacks for two minutes. It seems to me that whenever five year olds say they want to show you something, it doesn't mean they actually want to, it means that they want your attention, no matter what. Ok. As soon as I was done, Rachel (age nine) burst into the room to show me the clay vase she made. There was constant "I wanna show you, I wanna show, I wanna show you!"
Alright. Then I was dragged downstairs to watch Barbie and the Mermaid Tail. Barbie movies make me lose all hope I have in the future of little girls. Every woman in that movie was teeny-tiny and bikini-clad. My cookie belly was cringing.
As soon as Josh and Jonanne left for the evening, I suddenly felt like a mother. I prepared an entire dinner for both little girls, who were constantly demanding my attention. They stayed around the kitchen, drawing on the fridge, as I slaved over personal pizzas and played A*teens on the kitchen stereo. So imagine my disappointment when I placed dinner down in front of them, watched them take two bites and then declare that they weren't hungry.
Before I could drown my sorrows in my dinner, Jenny demanded that we play princess with her as queen. Twenty minutes later, we were all in dresses with flowers and jewelry. Enjoy:
I spent the weekend at Jonanne's house and decided that I wanted to blog about it when I got back.
As soon as I walked in the house, Jenny (age five) announced that she wanted to show me something. I followed her upstairs and she forced me to do jumping jacks for two minutes. It seems to me that whenever five year olds say they want to show you something, it doesn't mean they actually want to, it means that they want your attention, no matter what. Ok. As soon as I was done, Rachel (age nine) burst into the room to show me the clay vase she made. There was constant "I wanna show you, I wanna show, I wanna show you!"
Alright. Then I was dragged downstairs to watch Barbie and the Mermaid Tail. Barbie movies make me lose all hope I have in the future of little girls. Every woman in that movie was teeny-tiny and bikini-clad. My cookie belly was cringing.
As soon as Josh and Jonanne left for the evening, I suddenly felt like a mother. I prepared an entire dinner for both little girls, who were constantly demanding my attention. They stayed around the kitchen, drawing on the fridge, as I slaved over personal pizzas and played A*teens on the kitchen stereo. So imagine my disappointment when I placed dinner down in front of them, watched them take two bites and then declare that they weren't hungry.
Before I could drown my sorrows in my dinner, Jenny demanded that we play princess with her as queen. Twenty minutes later, we were all in dresses with flowers and jewelry. Enjoy:
Rachel
Jenny (with chocolate milk on the mouth)
The stunner.
We had a procession down the stairway and then had a princess dance party around the kitchen. Probably the best fifteen minutes of my life. The rest of the evening was spent making brownies and watching Enchanted.
Jenny is at the "let me do everything" stage. Soon she will be where Rachel is now, at the "i don't want to do anything" stage.
I spent the night snuggling with Rachel because she REALLY wanted to have a sleepover.
When we finally rose the next morning, I made Jenny a bowl of Lucky Charms and all she did was pick out the marshmallows >.< After helping Jonanne clean house, I went out to the field with the girls for a while where we were princess sisters. We fought off an evil lake monster and witches and made a crazy salad.
I'm sorry, she's just oober cute.
Off to Hammer's store to see Gandaddy for a while! He is a darling man, but very difficult to converse with unless you know your sports. Lorianna, my other nine year old cousin, joined us. I haven't seen her in over a year....geez. And she had ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE silly bands on her arms!!
When we got back, we flew kites. Well, tried at least. This kite got stuck in a tree.
Then a million deer came sprinting out of the woods! I only got a picture of the last one. I think he was lost.
Bye Mr. Deer!
Jonanne and I slaved over a Greek dinner that night and made some delicious things. I took a picture because I never want to forget them. Spinach and LOTS of feta.
MMMMMMMMMMM
Oh yeah, and Lorianna came back with us. Then Jonanne's other Laura-niece came over, so there were four little girls having a sleepover there. CRAZY.
That night = exhausted. So waking up for church the next morning was difficult. But Jonanne made cinnamon rolls--real ones--which made it all better. Here at college, we get these fake, rock-hard cinnamon rolls that aren't even worth eating. Just about everything Jonanne makes is very much worth eating.
They go to a very small church, so I got introduced in front of the congregation, and such on and so forth. It was great. Extra attention is awesome in my book.
Strangely enough, I also listened to country music all the way back to school, which is weird because I never listen to country music when I'm alone. It reminds me of my former, more redneck days.
End of the weekend.
So, what's with my words of the day? Well, the original reason I went for the weekend was to escape Spring Formal because 1) it held a lot of memories of last year's Spring Formal, which was the last really good memory I had with Dusty and 2) because going as a single lady or even being at school thinking about it as a single lady would make me feel very....sad, I guess, because I would compare it to last year. I discovered that going to Winchester instead was a good idea. While I was there, I spent a lot of time helping Jonanne around the house and taking care of the girls. That made me realize something: I'm NOT ready to have my own house, my own husband, and my own kids. This period of my life--the young, single time where I can travel wherever I want and take care of only myself is not going to last for very long. If I had a husband, I wouldn't have been able to go and visit them like that, I wouldn't have been able to play games with the girls like I did, and so on. If I had a boyfriend, I wouldn't have even gone, I would've stayed for Spring Formal.
It's still hard sometimes to tell myself that God's got it. He knows how long my life will be this way and whether or not I'll end up with a house and family. Because I do want one someday. My problem is that I can be a real control freak. I think I've been husband-hunting since I was five years old, when I made a list of all the boys I knew that I could marry. Well, not hunting. But I've wanted one. Scary thing is, when I actually think about it, I don't want one just yet. I want one later. What I want now is to know who he is....but God doesn't operate that way. For a couple years, I felt very secure because I thought I knew who it was, and even though I'm glad that I was wrong, I now have that insecurity, which is now even worse than it was before I dated anyone.
I also tend to focus on all the stories I've heard of women who never got a husband, and though I hate to admit it, that scares me to death. I hate even sleeping in a room alone...and I've decided that if I don't get a man, I'm moving to a country where I can run an orphanage and we can all sleep in a hut together.
I need to shift my focus to now-and-not-then. God knows everything that's gonna happen and nothing I do will change it. Of course, that is easier said than done, especially when I hear about marriage three-and-fifty times a day at Covenant College.
Song of the day: Lollipop by Mika.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Ice cream
Word of the week: sporadic. There was snow on Monday, nasty on Tuesday, shorts on Wednesday, COLD on Thursday, and bleh today. What the Fritz???
I figured it would be a good idea to update before I left for Winchester. I'm going to Jonanne and Josh's house for the weekend to escape the horrors of Spring Formal with my little cousins Rachel and Jenny. Maybe we'll have a princess ball to replace it :)
It's getting to the point in the semester where I just don't want to do anything useful. Actually, that's my entire life when it comes to school, but it has recently escalated. My roommate feels the same way--which led to the events of last night. At 9:30, Lisa said "I HAVE AN IDEA! Let's make a puppet theater with this box!!" So we cut out a box, cut up magazine, and got this:
A couple days ago, I rediscovered why I enjoy working out. Why, you ask? Because, when I am on the elliptical, I simply turn on hip hop music and pretend I'm dancing. Of course, that's a little dangerous, especially when I actually do start dancing...on a moving machine....
On St. Patrick's day, Laura Main taught us how to riverdance. And we dressed Brian Peppers up like this:
My sister got two Justin Bieber posters for her birthday.
You know what I love? I love it when people call me by my name. Except when they are angry with me. Then I'd rather them not continually repeat my name. I actually would prefer they forget it.
This week's ice cream count: Two cones in the Great Hall, two free cones at Ben & Jerry's, one free cone of Clumpie's, one bowl of ice cream in Andreas, and one whole bowl of ice cream, chocolate syrup, cake, rice krispies treats, and chocolate chip cookies on Student Appreciation Day.
I hope they have ice cream in Uganda.
And, when the hall went for free cones, we also got stuck down the mountain playing football at Sonic because someone set the fire alarm off in Andreas.
Beaulah went to the car doctor AGAIN this week because she's been crying and I couldn't figure out why. But they called today and said it was something really minor. When I go to pick her up, I'll be sure to give her a lecture about being a grown-up car. She is thirteen years old, after all.
Last Saturday = awesome. We went to Coolidge Park, flew kites, ate food, blew bubbles, and played with sidewalk chalk. Unfortunately, Molly has all the pictures.
Sometimes, I think that if I were a color, I would be pink.
Song of the week: Don't Forget by Demi Lovato. As well as everything by Ke$ha.
I figured it would be a good idea to update before I left for Winchester. I'm going to Jonanne and Josh's house for the weekend to escape the horrors of Spring Formal with my little cousins Rachel and Jenny. Maybe we'll have a princess ball to replace it :)
It's getting to the point in the semester where I just don't want to do anything useful. Actually, that's my entire life when it comes to school, but it has recently escalated. My roommate feels the same way--which led to the events of last night. At 9:30, Lisa said "I HAVE AN IDEA! Let's make a puppet theater with this box!!" So we cut out a box, cut up magazine, and got this:
Pronounce "Celebrity Feater" wif an English accent.
Last week, I pulled one of my kindergartners aside to have her read to me. The first thing she did was sit down, sniff, and say "You smell like you just took a bath." Why, thank you, Rebecca. And, as I was grading one of the third grader's geography worksheets, I came across this:
Question: "What is the statue of liberty wearing?"
Answer: "A sassy robe"
I busted out laughing.
Anna, the lovely six year old that I babysit twice a week, has been surprisingly cooperative recently. Last week she walked in the door and proclaimed, "I wanna finish my homework right now!" My ears nearly fell off. On a good day, usually she is only semi-difficult. There have been many great days the last two weeks. Here's Anna:
On St. Patrick's day, Laura Main taught us how to riverdance. And we dressed Brian Peppers up like this:
He's a leprechaun.
On Monday, I babysat Esty's beautiful boys once again (and yes, Esty, I'm writing this for your entertainment :). Instead of eating dinner, the boys sat at the counter and constantly gave one another bunny ears. When they were finally "finished" with that, we watched Star Wars and I got a very interesting commentary. Then we made cushion forts, which was therapeutic in my opinion. And when it was time for bed, Ethan tried to kill me with his plastic gun, and Graham requested that we read the lego version of the Christmas story.
I mean, I guess I had a good time. Maybe a little bit.
I've been collecting quotes from Dr. Stewart (affectionately known as Stewy) in Doctrine class . Some of his Canadian colloquialisms are...cute:
- "Have you ever been to a spa?"
- "I'm not going to snow you with details, I'm simply going to use a very bright paintbrush."
- "He's not your piece of spaghetti, you know. He's doctrinal."
- "I like to have mints in church, you know, to keep me awake. Give me a sugar jolt. It seems that Eutychus didn't have any mints."
- "Rapidly, rapidly, rapidly..."
My sister got two Justin Bieber posters for her birthday.
You know what I love? I love it when people call me by my name. Except when they are angry with me. Then I'd rather them not continually repeat my name. I actually would prefer they forget it.
This week's ice cream count: Two cones in the Great Hall, two free cones at Ben & Jerry's, one free cone of Clumpie's, one bowl of ice cream in Andreas, and one whole bowl of ice cream, chocolate syrup, cake, rice krispies treats, and chocolate chip cookies on Student Appreciation Day.
I hope they have ice cream in Uganda.
And, when the hall went for free cones, we also got stuck down the mountain playing football at Sonic because someone set the fire alarm off in Andreas.
Beaulah went to the car doctor AGAIN this week because she's been crying and I couldn't figure out why. But they called today and said it was something really minor. When I go to pick her up, I'll be sure to give her a lecture about being a grown-up car. She is thirteen years old, after all.
Last Saturday = awesome. We went to Coolidge Park, flew kites, ate food, blew bubbles, and played with sidewalk chalk. Unfortunately, Molly has all the pictures.
Sometimes, I think that if I were a color, I would be pink.
Song of the week: Don't Forget by Demi Lovato. As well as everything by Ke$ha.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Gustav
HELLO BLOG!!!
Word of the week: pancake. I both ate and felt like one.
I think this was possibly the laziest week I've ever had since I've been in college. And that's wonderful. I accomplished much, however. We'll go through the highlights.
1) I saw a lot of my high school friends. I spent a whole day with Sarah and Laurie from homeschool, which was especially good because I haven't seen either of them since their weddings. But it was weird hanging out with two married women all day--with me not being in that stage of development and all. Just a totally different perspective on life. My husband is invisible and does not influence my decisions, thank you. I also saw Bekah, Rejoice, and Tori from high school. It amazes me how different everyone's lives get after school is over...and I feel like a pink, sunny flower compared to them. Sometimes you don't see your blessings until you see others who don't have them. And sometimes it's really hard to figure out the right thing to say to help without sounding annoying. I felt like a lot of my conversations went like this:
Them: "so how's life?"
Laura: "oh, it's great! i love school, etc...how's yours?"
Them: "my life sucks. here's why...."
Laura: *crapola!*
2) I wrote. A LOT.
3) There was one day that I stayed inside the house the entire day.
4) I spent one afternoon outside in my driveway pretending to be a child. First, I drew with sidewalk chalk. Then I hit around a volleyball. Then I blew bubbles. Just me. Actually, that's a lie. My invisible husband was there also. I will provide a picture of the sidewalk chalk. It's a Lewis Carroll poem, don't ask me why it was stuck in my head.
5) I read a children's book. I also read the whole book of Joel.
6) Some Ukrainian friends came over on Friday night and kicked me out of my room, which was ok with me, I suppose. One of them, Lyuda, was from the mission trip that our church went on back in 2008, and she's in charge of the girls' youth small group there. It was AWESOME to see her! The problem, though, was that I stayed at Sarah's that night (which is usually great) and Muffin--the sweet little poodle--wouldn't shut up. I was laying in bed having fantasies of hitting the dog with a broom.
7) I painted shelves at a thrift store. They were TV shelves, meaning that there were TVs on them that were playing movies. This particular movie was "Elmo in Grouchland, USA". Excellent film. I watched the whole thing and a half.
8) I went Uganda skirt shopping at this same establishment.
9) I ate a lot of quality food.
10) I hardcore cleaned my room.
11) I made a ridiculous album for the Fritz. My favorite picture was the one in which Laura Main killed everybody:
14) I belted out a Thumbelina song while sitting in a bank drive-thru.
15) I became more and more amazed at the hickness of Sevier County. The first story in today's paper--the headliner--was about a Dollar General that they are building in Seymour. A Dollar General. In New York, they get new skyscrapers. In Sevierville, we get new Dollar Generals.
16) I talked in front of church about Uganda. Always a lil nerve wracking.
17) I did 0 homeworks.
So break=good. I think it was about the right length of time, because any longer and I would've strangled someone in my family, probably. However, I still don't feel like classes are happening tomorrow. Actually, I've decided they're not. I'm sleeping in with my invisible husband. We'll call him Gustav.
Song of the day: Hello Seattle by Owl City.
Oh yes, and a picture of the time when we captured Christina for her birthday last weekend:
Word of the week: pancake. I both ate and felt like one.
I think this was possibly the laziest week I've ever had since I've been in college. And that's wonderful. I accomplished much, however. We'll go through the highlights.
1) I saw a lot of my high school friends. I spent a whole day with Sarah and Laurie from homeschool, which was especially good because I haven't seen either of them since their weddings. But it was weird hanging out with two married women all day--with me not being in that stage of development and all. Just a totally different perspective on life. My husband is invisible and does not influence my decisions, thank you. I also saw Bekah, Rejoice, and Tori from high school. It amazes me how different everyone's lives get after school is over...and I feel like a pink, sunny flower compared to them. Sometimes you don't see your blessings until you see others who don't have them. And sometimes it's really hard to figure out the right thing to say to help without sounding annoying. I felt like a lot of my conversations went like this:
Them: "so how's life?"
Laura: "oh, it's great! i love school, etc...how's yours?"
Them: "my life sucks. here's why...."
Laura: *crapola!*
2) I wrote. A LOT.
3) There was one day that I stayed inside the house the entire day.
4) I spent one afternoon outside in my driveway pretending to be a child. First, I drew with sidewalk chalk. Then I hit around a volleyball. Then I blew bubbles. Just me. Actually, that's a lie. My invisible husband was there also. I will provide a picture of the sidewalk chalk. It's a Lewis Carroll poem, don't ask me why it was stuck in my head.
5) I read a children's book. I also read the whole book of Joel.
6) Some Ukrainian friends came over on Friday night and kicked me out of my room, which was ok with me, I suppose. One of them, Lyuda, was from the mission trip that our church went on back in 2008, and she's in charge of the girls' youth small group there. It was AWESOME to see her! The problem, though, was that I stayed at Sarah's that night (which is usually great) and Muffin--the sweet little poodle--wouldn't shut up. I was laying in bed having fantasies of hitting the dog with a broom.
7) I painted shelves at a thrift store. They were TV shelves, meaning that there were TVs on them that were playing movies. This particular movie was "Elmo in Grouchland, USA". Excellent film. I watched the whole thing and a half.
8) I went Uganda skirt shopping at this same establishment.
9) I ate a lot of quality food.
10) I hardcore cleaned my room.
11) I made a ridiculous album for the Fritz. My favorite picture was the one in which Laura Main killed everybody:
12) I found that I'm very grouchy when awoken by any family member.
13) I definitely had a self-dance party when everyone was gone. And no, this was not simply one of those I-just-got-out-of-the-shower-and-I'm-hopping-around-my-room-to-music dance parties (those are pretty regular), this was a full-out-headphones-in-ears-ipod-turned-up-all-the-way-leaping-across-the-balcony-pretending-you're-a-rockstar dance parties. I even danced to the Veggie Tales song "Endangered Love/Barbara Manatee" and N'Sync's "Bye Bye Bye".
14) I belted out a Thumbelina song while sitting in a bank drive-thru.
15) I became more and more amazed at the hickness of Sevier County. The first story in today's paper--the headliner--was about a Dollar General that they are building in Seymour. A Dollar General. In New York, they get new skyscrapers. In Sevierville, we get new Dollar Generals.
16) I talked in front of church about Uganda. Always a lil nerve wracking.
17) I did 0 homeworks.
So break=good. I think it was about the right length of time, because any longer and I would've strangled someone in my family, probably. However, I still don't feel like classes are happening tomorrow. Actually, I've decided they're not. I'm sleeping in with my invisible husband. We'll call him Gustav.
Song of the day: Hello Seattle by Owl City.
Oh yes, and a picture of the time when we captured Christina for her birthday last weekend:
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I'm in my own room today
Word of the week: Spring Break. It's self-explanatory.
Here I am, at home once again. I was preparing myself for a mild, somewhat dull spring break with many friends gone on trips and little planned with my family. Oh no no no. This is not the way things must go. So far, many a thing has happened while I've been home.
Well, I'll back up a little bit.
First off, they had scones in the Great Hall this week. I am a fan. Very little sleep also occurred this week. So did two hard tests, both of which were made 10x harder because of the previous sentence. Lisa and I discussed new ways of arranging the room since it ends up we have to stay there again next year and we want, no, NEED a couch.
And then packing always has this way of taking longer than you expect it to.
I met up with Morgan when I dropped dear Beaulah off at Kurt's house in Knoxville so that he could cure all of her ailments. He is the good car doctor. Then she and I went to the Helton's house to pick up Ashley and Brandon's baby. It was weird because I haven't been to that house since the breakup, and though it felt completely different, it also felt like I'd never left.
When I got home, it was just me and mom. We whiled away the evening swooning over Mr. Darcy in the new Pride and Prejudice, because this is what we do.
We took a family day in the mountains on Saturday, and there was plenty of snow to play in. Daniel found a small ice cave and he and I wrestled on the ice--I won, of course. And I very much enjoyed spending time with my family, even though it was really cold. As Daniel and Audrey have gotten older, the three of us have gotten closer. I can hug my brother whenever I want and it's not weird. Afterwards, I spent over three hours on the computer setting up a facebook group and blog for the Uganda trip. My. poor. eyes.
Mimi came today! Mimi = grandmother. She's quite an interesting lady. Then I wore a super-cute outfit, which always makes a day go better. All of us ate together in the hospital cafeteria before taking [another] tour of the hospital, because my father is a doctor and this is what we do. Tonight, I was finally reunited with two of my closest homeschool friends, Sarah and Laurie, who I haven't spent time with since their weddings. Back in the day, we called ourselves "The Troubles", with Trouble, Double Trouble (me!), and Triple Trouble. We were the coolest kids ever. It was good to see them, though, especially since Laurie's sister Jenny just passed away a few weeks ago. I've missed them so.
Then I wrote some lean-mean thank you notes for my supporters, and now I'm having hand cramps.
Thoughts:
1) I think my dog and cat have forgotten who I am.
2) I look like a stuffed chicken, and feel like one.
3) I want to ride a bike.
4) Demetri Martin is really funny.
5) I miss my roommate. Kind of.
6) The laundry STILL needs to get done.
7) I am car-less until, like, Wednesday-ish. I hate this.
8) I want to write with sidewalk chalk.
9) I think it's good that Dusty and I are able to talk now normally and be nice to each other...or at least, that I now have the capacity to be nice to him.
10) I am getting SUPER STOKED about Uganda!
11) Mail is really fun to get.
12) I love my mother because she got a new phone just so that she could text me.
Song of the day: Bicycle Race by Queen
Here I am, at home once again. I was preparing myself for a mild, somewhat dull spring break with many friends gone on trips and little planned with my family. Oh no no no. This is not the way things must go. So far, many a thing has happened while I've been home.
Well, I'll back up a little bit.
First off, they had scones in the Great Hall this week. I am a fan. Very little sleep also occurred this week. So did two hard tests, both of which were made 10x harder because of the previous sentence. Lisa and I discussed new ways of arranging the room since it ends up we have to stay there again next year and we want, no, NEED a couch.
And then packing always has this way of taking longer than you expect it to.
I met up with Morgan when I dropped dear Beaulah off at Kurt's house in Knoxville so that he could cure all of her ailments. He is the good car doctor. Then she and I went to the Helton's house to pick up Ashley and Brandon's baby. It was weird because I haven't been to that house since the breakup, and though it felt completely different, it also felt like I'd never left.
When I got home, it was just me and mom. We whiled away the evening swooning over Mr. Darcy in the new Pride and Prejudice, because this is what we do.
We took a family day in the mountains on Saturday, and there was plenty of snow to play in. Daniel found a small ice cave and he and I wrestled on the ice--I won, of course. And I very much enjoyed spending time with my family, even though it was really cold. As Daniel and Audrey have gotten older, the three of us have gotten closer. I can hug my brother whenever I want and it's not weird. Afterwards, I spent over three hours on the computer setting up a facebook group and blog for the Uganda trip. My. poor. eyes.
Mimi came today! Mimi = grandmother. She's quite an interesting lady. Then I wore a super-cute outfit, which always makes a day go better. All of us ate together in the hospital cafeteria before taking [another] tour of the hospital, because my father is a doctor and this is what we do. Tonight, I was finally reunited with two of my closest homeschool friends, Sarah and Laurie, who I haven't spent time with since their weddings. Back in the day, we called ourselves "The Troubles", with Trouble, Double Trouble (me!), and Triple Trouble. We were the coolest kids ever. It was good to see them, though, especially since Laurie's sister Jenny just passed away a few weeks ago. I've missed them so.
Then I wrote some lean-mean thank you notes for my supporters, and now I'm having hand cramps.
Thoughts:
1) I think my dog and cat have forgotten who I am.
2) I look like a stuffed chicken, and feel like one.
3) I want to ride a bike.
4) Demetri Martin is really funny.
5) I miss my roommate. Kind of.
6) The laundry STILL needs to get done.
7) I am car-less until, like, Wednesday-ish. I hate this.
8) I want to write with sidewalk chalk.
9) I think it's good that Dusty and I are able to talk now normally and be nice to each other...or at least, that I now have the capacity to be nice to him.
10) I am getting SUPER STOKED about Uganda!
11) Mail is really fun to get.
12) I love my mother because she got a new phone just so that she could text me.
Song of the day: Bicycle Race by Queen
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Excellent
Word of the day: snowballs. This is really more about the weather.
And there was a lot of snow today. Carissa, Nicole, and I had a snowball fight with the boys in the parking lot from their window.
Cool other word that I discovered today: exegete. This is someone skilled in exegesis---also known as our chapel speaker this week.
And one more word that I have used a lot lately: excellent.
School was out today for snow. This equals no practical service for Laura Love. Excellent. I went back to sleep for a while, which was also excellent. I had the strangest dream last night too, and it was one of those dreams that I would wake up and then go back to when I fell asleep again. In this dream, I owned a baby rabbit named Jewel and kept it in my dorm room. This baby rabbit was super-cute and cuddly. She bounced around the room and sort of talked to me, in her own way, and I loved her as my own child. She kind of changed shape and color though, because soon she became a white rabbit. But I didn't care because she was my baby. Anyway, the dream skipped a year ahead. I was in a Chinese restaurant with a group of my friends, searching frantically for Jewel because the Chinese had stolen her and I was sure they were going to put her in a soup. This was the sketchiest Chinese restaurant in the world. Soon, however, we found her darting in and out of tables. She was now big and brown. I took her and hid her at a resort, where she grew into a person. Then she was gone. I began living at this resort with a group of friends, and someone (I didn't know who) was trying to find me and kill me. I hid inside the resort, which sort of looked like hell, but then I got lost in it and could never find my way back to my friends, or my baby Jewel.
The end.
I then woke up and realized that I had intense Tech for Educators homework that was due at 1. It was a lesson plan for first graders on plants, and I think I did a heck of a good job. The awesome picture that I used on my first slide:
And there was a lot of snow today. Carissa, Nicole, and I had a snowball fight with the boys in the parking lot from their window.
Last Thursday was not so excellent. Though bio lab was interesting...sort of...(watching people swab DNA out of their cheeks is always entertaining), the Uganda team was also told that there was a possibility of no trip due to unexpected circumstances. I was sleep deprived, so I couldn't really process this. Then, that afternoon when babysitting, Anna began throwing fits as so on as she got home and...well...fits just aren't pleasant at all. My verse of the day, however, was Isaiah 48:17, which says:
"This is what the LORD says--your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: 'I am the LORD your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go.'"
I knew that He would do what was best for me. And I was ok with that.
On Sunday, then, we had another team meeting, and found that God works things out (who knew??). The interns are still going to Mbarara, but the rest of the team is going to the capital city, Kampala, to do other work. And I found out something else. We're going to be taking MOTORCYCLE CABS around the city while we're there. Yeah, part of my trip money is going towards a new helmet.
I did a lot of babysitting this weekend as well. Five children on Friday, fifty on Saturday. Yeah, you heard me. FIFTY. The Friday night children were good. We watched movies and the little girls texted people with my phone, which is hilarious because neither of them can read. Oh, and the little boys can quote Brian Reagan. The nine-year-old has already read Lord of the Rings and a bunch of books I read in high school. I was fans of them immediately. Saturday was scary. I had to make sure 40-50 kids at a church picnic didn't kill each other on the playground, and I did it by myself. This basically makes me a superhero. Other than a busted lip, everyone was ok.
That night, I helped kidnap Christina for her birthday. Amy and I did it by putting a pillowcase over Christina's head and then pretending to be Russian so she wouldn't guess our identities. We kept this up for an hour as I pretended to be a man, Amy pretended to be my first wife, and Christina was to be my second. Regardless of what Christina says about carsickness or bad accents, I believe that Amy and I make excellent kidnappers. I'll put of pictures later when Lisa lets me back in the room. Maybe.
Then I went with the hall to see Leap Year (again!) and we spent a good hour and a half mooning over Irish men (again!). Excellent.
Alyssa and I watched Quest for Camelot on Sunday. I. LOVE. THAT. MOVIE.
Our hall just watched 500 Days of Summer, which is about a relationship that goes wrong. I also loved this movie, partly because I felt like I could connect with it a little. Except that my movie would be called 1,262 Days of---anyway…
I survive off of peanut butter, which I just ate a lot of a few minutes ago. This could be a very bad thing. Every time I babysit and the parents let me have food, I go for the peanut butter. Not a lot, but a little bit. Note to parents: I am a good babysitter, but you should hide your peanut butter. And I broke lent. I feel kind of bad, but I was hungry and there was food. More than one time.
I just found out an interesting fact. There are actual seeds out there called “rapeseeds”. If I was a seed, I would not want to have this reputation.
Spring Break is in three days. Excellent.
Song of the day: This Too Shall Pass by OK Go. It has two excellent music videos.
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