Grace: "We have things tomorrow night. OH. but you have stuff."
Me: "Sad thing is I knew exactly what you were saying. We have band practice tomorrow night but I have class."
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
quote of the day
My rock climbing class...
Germel: "I'll belay you."
Bryan: "No man, you're never belaying me again!"
Germel: "That second time, I had you!"
Germel: "I'll belay you."
Bryan: "No man, you're never belaying me again!"
Germel: "That second time, I had you!"
Best Friends
Day 30- A picture of someone you miss.
As far as my final challenge, I think we all know the answer. I can't wait to see my Mom again one day. But I also miss my dog Freddy. He was the bestest dog in the world, I got him when I was 11 years old. He was annoying, he would bark ALL night and keep the whole house awake and he would run away to the next neighborhood sometimes. He liked to bury stuff in the yard. He wasn't particularly the most well behaved dog but that's why I loved him. And just like me, we both had to grow out of it. Me and Freddy had some good talks though. I used to sit out on my back porch with him and we would chat about life. I remember sitting outside with him for a long time the night before I left for college. I told him to take good care of my parents, and he sure did through those years. He was one of my favorite things about coming home because he was always there in the driveway, waiting for me to pet him first thing. My family has had a dog as far back as I can remember, so it was a really weird feeling when Freddy died about 2 years ago. It's still kinda weird to go home without him in the yard.
Today ends the 30 day blog challenge and I'm thankful because I'm tired. It's been a good run, and I've really quite enjoyed writing about things that I normally wouldn't think or write about. I do love to write, but I never dedicate significant or consistent time to it. So maybe another challenge will be in the distant future. Stay tuned.
As far as my final challenge, I think we all know the answer. I can't wait to see my Mom again one day. But I also miss my dog Freddy. He was the bestest dog in the world, I got him when I was 11 years old. He was annoying, he would bark ALL night and keep the whole house awake and he would run away to the next neighborhood sometimes. He liked to bury stuff in the yard. He wasn't particularly the most well behaved dog but that's why I loved him. And just like me, we both had to grow out of it. Me and Freddy had some good talks though. I used to sit out on my back porch with him and we would chat about life. I remember sitting outside with him for a long time the night before I left for college. I told him to take good care of my parents, and he sure did through those years. He was one of my favorite things about coming home because he was always there in the driveway, waiting for me to pet him first thing. My family has had a dog as far back as I can remember, so it was a really weird feeling when Freddy died about 2 years ago. It's still kinda weird to go home without him in the yard. And since writing this is about to make me cry, I'll go ahead and share the good news. This is a picture of my new puppy, Cali. I get to bring her home in about 2 weeks and I can't wait to play with her! We're going to be the best team ever.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
quote of the day
Driving in Lancaster... Laura: "Check out that house! Are we somewhere in Italy or something? And there's the projects."
Whistle while you work
Day 29- A picture that makes you smile. You're probably sick of hearing me talk about my job and how much I love it. But suck it up, cause that'll only get worse. When I graduated undergrad, I had way more emotions than anyone should have. I was miserably lost and had no clue what my next days future would be like. I very much considered seminary for youth ministry. I don't think I'm the coolest or most gifted person when it comes to dealing with youths but it's clear that God created my heart to beat a little faster around them. I get all kinds of energy when I'm around young people and more than most anyone, they need people in their lives who'll love on them and be on their side. But as I was considering that career path, something didn't feel right. I didn't want my career to be in ministry and I figured out that I LOVED my major way too much to not do anything with it. So I went back to school, honestly just to buy some time so that PRT would hire me for good. And they did, and as a result I get to go on fun trips to DC with youths. I get to push them to be leaders in our community, I get to shovel mulch with them on a Saturday morning, I get to go kayaking and have parties with them, and I get paid for it. That just doesn't make any sense. I know that I get paid like crap and no I don't want to go into work every single morning, but I honestly thank God for my job everyday and I mean it. I would love to spend the rest of my life making my community a better place. So this picture makes me smile. My job and the youth I get to work with makes me smile. High five, Jesus.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Thunder Rolls
Day 28- A picture of something you're afraid of.Mother nature is not very nice sometimes, yet people want to sit out on their porch while tornados are forming and some want to film tsunami's and hurricanes and stuff. You people are crazy. When any kind of thunderstorm rolls in, pride is the only thing keeping me from hiding under my bed. A lot of you don't get it. You say, "Katie, how can you be 24 years old and still scared of thunder?" Well most people are scared of spiders and insects and little things that crawl around the ground. And guess what, they're smaller than humans and are scared of us. Why do spiders and big bugs crawl away when they hear footsteps coming to squash them? A big thunderstorm aint scared of nobody. It'll come through your town and tear up everything, big or little, in a bout 5 minutes and you can't squash it with your flip-flop or run away from it. I don't really know where my hatred/fear of thunderstorms comes from. As far back as I can remember, I was crawling in the bed with my parents every time it stormed. So that's what I've always been and unfortunately always will be afraid of. "The Thunder Rolls" is a great song by Garth Brooks though.
Friday, March 25, 2011
My Brotha
Day 27- A picture of you and a family member.
No offense or anything but I'm REALLY glad I don't have a sister. I really love the idea of having a sister, and mostly every friend I have has a sister that I adore, but having a big bro is where it's at. As childs, me and scott had a few good fights, he taught me how to throw a football and play basketball. I owe almost every bit of soccer talent I have to him because the first time I went to one of his games, I was like "Mom I HAVE to do this too!" So my family has been a soccer family ever since. This is a pic of me and him at his college graduation. That was a fun day. Now he's making his living being a soccer coach and a darn good one so I hear.
No offense or anything but I'm REALLY glad I don't have a sister. I really love the idea of having a sister, and mostly every friend I have has a sister that I adore, but having a big bro is where it's at. As childs, me and scott had a few good fights, he taught me how to throw a football and play basketball. I owe almost every bit of soccer talent I have to him because the first time I went to one of his games, I was like "Mom I HAVE to do this too!" So my family has been a soccer family ever since. This is a pic of me and him at his college graduation. That was a fun day. Now he's making his living being a soccer coach and a darn good one so I hear.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Winning!
Day 26- A picture of something that means a lot to you.
Could this be any more vague? I mean really. I kinda answered this one with the ipod thing. My friends mean a lot to me. Drinking Coke in the morning means a lot to me. Moe's means a lot to me. And I also try not to get too attached to "things." But in the interest of making this post completely about myself, I'll say that my all-region soccer award means a lot to me. I mean I've played soccer since I was 8 years old and you don't play that long or practice that hard for nothin. In South Carolina high school soccer, your coach and other coaches nominate certain players in their region for the all-region team. My senior year, I was the first Gaffney player to make all-region ever and I was pretty stoked. Our region at the time consisted of Dorman, Spartanburg, Northwestern, Boiling Springs, and Byrnes (I think). Those are some pretty legit teams. It's one of my most favorite things mainly because soccer was my whole life back then and to get any kind of recognition for your hard work and soccer abilities is a darn good feeling.
The actual thing is hanging on my wall in my room in Gaffney so this picture is lame. My bad.
Could this be any more vague? I mean really. I kinda answered this one with the ipod thing. My friends mean a lot to me. Drinking Coke in the morning means a lot to me. Moe's means a lot to me. And I also try not to get too attached to "things." But in the interest of making this post completely about myself, I'll say that my all-region soccer award means a lot to me. I mean I've played soccer since I was 8 years old and you don't play that long or practice that hard for nothin. In South Carolina high school soccer, your coach and other coaches nominate certain players in their region for the all-region team. My senior year, I was the first Gaffney player to make all-region ever and I was pretty stoked. Our region at the time consisted of Dorman, Spartanburg, Northwestern, Boiling Springs, and Byrnes (I think). Those are some pretty legit teams. It's one of my most favorite things mainly because soccer was my whole life back then and to get any kind of recognition for your hard work and soccer abilities is a darn good feeling.
The actual thing is hanging on my wall in my room in Gaffney so this picture is lame. My bad.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Today
Day 25- A picture of your day.
Me and laptop spent the day together working on my paper. I also went to the grocery store.
Me and laptop spent the day together working on my paper. I also went to the grocery store.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Procrastination Station
Day 24- A picture of something you wish you could change.
My thesis due date. My project advisor gave me the draft of my literature review back yesterday, and there was only 1 page that was red pen free. Out of 40. Sometimes she would just cross out stuff and be like, "change that sentence." What am I supposed to do with that? Contrary to my frustrations, my project advisor is fantastic/one of my favorite people and she's working just as hard as I am to get me out of here. I have to clear all the red pen marks by Friday and then have the official paper in next Wednesday. And among it all stands this blog challenge and work and oh yea, 3 other classes. I wish I had longer. I wish I didn't have to do it at all. But that's pushing it.
My thesis due date. My project advisor gave me the draft of my literature review back yesterday, and there was only 1 page that was red pen free. Out of 40. Sometimes she would just cross out stuff and be like, "change that sentence." What am I supposed to do with that? Contrary to my frustrations, my project advisor is fantastic/one of my favorite people and she's working just as hard as I am to get me out of here. I have to clear all the red pen marks by Friday and then have the official paper in next Wednesday. And among it all stands this blog challenge and work and oh yea, 3 other classes. I wish I had longer. I wish I didn't have to do it at all. But that's pushing it.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Word
Day 23- A picture of your favorite book.
I know it's cheesey and whatever, but the Bible is in fact the best book ever. It tells me what to do.
I know it's cheesey and whatever, but the Bible is in fact the best book ever. It tells me what to do.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Tee Pain
Day 22- A picture of something you wish you were better at.Golf. I have this weird love/hate relationship with the whole deal. I love the clothes. I hate how much I currently suck at it. I love that it's outside. I hate that I can never hit the ball straight. I'll go 17 holes never hitting a single ball in the right direction, but if on the 18th hole I get it right, then I claim to love the sport and want to go back for more. It's crazy like that, and I wish I were better at it. I started getting into golf in college when I took the class, and my brother really started to play while he was in college and we've played together a few times. I always bug him to play with me, but I think he gets frustrated when it takes me 12 strokes to get to the hole so I think he avoids the topic now. It's a goal that I have mostly every summer, to practice more and play consistently because my summer work schedule is always better and what a way to get a tan, right? Being recreational and spending the afternoon in the sun? There's something to be said about a sport like that. I've found it's a good stress reliever too, as you get to just whack the crap out of something over and over. So if you're ever looking for a good laugh, an outside activity, and a reason to dress in bright colors, then holler at me. We'll hit up the greens and have some emberassing fun.
Quote of the Day:
Erin: "I already told Erica and Laura, I want you to be in my wedding. So start saving for a bridesmaid dress."
Me: "I don't know, I think I'm gonna be busy that weekend."
Erin: "You're a big jerk."
Congrats friend! :)
Saturday, March 19, 2011
I'm Like Forget You
Day 21- A picture of something you would like to forget.
This is quite a loaded question but I think I have just the thing. I could've almost died once. I know that sounds dramatic. But the summer after my freshman year in college, I worked at Aeropostle at the Yellow Mall in Gaffney. It was actually an ok job. Lived in Gaffney, saved money, got a lot of hours, it was cool. But July 4th weekend, me and some co-workers were closing up the store and taking the money down to the deposit box. As we were locking up, a guy with a gun came up and started yelling at us and took the money and pointed the gun at our heads. He told us to get down on the ground and not move like they do in movies and I swear I didn't breathe for like 2 minutes. Having a gun pointed at your head and then going to the police station to identify some dude isn't something that happens every day ya know. So needless to say, I don't like guns very much. They kinda freak me out a lot and if I were to forget that whole moment, I would be ok. Truth is that gun could've been a water gun (I really wasn't concerned over what type it was). On the other hand, that guy could've decided to kill 3 people that day. God takes care of his peeps.
This is quite a loaded question but I think I have just the thing. I could've almost died once. I know that sounds dramatic. But the summer after my freshman year in college, I worked at Aeropostle at the Yellow Mall in Gaffney. It was actually an ok job. Lived in Gaffney, saved money, got a lot of hours, it was cool. But July 4th weekend, me and some co-workers were closing up the store and taking the money down to the deposit box. As we were locking up, a guy with a gun came up and started yelling at us and took the money and pointed the gun at our heads. He told us to get down on the ground and not move like they do in movies and I swear I didn't breathe for like 2 minutes. Having a gun pointed at your head and then going to the police station to identify some dude isn't something that happens every day ya know. So needless to say, I don't like guns very much. They kinda freak me out a lot and if I were to forget that whole moment, I would be ok. Truth is that gun could've been a water gun (I really wasn't concerned over what type it was). On the other hand, that guy could've decided to kill 3 people that day. God takes care of his peeps.
After that crazy story, don't be sad. Here's the quote of the day from Brooke as we sit on campus talking about marriage and how we're OK with being single...
Brooke: "I'm totally ok with it. Like, I don't want people in my house ok with it."
Friday, March 18, 2011
Bene Mangia
Day 20- A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.
Obviously the answer to this question is the entire world. But I'll probably never have the time or money so I pick Italy. Just from my only trip out of the country to Ireland, I have good feelings toward Europe. There are tons of places I'd like to go such as some of South America and Australia, but Europe seems to be comparetively a little less sketch. If I were forced to learn another language it would definetly be Italian, so I'd like to go and hear all the cool accents and pretty italian words that people say. There's lots of water and beaches around which is always a plus, and soccer is the huge sport. Italy has all kinds of historical things too. Their buildings are big and beautiful and there's lots of fun fountains there. But the real reason I'd like to go to Italy is of course, for the food. Naples (so I've heard) has the best pizza in the world. I would pretty much do anything to be able to say I ate the best pizza in the WORLD. In Naples they have strict laws on how pizza is made, so that alone tells you it has to be amazing. And then theres gelato. I freakin love me some gelato. I don't even know why it's so good, but when I see a gelato place I have to get some. So there's no telling how many pounds I would come back with after visiting Italy, but I wouldn't mind giving it a shot one day. Pizza, gelato, beaches, and soccer. Why don't I live there?
Obviously the answer to this question is the entire world. But I'll probably never have the time or money so I pick Italy. Just from my only trip out of the country to Ireland, I have good feelings toward Europe. There are tons of places I'd like to go such as some of South America and Australia, but Europe seems to be comparetively a little less sketch. If I were forced to learn another language it would definetly be Italian, so I'd like to go and hear all the cool accents and pretty italian words that people say. There's lots of water and beaches around which is always a plus, and soccer is the huge sport. Italy has all kinds of historical things too. Their buildings are big and beautiful and there's lots of fun fountains there. But the real reason I'd like to go to Italy is of course, for the food. Naples (so I've heard) has the best pizza in the world. I would pretty much do anything to be able to say I ate the best pizza in the WORLD. In Naples they have strict laws on how pizza is made, so that alone tells you it has to be amazing. And then theres gelato. I freakin love me some gelato. I don't even know why it's so good, but when I see a gelato place I have to get some. So there's no telling how many pounds I would come back with after visiting Italy, but I wouldn't mind giving it a shot one day. Pizza, gelato, beaches, and soccer. Why don't I live there?
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Detour
Just a quick detour from the challenge, but atleast you don't have to miss me anymore. I just felt the need to report back on our trip and how hilarious my kids are. And also, I haven't been able to scan the picture I need for the next challenge. So we had a great time at the Congressional Cities Conference this week! We took 6 of our Youth Council members up to DC and I will say that the Rock Hill Youth Council are just down right delightful to work with. There are 24 of them total that represent our city, but we took probably the best 6 with us (don't tell the other kids I said that). We saw Obama roll out of the White House and he waved at us with his perfect white teeth and we heard the First Lady speak about her Let's Move Cities and Towns Initative. Some of our youths got to shake her hand and pretty much freaked out about it. So getting to see 2 out of 4 of the First Family isn't too bad of a record. We went to some sessions on education and homelessness and national debt and all the grown-up stuff that was kinda over my head but I enjoyed it anyway. The coolest part for me was getting to chill with KATIE BROCK for the afternooon as she helped our directionally challenged group find things. The trip really reminded me of why I love teenagers so much and I kept noticing how happy I was around them. Weird. Youths give me energy and keep me awake and drive me insane all at the same time, it's pretty rad.
Obviously we had plenty of quotes to keep us entertained throughout the trip. Let's share...
Joey: (referring to our Obama sighting) "Guys, he's no different than any other person in the world."
Austin: "NO! He's 100% different!"
Ginny: "That's probably why Obama waved at me, he thought I was mentally handicapped."
Museum guy #1: "Dude, who's hat is that?"
Museum guy #2: "Micheal Jackson."
Museum guy #1: "Too soon."
Ginny: "Since there is a Wyoming sreet, why isn't there a South Carolina street? Just because we succeeded from the union and we're trying to do it again doesn't mean anything."
Lydia: "Katie, what's that big pencil thing called again?"
Me: "The Washington Monument?"
Lydia: "Yea! That's it!"
Tara: (passing a field) "A llama!"
Me: "Clark!"
Anna: "Obama?"
Tara: "Yea, Obama's in that field over there."
Obviously we had plenty of quotes to keep us entertained throughout the trip. Let's share...
Joey: (referring to our Obama sighting) "Guys, he's no different than any other person in the world."
Austin: "NO! He's 100% different!"
Ginny: "That's probably why Obama waved at me, he thought I was mentally handicapped."
Museum guy #1: "Dude, who's hat is that?"
Museum guy #2: "Micheal Jackson."
Museum guy #1: "Too soon."
Ginny: "Since there is a Wyoming sreet, why isn't there a South Carolina street? Just because we succeeded from the union and we're trying to do it again doesn't mean anything."
Lydia: "Katie, what's that big pencil thing called again?"
Me: "The Washington Monument?"
Lydia: "Yea! That's it!"
Tara: (passing a field) "A llama!"
Me: "Clark!"
Anna: "Obama?"
Tara: "Yea, Obama's in that field over there."
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Beautiful Mess
Day 18- A picture of your biggest insecurity.
I actually have no insecurities and no flaws. When I look in the mirror, I can't even stand it I'm so attractive. Isn't that how girls usually feel? Of course I'm insecure about a lot of things. The one that comes to mind because it's recent is the fact that I'm on hardcore grown-up medicine for the first time in my life. Since Mom died I've had really bad anxiety issues, caused by depression the doc says. The meds that I'm taking are directly related to treating depression, but the doc says I just need something that triggers relaxation in my brain. The day I finally fessed up to the issue that "just feeling happy" wasn't gonna cut it, I felt horrible. I was so bummed that I couldn't just shake all those emotions on my own because I've historically been so laid back all the time, I'm not a worry-er, and I've never had to be on medicine for anything before. So yea, it took me down a few notches. But the good news is that it's actually working. No anxiety attacks and I'm sleeping WAY better. Win!
Side note: Sorry addicts, I'll be in DC for the next 3 days for a work conference (isn't that cool? im a big deal) and will not be returning to the 30 day blog challenge until Wednesday. Sorry for any inconvenience. The fact that this will mess up my order and set me back a few days doesn't stress me out at all. Why? I just told you. I'm on meds.
I actually have no insecurities and no flaws. When I look in the mirror, I can't even stand it I'm so attractive. Isn't that how girls usually feel? Of course I'm insecure about a lot of things. The one that comes to mind because it's recent is the fact that I'm on hardcore grown-up medicine for the first time in my life. Since Mom died I've had really bad anxiety issues, caused by depression the doc says. The meds that I'm taking are directly related to treating depression, but the doc says I just need something that triggers relaxation in my brain. The day I finally fessed up to the issue that "just feeling happy" wasn't gonna cut it, I felt horrible. I was so bummed that I couldn't just shake all those emotions on my own because I've historically been so laid back all the time, I'm not a worry-er, and I've never had to be on medicine for anything before. So yea, it took me down a few notches. But the good news is that it's actually working. No anxiety attacks and I'm sleeping WAY better. Win!Side note: Sorry addicts, I'll be in DC for the next 3 days for a work conference (isn't that cool? im a big deal) and will not be returning to the 30 day blog challenge until Wednesday. Sorry for any inconvenience. The fact that this will mess up my order and set me back a few days doesn't stress me out at all. Why? I just told you. I'm on meds.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Day 17- A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.
Man I miss my Mom. Mom's are supposed to be at your wedding and play with their grandkids and at age 24, me and Mom had a lot more years of arguing left to do as is custom in Mom/daughter relationships. So it's safe to say that last July 19th changed my life. As cheesey as it sounds, I brag about the 24 years I've lived, I mean, my life rocks. I grew up in a great home with a great family and my parents have always supported and loved me and given me everything I need. So honestly, it's been really easy to believe in God and his love for me because he had proven it over the course of my life. And when I met Jesus in high school I thought, "Why wouldn't I give this guy a shot?" Everyone talks about God's love and goodness and I had always seen it so clearly, but the huge impact that Mom's death made on my life was that I started questioning all that. My view on the world totally changed for a while and I only saw the bad in it. But after some time, I'm finding that I'll never be able to rely on Him if bad things don't happen. Jesus went to the cross to die for me and then he said "it's GOOD for me to go." Because if He never went to the cross, if He just lived this really cool life on Earth while making a bunch of miracles happen and teaching a few things, then the work wouldn't be fully completed and I wouldn't have any hope outside of this messed up world I live in. He lived a perfect life, took on the worst death in history, and called it GOOD. It was better that he died instead of lived. I'm not comparing His death to my Mom's in any way, I'm just loving the comfort that that brings. It's possible that I beleive in God's love more now than I did when my life was seemingly perfect as I thought it was for so long. What I've learned through death is that the goodness of Jesus never runs out and that's brought me out of some pretty dark places.
Man I miss my Mom. Mom's are supposed to be at your wedding and play with their grandkids and at age 24, me and Mom had a lot more years of arguing left to do as is custom in Mom/daughter relationships. So it's safe to say that last July 19th changed my life. As cheesey as it sounds, I brag about the 24 years I've lived, I mean, my life rocks. I grew up in a great home with a great family and my parents have always supported and loved me and given me everything I need. So honestly, it's been really easy to believe in God and his love for me because he had proven it over the course of my life. And when I met Jesus in high school I thought, "Why wouldn't I give this guy a shot?" Everyone talks about God's love and goodness and I had always seen it so clearly, but the huge impact that Mom's death made on my life was that I started questioning all that. My view on the world totally changed for a while and I only saw the bad in it. But after some time, I'm finding that I'll never be able to rely on Him if bad things don't happen. Jesus went to the cross to die for me and then he said "it's GOOD for me to go." Because if He never went to the cross, if He just lived this really cool life on Earth while making a bunch of miracles happen and teaching a few things, then the work wouldn't be fully completed and I wouldn't have any hope outside of this messed up world I live in. He lived a perfect life, took on the worst death in history, and called it GOOD. It was better that he died instead of lived. I'm not comparing His death to my Mom's in any way, I'm just loving the comfort that that brings. It's possible that I beleive in God's love more now than I did when my life was seemingly perfect as I thought it was for so long. What I've learned through death is that the goodness of Jesus never runs out and that's brought me out of some pretty dark places.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Boys
Day 16- A picture of someone who inspires you.This may be a stretch, but stay with me here. I'll start off by saying that if you knew the young men I had crushes on in high school, you would call me a loser. They were your typical sports playing jerks who were in love with themselves and the occasional cheerleader. Even in my first year or so of college, I had my eye on guys who didn't love Jesus, and if they claimed they did, it wasn't enough for what I (and every other girl) deserves. So I bring you to Brandon Hammond. This is a picture of Brandon and his beautiful wife Ansley and their first child, Myra Grace. The Hammonds were pretty much our first Campus Crusade staff to come to Winthrop. The more I hung out with Brandon, saw how he treated Ansley and just people in general, and how much he loved the Lord, I made up my mind that I wouldn't settle for just some guy who might want to take me to dinner. My standards in a future mate have improved tremendously thanks to Brandon. It helps that we have so much in common. We both LOVE sports, we both play guitar, we both like bright colors, both played soccer in high school, both love the beach. The Hammonds were a blessing to me in my college years. Ansley discipled me and I learned so much about relationships through conversations with them. Not only marriage type things, but ministry relationships and their passion for people to know Jesus only fired me up for it as well. They left Winthrop my senior year to move to NYC and they've done great great things on staff. They are currently on staff in Charleston with 2 precious babies and thankfully I have higher hopes of seeing them more often now that they're in this state. And if you think this is weird, don't worry, Ansley and I have had many conversations about how Brandon has inspired my new set of standards in boys. Thumbs up, marriage.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
California Dreamin'
Day 15- A picture of something you want to do before you die.
There are two US states that are superior to all others. You can't beat South Carolina, but California is a close second. Sure they're in billion dollars of debt and they'll soon break off into the Pacific ocean but it's beautiful out there. California combines all the things I love about the outdoors and includes perfect weather, all year round. In the same stretch of only a few miles, you'll see beach after beach and then mountain after mountain. Just on the 45 minute drive from San Jose to Santa Cruz, you drive through the mountains. Over the 10 weeks I was there, it rained 0 times, the temperature never got above 85, and humidity didn't exist. All that to say...I want to live there before I die. I'm not sure if a summer counts as "living there." And I don't know if it will actually come true because I have plans for staying at my current job here for a while. But California is and always has been my back-up plan. I have dreams about surfing and Santa Cruz and puppies almost every night. So I guess those are my favorite things and one day me and my future puppy will go to California and live and surf and be poor because it costs so much to live there. That sounds like a great life to me! And yes, I spent 10 weeks looking at the above picture, taken by my buddy Kelly.
There are two US states that are superior to all others. You can't beat South Carolina, but California is a close second. Sure they're in billion dollars of debt and they'll soon break off into the Pacific ocean but it's beautiful out there. California combines all the things I love about the outdoors and includes perfect weather, all year round. In the same stretch of only a few miles, you'll see beach after beach and then mountain after mountain. Just on the 45 minute drive from San Jose to Santa Cruz, you drive through the mountains. Over the 10 weeks I was there, it rained 0 times, the temperature never got above 85, and humidity didn't exist. All that to say...I want to live there before I die. I'm not sure if a summer counts as "living there." And I don't know if it will actually come true because I have plans for staying at my current job here for a while. But California is and always has been my back-up plan. I have dreams about surfing and Santa Cruz and puppies almost every night. So I guess those are my favorite things and one day me and my future puppy will go to California and live and surf and be poor because it costs so much to live there. That sounds like a great life to me! And yes, I spent 10 weeks looking at the above picture, taken by my buddy Kelly.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Daddy's Girl
Day 14- A picture of someone you can't imagine your life without.
This is the only picture I could find on my computer of the two of us. His eyes are closed, but you get the point. Love you Dad!
My Dad is awesome! He's not like normal Dads. Normal Dads try to emberass you, they're all over protective and want to beat everyone up, and they're usually into video games and weird sci-fi movies and stuff. My Dad watches chick flicks and actually enjoys them. He has no shame in sitting down to watch Hairspray with me and Mom. He grills out, which is what every man loves, and he also helps do the dishes (I've always bragged about that one). When I was younger, I was a big punk and didn't really get along with my parents. Not in a bad way, it's just that I spent most of my time in trouble for my grades and bad attitude so we could never really connect ya know. But as I got older and wiser, Dad and me started to hang out. He was always at my soccer games, cross-country races and tennis matches, and he wasn't one of those annoying Dads who gets all upset during games because he thinks his daughter will make it to the pros. I think deep down that's where I learned how to be a good sports fan. We like to watch sports together, any kind of sport, and we don't get too emotional or yell at the TV like we can control anything that happens. My favorite thing to do with him is our usual lunch outing at Pete's. He for some reason puts up with all of my drama, he knows all of my friends and what their favorite colors are, and we have a lot of similar opinions. After our famous lunch dates, Mom used to always say, "Did yall solve all the world's problems?" I like to think we did. Oh and I'm pretty sure he can fix anything. So it's always good to have a Dad around.
This is the only picture I could find on my computer of the two of us. His eyes are closed, but you get the point. Love you Dad!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Love in this Club
Day 13- A picture of your favorite band or artist.
As most of you know, I'm black. But you would never know, because I listen to the Black Eyed Peas and they are indeed my favorite band (would you call them a band?). Even though I'm pretty sure listening to BEP makes you more white than anything, that's ok with me because they rock the house. I went to their concert last year when they were in Charlotte, and next to being born, it's probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. It was like being at a club for 3 hours, but you had your own seat and space to dance and the music was way louder. BEP pretty much keeps reinventing hip-hop music over and over with all their new technological sounds that always make it to #1 before you realize they're even on the radio. Will.I.Am says he tests out the new beats in the club when he's dj-ing and can tell if people like it or not by the way they're dancing. So he takes the beats that he created and makes them into songs for BEP. Cool right? I'll have those skills one day, and I'll be the white girl dj-ing at the back of the stage on tour. Coming to a big city near you. But give me a few years.
As most of you know, I'm black. But you would never know, because I listen to the Black Eyed Peas and they are indeed my favorite band (would you call them a band?). Even though I'm pretty sure listening to BEP makes you more white than anything, that's ok with me because they rock the house. I went to their concert last year when they were in Charlotte, and next to being born, it's probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. It was like being at a club for 3 hours, but you had your own seat and space to dance and the music was way louder. BEP pretty much keeps reinventing hip-hop music over and over with all their new technological sounds that always make it to #1 before you realize they're even on the radio. Will.I.Am says he tests out the new beats in the club when he's dj-ing and can tell if people like it or not by the way they're dancing. So he takes the beats that he created and makes them into songs for BEP. Cool right? I'll have those skills one day, and I'll be the white girl dj-ing at the back of the stage on tour. Coming to a big city near you. But give me a few years.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Open 24/7
Day 12- A picture of something you love.
After yesterday's really negative post about all the hate in the world, luckily today is about love! I do actually love a lot of stuff, but I especially love being outside. I'm not one of those granola hippies who would live in a tree house for the rest of my life. I like houses and showers (sometimes). But sports and recreational outdoor fun has been a part of my life since I was a little one. I was always outside playing kickball, being a ninja, playing with Freddy the dog. I would much rather be outside playing frisbee than inside at some coffee shop talking about my feelings. I just basically always have to be doing something. My type of vacation is going to the beach, but actually having stuff do like go surfing or playing golf or camping out. This here picture is at Yosemite National Park while I was on summer project and it looks like a freakin postcard, but it was taken with my little digital camera. That's how beautiful that place is, even the worst photographers can take the best pictures. It was the most beautiful place I've ever been and it only confirmed my love for being outdoors. I love God for creating all that for me. And not so we could look at it and talk about ourselves, but to talk about how great He is.
After yesterday's really negative post about all the hate in the world, luckily today is about love! I do actually love a lot of stuff, but I especially love being outside. I'm not one of those granola hippies who would live in a tree house for the rest of my life. I like houses and showers (sometimes). But sports and recreational outdoor fun has been a part of my life since I was a little one. I was always outside playing kickball, being a ninja, playing with Freddy the dog. I would much rather be outside playing frisbee than inside at some coffee shop talking about my feelings. I just basically always have to be doing something. My type of vacation is going to the beach, but actually having stuff do like go surfing or playing golf or camping out. This here picture is at Yosemite National Park while I was on summer project and it looks like a freakin postcard, but it was taken with my little digital camera. That's how beautiful that place is, even the worst photographers can take the best pictures. It was the most beautiful place I've ever been and it only confirmed my love for being outdoors. I love God for creating all that for me. And not so we could look at it and talk about ourselves, but to talk about how great He is."Shout for joy to the Lord, all the Earth. For He is good and his love endures forever." -Psalm 100
Saturday, March 5, 2011
quote of the day
Britt: "I'm starting to really like my Dad a lot! But not like...!"
Bickell: "I have to get this mint sauce to New York."
Me: "Right now? Bickell we don't have time for all that."
Britt: "That sounded really urgent."
Bickell: "I have to get this mint sauce to New York."
Me: "Right now? Bickell we don't have time for all that."
Britt: "That sounded really urgent."
Haterade
Day 11- A picture of something you hate.I hate the Tarheels like I hate the Nazi's, but that's not what this particular writing is about. What I really hate, just as much as thunderstorms and snakes, are people who act like they know stuff about sports when they really don't. Don't get mad. I didn't say I hate everyone who doesn't watch sports. Superbowl sunday is the best and worst day of the year for me. Everyone in America turns into a crazy and just starts talking junk about the teams when they haven't watched a single football game all year. Most tarheel fans wear tarheel shirts because they think that shade of blue matches their eyes or because they live in North Carolina, not because they know anything about basketball. Then they claim EVERY shade of blue on the planet as "carolina blue". The typical tarheel fan says, "the sky is carolina blue because God is a Tarheel!" I mean what? Really? And don't start an argument with me over how the Clemson/Carolina game is life or death, because in case you didn't know, no one outside of this state cares about it. They don't even play in the same conference, or play the same teams and no ones salvation depends on the outcome of that game. I like being a sports fan. It might be one of my spiritual gifts. But you'll never find me screaming at the TV for 2 hours or openly talking trash just to make someone next to me mad. People who know nothing about sports don't get it. The point of "having a team" isn't so you can go around bashing everyone else's favorite team. Go watch sportscenter and actually educate yourself on your sport of choice, then we'll talk. That's all :)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Cabin Fever
Day 10- A picture of the person you do the most messed up things with.
For some reason I had to really think about this for about 5 seconds. Then I heard Grace scream "freakin A!" from her room. This reminded me that the 3 of us living in the same house do the most messed up t
hings together. We kicked off our marriage with the 2nd annual trip to the NASCAR All-star race (see left) as we dressed up like rednecks and made friends with a fan wearing fake teeth at the end. Not too long ago, we pulled THE biggest prank of all pranks on some friends of ours down the street. They still haven't figured it out. I can't tell you the hours we've spent in our kitchen late at night screaming about the stupidity of the world and all it's problems. We dance around the house constantly, like the night of the Harry Potter opening we drank butter beer and danced to Glee songs. We sit on our porch and watch ghosts walk by (true story) and watch our neighbors act crazy, while almost setting their house on fire with fireworks on new year's eve. One night we called the cops on our neighbors due to loudness, but about 10 people ended up getting arrested for drugs. The 3 of us watched the whole thing go down through our tiny bathroom door and crawling around the kitchen floor like spy's. Currently we are in the process of getting a restraining order on a 5 year-old boy who keeps banging on our door every day at 5:00 because we won't let him in. My roommates have given me quite an entertaining 2 years to say the least. If you want a big laugh or a good trash TV show, come on down to the Cabin. We'll be happy to mess up you're brain, too!
For some reason I had to really think about this for about 5 seconds. Then I heard Grace scream "freakin A!" from her room. This reminded me that the 3 of us living in the same house do the most messed up t
hings together. We kicked off our marriage with the 2nd annual trip to the NASCAR All-star race (see left) as we dressed up like rednecks and made friends with a fan wearing fake teeth at the end. Not too long ago, we pulled THE biggest prank of all pranks on some friends of ours down the street. They still haven't figured it out. I can't tell you the hours we've spent in our kitchen late at night screaming about the stupidity of the world and all it's problems. We dance around the house constantly, like the night of the Harry Potter opening we drank butter beer and danced to Glee songs. We sit on our porch and watch ghosts walk by (true story) and watch our neighbors act crazy, while almost setting their house on fire with fireworks on new year's eve. One night we called the cops on our neighbors due to loudness, but about 10 people ended up getting arrested for drugs. The 3 of us watched the whole thing go down through our tiny bathroom door and crawling around the kitchen floor like spy's. Currently we are in the process of getting a restraining order on a 5 year-old boy who keeps banging on our door every day at 5:00 because we won't let him in. My roommates have given me quite an entertaining 2 years to say the least. If you want a big laugh or a good trash TV show, come on down to the Cabin. We'll be happy to mess up you're brain, too!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
"Bad, Sexy, and Off the Chain"
Day 9-A picture of the person that has gotten you through the most.
I'm in the library and have lots of papers to write so good thing today's challenge is a no brainer. Next to my family of course, my 3 best best friends have gotten me through the most. We'll be at each others weddings, hospitals when kids are delivered, at funerals when bad things happen, and we always have and will make time for each other. We PRAY a lot for each other and can't nothing beat that! So I don't need to say anymore, because I've blogged about it recently and could go on forever. Erica, Laura, Erin...I loves you!
I'm in the library and have lots of papers to write so good thing today's challenge is a no brainer. Next to my family of course, my 3 best best friends have gotten me through the most. We'll be at each others weddings, hospitals when kids are delivered, at funerals when bad things happen, and we always have and will make time for each other. We PRAY a lot for each other and can't nothing beat that! So I don't need to say anymore, because I've blogged about it recently and could go on forever. Erica, Laura, Erin...I loves you!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Emily in New York City
Day 8- A picture that makes you laugh.
I have the most hilarious friends in the world. They make me laugh so much and we've taken some rediculous pictures over the years. But 2 summers ago, Laura, Amanda, Emily, and I went to NYC for the weekend. In this picture, while at dinner with Erin Bickell, Laura has the great idea of taking a picture of all of us through the mirror. It didn't work for the rest of us, but it did for Emily. And she's the only one smiling. Everytime we tried to take a picture of the 4 of us, for the rest of the trip, Emily was the only one who ever managed to make it in. We laughed at that fact way more than it was actually funny. But Emily, you're a great sport!
I have the most hilarious friends in the world. They make me laugh so much and we've taken some rediculous pictures over the years. But 2 summers ago, Laura, Amanda, Emily, and I went to NYC for the weekend. In this picture, while at dinner with Erin Bickell, Laura has the great idea of taking a picture of all of us through the mirror. It didn't work for the rest of us, but it did for Emily. And she's the only one smiling. Everytime we tried to take a picture of the 4 of us, for the rest of the trip, Emily was the only one who ever managed to make it in. We laughed at that fact way more than it was actually funny. But Emily, you're a great sport!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I wanna put you in a song
Day 7-post a picture of your most treasured item.
This one is in fact a challenge, not because it's hard to pick the item, but because everyone will judge the heck out me for not picking something handed down by my great grandma with some emotional story attached. Chicken fingers and sweet tea are about the only things that win out against music in my heart. I love music. I beleive there is a song for every occasion and mood and music tells a good story way better than I ever could on my own. I listen to country, christian, show tunes, rap, I do actually like the occasional jazz music (especially live), and I even give Justin Bieber a chance. I LOVE to play what music I know how to play on my guitar and if I had the patience and smarts, I would learn how to play every instrument out there. As you all know one of my life goals is to be a DJ. Often I have the urge to quit my job and pursue that dream and the Fox's think I'd be darn good at it. So since there is no better thing on the planet than music, my most treasured item is in fact my ipod. I love it dearly because it helps me sleep, workout, dance, cry, drive, and it walks me to class. Notice that my ipod is currently playing the only Justin Bieber song I own. Happy Birthday Biebs!
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