A friend posted this today. I really like this change of perspective and how it reminds me to be thankful for all things in this life.
"I am thankful for:
The taxes I pay because that means I have a job.
The clothes that fit a little too snug because that means I have food to eat.
The shadow that follows me because that means I'm out in the sunshine.
The halls that need to be swept and laundry that needs washed because
that means I have a home and loved ones to spend my time with.
The spot I finally find at the far end of the parking lot because it reminds me that I still have the ability to walk.
All the complaining I hear about our government because it means we have freedom of speech.
That lady at church that sings off key because it means I can hear.
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07 January 2013
20 July 2011
Feathering
Last night James and I went to Amanda and Josh's house for dinner. They made use a delicious meal: shrimp pasta, cheese toast, bacon-wrapped crab, and fruit salsa with cinnamon-sugar chips. Yum! After dinner, we chatted for a bit, but soon our conversations split into Josh and James talking about the military, guns, and Josh's collection of snakes, frogs and geckos and Amanda and me talking about when we want kids, friends, and feathers. Yes, feathers.
Have you heard of the feather hair extension trend? I hadn't until I ran into Amanda in Target last month. She had a few feathers in her hair, and it looked rather adorable. Amanda sells and installs these feather hair extensions. She charges $5-$9 as opposed to the $15+ local salons charge and the $50+ that larger city salons charge. You can wash and style the feathers just like you would your own hair.
My opinion is that this is in fact just a trend. It will come and go like the seasons. I would have never thought I would give in to such a trend, but guess what. I did. While Josh and James played video games and looked at Josh's snakes and such, Amanda put feathers in my hair. See?
Josh then brought one of his snakes out for me to see. I jumped at first, because I am no fan of anything creepy or crawly. After Josh promised me that I would not get bit and that the ball cobra was not venomous, I thought it would be funny to take this picture. Scary, isn't it?!
I look forward to having Amanda and Josh over to our house for dinner, but believe me when I say, there will be no snakes involved!
Have you heard of the feather hair extension trend? I hadn't until I ran into Amanda in Target last month. She had a few feathers in her hair, and it looked rather adorable. Amanda sells and installs these feather hair extensions. She charges $5-$9 as opposed to the $15+ local salons charge and the $50+ that larger city salons charge. You can wash and style the feathers just like you would your own hair.
My opinion is that this is in fact just a trend. It will come and go like the seasons. I would have never thought I would give in to such a trend, but guess what. I did. While Josh and James played video games and looked at Josh's snakes and such, Amanda put feathers in my hair. See?
Josh then brought one of his snakes out for me to see. I jumped at first, because I am no fan of anything creepy or crawly. After Josh promised me that I would not get bit and that the ball cobra was not venomous, I thought it would be funny to take this picture. Scary, isn't it?!
I look forward to having Amanda and Josh over to our house for dinner, but believe me when I say, there will be no snakes involved!
27 February 2011
Mike Nawrocki Comes to Central
I actually got the chance to meet Mike Nawrocki. He is the voice behind Larry the Cucumber in the popular cartoon VeggieTales. I wasn't all that excited at first, but when he started talking like Larry, I would be lying if I said I didn't freak out a little inside. He and Steve Feldman, the director of Sesame Street for 8 years, visited our church yesterday morning. Our church advertised the event to the community, so we had a bunch of little ones running around. We fed them fun snacks like cupcakes, popcorn, grapes, baby carrots and juice boxes. James' sister brought her two kids, her mother-in-law, her husband's siblings and their kids. A couple of families from New Harmony, James' home church in Paris, came as well. It was quite a fun time. We were able to show the newest VeggieTales movie, 'Twas the Night Before Easter. We were the only ones to have access to it before its release date next month. The kids and their parents alike loved it.
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| Our nephews |
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| James sitting with Tina and her husband's family |
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| Friends from New Harmony |
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| Nearly a full house |
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| Mike Nawrocki |
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| Steve Feldman, Rebeca Seitz, James, me and Mike Nawrocki |
23 February 2011
New Camera!
I have wanted a new camera for some time now, but I have been dragging my feet on the matter just because I don't like to spend money. After I found out that we would be traveling to Peru this summer, I finally decided that it was time to take action.
James' boss recently purchased a camera, so we turned to him for advice. He obviously had done a great deal of research. We trusted his opinion, and we did some research of our own after he gave us some websites to peruse. James and I agreed that the Canon PowerShot SX130 IS would be the best camera for us. I am so excited! I've already been trying it out on my co-workers.
James' boss recently purchased a camera, so we turned to him for advice. He obviously had done a great deal of research. We trusted his opinion, and we did some research of our own after he gave us some websites to peruse. James and I agreed that the Canon PowerShot SX130 IS would be the best camera for us. I am so excited! I've already been trying it out on my co-workers.
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| Mike, the janitor |
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| Ed, my boss |
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| Tammy, the Dean's secretary |
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| Rich, the Dean |
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| Ray, the engineering professor in my office suite |
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| James, the best husband ever |
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| Me at work |
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| Jared, the newest engineering professor |
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| Mohammad, an engineering professor |
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| Patrick, my student worker |
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| Shelley, my student worker |
18 February 2011
Time Marches On
Lately, I've found myself completely focused on the time.
The following thoughts cross my mind nearly everyday:
Only ___ minutes until I need to get out of bed.
Only ___ minutes until I need to leave for work.
Only ___ minutes until lunch.
Only ___ minutes until I get off work.
Only ___ minutes until I need to leave for class.
Only ___ minutes until class gets out.
Only ___ minutes until I get to workout.
Only ___ minutes until I finish my workout.
Only ___ minutes until I need to fill-in-the-blank.
It's become an obsession. Unfortunately, it's impossible not to pay attention to time. It's completely necessary to function in a time-driven society. I think it's about time (pardon the pun) to control what I can (how often I worry about the time) and let go of what I can't (the necessity to be on time). Otherwise, I'm wasting time worrying about time instead of living my life!
The following thoughts cross my mind nearly everyday:
Only ___ minutes until I need to get out of bed.
Only ___ minutes until I need to leave for work.
Only ___ minutes until lunch.
Only ___ minutes until I get off work.
Only ___ minutes until I need to leave for class.
Only ___ minutes until class gets out.
Only ___ minutes until I get to workout.
Only ___ minutes until I finish my workout.
Only ___ minutes until I need to fill-in-the-blank.
It's become an obsession. Unfortunately, it's impossible not to pay attention to time. It's completely necessary to function in a time-driven society. I think it's about time (pardon the pun) to control what I can (how often I worry about the time) and let go of what I can't (the necessity to be on time). Otherwise, I'm wasting time worrying about time instead of living my life!
"Don't count every hour in the day; make every hour in the day count." -unknown origin
28 January 2011
Furbish Studio Giveaway
I'd like to give a shout out to an eclectic and fabulous furnishings store called Furbish Studio. I follow both the Furbish blog and a blog called La Dolce Vita. Paloma Contreras is the writer of La Dolce Vita and the creator of the soon-to-be-published magazine High Gloss. She is currently hosting a Furbish Giveaway in celebration of High Gloss's premiere issue. I can increase my chances of winning the stylish giveaway goodies by linking the giveaway to my blog. I hope I win!
14 October 2010
Pride Goes before the Fall
You've heard that verse before, right? Well, last night, God showed me that verse. Check out my previous post before proceeding.
After I got home from working out, I got a quick shower and put on the red satin pajamas that James bought me for Christmas a couple years ago. I then slipped some really comfy socks on my feet. I was feeling so good. I jogged five miles; I was clean, refreshed and ready to relax.
I'm not entirely sure if it was the pride or the socks that caused my literal downfall, but I took two or three steps and down I went! I screamed out in pain and fear as I slid all the way down to the bottom of the stairs. James of course jumped toward me in record time to see if I was ok. He told me later that his first thoughts were, "I've got to get her to the emergency room." Poor guy expected the worst. Thankfully, I walked away with only bruises and a stiff soreness this morning. As I lay there trying to figure out what just happened, I burst into tears. It hurt! Plus I was shaky and scared. In the same instant, I started laughing harder than I have in a long time. I could not help but see the humor in me sliding down the stairs in my satin pajamas faster than a kid in a sleeping bag. You must know what I'm talking about. We used to do it all the time when we were kids. Get out the sleeping bag and glide down the stairs until Mom found out and put an end to our dangerous idea of fun. What were we thinking? Going down the stairs like that last night was definitely not my idea of fun, but I'm so thankful that God protected me through my little blunder.
As I stated on Facebook, I'm not sure which has made me more sore: jogging five miles last night for the first time in my life or falling down the stairs in our apartment right after I got home from jogging five miles.
After I got home from working out, I got a quick shower and put on the red satin pajamas that James bought me for Christmas a couple years ago. I then slipped some really comfy socks on my feet. I was feeling so good. I jogged five miles; I was clean, refreshed and ready to relax.
I'm not entirely sure if it was the pride or the socks that caused my literal downfall, but I took two or three steps and down I went! I screamed out in pain and fear as I slid all the way down to the bottom of the stairs. James of course jumped toward me in record time to see if I was ok. He told me later that his first thoughts were, "I've got to get her to the emergency room." Poor guy expected the worst. Thankfully, I walked away with only bruises and a stiff soreness this morning. As I lay there trying to figure out what just happened, I burst into tears. It hurt! Plus I was shaky and scared. In the same instant, I started laughing harder than I have in a long time. I could not help but see the humor in me sliding down the stairs in my satin pajamas faster than a kid in a sleeping bag. You must know what I'm talking about. We used to do it all the time when we were kids. Get out the sleeping bag and glide down the stairs until Mom found out and put an end to our dangerous idea of fun. What were we thinking? Going down the stairs like that last night was definitely not my idea of fun, but I'm so thankful that God protected me through my little blunder.
As I stated on Facebook, I'm not sure which has made me more sore: jogging five miles last night for the first time in my life or falling down the stairs in our apartment right after I got home from jogging five miles.
09 October 2010
08 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Eight
Three things I enjoy:
1. Massages
2. Castello del Poggio Moscato
3. Going on trips with James
07 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Seven
Four turn offs:
1. Dishonesty
2. Disorganization
2. Disorganization
3. Unkindness
4. People who don't wash their hands after using the restroom
4. People who don't wash their hands after using the restroom
06 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Six
Five people who mean a lot to you:
1. James (big surprise!)
2. My family
3. My friends
4. My church
5. My co-workers
Yes, I cheated. How could I possibly list only five people? I had to include everyone in my life because they all mean a lot to me! Seriously though, James is my favorite. ;)
05 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Five
Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done:
1. I wish I had never tasted sugar because now I'm pretty much addicted to it.
2. I wish I was a stronger and more disciplined person.
3. I wish James and I started dating in college instead of after he got home from Iraq.
4. I wish I would learn to think before I speak.
5. I wish I could relive my childhood and teenage years with the experience and knowledge that I have now. Hindsight is always 20/20.
6. I wish my body and mind didn't require so much sleep. I could be so much more productive with those extras hours everyday!
04 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Four
Seven things that cross your mind often:
1. God (prayer)
2. James
3. Doing the right thing/saying the right thing
4. "What's for lunch/dinner?"
5. My need to exercise
6. My friends/family
7. My mortality
I would also like to give a little shout out:
Happy Birthday Dad!
03 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Three
Eight things you couldn't live without:
1. God, Faith, the Bible, etc.
2. Air
3. Water
4. Sleep
5. Food
6. James
7. Family
8. Friends
I could have gone a different route with this, but I chose to go with the most essential.
I could have gone a different route with this, but I chose to go with the most essential.
02 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day Two
Nine things about yourself that most people don't know:
1. I rinse the dishes before I put them in the dishwasher.
2. According to James, I grind my teeth in my sleep.
3. Cleaning the shower is my least favorite chore, and I am very thankful God gave me a husband who is willing to take that responsibility away from me.
4. Almost every time I get the mail, the Blue's Clues Mail Song pops in my head.
5. I was crowned the basketball homecoming queen my senior year in high school.
6. My grandfather wanted my parents to name me Geraldine.
7. I have never once been able to beat the original Nintendo Super Mario Bros. (or any other video game for that matter).
8. I have been to a Muslim religious service at the local mosque.
9. One of my goals is to hold a live koala. I've wanted to since I was was little, and I'm still waiting for the opportunity.
1. I rinse the dishes before I put them in the dishwasher.2. According to James, I grind my teeth in my sleep.
3. Cleaning the shower is my least favorite chore, and I am very thankful God gave me a husband who is willing to take that responsibility away from me.
4. Almost every time I get the mail, the Blue's Clues Mail Song pops in my head.
5. I was crowned the basketball homecoming queen my senior year in high school.
6. My grandfather wanted my parents to name me Geraldine.
7. I have never once been able to beat the original Nintendo Super Mario Bros. (or any other video game for that matter).
8. I have been to a Muslim religious service at the local mosque.
9. One of my goals is to hold a live koala. I've wanted to since I was was little, and I'm still waiting for the opportunity.
01 October 2010
10 Day Blog Challenge: Day One
Ten things you want to say to ten people right now (in no particular order):
1. Ed, please stop accusing me of not liking you. Sure, some things you say I feel could be left unsaid. Some days you frustrate me. Sometimes I don't understand your way of thinking. That doesn't mean I don't like you. You are a great boss, and I'm glad to be able to work with you and everyone else in our department. Thank you for hiring me. This truly is one of the best jobs I've ever had-crazy days and all.
2. Tammy, I have really enjoyed getting to know you over the past several months. You mean a great deal to me. Thank you for all the ways you have helped me with work and listened when I needed to talk things out. I love hearing you talk about your kids. You are an amazing mom, and I respect you so much for it.
3. Patrick, I am so glad you applied to work for this department. You are such a level-headed and hardworking person. I respect you for being so positive and strong despite the hardships you've endured. I always enjoy the random conversations we have throughout the day. By the way, I was serious about playing tennis. I hope we can make that happen sometime soon!
4. James, thank you so much for loving me the way you do. You are my best friend and the love of my life. Things are not always perfect with us, but I think it's perfect that way. We work so well together even with all our imperfections. You make me want to be a better person, and I pray I do the same for you. I could never fully express how thankful I am that God brought us together. Excluding Jesus' sacrifice for our salvation, you are the most precious gift He has ever given me. I love you more every day.
5. Becca, you have been one of my best friends for nearly a decade now...yeah, it's been that long. I love you so much. I have especially enjoyed our gmail chats every day. It makes me feel so much closer to you even though we're hours apart. I realize I sort of already told you this when I commented on your blog, but you need to hear (or read) it again because word on the street is you're not too bright! Haha! You make me laugh harder and more often than anyone else I know. I love how we know each other so well. Like you said in your blog, I love how we can laugh about random, stupid or pointless things one minute but then keep one another accountable in our walks with God the next. I really do hope that God allows us to live close together again someday soon. Life is so much better with you near me!
6. Moma, it's been so wonderful to grow closer to you in the past few years. I hope you know how much I love you.
7. Daddy, you are one crazy, funny guy, but the one thing that I love most about you is how you will bend over backwards (metaphorically speaking) to make us happy. Thank you for always being there for me, Britt and Eric.
8. Britt, I'm so happy you're living here in Martin. I enjoy getting to spend time with you each week. You're doing great out on your own. I'm proud of you.
9. Eric, I'm proud of the young man you are becoming. I wish we could spend more time together.
10. To many of my family and friends who may not know Jesus, I implore you to consider beginning a relationship with Him. I realize some radical or hypocritical Christians mar Christianity by making it seem crazy or pointless, and perhaps even by my writing this, you may be offended or put off.
We are given only one life on this earth, and in our short time here, we have a choice to make: knowing God through Jesus or else reject Him and...you know the rest. I don't like to talk about the whole eternal damnation subject very often, but the truth is we will answer to God either now or later. By not choosing, we reject God. By coming to know Him through Jesus, we become heirs to His kingdom here on earth and in Heaven. I love you and could not imagine knowing that you may die without knowing the love and peace of our Savior.
24 September 2010
Night at the Movies
James and I went to see Resident Evil: Afterlife at the theater tonight. We are fans of the Resident Evil franchise and own the trilogy, so we were looking forward to seeing the fourth movie in the series. (James introduced me to it, and it grew on me. What can I say?) We were seated in the theater wearing our 3-D glasses ready for the action when we heard another viewer talking loudly near us. As if people who talk loudly in a movie theater isn't bad enough, he kept it up for what seemed to me like too long. I asked James if he would politely ask the guy to be a little quieter. James did so and then told me that the guy said he was reading the subtitles to his son because he couldn't read yet. Truth be known, we should have been more patient. The subtitles on the screen lasted only a few minutes into the movie, so perhaps the guy would have eventually quieted down. That's not exactly my point though. Correct me if I'm wrong, but if the child is not old enough to read, the child is certainly not old enough to be in a R-Rated movie. That fact irritated me so much that I felt the need to share it. The End.
17 June 2010
Six Degrees of Separation
This elongated post documents how connected we truly are in the world (or at least in Tennessee).
If you don't have time (or care) to read the entire post, the last few sentences contain the short version.
James and I met within the first couple weeks of the Fall 2004 semester at UTM. We were in the same biology class. The professor gave a girl with my same name access to the Blackboard Learning system by mistake, so until the mistake was corrected, I was unable to access the course material. I overheard one of my classmates asking another student if he could help her print the notes for class. I asked if I could accompany them to the computer lab to get help with printing the notes as well. James, being the helpful guy that he is, consented, and from that day on, he and I developed a friendship that was unlike any other we had ever encountered. He noticed me before the day I had asked for his help. When we started dating nearly three years later, he shared with me that the first time he saw me, he knew he wanted to marry me.
One day while walking on campus together during the Fall 2004 semester, a friendly girl approached James and chatted with him for a bit. He introduced us to one another, and as he and I walked away from her, I teasingly asked in that was his girlfriend. He said she was just some nice girl he had met at a Baptist Collegiate Ministry event.
During that fall semester, I had been living off campus about an hour away in a town called Puryear. To my surprise, James lived in the neighboring city of Paris. This became one of the many seemingly coincidental connections between us, but I'll save that story for another post.
In Spring 2005, my family helped me move into the dorms at UTM. A McCord resident assistant named Heidi gave us access to the dorm elevators that day. This same RA became one of my closest friends during my time in Martin. She even joined my wedding party on March 1, 2008. To this day, she remains one of my dearest friends. (The connection between me and my roommate during the Spring 2005 semester will make for another story another day.)
I needed a roommate for the Fall 2005 semester, and Jenn, the friendly girl that James introduced me to almost a year prior, needed one as well. We decided it would be best to become roommates. After one semester, I moved out of the dorms and lived in a rental house with a friend named Sarah Beth who not long after got married and moved out. (The story of my friendship with Sarah Beth and of how I had a hand in introducing her and her husband to each another remains a story for another day. I'm accumulating a lot of those.) Once again I needed a roommate and once again so did Jenn. Jenn and I lived together in the rental house for a year and a half. The first time we lived together, that's basically all we were: roommates. The second time, we became dear friends. In fact, she too became part of my wedding party and still remains one of my dearest friends.
During my senior year at Martin, I met a girl named Emily in one of my English classes. Emily and Jenn also shared classes, and they became close friends. When I graduated, Jenn moved back into the dorms and Emily became her roommate. Emily and I both were part of Jenn's wedding party and Jenn was Emily's matron of honor.
About a year and a half ago, Jenn and Emily came to visit me in Munford over Christmas break. Emily mentioned that she knew someone named Jenny that lived on our street. She introduced us to one another over Facebook. Not long after this, Jenny invited me over for dinner. As soon as I walked in, she said, "I kept you in nursery when you were a baby!" She thought I had looked familiar, but when she saw me in person, her suspicions were confirmed. Much to my surprise, my mom taught Jenny in school and Jenny was friends with my aunt Jeana. They also all went to church together, and apparently so did I for a short time before Jenny's family moved to a another church. Jenny became a great friend, neighbor, and Biblical role model during my time in Munford.
James and I began attending Munford Baptist Church in March 2009. When Jenny found out, she told me about her best friend name Lee Anne who also attended the church. Lee Anne and I met and became fast friends. She and I shared many memorable conversations regarding our relationships with God. She hired me to clean and organize her house several times, and I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with her and her two sweet daughters. I count her among my dearest friends as well.
Last year, my aforementioned friend Heidi called me to say that she had a boyfriend named Corey. Not long after, I got the opportunity to meet him. We became friends on Facebook (the ultimate connection finder). Just tonight I received a Facebook message from Lee Anne asking how I know Corey. She said that she had grown up with him and his family in church and that they had known one another for years. The song It's a Small World After All started to play in my head.
In a nutshell, James introduced me to Jenn who made it possible for Emily to introduce me to Jenny who introduced me to Lee Anne who knows Corey who dates Heidi. You have finally arrived at my "six degrees of separation" moment!
If you don't have time (or care) to read the entire post, the last few sentences contain the short version.
James and I met within the first couple weeks of the Fall 2004 semester at UTM. We were in the same biology class. The professor gave a girl with my same name access to the Blackboard Learning system by mistake, so until the mistake was corrected, I was unable to access the course material. I overheard one of my classmates asking another student if he could help her print the notes for class. I asked if I could accompany them to the computer lab to get help with printing the notes as well. James, being the helpful guy that he is, consented, and from that day on, he and I developed a friendship that was unlike any other we had ever encountered. He noticed me before the day I had asked for his help. When we started dating nearly three years later, he shared with me that the first time he saw me, he knew he wanted to marry me.
One day while walking on campus together during the Fall 2004 semester, a friendly girl approached James and chatted with him for a bit. He introduced us to one another, and as he and I walked away from her, I teasingly asked in that was his girlfriend. He said she was just some nice girl he had met at a Baptist Collegiate Ministry event.
During that fall semester, I had been living off campus about an hour away in a town called Puryear. To my surprise, James lived in the neighboring city of Paris. This became one of the many seemingly coincidental connections between us, but I'll save that story for another post.
In Spring 2005, my family helped me move into the dorms at UTM. A McCord resident assistant named Heidi gave us access to the dorm elevators that day. This same RA became one of my closest friends during my time in Martin. She even joined my wedding party on March 1, 2008. To this day, she remains one of my dearest friends. (The connection between me and my roommate during the Spring 2005 semester will make for another story another day.)
I needed a roommate for the Fall 2005 semester, and Jenn, the friendly girl that James introduced me to almost a year prior, needed one as well. We decided it would be best to become roommates. After one semester, I moved out of the dorms and lived in a rental house with a friend named Sarah Beth who not long after got married and moved out. (The story of my friendship with Sarah Beth and of how I had a hand in introducing her and her husband to each another remains a story for another day. I'm accumulating a lot of those.) Once again I needed a roommate and once again so did Jenn. Jenn and I lived together in the rental house for a year and a half. The first time we lived together, that's basically all we were: roommates. The second time, we became dear friends. In fact, she too became part of my wedding party and still remains one of my dearest friends.
During my senior year at Martin, I met a girl named Emily in one of my English classes. Emily and Jenn also shared classes, and they became close friends. When I graduated, Jenn moved back into the dorms and Emily became her roommate. Emily and I both were part of Jenn's wedding party and Jenn was Emily's matron of honor.
About a year and a half ago, Jenn and Emily came to visit me in Munford over Christmas break. Emily mentioned that she knew someone named Jenny that lived on our street. She introduced us to one another over Facebook. Not long after this, Jenny invited me over for dinner. As soon as I walked in, she said, "I kept you in nursery when you were a baby!" She thought I had looked familiar, but when she saw me in person, her suspicions were confirmed. Much to my surprise, my mom taught Jenny in school and Jenny was friends with my aunt Jeana. They also all went to church together, and apparently so did I for a short time before Jenny's family moved to a another church. Jenny became a great friend, neighbor, and Biblical role model during my time in Munford.
James and I began attending Munford Baptist Church in March 2009. When Jenny found out, she told me about her best friend name Lee Anne who also attended the church. Lee Anne and I met and became fast friends. She and I shared many memorable conversations regarding our relationships with God. She hired me to clean and organize her house several times, and I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with her and her two sweet daughters. I count her among my dearest friends as well.
Last year, my aforementioned friend Heidi called me to say that she had a boyfriend named Corey. Not long after, I got the opportunity to meet him. We became friends on Facebook (the ultimate connection finder). Just tonight I received a Facebook message from Lee Anne asking how I know Corey. She said that she had grown up with him and his family in church and that they had known one another for years. The song It's a Small World After All started to play in my head.
In a nutshell, James introduced me to Jenn who made it possible for Emily to introduce me to Jenny who introduced me to Lee Anne who knows Corey who dates Heidi. You have finally arrived at my "six degrees of separation" moment!
21 May 2010
Lexie's Night In with Alton Brown
James packed up his gear and left me yesterday. Not for good of course, he'll be back Sunday evening when the Marines release him from drill.I typically get down and out when he goes out-of-town. The longer we're married though, the shorter that feeling lasts. Once that lingering "I miss him already" feeling subsides, I am content to be left to my own devices.
Take last night for example. I got off from work, went to the Rec. Center and spent nearly an hour on the treadmill (mostly walking), called my mom and chatted for a bit, made myself dinner (Venison Shepherd's Pie), and then spent the rest of the evening watching Alton Brown and Chef Duff on the Food Network. Since obtaining cable when we moved to Martin, the Food Network has become one of my guilty pleasures. James does not enjoy it like I do (maybe not even at all), so I try not to subject him to it when we're watching TV together. On nights like last night (and probably tonight) though, I watch as many Good Eats, Ace of Cakes, and Food Network Challenges as I can!
11 March 2010
Internet Purge
You may have noticed my blog is now bare, and there is a semi-good reason for it. You may think I'm overreacting but let me explain myself.
A few hours after I created a new post a few days ago, I received an email from a reporter in Florida who wanted to use one of my pictures for a story. This may seem harmless, but I felt exposed. I wondered at first 1) how she had seen the picture and 2) how she had my email address. Then it dawned on me. My blog. She must have seen my blog. She confirmed this, and I politely declined her using my photo.
Since then, I have googled myself and found that I am all over the internet. In retrospect, I have had a cavalier attitude toward the issue and even thought it impressive that one could find little ole me in a search engine. Now I see that is just plain ridiculous. Here comes the potentially overreacting part: I've been totally purging myself from the internet by editing my accounts, deleting pictures and being more selective about who can find me. I am not interested in being "out there" for the world to know; I created this blog for me and my friends and family. I'm not going to go delete my Facebook account or anything, but I am taking this as an opportunity to proceed with caution from now on. (I am going to delete my Myspace account, but that's not so shocking, is it?)
A few hours after I created a new post a few days ago, I received an email from a reporter in Florida who wanted to use one of my pictures for a story. This may seem harmless, but I felt exposed. I wondered at first 1) how she had seen the picture and 2) how she had my email address. Then it dawned on me. My blog. She must have seen my blog. She confirmed this, and I politely declined her using my photo.
Since then, I have googled myself and found that I am all over the internet. In retrospect, I have had a cavalier attitude toward the issue and even thought it impressive that one could find little ole me in a search engine. Now I see that is just plain ridiculous. Here comes the potentially overreacting part: I've been totally purging myself from the internet by editing my accounts, deleting pictures and being more selective about who can find me. I am not interested in being "out there" for the world to know; I created this blog for me and my friends and family. I'm not going to go delete my Facebook account or anything, but I am taking this as an opportunity to proceed with caution from now on. (I am going to delete my Myspace account, but that's not so shocking, is it?)
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