Friday, November 25, 2005
Turkey Day 2!!!!
Well, so Shrig and I cooked a 12 pound turkey. We also had green bean casserole, yams, asparagus, salad, rolls, stuffing, cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes. By the time we ate around 5:30PM we were so tired from cooking all day that we, barely ate anything. We were so stuffed so quickly that we ended up all taking a nap on the couches. We got up in time to see the Denver Broncos beat the Dallas Cowboys 24-21. I was very happy about, as I really don't like the Cowboys. So anyway, then we cleaned up and had german chocolate cake, pumkin pie and sweet potatoe pie. It was very good. Then I watched CSI and Without A Trace. Then we just hung out and talked. Shrig and I made plans for our trip into NYC tomorrow. We are going to leave here around 8 am and spend the entire day in the city. We are going to try to go to Seredipity 3 and Tiffany's. We don't have any definite plans but to have fun. It is going to be cold though so we will have to bundle up. Anyway. Good Night and hope everyone had a great time with family and friends this Thanksgiving. God Bless you all.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Turkey DAY!!!!!!
It's turkey day and I LOVE TURKEY!!!!!!! I am in New Jersey, with my best friend from high school, Shriggles. I got here at 2 AM on Wed. morning. Yesterday we went to the vet for her cat and then to the pet store, panera, and then Barnes and Noble (my second most favorite place in the world). Today we are venturing into the world of cooking turkey and all the other essentials of a good Thanksgiving dinner. I will post more later!!!!
Monday, November 21, 2005
From Lavendar and Laughter
This is post from my Best Friend blog that totally reminded me of just how much He loves me!!!!!!! http://lavenderandlaughter.blogspot.com/
When the Pieces are Shattered
I was once a glass vase. We all were…like the vases in the craft section at Wal-Mart. All the vases are the same. All of them are plain and cheap: mass produced. Then Life picked up the vase that was me and threw it on the pavement. It shattered.
I have experienced every emotion, every confusion, every hurt of those shattered pieces. I’ve been angry, “God, why didn’t You protect me?” I’ve been scared of all the sharp pieces of glass. I’ve been confused: how do I put myself together again? I’ve been lost: what can I do in life if I’m not whole? I’ve been overwhelmed: there’s too many pieces. I’ve been hopeful: maybe I can fix it with super glue. I’ve tried to use the pieces to help in God’s work. I’ve also used the pieces to deepen my self-pity.
Even as I experience my questions and emotions in endless cycles, God is busy. One by one, He takes each little piece of glass and puts it in place. I question Him, “God, that isn’t where it goes…I’m not going to be a vase if you keep this up!” He continues to put pieces together. It looks odd. And it still hurts.
But eventually, there is my life…not glued with superglue and not a mass produced vase, but a unique sculpture. Each angle of glass reflects the light. The lines from the breaks create a diamond-like effect. No one else’s sculpture looks like mine. And it is beautiful.
When the Pieces are Shattered
I was once a glass vase. We all were…like the vases in the craft section at Wal-Mart. All the vases are the same. All of them are plain and cheap: mass produced. Then Life picked up the vase that was me and threw it on the pavement. It shattered.
I have experienced every emotion, every confusion, every hurt of those shattered pieces. I’ve been angry, “God, why didn’t You protect me?” I’ve been scared of all the sharp pieces of glass. I’ve been confused: how do I put myself together again? I’ve been lost: what can I do in life if I’m not whole? I’ve been overwhelmed: there’s too many pieces. I’ve been hopeful: maybe I can fix it with super glue. I’ve tried to use the pieces to help in God’s work. I’ve also used the pieces to deepen my self-pity.
Even as I experience my questions and emotions in endless cycles, God is busy. One by one, He takes each little piece of glass and puts it in place. I question Him, “God, that isn’t where it goes…I’m not going to be a vase if you keep this up!” He continues to put pieces together. It looks odd. And it still hurts.
But eventually, there is my life…not glued with superglue and not a mass produced vase, but a unique sculpture. Each angle of glass reflects the light. The lines from the breaks create a diamond-like effect. No one else’s sculpture looks like mine. And it is beautiful.
If You're Not the One
Daniel Bedingfield has my heart in his song!
If you're not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one, then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine, then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine, would I have the strength to stand at all?
I'll never know what the future brings, but I know your here with me now
We'll make it through and I hope you are the one I share my life with.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If I don't need you, then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you, then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me, then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me, then why do I dream of you in my life?
I don't know why its so far away, but I know that this much is true,
We'll make it through, and I hope you are the one I share my life with.
And I wish that you could be the one I die with.
And I'm prayin your the one I build my home with.
I hope I love you all my life.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
Cause I miss you, body and soul, so strong that it takes my breath away.
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today,
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight, you know my heart is by your side.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that i can stay in your arms?
If you're not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one, then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine, then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine, would I have the strength to stand at all?
I'll never know what the future brings, but I know your here with me now
We'll make it through and I hope you are the one I share my life with.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If I don't need you, then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you, then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me, then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me, then why do I dream of you in my life?
I don't know why its so far away, but I know that this much is true,
We'll make it through, and I hope you are the one I share my life with.
And I wish that you could be the one I die with.
And I'm prayin your the one I build my home with.
I hope I love you all my life.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
Cause I miss you, body and soul, so strong that it takes my breath away.
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today,
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight, you know my heart is by your side.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that i can stay in your arms?
The weekend
Well this past week and weekend flew by like it never even happened. In class I had a research paper due by 2am MST Monday morning as well as a case study. I got the case study done in time and got the paper finally turned in by 2:30 AM EST. Then I had to be up for work at 5:30 AM and I must say I am totally running on adrenaline right now.
As for the weekend, I took the bus to Baltimore and met a friend from college to head to Scranton. We went to see another friend and her baby. We had a good time though we were all stressed. Jenn is a teacher and had to grade papers and work on lesson plans, Sarah is student teaching and had to work on lesson plans and I had my research paper to work on and the case study.
We got in around 8:30 PM Friday night and ended up staying up until midnight catching up and talking. Saturday I got myself in trouble with "the family." I have lived with the Boyles previously and have been adopted by "the family" as one of them. Well Sarah's cousin Jeneane was having a birthday party for her little girl Celia and Jenn and I were invited. We decided to not go as we both had so much work to do. We opted instead to head the Northern Lights cafe in downtown Scranton, that is owned by another friends father. Well anyway, when Jeneane found out that I was there and hadn't come she was upset with me. I felt so bad, but it is so hard to be able to do everything you want to do in the short amount of time you have. Well then I accidentally called Mama Boyles old, but it wasn't intentional. Cause she isn't old at all. Then I got myself in big trouble with the Smith's who are like my third family. I was supposed to spend some time with them this weekend and that fell through as well. I tell you, I need more me's and more time.
Well with the possibility of moving back there in a year, I will be visiting more often to look for a job and a place to live. So I know I can make it up to all those people. If any of you are reading this, please accept my apologies and know that I be back and see you.
As for the weekend, I took the bus to Baltimore and met a friend from college to head to Scranton. We went to see another friend and her baby. We had a good time though we were all stressed. Jenn is a teacher and had to grade papers and work on lesson plans, Sarah is student teaching and had to work on lesson plans and I had my research paper to work on and the case study.
We got in around 8:30 PM Friday night and ended up staying up until midnight catching up and talking. Saturday I got myself in trouble with "the family." I have lived with the Boyles previously and have been adopted by "the family" as one of them. Well Sarah's cousin Jeneane was having a birthday party for her little girl Celia and Jenn and I were invited. We decided to not go as we both had so much work to do. We opted instead to head the Northern Lights cafe in downtown Scranton, that is owned by another friends father. Well anyway, when Jeneane found out that I was there and hadn't come she was upset with me. I felt so bad, but it is so hard to be able to do everything you want to do in the short amount of time you have. Well then I accidentally called Mama Boyles old, but it wasn't intentional. Cause she isn't old at all. Then I got myself in big trouble with the Smith's who are like my third family. I was supposed to spend some time with them this weekend and that fell through as well. I tell you, I need more me's and more time.
Well with the possibility of moving back there in a year, I will be visiting more often to look for a job and a place to live. So I know I can make it up to all those people. If any of you are reading this, please accept my apologies and know that I be back and see you.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
I Hear America Singing
Walt Whitman
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
THe carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deck-hand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day--at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.
I love this poem, it makes you forget for a little about all the mess that is America and remember what it used to be. Keep singing AMERICA!!!
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
THe carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deck-hand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day--at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.
I love this poem, it makes you forget for a little about all the mess that is America and remember what it used to be. Keep singing AMERICA!!!
Friday, November 11, 2005
Veterans Day!!!
THANK YOU TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE SERVED AND LAID DOWN THEIR LIVES FOR OUR FREEDOM!!!! I am very honored and proud of you. Thank you PopPop, Justin and Grandpop.
I am beginning to go absolutely crazy!!!! I have already worked 50 hours this week and will be at work tomorrow. I am working three different positions and today I am suffering from the worst headache in forever. I have a ton of filing to do and I just don't have the energy to do it right now and tomorrow will be working in the supply room. Can't I just go HOME (to Heaven)?
So I finally got my school book that I had ordered four and a half weeks ago. I had to file fraud charges against the first organization that I purchased from because I never received the book but was charged for it. I just had to buy another one and received in right on time like they said. I am a little peeved though because this feels like my year of hell on earth. I have been mugged, had my checking account cleared out by fraud, been cheated by a couple of organizations and right now I have the worst headache and just can't seem to get rid of it.
So anyway, I took a little bit of a leap and registered for eHarmony. I can't seem to find the kind of guy I am looking for by just looking and one of my friends had tried this and ended up meeting the man she married. I am a little scared by it but willing to try it. I am still not over this guy that I have liked forever so I figure if I do this and actually meet someone that will help. In some ways it scares me to do this because I don't want to be unfair to whoever I may meet by making them think I am using them. I am open to the experience but also...man I don't know. I just wish this other guy would just get married and that God would do to me what happened in "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". I so want to be over him but I find myself coming back to him again and again. LEAVE MY MIND JMB!!!! I DON'T WANT YOU IN THERE!!!! I WANT A CHANCE FOR MY OWN HAPPINESS AND YOU WON'T LET ME!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST LIE TO ME IN COLLEGE? IT WOULD HAVE MADE EVERYTHING EASIER. Oh well such is life and I will live on.
I am beginning to go absolutely crazy!!!! I have already worked 50 hours this week and will be at work tomorrow. I am working three different positions and today I am suffering from the worst headache in forever. I have a ton of filing to do and I just don't have the energy to do it right now and tomorrow will be working in the supply room. Can't I just go HOME (to Heaven)?
So I finally got my school book that I had ordered four and a half weeks ago. I had to file fraud charges against the first organization that I purchased from because I never received the book but was charged for it. I just had to buy another one and received in right on time like they said. I am a little peeved though because this feels like my year of hell on earth. I have been mugged, had my checking account cleared out by fraud, been cheated by a couple of organizations and right now I have the worst headache and just can't seem to get rid of it.
So anyway, I took a little bit of a leap and registered for eHarmony. I can't seem to find the kind of guy I am looking for by just looking and one of my friends had tried this and ended up meeting the man she married. I am a little scared by it but willing to try it. I am still not over this guy that I have liked forever so I figure if I do this and actually meet someone that will help. In some ways it scares me to do this because I don't want to be unfair to whoever I may meet by making them think I am using them. I am open to the experience but also...man I don't know. I just wish this other guy would just get married and that God would do to me what happened in "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". I so want to be over him but I find myself coming back to him again and again. LEAVE MY MIND JMB!!!! I DON'T WANT YOU IN THERE!!!! I WANT A CHANCE FOR MY OWN HAPPINESS AND YOU WON'T LET ME!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST LIE TO ME IN COLLEGE? IT WOULD HAVE MADE EVERYTHING EASIER. Oh well such is life and I will live on.
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