I was tagged by Kasey Berry, so here goes:
10 years ago:
I was in 8th grade at Kaffie Middle School. I had recently become a Christian and started going to First Baptist Church Corpus Christi. I was dating the guy of my middle school dreams – Mike Gonzalez =o) This was also the stage where I listened to Silverchair or WOW 1997 and wore metallic blue Doc Martins … and thought they were Awesome!
Things on my to do list today:
According to my Outlook Calendar…
Absolutely nothing – that’s sad, I guess that would explain why I am doing this at work instead of work.
I need to book lodging and rental cars for some Doctors, go work out, make dinner, get some canvases to finish my paintings, send Elyse some wedding pics, get in touch with the Caller Times, Call Chelsea, mail the last of the thank you notes.
What would I do if I was suddenly became a Billionaire?
Laugh… a lot. And then I would give lots of money to Organizations and people that I like such as: The Courtney’s, Bertrand’s, Buy Shoes Save Lives, Bread for The World, International Justice Mission, The Simple Way, Fair Trade Commission, Mission Waco/Arlington, Frontiers, Blood Water Mission, The One Campaign, Hillary Clinton… just kidding, Jubilee Project, Invisible Children… etc. Then I would try to find ways to fund other energy sources, like windmills, and solar energy. I would pay off my college loans, pay off my parent’s debt, buy a hybrid car, and let Jeff do his investing thing.
Three of my bad habits:
Going days without actually drinking any water
Messing with my hair
Speaking before I think… or speaking against my better judgment
Five jobs I have had:
Behavioral Health Logistics Coordinator at Staff Care, Inc.
Administrative Assistant Farmers Insurance
Gymnastics Coach at FLIPS
Receptionist Mattson Financial Services
Mentor/Tutor at Brazos Middle School with Waco READS
Five things people don't know about me:
I had to really think about this b/c I’m a pretty open book…
1. When I was really little I had to wear a special shoe on my foot because I was pigeon toed
2. I am somehow distantly related to Will Rogers
3. Sometimes I like to watch celebrity gossip shows…
4. I can’t remember world leaders… even when I try. It doesn’t matter how much I’ve heard about them or how many times I see their name, I will inevitably forget
5. I went to jump rope camp in 7th grade… and was in a group of 6-10 year olds.
I tag: Chelsea, Michelle, & Beth G.
2.27.2008
2.24.2008
good weekend
I just had a really great weekend! But not the kind that makes me dread going to work tomorrow, the kind that makes me excited about moving forward and leaves me feeling refreshed and happy. There wasn't anything eventful about it really, it was just what I needed. On Friday we made dinner and watched Michael Clayton, it is a pretty good movie. And as usual I went to bed early on Friday - I'm alway so tired at the end of the week! I woke up early Saturday because I can't help it and went to go work out at the place in the apartment complex. I worked out way longer than usual because the Obama vs. Clinton debate was on TV and I was intrigued. Then Jeff woke up and we made breakfast and watched the final episodes of season 1 of 24. I decided I don't really like that show, but that's another story. Then I got ready and made a casserole and fruit salad and Jeff made brownie pie and we went to hang out with the soon to be Mr. & Mrs. Ryan McCrady (they are getting married in 3 weeks!). Ryan grilled these massive steaks on the grill - it was INCREDIBLE! Oh yeah! .... sidenote: funny story of Saturday. So, Jeff is in the shower and I'm just picking up around the apartment and I sneezed really loudly and he thought I was screaming so he jumps out the shower with soap all over his face and hair and runs into the bedroom (where I am) and is like 'WHAT'S WRONG?!'... I can't figure out why he thinks I'm hurt so I'm just staring at him and then I realized he thought I was yelling and we laughed hysterically and he got back in the shower. Then today was pretty relaxed, I decided I wanted to paint some pictures for our living room, so I did that while Jeff was watching his mandatory defensive driving video. sidenote: all weekend Jeff was giving me random driving facts like, 'Did you know that there are 18 million vehicles registered in the state of Texas?'. So, I painted a picture, it will be the first of three for the living room, here it is:
We also went for a walk today, because the weather was BEAUTIFUL! While we were walking we found this old softball field and I was reminding Jeff of how we used to go play softball after school just for fun. We ended up going back to the apt and getting bats and gloves and going to the store to buy some balls. We went back to the field and had so much fun playing catch and hitting, or swinging if you are me. =o)
Tonight I was just relaxing and thinking about how happiness is a choice. This isn't anything revolutionary, it is just easy for me to allow myself to become a victim of my circumstances and not CHOOSE my attitude. I'm really happy this weekend and excited about my job, going to First Baptist Arlington, meeting new people, being a wife and building our life together. AND I got my haircut last week! It's not a 'cute married haircut' (case in point: Chelsea) but it is shorter than it has been, and I have a new love/hate relationship with my bangs. Here's a picture of the hair:
Jeff is cracking me up, he is sitting here talking defensive driving, 'Did you know Texas has the most bridges in the United States?...WOW, there are 301,000 miles of roads in Texas.'
We also went for a walk today, because the weather was BEAUTIFUL! While we were walking we found this old softball field and I was reminding Jeff of how we used to go play softball after school just for fun. We ended up going back to the apt and getting bats and gloves and going to the store to buy some balls. We went back to the field and had so much fun playing catch and hitting, or swinging if you are me. =o)
Tonight I was just relaxing and thinking about how happiness is a choice. This isn't anything revolutionary, it is just easy for me to allow myself to become a victim of my circumstances and not CHOOSE my attitude. I'm really happy this weekend and excited about my job, going to First Baptist Arlington, meeting new people, being a wife and building our life together. AND I got my haircut last week! It's not a 'cute married haircut' (case in point: Chelsea) but it is shorter than it has been, and I have a new love/hate relationship with my bangs. Here's a picture of the hair:
Jeff is cracking me up, he is sitting here talking defensive driving, 'Did you know Texas has the most bridges in the United States?...WOW, there are 301,000 miles of roads in Texas.'
2.18.2008
Title
I can't think of what to call this post? It is a coming out of hibernation of sorts. I haven't posted in a while because I'm not sure what to say... I'm still not, but thought I'd give it a try anyway. Sometimes I feel like in order to be ABLE to post on here I have to have some kind of news, event, story to share - and I don't really... I just want to process. So, you've been warned:
Life is different. Seems obvious enough - get married, move to new city, start new job... life will be different. Some days the adjustment isn't really a big deal, and other days I can't stand it, but life goes on and it gets better.
I feel like I should preface anything else I'm about to say with, marriage is great - I love being married and my husband is incredible. That being said, I miss my friends, I miss my team, I miss Waco and Woodway, and being familiar with everything. All in all I think it was pretty necessary for us to move away and I can see ways we have grown individually and together already that would have been a lot more difficult had we not moved.
I have felt in a way that I haven't in a long time (probably since I was living in Turkey) that NOTHING can satisfy except for Jesus. It is easy when Jeff is really the only friend that I have in the Bedfordish area, or see daily to want him to meet my needs and want him to satisfy me. And he can't... I mean, he can in the immediate kind of way, but not in the deep, sustaining way that my soul longs for. And for the first time in my life, I'm having to choose Jesus daily without anyone (husband excluded) around me spurring me in that direction on a daily basis. Honestly, I pretty pridefully expected that I wouldn't struggle with that choice, but I have, a lot, and there have been several days I have not chosen wisely.
Ultimately, I'm thankful for this time (however long it lasts) because I KNOW now that my hope, my joy, my Jesus does not rely on my home group, my roommates, my teammates, my friends or any other of life's circumstances. I would have said I believed that... but it has been good to be tested in that and see what I'm really standing on. Truthfully, I have stood on many of your shoulders and have felt kind of empty without you - but I know it isn't YOU that makes me stronger, it is Jesus IN you and even when you aren't with me I still have access to that kind of strength...but it doesn't come as naturally as it did beside you. That's really all I've been wanting to say...I miss you, but I'm feeling disciplined and refined in a way that reminds me of the gracious Father love of God that is always calling us to wholeness and holiness. And that's a good feeling, I haven't felt the burning fires of refinement in a while... and it hurts and the pain reminds me to be soft and moldable. It is good.
Life is different. Seems obvious enough - get married, move to new city, start new job... life will be different. Some days the adjustment isn't really a big deal, and other days I can't stand it, but life goes on and it gets better.
I feel like I should preface anything else I'm about to say with, marriage is great - I love being married and my husband is incredible. That being said, I miss my friends, I miss my team, I miss Waco and Woodway, and being familiar with everything. All in all I think it was pretty necessary for us to move away and I can see ways we have grown individually and together already that would have been a lot more difficult had we not moved.
I have felt in a way that I haven't in a long time (probably since I was living in Turkey) that NOTHING can satisfy except for Jesus. It is easy when Jeff is really the only friend that I have in the Bedfordish area, or see daily to want him to meet my needs and want him to satisfy me. And he can't... I mean, he can in the immediate kind of way, but not in the deep, sustaining way that my soul longs for. And for the first time in my life, I'm having to choose Jesus daily without anyone (husband excluded) around me spurring me in that direction on a daily basis. Honestly, I pretty pridefully expected that I wouldn't struggle with that choice, but I have, a lot, and there have been several days I have not chosen wisely.
Ultimately, I'm thankful for this time (however long it lasts) because I KNOW now that my hope, my joy, my Jesus does not rely on my home group, my roommates, my teammates, my friends or any other of life's circumstances. I would have said I believed that... but it has been good to be tested in that and see what I'm really standing on. Truthfully, I have stood on many of your shoulders and have felt kind of empty without you - but I know it isn't YOU that makes me stronger, it is Jesus IN you and even when you aren't with me I still have access to that kind of strength...but it doesn't come as naturally as it did beside you. That's really all I've been wanting to say...I miss you, but I'm feeling disciplined and refined in a way that reminds me of the gracious Father love of God that is always calling us to wholeness and holiness. And that's a good feeling, I haven't felt the burning fires of refinement in a while... and it hurts and the pain reminds me to be soft and moldable. It is good.
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