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I'm back! I was without a computer from yesterday until about 11 am today. It was a long morning...it looks to be a long afternoon, too. I got to leave a little early yesterday since there was nothing for us to do, so I headed to the library. They have a new discards bookstore that I'd never been in because it's only open in the daytime. Well, it's awesome! I got several books for a few dollars (including A Severe Mercy, which I've wanted to read forever) and a Chris Rice CD for one dollar. Woo hoo!

Tonight a girl from the RUF New Class is having a cookout. Casey and Alli told me about it and assured me that Evan and I were invited, so we're going to go. It should be fun, although we're pretty out of touch with their group. Our friend Chris is forever talking to me about these RUF girls as if I know them, and I have to remind him I don't have a clue who he's talking about. It's strange to be old. :) Speaking of Chris, the other day after church we were talking about kids' names and we decided he should name his future son Walker. Because Walker Texas Ranger Jones is the coolest name ever! I think you'd have to know Chris to understand why that's so funny.

My hands are hurting from typing a bunch of labels on the typewriter earlier. Someone came by and said, "It's funny to see someone using one of those things." Good grief, is it that primitive? I typed all my high school papers (and stories) on my Smith-Corona. I didn't have a PC until I was in college. Sigh.

Okay, done crowding your friends page now. :)
chestnutcurls: (dolphin)
I'm back! I was without a computer from yesterday until about 11 am today. It was a long morning...it looks to be a long afternoon, too. I got to leave a little early yesterday since there was nothing for us to do, so I headed to the library. They have a new discards bookstore that I'd never been in because it's only open in the daytime. Well, it's awesome! I got several books for a few dollars (including A Severe Mercy, which I've wanted to read forever) and a Chris Rice CD for one dollar. Woo hoo!

Tonight a girl from the RUF New Class is having a cookout. Casey and Alli told me about it and assured me that Evan and I were invited, so we're going to go. It should be fun, although we're pretty out of touch with their group. Our friend Chris is forever talking to me about these RUF girls as if I know them, and I have to remind him I don't have a clue who he's talking about. It's strange to be old. :) Speaking of Chris, the other day after church we were talking about kids' names and we decided he should name his future son Walker. Because Walker Texas Ranger Jones is the coolest name ever! I think you'd have to know Chris to understand why that's so funny.

My hands are hurting from typing a bunch of labels on the typewriter earlier. Someone came by and said, "It's funny to see someone using one of those things." Good grief, is it that primitive? I typed all my high school papers (and stories) on my Smith-Corona. I didn't have a PC until I was in college. Sigh.

Okay, done crowding your friends page now. :)
chestnutcurls: (Brens)
Yay, I just bought my Christmas cards! Now I can work on them while I'm in Texas. I bought so many that I got a free card holder. Woo hoo!

The holiday season has a strange way of making me overemotional. (Although, when am I ever not overemotional?) The music, the cards, the decorations, and even A Charlie Brown Christmas turn me into a weepy blob of Jello. Since it's my first Christmas "with" Evan and my last Christmas with Kathy, this has potential to be the sappiest December ever. I guess at Christmas I just want everyone to know I love them, so I get overwhelmed by love or something. :)

You know how Hallmark has those nice velvet-covered classic books? Why haven't they done Little Women? I really want a hardcover copy, since it's one of my favorite books, but I've never found one as nice as those Hallmark editions.

So here's the weekend story. Friday night Evan and I went to the RiverKings hockey game. I met his friends from FedEx who went to all the games with him last year. I had felt apprehensive about meeting them, but they turned out to be very nice and fun. That was a big relief. We lost, but the fights were more entertaining than I had anticipated. It seems like hockey is more about fighting than actual playing. From my perspective it looked like the players were randomly pounding one another, but Evan assured me that it usually had something to do with the game. Weird.

On Saturday I had intended to go to the Tigers game, but I woke up feeling so awful that I knew I couldn't handle all of my planned activities. I cleaned the apartment a little and then went back to sleep for several hours. When I woke up, Evan was leaving work, so he came over and we played Super Puzzle Fighter. I took an Allegra and felt better. Then Debra arrived, and we went together to Luke and Myla's for the RUF Barn Party. It was the best one ever. Usually the barn party centers around a bonfire, but the wind was so strong that Myla was afraid the pasture would catch fire. So we doused the fire and went up to the barn for the talent show. Luke and Myla both performed original songs, and Chris did a sing-along acoustic version of "Baby One More Time." Then we all danced to country-type music. Well, some of us. Evan was very sweet and slow-danced once with me, but wouldn't do anything else. :) Ryan danced with me once, but ended up jerking me around until I couldn't dance from laughing. Debra and Myla, who had not met before, really hit it off and had a great time together. It was so much fun. We didn't get home until after midnight. Then Debs spent the night and we stayed up talking until 3 am (despite my repeated attempts to go to sleep. At one point she said, "I think I could talk to a brick wall." I said, "I know you could.").

Two barn party pictures )

Sunday morning was my dad's baptism. I went to their church to witness it. Eighteen people in all were baptized, and it was neat to hear all the different stories. There were kids, parents, new believers, long-time believers. It was great. :D After church we ate at Macaroni Grill, and then I accompanied my family to their house so I could do laundry. By this point I was feeling bad again, so I took yet another nap in the guest room. I got up after a while and we sat around watching football. A cold front came through, and the temperature outside dropped 20 degrees in six minutes (according to the news). Needless to say, this has not helped my poor sinuses at all. I went home. Evan came over again. I had been craving a smoothie all weekend, so he took me to Baskin-Robbins. I let him drive my car, something he has offered to do repeatedly. So I have taken a new step of trust in our relationship. :) I'm going to let him drive more often. Yay.

So now it's Monday and I am still sick and extremely chattery. I don't plan to go to the doctor since this is the 536th such illness I have had this year, and the doctor will not make it go away any faster. I just hope I'm not totally miserable on the trip. Kudos to those of you who get to stay home for Thanksgiving.
chestnutcurls: (Brens)
Yay, I just bought my Christmas cards! Now I can work on them while I'm in Texas. I bought so many that I got a free card holder. Woo hoo!

The holiday season has a strange way of making me overemotional. (Although, when am I ever not overemotional?) The music, the cards, the decorations, and even A Charlie Brown Christmas turn me into a weepy blob of Jello. Since it's my first Christmas "with" Evan and my last Christmas with Kathy, this has potential to be the sappiest December ever. I guess at Christmas I just want everyone to know I love them, so I get overwhelmed by love or something. :)

You know how Hallmark has those nice velvet-covered classic books? Why haven't they done Little Women? I really want a hardcover copy, since it's one of my favorite books, but I've never found one as nice as those Hallmark editions.

So here's the weekend story. Friday night Evan and I went to the RiverKings hockey game. I met his friends from FedEx who went to all the games with him last year. I had felt apprehensive about meeting them, but they turned out to be very nice and fun. That was a big relief. We lost, but the fights were more entertaining than I had anticipated. It seems like hockey is more about fighting than actual playing. From my perspective it looked like the players were randomly pounding one another, but Evan assured me that it usually had something to do with the game. Weird.

On Saturday I had intended to go to the Tigers game, but I woke up feeling so awful that I knew I couldn't handle all of my planned activities. I cleaned the apartment a little and then went back to sleep for several hours. When I woke up, Evan was leaving work, so he came over and we played Super Puzzle Fighter. I took an Allegra and felt better. Then Debra arrived, and we went together to Luke and Myla's for the RUF Barn Party. It was the best one ever. Usually the barn party centers around a bonfire, but the wind was so strong that Myla was afraid the pasture would catch fire. So we doused the fire and went up to the barn for the talent show. Luke and Myla both performed original songs, and Chris did a sing-along acoustic version of "Baby One More Time." Then we all danced to country-type music. Well, some of us. Evan was very sweet and slow-danced once with me, but wouldn't do anything else. :) Ryan danced with me once, but ended up jerking me around until I couldn't dance from laughing. Debra and Myla, who had not met before, really hit it off and had a great time together. It was so much fun. We didn't get home until after midnight. Then Debs spent the night and we stayed up talking until 3 am (despite my repeated attempts to go to sleep. At one point she said, "I think I could talk to a brick wall." I said, "I know you could.").

Two barn party pictures )

Sunday morning was my dad's baptism. I went to their church to witness it. Eighteen people in all were baptized, and it was neat to hear all the different stories. There were kids, parents, new believers, long-time believers. It was great. :D After church we ate at Macaroni Grill, and then I accompanied my family to their house so I could do laundry. By this point I was feeling bad again, so I took yet another nap in the guest room. I got up after a while and we sat around watching football. A cold front came through, and the temperature outside dropped 20 degrees in six minutes (according to the news). Needless to say, this has not helped my poor sinuses at all. I went home. Evan came over again. I had been craving a smoothie all weekend, so he took me to Baskin-Robbins. I let him drive my car, something he has offered to do repeatedly. So I have taken a new step of trust in our relationship. :) I'm going to let him drive more often. Yay.

So now it's Monday and I am still sick and extremely chattery. I don't plan to go to the doctor since this is the 536th such illness I have had this year, and the doctor will not make it go away any faster. I just hope I'm not totally miserable on the trip. Kudos to those of you who get to stay home for Thanksgiving.
chestnutcurls: (me and bun)
So.

Friday night was the RUF Barn Party. They had hired a square dance instructor, and we learned line dances and square dances and the Virginia reel. I started out dancing with Luke, but he hurt his ankle somehow, and then aggravated it when he tried to throw me over his shoulder and spin me around swing-style. :) After much coercion, Matt took his place. He didn't have a clue, but at least he tried. Then we went down to the bonfire, and were only there for a little while before the owners of the yard sent us all home. A few of us went to Evan's apartment and watched the Smoking Man episode of X-Files, which Evan had been telling me about. So I now know who killed JFK. And MLK. And a bunch of other people.

Saturday was lovely. I rested, and took a walk, and scrapbooked while watching LOTR. In the evening, Alli and Matt and I went to see Die Another Day (which was not on my movie hit list, but I felt like going somewhere). Debra and her boyfriend met us there. She had planned to come spend the night at the apartment, but the movie was longer than I anticipated, and then she demanded I take her to Wal-Mart and back to the house, so it got too late. At the house, Bun acted very cool toward me. I think he just smelled the cat, but he acted like he didn't even remember me. I tried to cuddle with him, and he kept turning away. Seriously, I wanted to cry. I feel so guilty. Why did I get another pet? Nothing can replace Bun! *sob*

Sunday was another restful day, which was appropriate. :) I spent some time talking to Evan, mainly about the Bond movie. Later I made a lasagna! (Kathy helped, because she was there and couldn't resist being involved, but I made most of it myself!) Ryan came over to help us eat it, and we watched Julia Roberts night on NBC. We saw a Sonic commercial and felt inspired to go there for pecan pie shakes. The shake was great, but I quickly regretted it because Sonic ice cream always makes me feel sick. I wish I knew what caused that. Anyway, on the whole, it was a great day.

And now here I sit. But it's a two-day week for me! Tomorrow night, I am leaving for five whole days. Five days of wearing jeans and sneakers! Five days of eating my grandma's cooking and seeing my family! Five days of relaxation! I am so excited.

I think this building is making me sick. Seriously. I was fine all weekend, but my ability to breathe is decreasing the longer I'm here. Maybe it's the Black Mold!
chestnutcurls: (me and bun)
So.

Friday night was the RUF Barn Party. They had hired a square dance instructor, and we learned line dances and square dances and the Virginia reel. I started out dancing with Luke, but he hurt his ankle somehow, and then aggravated it when he tried to throw me over his shoulder and spin me around swing-style. :) After much coercion, Matt took his place. He didn't have a clue, but at least he tried. Then we went down to the bonfire, and were only there for a little while before the owners of the yard sent us all home. A few of us went to Evan's apartment and watched the Smoking Man episode of X-Files, which Evan had been telling me about. So I now know who killed JFK. And MLK. And a bunch of other people.

Saturday was lovely. I rested, and took a walk, and scrapbooked while watching LOTR. In the evening, Alli and Matt and I went to see Die Another Day (which was not on my movie hit list, but I felt like going somewhere). Debra and her boyfriend met us there. She had planned to come spend the night at the apartment, but the movie was longer than I anticipated, and then she demanded I take her to Wal-Mart and back to the house, so it got too late. At the house, Bun acted very cool toward me. I think he just smelled the cat, but he acted like he didn't even remember me. I tried to cuddle with him, and he kept turning away. Seriously, I wanted to cry. I feel so guilty. Why did I get another pet? Nothing can replace Bun! *sob*

Sunday was another restful day, which was appropriate. :) I spent some time talking to Evan, mainly about the Bond movie. Later I made a lasagna! (Kathy helped, because she was there and couldn't resist being involved, but I made most of it myself!) Ryan came over to help us eat it, and we watched Julia Roberts night on NBC. We saw a Sonic commercial and felt inspired to go there for pecan pie shakes. The shake was great, but I quickly regretted it because Sonic ice cream always makes me feel sick. I wish I knew what caused that. Anyway, on the whole, it was a great day.

And now here I sit. But it's a two-day week for me! Tomorrow night, I am leaving for five whole days. Five days of wearing jeans and sneakers! Five days of eating my grandma's cooking and seeing my family! Five days of relaxation! I am so excited.

I think this building is making me sick. Seriously. I was fine all weekend, but my ability to breathe is decreasing the longer I'm here. Maybe it's the Black Mold!

wah

Nov. 13th, 2002 09:10 am
chestnutcurls: (ron/hermione)
I'm feeling pretty bummed this morning. I had a very vivid, depressing dream that has left me feeling as bad as if it had actually happened. As it was based on real events, I guess it could happen. Maybe this is why it's still bothering me at 9 am. :P

RUF was good last night. We've been studying Christ as Prophet, Priest, and King. Last night he talked about the kingdom of God, and how Christ ushered in the Kingdom when he came to earth, but it won't have fully come until He comes back for the Judgment. Robert compared our perception of this to someone who's watching the Macy's Thanksgiving parade...through a knothole in a fence. We can't see the whole span of the parade, but we know Santa Claus will come at the end. I thought this metaphor was so funny. I'm still laughing about the way he said, earnestly, "Santa Claus is coming!" :)

Due to various events (*cough*DanielplanstoomanydateswithKathy*cough* :)), we will not see Chamber of Secrets until Saturday night! Really, it was better for everyone than Friday night, but I don't know how I'm going to wait that extra day! (Yeah, I've already waited a year- so what?) Evan is going to go with us. I find it funny that he considers the books beneath him, but is always up for seeing the movies.

It is way too early for stickering. Sob.

wah

Nov. 13th, 2002 09:10 am
chestnutcurls: (ron/hermione)
I'm feeling pretty bummed this morning. I had a very vivid, depressing dream that has left me feeling as bad as if it had actually happened. As it was based on real events, I guess it could happen. Maybe this is why it's still bothering me at 9 am. :P

RUF was good last night. We've been studying Christ as Prophet, Priest, and King. Last night he talked about the kingdom of God, and how Christ ushered in the Kingdom when he came to earth, but it won't have fully come until He comes back for the Judgment. Robert compared our perception of this to someone who's watching the Macy's Thanksgiving parade...through a knothole in a fence. We can't see the whole span of the parade, but we know Santa Claus will come at the end. I thought this metaphor was so funny. I'm still laughing about the way he said, earnestly, "Santa Claus is coming!" :)

Due to various events (*cough*DanielplanstoomanydateswithKathy*cough* :)), we will not see Chamber of Secrets until Saturday night! Really, it was better for everyone than Friday night, but I don't know how I'm going to wait that extra day! (Yeah, I've already waited a year- so what?) Evan is going to go with us. I find it funny that he considers the books beneath him, but is always up for seeing the movies.

It is way too early for stickering. Sob.
chestnutcurls: (birthday)
Gandalf is settling well into his new home! He was nervous when I first brought him home, but before long he was jumping onto the couch and watching TV with me. :) He is definitely a lap cat. Actually, he seems to prefer laying on our arms, making us unable to do anything without disturbing his kitty sleep. :) His favorite place is on top of the little cat tower we got him. At first he couldn't get down. This drove me to hysterical laughter, because, come on- Gandalf imprisoned on top of a tower! But now he's getting braver. He was starting to climb the furniture this morning.

I am still tired from yesterday. I never thought standing for a couple of hours in unsupportive shoes, sticking stickers on things, would wipe me out this way. It's very weird.

I didn't go to RUF last night, mainly because of the cat, but also because I need to not go there so much. This was the first time I had ever just stayed home, for no real reason. But guess what? Evan was there! Yes, the first RUF he's attended in two months, and it was the one I didn't go to. And Les Newsom was there, visiting and doing the message, so I missed him as well. I had planned to meet up with them afterwards, but Ryan called and told me everyone was just going home. This is seriously not my week.

Oh, here's something I wanted to talk about. I came across this site the other day, Barlow Girl. It's a group of girls who commit to dress modestly, be abstinent, and not date. The first two things, I'm all for; the third, obviously, not. See, part of the reason I reject the whole courtship thing is because, at my old age of 23, I would feel silly doing it. I've been wondering why I feel that way. What is it about courtship that seems to be only for younger girls? The intense parental involvement, partly; that really would be silly as I am independent from my parents. But I think courtship also requires a degree of optimism. There's the sort of expectation that you're going to be married before long, whether you're "courting" at the moment or not. And I haven't had a date since I was 19, so a life of singleness is looking really possible right now. Courtship is like, "Hey, I know you want me, so this is what you've got to do to get me." But I'm like, "Hey, nobody wants me, and extra rules would just make it worse." So maybe that's why I feel silly. Any thoughts on this?
chestnutcurls: (birthday)
Gandalf is settling well into his new home! He was nervous when I first brought him home, but before long he was jumping onto the couch and watching TV with me. :) He is definitely a lap cat. Actually, he seems to prefer laying on our arms, making us unable to do anything without disturbing his kitty sleep. :) His favorite place is on top of the little cat tower we got him. At first he couldn't get down. This drove me to hysterical laughter, because, come on- Gandalf imprisoned on top of a tower! But now he's getting braver. He was starting to climb the furniture this morning.

I am still tired from yesterday. I never thought standing for a couple of hours in unsupportive shoes, sticking stickers on things, would wipe me out this way. It's very weird.

I didn't go to RUF last night, mainly because of the cat, but also because I need to not go there so much. This was the first time I had ever just stayed home, for no real reason. But guess what? Evan was there! Yes, the first RUF he's attended in two months, and it was the one I didn't go to. And Les Newsom was there, visiting and doing the message, so I missed him as well. I had planned to meet up with them afterwards, but Ryan called and told me everyone was just going home. This is seriously not my week.

Oh, here's something I wanted to talk about. I came across this site the other day, Barlow Girl. It's a group of girls who commit to dress modestly, be abstinent, and not date. The first two things, I'm all for; the third, obviously, not. See, part of the reason I reject the whole courtship thing is because, at my old age of 23, I would feel silly doing it. I've been wondering why I feel that way. What is it about courtship that seems to be only for younger girls? The intense parental involvement, partly; that really would be silly as I am independent from my parents. But I think courtship also requires a degree of optimism. There's the sort of expectation that you're going to be married before long, whether you're "courting" at the moment or not. And I haven't had a date since I was 19, so a life of singleness is looking really possible right now. Courtship is like, "Hey, I know you want me, so this is what you've got to do to get me." But I'm like, "Hey, nobody wants me, and extra rules would just make it worse." So maybe that's why I feel silly. Any thoughts on this?
chestnutcurls: (calvin)
Happy birthday [livejournal.com profile] verseseven!!!

I've made a few changes to my photo page, but nothing major. I have a ton of pictures I'd like to add, but unfortunately the university scanner acts up every time I try to use it. Maybe because I'm not supposed to be using it. :P

Tonight marks the return of my Wednesday night Bible study! Our topic is the Church as the Bride of Christ. I am looking forward to it. After years of going to Bible studies three and four nights a week, cutting it down to one has been weird for me. I just don't learn as well on my own. I can read over a chapter three times, and never get out of it what I would have gotten if I was listening to someone teach it. I guess I just need to pray for more wisdom and insight when reading. Of course, once we understand something we're supposed to obey it, which will cause me to know my sin when I don't obey. Which will show me again how sinful I am and how much I need a Savior. Oh...there's the point. :)

I'm feeling sad about my various groups of friends. They're sort of falling apart, as I said the other day. RUF is just weird now, because it's full of people I don't know (mostly freshmen). My friends and I are now the "old crowd," and lately it's hard to even get us in a room together. I do have other people to hang out with, and Ryan and I hang out a lot, but I miss the way things used to be. Kathy's always with her boyfriend and his friends, and Evan's always with his truckin' buddies, and I don't see either of them as much as I would like. And the less I see them, the more frustrated I feel, and the more likely I am to be childish and huffy about not seeing them, and spout a bunch of saved-up nonsense at them, making them want to stay away from me until I can act normal. :) It's a vicious cycle. I'm trying to figure out how to stop it. :P

One of the sort-of-old-crowd RUF girls is auditioning for The Real World. It's funny, because I really think she might make it. She's the right kind of person for it. Also, she goes to CBU, which is where Keri from the Chicago cast used to go. I'll keep all of you posted on that. :)

Does anyone (besides Lawson) watch Scrubs? (If not, you should.) Do you remember the one where J.D. (I think that's his name) had to hang out with the older doctor and his patient for several days, and they did this funny Real World-intro thing? I just thought of that. Okay, I'll shut up now.
chestnutcurls: (calvin)
Happy birthday [livejournal.com profile] verseseven!!!

I've made a few changes to my photo page, but nothing major. I have a ton of pictures I'd like to add, but unfortunately the university scanner acts up every time I try to use it. Maybe because I'm not supposed to be using it. :P

Tonight marks the return of my Wednesday night Bible study! Our topic is the Church as the Bride of Christ. I am looking forward to it. After years of going to Bible studies three and four nights a week, cutting it down to one has been weird for me. I just don't learn as well on my own. I can read over a chapter three times, and never get out of it what I would have gotten if I was listening to someone teach it. I guess I just need to pray for more wisdom and insight when reading. Of course, once we understand something we're supposed to obey it, which will cause me to know my sin when I don't obey. Which will show me again how sinful I am and how much I need a Savior. Oh...there's the point. :)

I'm feeling sad about my various groups of friends. They're sort of falling apart, as I said the other day. RUF is just weird now, because it's full of people I don't know (mostly freshmen). My friends and I are now the "old crowd," and lately it's hard to even get us in a room together. I do have other people to hang out with, and Ryan and I hang out a lot, but I miss the way things used to be. Kathy's always with her boyfriend and his friends, and Evan's always with his truckin' buddies, and I don't see either of them as much as I would like. And the less I see them, the more frustrated I feel, and the more likely I am to be childish and huffy about not seeing them, and spout a bunch of saved-up nonsense at them, making them want to stay away from me until I can act normal. :) It's a vicious cycle. I'm trying to figure out how to stop it. :P

One of the sort-of-old-crowd RUF girls is auditioning for The Real World. It's funny, because I really think she might make it. She's the right kind of person for it. Also, she goes to CBU, which is where Keri from the Chicago cast used to go. I'll keep all of you posted on that. :)

Does anyone (besides Lawson) watch Scrubs? (If not, you should.) Do you remember the one where J.D. (I think that's his name) had to hang out with the older doctor and his patient for several days, and they did this funny Real World-intro thing? I just thought of that. Okay, I'll shut up now.
chestnutcurls: (beach)
I have posted a bunch of random pictures at my Yahoo account. So much easier than trying to put them on a page. I don't know why I didn't think of it before. Anyway, many of my friends are depicted there, if you ever wondered what they look like. Bun also has several pictures. Eventually he's going to get his own album. :)

RUF was really neat last night. Robert has been inspired by Luke 24, where Jesus explained all that was in Scripture concerning Him as He walked with two disciples to Emmaus. So, we are going to go through the Old Testament this semester and look at all that's said there about Christ. I'm looking forward to it. Last night, we looked at Christ as Creator. After RUF, we all went over to the Ugly Mug and our friend Jon Isbell gave us a concert. Remember that name, guys. Someday everyone in the country is going to know it. :)

Today would be okay if I didn't feel so crummy. I started getting a headache last night, and by this morning it had turned into a big sinusey mess. (It didn't help that I woke up to Kathy telling me there was a huge flying roach in her room- after we hadn't seen one in months. :P) I want to go home and go to bed, but I don't feel like I'm "sick enough" to do that, especially since no one has noticed me looking sick. So I must be okay. I'll just tough it out till 5.

September 11th is one week from today. Wow.
chestnutcurls: (beach)
I have posted a bunch of random pictures at my Yahoo account. So much easier than trying to put them on a page. I don't know why I didn't think of it before. Anyway, many of my friends are depicted there, if you ever wondered what they look like. Bun also has several pictures. Eventually he's going to get his own album. :)

RUF was really neat last night. Robert has been inspired by Luke 24, where Jesus explained all that was in Scripture concerning Him as He walked with two disciples to Emmaus. So, we are going to go through the Old Testament this semester and look at all that's said there about Christ. I'm looking forward to it. Last night, we looked at Christ as Creator. After RUF, we all went over to the Ugly Mug and our friend Jon Isbell gave us a concert. Remember that name, guys. Someday everyone in the country is going to know it. :)

Today would be okay if I didn't feel so crummy. I started getting a headache last night, and by this morning it had turned into a big sinusey mess. (It didn't help that I woke up to Kathy telling me there was a huge flying roach in her room- after we hadn't seen one in months. :P) I want to go home and go to bed, but I don't feel like I'm "sick enough" to do that, especially since no one has noticed me looking sick. So I must be okay. I'll just tough it out till 5.

September 11th is one week from today. Wow.
chestnutcurls: (Default)
It's another pretty slow day.

Em was here last night! She came through on her way back to New Orleans and we had a belated birthday celebration (her birthday is the 17th; we're 8 hours apart). She got me the latest Mitford book! It's been a very bookish birthday- two people got me books, and Jamie got me a giftcard to Barnes & Noble. So, that's fun.

In less than a week, most of my friends will be back in school. I feel weird starting a new year of RUF, and trying to include the new freshmen. This year's freshman class will be just a year older than my sister, and I've rarely thought of my sister's friends as being in my peer group. :) So I feel better about stepping back a little, although I'm not sure what that will entail. I think it just means that my "leadership" days are over. I'm content now to be in the background and enjoy the singing and teaching and being with my friends.

I feel more secure about my friendships now. In past years, I was always nervous about the incoming freshmen "stealing" my friends, as awful as that is. But now we're older. We've been through more together. We're still a family, outside of any organized group. And so I feel safe. Of course, this peacefulness probably indicates impending doom. :)

Did you know that one of the signs of heart attack is a feeling of impending doom? It's true. We discovered that at summer conference, when JP was studying for her nursing exams. For the rest of the week, we would turn to each other and gasp, "Take me to the hospital! I have a sense of impending doom!" :)

I feel dorky now, so I'm going to stop.
chestnutcurls: (Default)
It's another pretty slow day.

Em was here last night! She came through on her way back to New Orleans and we had a belated birthday celebration (her birthday is the 17th; we're 8 hours apart). She got me the latest Mitford book! It's been a very bookish birthday- two people got me books, and Jamie got me a giftcard to Barnes & Noble. So, that's fun.

In less than a week, most of my friends will be back in school. I feel weird starting a new year of RUF, and trying to include the new freshmen. This year's freshman class will be just a year older than my sister, and I've rarely thought of my sister's friends as being in my peer group. :) So I feel better about stepping back a little, although I'm not sure what that will entail. I think it just means that my "leadership" days are over. I'm content now to be in the background and enjoy the singing and teaching and being with my friends.

I feel more secure about my friendships now. In past years, I was always nervous about the incoming freshmen "stealing" my friends, as awful as that is. But now we're older. We've been through more together. We're still a family, outside of any organized group. And so I feel safe. Of course, this peacefulness probably indicates impending doom. :)

Did you know that one of the signs of heart attack is a feeling of impending doom? It's true. We discovered that at summer conference, when JP was studying for her nursing exams. For the rest of the week, we would turn to each other and gasp, "Take me to the hospital! I have a sense of impending doom!" :)

I feel dorky now, so I'm going to stop.
chestnutcurls: (bun)
I will now share some things from my seminars at conference! They were helpful to me, so I hope they might help you too.

The first seminar I took was about life after graduation, and transitioning into the Real World. It has now been a year since I graduated, but since I still don't know what's going on, I thought the class could only help me. We focused on four areas: Christian living, finances, work, and relationships. The work part really got me. He listed three wrong approaches to work, and unfortunately, I do them all:
1) I work so I can do what I want on the weekends (hedonism)
2) I work so I can get stuff (materialism)
3) I work because I have to (fatalism)
He then went on to explain that whatever we do, we are working as unto God. He said some good things, but I was stuck on the fact that I'm approaching my work wrongly. I talked to Evan about my worries, and he pointed out that (as we learned in the class) most people only spend half of their work lives doing something they enjoy, and I don't enjoy what I do, so it's normal that I struggle with those things. I'm still working this out in my mind, but I'm very glad that it was brought to my attention.

I also went to a class on the role of the Church, taught by Les Newsom, our former campus minister and one of the best teachers I have ever known. It would take forever to share all that I learned, so I will just refer you to Les's book on the Church. Well worth reading. One thing that stuck in my mind from the class: only 4% of Christians actually tithe. That baffles me.

I also took a seminar on prayer. It was good, but the speaker was very calm and quiet, and I missed a lot of what was said because I was so sleepy. :(

On Friday, I went to the excellent Decision-Making seminar, which I took two years ago and which my friends were going to in droves. It happened to be meeting with the Dating & Marriage group that day. John Stone from UTK was teaching, and he was great. I was encouraged and comforted by what he said on male-female friendship:
1) When a girl spends lots of time with a guy and is close to him, she is inevitably going to love him. And it's not a sign of weakness or being silly, but actually a sign of how strong and mature she is, because she is wanting and planning for mature things like marriage.
2) The reason it often doesn't work out for the girls is based on this maturity difference. Girls accept "their" guys as they are. They understand that they have faults. But guys our age still believe in the perfect woman. So they pass over normal, flawed girls [who already love them], because they're convinced that their perfect ideal is out there somewhere.
3) And here I quote: "When you have a guy and a girl who are best friends, one of them is going to have feelings for the other. If you think you're just friends and nothing's going on, you better know that your best friend's crying into her pillow every night because you don't have a clue! She's got her friends praying and fasting for you!" LOL. I loved that.

Anyway, that's what I got out of my seminars. All this has been filtered through my brain, so I'm sure I haven't explained things exactly. But I love to talk about all this kind of stuff, so if you want to discuss or know more about something, I'm happy to share my notes. :)
chestnutcurls: (bun)
I will now share some things from my seminars at conference! They were helpful to me, so I hope they might help you too.

The first seminar I took was about life after graduation, and transitioning into the Real World. It has now been a year since I graduated, but since I still don't know what's going on, I thought the class could only help me. We focused on four areas: Christian living, finances, work, and relationships. The work part really got me. He listed three wrong approaches to work, and unfortunately, I do them all:
1) I work so I can do what I want on the weekends (hedonism)
2) I work so I can get stuff (materialism)
3) I work because I have to (fatalism)
He then went on to explain that whatever we do, we are working as unto God. He said some good things, but I was stuck on the fact that I'm approaching my work wrongly. I talked to Evan about my worries, and he pointed out that (as we learned in the class) most people only spend half of their work lives doing something they enjoy, and I don't enjoy what I do, so it's normal that I struggle with those things. I'm still working this out in my mind, but I'm very glad that it was brought to my attention.

I also went to a class on the role of the Church, taught by Les Newsom, our former campus minister and one of the best teachers I have ever known. It would take forever to share all that I learned, so I will just refer you to Les's book on the Church. Well worth reading. One thing that stuck in my mind from the class: only 4% of Christians actually tithe. That baffles me.

I also took a seminar on prayer. It was good, but the speaker was very calm and quiet, and I missed a lot of what was said because I was so sleepy. :(

On Friday, I went to the excellent Decision-Making seminar, which I took two years ago and which my friends were going to in droves. It happened to be meeting with the Dating & Marriage group that day. John Stone from UTK was teaching, and he was great. I was encouraged and comforted by what he said on male-female friendship:
1) When a girl spends lots of time with a guy and is close to him, she is inevitably going to love him. And it's not a sign of weakness or being silly, but actually a sign of how strong and mature she is, because she is wanting and planning for mature things like marriage.
2) The reason it often doesn't work out for the girls is based on this maturity difference. Girls accept "their" guys as they are. They understand that they have faults. But guys our age still believe in the perfect woman. So they pass over normal, flawed girls [who already love them], because they're convinced that their perfect ideal is out there somewhere.
3) And here I quote: "When you have a guy and a girl who are best friends, one of them is going to have feelings for the other. If you think you're just friends and nothing's going on, you better know that your best friend's crying into her pillow every night because you don't have a clue! She's got her friends praying and fasting for you!" LOL. I loved that.

Anyway, that's what I got out of my seminars. All this has been filtered through my brain, so I'm sure I haven't explained things exactly. But I love to talk about all this kind of stuff, so if you want to discuss or know more about something, I'm happy to share my notes. :)
chestnutcurls: (conference)
I'm back! I had an interesting trip. On the whole, it was very good. Evan took this picture of me at large group one morning. It's not too clear at this size, but it's proof that indeed, I was at summer conference. :)

The trip did not get off to the best start. My plane to Tallahassee was late, and it was one of those commuter planes that seat about 20 people. My seat was right next to the wing, and there was a hole in the engine cover which was patched by- I kid you not- a piece of tinfoil. I watched that tinfoil for the entire flight, wondering what I should do if I saw it come off. But as we landed, I started smiling and smiling. It always happens to me when I go to Florida. Something in my body knows that I am going Home, and I am full of joy, and my heart is singing the Orange Blossom Song. (Phillip, you might understand. :))

I was amused by the Tallahassee airport. I had been concerned about finding Harris, but the place was the size of my office building, so I sat down in the hallway to wait. (Yes. THE hallway.) After a few minutes, I saw Evan coming through the door. I had just seen him the night before, but I was happy to see him, and so pleased that he came to get me. Silly, but it was one of the better moments of the trip. :)

We went back to Harris's parents' house, where we all spent the weekend. On Saturday, we went skiing. It was fun. On Sunday (Mother's Day), Ryan took me to Publix to get a cake, due to my obsession with Publix and its bakery. (Yes, Steve, Publix is only in Florida and Georgia, and no one is sadder about it than me. :)) I was upset at the time, due to events which I will not document in this journal, and Ryan could see I was in need of cheering up. He suggested we have something fun written on the cake. After much consideration, we ran back to the bakery.
Brenda: Do you write things on the cakes for free?
Bakery Girl: Yes, what would you like?
Brenda: (laughing) "Happy Mother's Day, Harris."
Bakery Girl: (puzzled) Harris?
Brenda and Ryan: (hysterical, unable to get words out) Yes!
Bakery Girl: May I ask what's so funny?
(Ryan, later: "You're putting a man's name on a Mother's Day cake! Do you not see what's funny about that?")
So we got our cake. Everyone laughed. Harris was, um, surprised. :) That night, a few of us sat up late singing RUF songs, and it was a really special time.

On Monday we drove over to Panama City for the conference. And so began five days of good teaching and hanging out on the beach (and inter-group conflicts, but I won't talk about those here). I took some wonderful seminars, which I will talk about later. The main speaker was Jeffrey Lancaster, a pastor from New Orleans. He was incredible. I wish I could go to his church. :)

On Wednesday night, there was a talent show. It was undoubtedly won by a band from the Oklahoma RUF called Where Are My Pants? I can't express in words how hilarious they are. Think early Barenaked Ladies. They have a song about a man who is a clown, but insists that he's not. I was hurting from laughing so hard. They have a CD, which I have ordered, and as soon as I find their website, I will be linking to them. :)

Thursday night was our group night out. We went to Buffalo Bob's for seafood. I got shrimp and crab cakes, which were very good. Then we went to an arcade that we go to every year. Evan and I were the only ones who vaguely remembered where it was, so of course, we got lost. It was a beautiful night, and there were a whole bunch of us in the van with the windows down, all dressed up, lost, and singing along to "Hard to Say I'm Sorry" by Chicago at the top of our lungs. It was fun. :)

So I had fun, but it was definitely a "growing" trip. I did a lot of thinking, realized a lot of things, and dealt with a lot of problems. It was not like the carefree summer conferences of old. But I don't think that's bad. I am very glad that I had the experience. Maybe I will share some of my reflections later.

Congratulations to anyone who made it this far. Hey, I have to make up for my absence, right? :)
chestnutcurls: (conference)
I'm back! I had an interesting trip. On the whole, it was very good. Evan took this picture of me at large group one morning. It's not too clear at this size, but it's proof that indeed, I was at summer conference. :)

The trip did not get off to the best start. My plane to Tallahassee was late, and it was one of those commuter planes that seat about 20 people. My seat was right next to the wing, and there was a hole in the engine cover which was patched by- I kid you not- a piece of tinfoil. I watched that tinfoil for the entire flight, wondering what I should do if I saw it come off. But as we landed, I started smiling and smiling. It always happens to me when I go to Florida. Something in my body knows that I am going Home, and I am full of joy, and my heart is singing the Orange Blossom Song. (Phillip, you might understand. :))

I was amused by the Tallahassee airport. I had been concerned about finding Harris, but the place was the size of my office building, so I sat down in the hallway to wait. (Yes. THE hallway.) After a few minutes, I saw Evan coming through the door. I had just seen him the night before, but I was happy to see him, and so pleased that he came to get me. Silly, but it was one of the better moments of the trip. :)

We went back to Harris's parents' house, where we all spent the weekend. On Saturday, we went skiing. It was fun. On Sunday (Mother's Day), Ryan took me to Publix to get a cake, due to my obsession with Publix and its bakery. (Yes, Steve, Publix is only in Florida and Georgia, and no one is sadder about it than me. :)) I was upset at the time, due to events which I will not document in this journal, and Ryan could see I was in need of cheering up. He suggested we have something fun written on the cake. After much consideration, we ran back to the bakery.
Brenda: Do you write things on the cakes for free?
Bakery Girl: Yes, what would you like?
Brenda: (laughing) "Happy Mother's Day, Harris."
Bakery Girl: (puzzled) Harris?
Brenda and Ryan: (hysterical, unable to get words out) Yes!
Bakery Girl: May I ask what's so funny?
(Ryan, later: "You're putting a man's name on a Mother's Day cake! Do you not see what's funny about that?")
So we got our cake. Everyone laughed. Harris was, um, surprised. :) That night, a few of us sat up late singing RUF songs, and it was a really special time.

On Monday we drove over to Panama City for the conference. And so began five days of good teaching and hanging out on the beach (and inter-group conflicts, but I won't talk about those here). I took some wonderful seminars, which I will talk about later. The main speaker was Jeffrey Lancaster, a pastor from New Orleans. He was incredible. I wish I could go to his church. :)

On Wednesday night, there was a talent show. It was undoubtedly won by a band from the Oklahoma RUF called Where Are My Pants? I can't express in words how hilarious they are. Think early Barenaked Ladies. They have a song about a man who is a clown, but insists that he's not. I was hurting from laughing so hard. They have a CD, which I have ordered, and as soon as I find their website, I will be linking to them. :)

Thursday night was our group night out. We went to Buffalo Bob's for seafood. I got shrimp and crab cakes, which were very good. Then we went to an arcade that we go to every year. Evan and I were the only ones who vaguely remembered where it was, so of course, we got lost. It was a beautiful night, and there were a whole bunch of us in the van with the windows down, all dressed up, lost, and singing along to "Hard to Say I'm Sorry" by Chicago at the top of our lungs. It was fun. :)

So I had fun, but it was definitely a "growing" trip. I did a lot of thinking, realized a lot of things, and dealt with a lot of problems. It was not like the carefree summer conferences of old. But I don't think that's bad. I am very glad that I had the experience. Maybe I will share some of my reflections later.

Congratulations to anyone who made it this far. Hey, I have to make up for my absence, right? :)

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