tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-99141022024-03-19T06:58:04.543-05:00already blessed."Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled." -Matthew 5:6Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.comBlogger204125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-2519813559144875822008-05-13T22:44:00.001-05:002008-05-13T22:49:27.192-05:00what the heck is laminin?<object height="355" width="425"><span style="font-size:85%;">The first few minutes are the end of a sermon. But the whole thing is worth watching. Giglio talks really loudly so be aware!!</span><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-21369074517678973322008-04-28T22:54:00.002-05:002008-04-28T23:07:22.972-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Steph did it ... so me too :)<br /><br />i am: so wiped out from my weekend.<br />i think: I am ready for the end of school.<br />i know: Jesus is Lord.<br />i want: my apartment complex to release me from my lease!<br />i have: a fat rasberry on my butt.<br />i wish: for my economy stimulus check to get here!<br />i hate: the word hate.<br />i miss: my friends who don't live in CST.<br />i fear: the future.<br />i feel: the winds of change a'comin.<br />i hear: the fan going, the computer buzzing, the click clack of the computer keys and Chris sending me a message.<br />i smell: the mixture of stink from softball tonight and clean from washing up.<br />i crave: an abundance of sleep which I won't get because tomorrow is Tuesday.<br />i search: on Google, mostly.<br />i wonder: what God has in store for me to figure out about Him.<br />i regret: not trying harder in college.<br />i love: laughing.<br />i ache: from little sleep and diving and sliding tonight at Veteran's (stoopid!!).<br />i care: about my students.<br />i always: strive to do my best, even when I don't want to be there.<br />i am not: ready for all of this.<br />i believe: in a thing called love.<br />i dance: when I'm hyper or super excited.<br />i sing: all the time.<br />i don’t always: pray.<br />i fight: for my kids.<br />i write: a lot of emails.<br />i win: because Jesus already did!<br />i lose: weight when I try.<br />i never: put my clothes away immediately (i'm trying!).<br />i confuse: religion with relationship. (mm that's a good one, Steph. I'm keepin it)<br />i listen: and try to remember what they say.<br />i can usually be found: with others.<br />i am scared: of the dark.<br />i need: to know when.<br />i am happy about: my current relationship situation.<br /><br />Fun stuff! Now it's your turn!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-52542723614804355332008-03-16T17:00:00.000-05:002008-03-16T16:08:26.034-05:00first day jitters?<span style="font-size:85%;">we opened the new sanctuary today. we had our first worship service there.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">but today is palm sunday.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">palm sunday was and is a celebration of jesus entering the city. Hosanna in the highest! we are supposed to celebrate jesus.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">today did not feel like this to me. i mean, it is a big deal that we opened the new sanctuary, but i felt like a stranger in my own land. so weird.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">why am i troubled by this? i can't figure it out. the best way i can describe it is how i just told my mom a few minutes ago.. i didn't feel like i was at my church - being in that sanctuary didn't feel like being at my church. that's probably a first for me. its kind of scary and troubling.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">mom said that it will probably take a little while for us to get used to the new sanctuary. but why should it? why can't it feel like home immediately? when a person is in the presence of the Lord, they should feel comfortable, at home, and at the same time, disturbed. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i am conflicted. i hope it settles.</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-17573505818705184272008-03-14T23:35:00.002-05:002008-03-15T00:58:18.229-05:00random thoughts for a friday night<span style="font-size:85%;">i've never been drunk, but there are moments & times when i think i really want to be. or at least want to drink enough to forget my worries.. sounds like a country western song.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">vacations are the bomb dot com. i want to make enough money (or save enough money) every year so i can spend sufficient time away from my day to day life and travel a little bit - even if it's just for a conference or just across texas.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i am so grumpy right now and so badly do not want to go to soccer practice in the morning (yes, saturday morning) why do i want so badly for soccer season to be over? i think i am worn out. every time i look at my date book, i get a little stressed out. (see random thought #1) </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ugh i think i need time with my girls. isn't it interesting how women live in community? (not that this is a new thought or fact) we so strive and yearn for relationships with others & so need friendship and companionship with other females. i think i lack most there (at least right now in the grand scheme of life). i spend the majority of my time (so far this semester) at work, at soccer (i work with two men and a bunch of highschool girls) and with chris. i've gotta plan some girl time before march is over or i might go crazy.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i told you it was going to be random, didn't i?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">a joke before i go -</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">What did the man say to the houses that were on top of him?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">"get off me, homes"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">:o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">all my love -</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-18554112189210917352008-02-07T22:43:00.000-06:002008-02-07T22:52:34.208-06:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Shaquille O'Neal has ruined my second favorite NBA team... That's right. If you hadn't heard, Shaq got traded to the Phoenix Suns. I am frustrated by this!! WHYYYYYyyyyy... blehhh... </span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://blogtown.portlandmercury.com/files/2007/02/shaq.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="190" alt="" src="http://blogtown.portlandmercury.com/files/2007/02/shaq.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">the new face of the Suns.. what a great reputation to bring to a great team...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Also in past news, 2008 has begun. (you been under a rock?) Things have been really good so far! Extremely busy, but really good. Soccer is flat out wearing me out!! My team (the JV) has three losses already!! >:o( For the past two years, I've <strong>ended </strong>the season with one loss, each season. So, hopefully, the girls will pick it up and start winning games so we can turn our record around and not suck. :) (We're not undefeated in district this year.. booo...)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm so stinking ready for Spring Break! I'm flying to California to hang out with Kat for 5 days. It's gonna be great!! And then after that, I'm so ready for summer :o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">For now, I'm so ready for bed. Gnight!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-29553695258724486232007-12-29T00:39:00.000-06:002007-12-29T00:46:21.711-06:00more jokes!<span style="font-size:85%;">How did the dentist get to the North Pole?</span><br /><a href="http://www.vitalspirit.com/images/NeonSign/Neon_Dentist_01.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand" height="117" alt="" src="http://www.vitalspirit.com/images/NeonSign/Neon_Dentist_01.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">He took the Molar Express!! :o)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">And....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Why does a chicken coop have 2 doors?</span><br /><a href="http://students.stritch.edu/cl2patterson/chicken.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="139" alt="" src="http://students.stritch.edu/cl2patterson/chicken.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /> </p></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Because if it had 4 doors, it'd be called a chicken sedan!!</span></p><span style="font-size:85%;">hahahahahaha.......</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy New Year!!!!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-76895946025497091842007-12-18T10:01:00.000-06:002007-12-18T10:19:24.303-06:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Phew! Life has been fast and furious (seemingly) over the past few weeks. Lots of Christmas parties, seeing good friends, & preparing for the coming of the Christ child!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I love this time of year. There is so much love & laughter shared, plus lots of FOOD. :o) I'm always game for food. The seasonal music always puts me in a good mood too. I actually find myself listening to Christmas music in the summer sometimes!! The lyrics are so raw & blatantly talking about Jesus & God, but the entire nation, no matter what radio station you're listening to, plays these Christmas songs! I love that. It's just a nice warm, fuzzy feeling.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">As I was sitting at work .. just now .. I pulled up an article that you all need to read. It's so stinkin hilarious, but awe-inspiring. The title of it is: </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>Galaxy blasts neighbor with deadly jet;<br /></em></span><span style="color:#000000;"><em>‘Death star galaxy’ could obliterate the atmospheres of planets. </em>Click <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22299201/">here</a> to check it out. It not only makes you feel completely insignificant, the writing will make you laugh! Go ahead and check it out and let me know what you think :o)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">There's a really good chance that I won't post again this month, but no promises. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Just in case, </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Have a very <span style="color:#009900;">Merry Christmas</span> & <span style="color:#33ccff;">celebrate '08</span> !! (Hey I kinda like that..)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-85024445302578373112007-12-01T17:49:00.000-06:002007-12-02T01:06:23.714-06:00an update with photos<span style="font-size:85%;">Well, it's been awhile since I last blogged, but it's been busy for sure. I'll pick up where I left off...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I went to San Francisco for a conference at the beginning of November. We had a really good time!!</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipPtoClooeb8RjWjH-nI-aVDvOViAT5pmH45WTgvmu-KCDZKgiIT0R9AooaBF6KZJMd6zSs303uzontGw0Qt8gi3Zr2w40-30mZ3I7d-azoABi286cdR35ghbBmOV5BWILc1YO0g/s1600-r/DSCF0679.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255365308191986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFXM1wpJ7IOJXClxs9Cn0lcrbgm6vEV1ElCe_M0kOt61k7ZHn5JU0WRRy2BkWoEsGcpkH664EP8dBXlYStWbsZyLR605aZaWInVHMjxAKHAMdJ8WKIi_KmqT5UfoJ3MtYRHWI8g/s200/DSCF0679.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">The Golden Gate Bridge from "Dave's spot."</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWQ1Ue5tbw3nJc2qXqioVfsTpwuaVPnelk_9hFxKlwyxfX6W4lQ-MD9YwWGcEA-TBchDYRkMEjklND-COUJvI1G8cKVSzJ3LEJpGasdE2vXLgLC0Ukpv7EtAdopPTD4s72qaQKhQ/s1600-r/DSCF0624.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255361013224674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_fiFBSldIvg4ff_1pPriVNiqr_fDEEAnhRdn6R7WXJlFm75hO3XYihUF4AKfca5IU4xdDveHztjtFioAC0JWLr-hUl6DfjpKeY3eCt0Y7F3Il8Ch6W8xngWzGiNklp6t3M4uEg/s200/DSCF0624.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">A small market at the top of Nob Hill.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwBL-9oYANcx9awsGkv0z7b71DFrFEPmS0bAGkJcKmgAsY8IggQluOzMSnvAj79flcZttjp0s-xfq2Yk2eYayjNRtI-hwPG7oc5jsK82Hy6tglvLW-hp1H86ySgrd_mSVYGEWoUA/s1600-r/DSCF0616.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255356718257362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8NVkPBE6B8Thlx_sOJ1t5FDzUQjvCiRGLSC8fTyRMvZk2bK4slhm1J8VgkFDGJ7yUfYAdI7L8SgO1aPeLGgLWZvRIpl4PJgZRW0xHf0dff4V60YO7fTPt6hwVHhx_5I_nXmWgoQ/s200/DSCF0616.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Ben Lee in concert<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmA27ql1JYzPolbhIr8dWyOBhIxKSaxZv9YzulUDJhLZm_CAB-WLpInM_JIBsUNu_kCxIcIV_AgUfqwp5kpYNRPtUc1xsC2rB7KzUESA6zab9wHGfhNH-GmyXojFEag5nlKQYyFA/s1600-r/DSCF0696.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255369603159298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhbPIHgfaaPJrLXNgR9j32IuvIeXHgS9o85hL9oDymPGGx_A-EHzKPt0_uCWJiq4ilBQJg4RNeP3L3_cnRTc2T_y4DYam1roK7mquYs5slVYKRuyMX9iW2LZmzICNEqZ8zMFu4Q/s200/DSCF0696.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Hangin' with Kat and eating icecream that should be served with an insulin shot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The next week, we had one of our first Young Adult Ministries functions at the bowling alley. It was first suggested that we have a 70s night bowling, but I reminded them that none of us really remember the 70s and it would be more appropriate to have an 80s bowling night. So we did!! It was a lot of fun!</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRWzm7N-2L4uAFQ2gl9_-d8y2o69iZK8Pa18wAVAbjRkbnUqwc4diw93-CYBi9M0XBIh1CkyyMe4gOI31CSyH55_NXm2MVWtzGTwe2Syffa8FjBD0A9wlp2al7npmxhWRdc8WfQ/s1600-r/IMG_0046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139265437006501218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzcMJDr5IYQz_OS_m3hSA59CoW8TcKMFVOK3zoxbd-Yx2XWWHDGJepZSL9BUXYJqV2Ebm5Gllgp-nXwhHUeW8bTB2njV9Jo7LRxoRFo86TghDzTlPBV4JzVwVNNSyxzI_T1uabew/s200/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Just some of the crew bein' silly. As you can see, some people decided not to dress up...</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitoCSlsDnM2arPr3nI-FJOAK-nl2SH-C0RnTrKdK4oJSahf5Cfw99C0EdOA4_Bs4ygpgUsAOEPiFMqfddN3NKcTP3lBkPMzL3CuGWbCHhUnJVbTYXFrEnrMKGN5zaO0-qjf9ctpQ/s1600-r/IMG_0096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139265441301468530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQWE58jK19MX1gRwdkUvxIJD6I5dpC_iOI4AWjn7BB2nFdqf39Bm8IZ4UwJAPdYKW-8let0Lu55LeEe-0DTVnXETXwmKghc497_AOxT_EldWoR_SGLWvroffCDsEK13RvzrVIVQ/s200/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Karen was going for the whole "Dazed and Confused" look.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">A few weeks later, I attended the area meet for our special olympics bowling team in Conroe. As always, we had a blast!! The kids got their medals, we ate lunch, and headed home. As usual, I tried to sleep because I was just totally wiped out.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuQHeKRp4IbYb9b2MT5cd9QQMn8wYEWfbjYAA3kLp_lfbfsreZLfYgKnkUcyDFgdeYvyg_PghKqGYHFj3NxgmIxDe4nnE8-YBkB4JRWUozL8n42D3QqNUT0FweF8OHVu_OwOtsyw/s1600-r/n503623693_451960_8963.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139258595123598642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQUqstWjHMOy0tbzHrDm5iPc6wpXyt3uhQiy9fXlEkjCLYigJgVRLKqkssUexpsDxR-Y-EYDHlBLYxLx-yRIOhXt5u_lZm6uoIbNFHa_T2sw8NVJYNLIvO0GHjk8IqsAmE9CGug/s200/n503623693_451960_8963.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Note the multiple seat belts just in case of an abrupt stop..</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">That same night, I went to a super fun party with some of my soccer team friends (the one I play on, not the one I coach). Sorry, no pictures there. And I also attended the saddest Aggie soccer game ever. It was the second round of the NCAA playoffs and we played UT for the third time this season. If my foreshadowing didn't give you the result, we lost and got kicked out of the playoffs. It sucked. Especially since Texas got knocked out the next round. Grrr... However, a fun day/night overall.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Later in the month, along with the rest of this nation, I celebrated Thanksgiving. It was really just nice to have a holiday from work!!! We had brunch with Mom, dinner with Dad and then we watched BloodDiamond. I think I just wasn't in the mood to watch that after Thanksgiving dinner.... I think I would have rather watched football.. again. :oP</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The holiday didn't last nearly as long as I wanted to though. Monday, after school we started soccer tryouts. As much as I look forward to soccer season, I almost dread tryouts. It's just long hours and mentally tiring! That lasted all week, and finally on Thursday, we were finished with tryouts!! Which meant that Friday, I got to go home at the normal time... Which I guess at this point in the year, is no longer the normal time... Sigh... ;-) But that's okay! Friday night was relaxing and well deserved after my full week.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Today was probably one of the best new things I've done in a long time!! Julie emailed me, among others, and invited us out to celebrate Wesley's birthday today to Soggybottom ATV Ranch. We had SO much fun. I've always been hesitant to ride 4-wheelers and such because of some friends' past experiences and just hearing scary stories about 4-wheeling gone bad, but today those concerns were alleviated! </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9SqWLrCQXumALyHg_CCdCH_QctLVei-2uNBRX276_laOEyJVtNoR7ahjf5zuiJ0LYGUfSkEziONn6VXXg63y-TQ12QugAgcA50kYCHr2Np6E7uM1cVy4npIrol1WajPtSMziQUQ/s1600-r/DSCF0762+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139260703952540994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxIkGqchnvwugK1JrutiHJK_yn2FbujOx1SniTPWxt_aXBLFgaqLD0LEN06D-JnEeZN5eyCsVzmnAPkROPekifoHnFREJpIns8CjkYdkE72DVYWKC6qfU_9K1WNJOVxstZxgnPPQ/s200/DSCF0762+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">the crew after we all had ridden once or twice (look at our pants!!) </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-i1Ld3i7zOv14pu6qACgvV07c6DXbtPYqSMeVgLvIxGOkqJlePQ93kj3S35T_Bolf0FHdcnR_IdSxza-FIYTvIUhyphenhyphenjij0zThbOnFvIZT9sp-eMptQvfOR0G6hT8h3T0gJ-LUnwQ/s1600-r/DSCF0763.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139260708247508306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeJcmwARuMzTHrwi6XDTObgkGzoxzroYCKwVOlXsm1SByJm6HrcaTcm-N4VJuyR-11F59E7Aae3s2H51bpuKVYxnfT7fo4E6cyGkk5EU2Hjy1pVv3kFxbvN_1WQBwk0R5BYopzw/s200/DSCF0763.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2YGTOpG34jibV-Xgn-XCFP9H61bbmO5lEDc-1gPC1Kx5nAPq7SN-5oSap5J-2M_nUs7oHss2RmVT6shJGB0MkUIgHwrew_IBkyJqfr9z9emRbqE-MonXL26AMo20Ejo4RbF3nvw/s1600-r/DSCF0762.JPG"></a></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:78%;">so there was a lot of mud out there...</span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">Overall, November was pretty great. And December looks promising too. ;) Kat is coming to town this next weekend and Wendy and Ginger might make a trip down, too! I just love visitors! :) </span></p><p><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:78%;">(Yes, I left out the guitar hero/christmas cookie/ornament party we had the other night, but I don't have any pictures from it, so I couldn't include it... but it was fun, and if you weren't there, you missed out.) :o)</span></p>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-84315263051894138342007-10-31T21:06:00.000-05:002007-10-31T21:29:11.509-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">As I sit here and procrastinate... and procrastinate... and procrastinate some more........</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I just finished watching Dancing with the Stars online from last night's showing. And I am just SHOCKED. I didn't get to watch the show on Monday night so I couldn't vote, so the outcome just makes me feel almost guilty. Sabrina & Mark got kicked off. Dad-gummit. I, along with so many others, including the judges, thought that they would make it to the finals!! Jane & Toney should have gone home tonight... or Marie & Jonathan!! Grr this just pushes my buttons. They're the best, they should have made it. Grr Now I'm gonna have to watch every time just so I can make sure my other favorites make it!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm going to San Francisco tomorrow for a conference. It's now 9:30pm and I'm not packed. So I'm gonna go do that now...</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-55824758212270401582007-10-18T10:46:00.000-05:002007-10-18T10:49:26.015-05:00a little joke .. .. ..<div><span style="font-size:85%;">What do you get when you take the circumference of a pumpkin and divide it by it's radius? </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><a href="http://www.bigoven.com/images/blog/greatpumpkin.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.bigoven.com/images/blog/greatpumpkin.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Pumpkin Pi.</span> </div><div> </div><div>:o)</div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-14080366340096914042007-10-13T13:43:00.000-05:002007-10-13T13:44:03.537-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Trunk monkey is hilarious . . . if you want to see them all, go to you tube.</span><br /><br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HfMUGsniJ8"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HfMUGsniJ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-6262421787095298432007-10-09T06:30:00.000-05:002007-10-09T01:25:23.001-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Saturday Night Live makes me laugh, but The Muppets on SNL?? Now that is comedy!!!</span><br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KoXGHw4hK60"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KoXGHw4hK60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-63127676992405078392007-10-03T19:49:00.000-05:002007-10-03T20:10:51.641-05:00what would YOU do??<span style="font-size:85%;">I went to Whataburger tonight after my soccer game and ordered a burger and a drink. That's it. No fries, because I knew I didn't want to eat them. So I sit and wait, because Whataburger is a happenin' place.. and I wait.. and then I get my food! The lady brings it out to me and says, "I think he messed up your order, so I put some fries in there." Oh no!!!! I felt so bad... I told her I really really didn't want them and wasn't going to eat them, could she please take them back? And I guess for food safety, they can't take food back once it's been given to the customer, so now I have an order of fries sitting in my Whataburger bag. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It's so frustrating, because the lady thought she was doing me a favor by giving me the fries, and I guess I should feel blessed because it's a free blessing, ya know? But at the same time, I feel bad because I'm pretty sure I'm just going to throw them out into the woods behind the apartment (I know it's eventually going to just sit in a landfill, so why not give it to nature a little bit sooner and without the plastic garbage bag?). I don't have a roommate to give them to, and I think it would be totally awkward to just give them to someone in the complex that I don't know. I mean, picture it.. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">"Hi - Excuse me -- I have some extra fries from Whataburger, do you want them?" </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> .... Shady!!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><strong><u><span style="font-size:85%;">Random thoughts</span></u></strong><br /><strong><u><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></u></strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">For whatever reason, I've had some serious topics on the brain today. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">For example, President Bush used a veto this morning (or last night) that denies a bill being passed that raises funds and provides health care for almost 4 million children.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">CHILDREN. And he said no!! What am I supposed to think?? Granted, I don't know all of the costs and little nuances of it, but I know that these children need healthcare!!!!! I think the bill would add another tax to cigarettes, but I'm pretty dang sure that if the bill were to raise the tax on alcohol or something else I buy on a regular basis like (not that I buy alcohol on a regular basis...) .. toaster struedels.. just so that <em>4 million children</em> could have health care... I'D PAY IT!!!! How ridiculous!!! Arghh...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Another thing I thought about on my way home tonight...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">As I drove by Grace Bible, I saw a sign that said <em>Pray to end Abortion</em>. Yes, let's!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">But as I continued to drive, I started thinking further on this topic.. (I thought about abortion, not prayer) back in the day, before abortion was really well known.. like wayy back before the 1930s, abortion wasn't really an option. Women who got pregnant pretty much had to go through with the pregnancy and then once the baby was born, well, I don't know what they did with a kid they didn't want, but that's beside the point. They had to go through with it! There was no "quick fix" for pregnancy or even for allergies, the flu or diarrhea for that matter. We live in a society today that allows and encourages a "quick fix" for whatever ails us. We have the geek squad for our computers, band aids for our boo boos, a spare tire in the trunk when we get a flat, we can go shopping from the comfort of our home and with a few clicks on the keyboard! What if we didn't have these quick fixes? What if life was a <em>whole lot harder</em>?? </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I think I would, and many others, would rely on God a lot more.. and would have a stronger prayer life.. and would have a stronger fear of God. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes, <em>sometimes,</em> I wish life were a little bit harder. We'll see what He gives me now that I've asked. (yikes!)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">stay tuned for pictures from the David Crowder Band concert!! yeah!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-33960054882278617112007-09-28T10:06:00.000-05:002007-09-28T10:07:59.277-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I know.. it's been awhile, huh?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I saw this song performed on Dancing with the Stars, and even though it's kind of .. not my style? .. I really like the lyrics. I'll explain why after you read the lyrics :o)</span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">People always comin' up to me and askin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">"Dolly, what's your secret? </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">With all you do, your attitude </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Just seems to be so good </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">How do you keep it?" </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Well I'm not the Dalai Lama, but I'll try </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">To offer up a few words of advice </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Chorus:<br />You better get to livin', givin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Don't forget to throw in a little forgivin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And lovin' on the way </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">You better get to knowin', showin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">A little bit more concerned about where you're goin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Just a word unto the wise </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">You better get to livin' </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">A girlfriend came to my house </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Started cryin' on my shoulder Sunday evening </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">She was spinnin' such a sad tale </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">I could not believe the yarn that she was weavin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">So negative the words she had to say </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">I said if I had a violin I'd play </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">I said you'd better get to livin', givin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Be willing and forgivin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Cause all healing has to start with you </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">You better stop whining, pining </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Get your dreams in line </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And then just shine, design, refine </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Until they come true </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And you better get to livin' </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Your life's a wreck, your house is mess </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And your wardrobe way outdated </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">All your plans just keep on falling through </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Overweight and under paid, under appreciated </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">I'm no guru, but I'll tell you </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">This I know is true </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">You better get to livin', givin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">A little more thought about bein' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">A little more willin' to make a better way </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Don't sweat the small stuff </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Keep your chin up </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Just hang tough </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And if it gets too rough </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Fall on your knees and pray </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And do that everyday </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Then you'll get to livin' </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">The day we're born we start to die </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Don't waste one minute of this life </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Get to livin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Share your dreams and share your laughter </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Make some points for the great hereafter </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Better start carin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Better start sharin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Better start tryin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">Better start smiling </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">And you better get to livin' </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Okay, so if you didn't figure it out, it's a new song by Dolly Parton. And even though she doesn't come right out and say it, and she tries not to step on toes, but I know she's trying to put forth the Message! And she, as a musician and actress, has put herself on the line by offering these potentially-if differently worded-harmful-to-her-career-image lyrics to the public. I applaud that and respect her for that brave attempt.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Also, the song, though I don't think myself a hermit too often, reminds me of how I should be living my life - to the fullest!! And sharing the joy and love that I receive with others.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Receive the joy I have !!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.<br />And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">-Philippians 1:3-6, 9-11</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ5YrChP5v6qvKXl1kIbt9ifJuNgNpl8MzM_ijfN4smz1vGeOOlHfHxqOCOLwzYqd-iN11reqw1LGklGviN8KBURKYsYdIwhR3oX2MuwnFKoRFhQoDgQISz3jn774mnIYLXPgGpQ/s1600-h/P8280164.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115145460473450386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ5YrChP5v6qvKXl1kIbt9ifJuNgNpl8MzM_ijfN4smz1vGeOOlHfHxqOCOLwzYqd-iN11reqw1LGklGviN8KBURKYsYdIwhR3oX2MuwnFKoRFhQoDgQISz3jn774mnIYLXPgGpQ/s200/P8280164.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Gin & I with LA in the background!! (it was really bright outside)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-69658677146933241582007-07-04T13:32:00.000-05:002007-07-04T13:35:15.701-05:00Happy 4th of July!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLD-UhCBMVSfCDQKrRTPUT1J-WVmlJDzK9GL64PCrjfpt84WjUrq2HFIv1sDwE4qIFxTa-vK32dSO1luLESVUUhmXI87X6cnvH2BfAupVRncm6dNA1t9jpoTylomthbaGPGZ5Liw/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083411731556049202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLD-UhCBMVSfCDQKrRTPUT1J-WVmlJDzK9GL64PCrjfpt84WjUrq2HFIv1sDwE4qIFxTa-vK32dSO1luLESVUUhmXI87X6cnvH2BfAupVRncm6dNA1t9jpoTylomthbaGPGZ5Liw/s320/fireworks2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">"There was only one night game a year. On the fourth of July the whole sky would brighten up with fireworks, giving us just enough light for a game. We played our best that night, because I guess we all felt like the "big leaguers" under the lights of some great stadium. Benny felt like that all the time. We all knew he was gonna go on to bigger and better games, because every time we stopped to watch the sky on those nights, like regular kids, he was there to call us back. Ya see, for us, baseball was a game. But for Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez, baseball was life." <em>-The Sandlot</em></span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21GQfT1fGi_o6PJeY4q6pCXikxpyR8IomY6-FL4W5g1yPd1JOQ7LuoKN5oVQ3qRx9qo7i4arj5IzcMvYCi8D3L7Y742dy3s0or6AARbAtP_ko4BiBxr1Q1JKv0q6ymTA4qTsJwA/s1600-h/flag001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083411834635264322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21GQfT1fGi_o6PJeY4q6pCXikxpyR8IomY6-FL4W5g1yPd1JOQ7LuoKN5oVQ3qRx9qo7i4arj5IzcMvYCi8D3L7Y742dy3s0or6AARbAtP_ko4BiBxr1Q1JKv0q6ymTA4qTsJwA/s320/flag001.jpg" width="244" border="0" /></a></div></div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-2259590898163915692007-06-22T22:42:00.000-05:002007-06-24T14:36:09.757-05:00for jen . . .<span style="font-size:85%;">I have really really slowed down at blogging over the past year or so. I don't know why.. I just haven't. So.. here's a new one :o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">But as I was perusing the internet this afternoon, I came across an </span><a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2168872/fr/flyout"><span style="font-size:85%;">article</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> that furthers my belief that </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">Facebook</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> is better than </span><a href="http://www.myspace.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">myspace</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Before you get offended or start leaving me mean comments, let me explain (and also remind you that I do have a </span><a href="http://www.myspace.com/randita"><span style="font-size:85%;">myspace</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> page).</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I like Facebook better because it's not often that you receive some creepy stranger's request to be your friend. I don't know how many times that has happened to me on myspace, but it's gross and creepy and weird. Also, Facebook (so far) doesn't have hackers that log onto your profile and send out messages all about porno and how to get the newest Coach purse or iPod. I do like Facebook because it is clean. Literally: there are no backgrounds to upload, videos to add, music to express your latest mood, etc. (of course, this is not completely true with all of the latest applications that Facebook has offered. I'm pretty much boycotting these as much as possible. . . I did, however, sign up for the song one... I just like music) :o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Facebook is also pretty dang honest. I'm not saying there aren't predators out there on Facebook, but you don't usually turn on MSNBC to watch the latest <em>How to Catch a Predator</em> and find that he or she had been chatting up some 13 year old on Facebook.. It's almost always myspace, which just supports my thoughts that myspace is dirty.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">But, I guess one thing I do like about myspace is the variety of musical artists and bands and the simplicity available to them to share their music. If myspace was all about music, I'd definitely still be a fan.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yeah, so .. there are some thoughts for you about that article. Enjoy.. or don't. Your call :o)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-83010560671480805702007-06-12T23:07:00.001-05:002007-06-12T23:11:15.886-05:00almost there...<div><span style="font-size:85%;">After an awesome weekend spent with friends (yay for Michael, Ginger, Karen, Thomas, James and more), a second win for the Spurs on Sunday, and a well spent birthday (it was sweet), the Spurs have made my Tuesday. :) </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Tonight, the Spurs won in game 3 over the Cavs and I am hoping (although others are doubting) that the Spurs will win again on Thursday for a 4-0 sweep of the Finals this year.</span> </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCXZDhMruaECdp0F_GOjmg-9qzskctEiDrEeOYrKrLB-4Iw1kvRznOTjKEt-0Nid9NV1yDlawH3M7-mq5lgMeN8nT7D4r8g_2K4PTfjM501pJzVfziYNgeWfesl4uQADqmB7ULQ/s1600-h/parkerfouled_300_070612.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075396489199311682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCXZDhMruaECdp0F_GOjmg-9qzskctEiDrEeOYrKrLB-4Iw1kvRznOTjKEt-0Nid9NV1yDlawH3M7-mq5lgMeN8nT7D4r8g_2K4PTfjM501pJzVfziYNgeWfesl4uQADqmB7ULQ/s320/parkerfouled_300_070612.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong><em>GO SPURS, GO!!</em></strong></span></div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-29219930537753858282007-06-07T23:30:00.000-05:002007-06-08T01:01:56.288-05:00Jesus loves the Spurs :)<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaSICTyaSqW5ap0vVljQ_HDNT48HIM3a_9ufaanKby34_WWmhIFh92_5E5EW1UKPK8jg9057uSxvFC9V2aKXDXHyfWUMtagzjDDUizAR1M9GFsATlNDS21Le3xzhzW-HI8JD_cg/s1600-h/fans3_070607.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073569255492770610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaSICTyaSqW5ap0vVljQ_HDNT48HIM3a_9ufaanKby34_WWmhIFh92_5E5EW1UKPK8jg9057uSxvFC9V2aKXDXHyfWUMtagzjDDUizAR1M9GFsATlNDS21Le3xzhzW-HI8JD_cg/s320/fans3_070607.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Spurs win game 1 vs the Cavs. These women of God are awesome. ;o)</span></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZd3pzxsb8ildAXylE6X8JKKPn3XtemJ4v7lB_Ir7AgFNSBYtwlaPAqZk7ku5gmdZQle4kRKS_UrEOsfBo3bshz4dw23iUjxj1r6FEQeskAVUm5evSTpRQLsMIa735jj7ZQJqfhA/s1600-h/fans3_070607.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-87450523641227089222007-05-30T23:30:00.000-05:002007-05-31T01:34:42.699-05:00<div><div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I started baking this cake tonight because I was afraid the mix would go bad on me.</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNE01FkkEP2o2neUhUnpVhlTkXJVGxYRF6h0I5g3x44uJVJmw63fXMQvn2R_8vcwUkcZoIb-OqzDLGcmrr-BN7m3460ZF9EqPVGVDvxAx_foF01-x3Q3bupDxOxoSfcxKf9i8Z1A/s1600-h/DSCF0061.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070607665239816514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNE01FkkEP2o2neUhUnpVhlTkXJVGxYRF6h0I5g3x44uJVJmw63fXMQvn2R_8vcwUkcZoIb-OqzDLGcmrr-BN7m3460ZF9EqPVGVDvxAx_foF01-x3Q3bupDxOxoSfcxKf9i8Z1A/s200/DSCF0061.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Its delicious strawberry goodness turned out slightly ... lopsided somehow, but maybe because it was predicting something..</span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbas54gIKzUWqcTeD11LSnak4YhwCRJ1TQ7fJHvS27H7SUE68hps7rykVMsS5L75wUj5y3276Kg3WJyeo4FTNrryowJHFqKOi6QwOXnhw4YWZSLs08zZaerWTs9dQnv3ZiRAJ54w/s1600-h/DSCF0064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070607914347919698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbas54gIKzUWqcTeD11LSnak4YhwCRJ1TQ7fJHvS27H7SUE68hps7rykVMsS5L75wUj5y3276Kg3WJyeo4FTNrryowJHFqKOi6QwOXnhw4YWZSLs08zZaerWTs9dQnv3ZiRAJ54w/s200/DSCF0064.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm thinkin' that my cake knew the Spurs would beat the Utah Jazz in <em>lopsided</em> Game 5 of the series (109-84!!!)to win the series 4-1 and move on to the NBA Finals!!!!!</span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xv6mtJzT2_vJgURvVj7waSaECGS0Q7S0Ev9WLBq96YMd7QtyHH1kG0WvLEd77M_hqOtQtFqHV1Si-Oy-CKvCmuM5ECD8dKyL6UrY-zDy31hq87cxvRxeRmw4alQ2kvL1jZmlQQ/s1600-h/spurs_627_070530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070609022449482082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xv6mtJzT2_vJgURvVj7waSaECGS0Q7S0Ev9WLBq96YMd7QtyHH1kG0WvLEd77M_hqOtQtFqHV1Si-Oy-CKvCmuM5ECD8dKyL6UrY-zDy31hq87cxvRxeRmw4alQ2kvL1jZmlQQ/s320/spurs_627_070530.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">GO SPURS, GO!</span></div></div></div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-56916647195563690332007-05-29T16:06:00.000-05:002007-05-29T16:28:47.821-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Well, it's been a long while since I last posted. Almost a month! I can't say that I've been overly busy, just normally busy.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Since I last wrote, friends have graduated and moved away, they've gone off to start summer internships or summer camp-ships, or just have gotten married. It's funny how in college, May, August and December are times of change for every student. New class loads, new jobs, new lives. And when you graduate, you just kind of assume that will end for a while and you'll become part of the working world where nothing really has a definite end. There are no mid-semester breaks, holiday breaks, or summer breaks - it's all just a plain calendar with every work day reserved as .. a work day. Of course, unless you join back into the school system and that stays part of your life. (I swear, I'm not complaining about my summer break!)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I guess I just assumed that things would stay the same for a while. Wrong!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I attended a wedding this last weekend with a bunch of people I knew from highschool. Now, I won't pretend that I have ever really been "friends" with these people, but I did hang out with them in the large group setting and at church and what not, but they didn't really know me and still don't (which I'm okay with). But, while at the wedding, when I looked out at the dance floor or around the room, I became jealous a little. Certainly not because my friend got married, I'm only miniscule-ly (?) jealous of that. But more so because they were with their friends and they were having a great time. I couldn't help but think about what the day will look like when one of my really good friends gets married and we all get to meet up and celebrate and have an awesome time together reminiscing and just hanging out again. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Basically, this weekend made me .. yearn for my summer.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I can't wait to hang out with all of my friends, even though we'll never all be together at once. Ginger and Wendy are coming to visit and I'm sure I'll get a chance to see Menges and Kat this summer and probably even go see Patrice!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">All of this makes it sound like I have no friends around here, which is not true. I get to see Karen and Thomas and Cheryl and probably even Lauren on a pretty regular basis. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Anywho, sorry if that was sallow or sad, but it was on my mind this weekend, and that is what a blog is for. :)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm <em>already blessed </em>to have the friends that I do.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Off to soccer camp!!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-46381676621159060542007-05-09T06:00:00.000-05:002007-05-08T23:42:14.050-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM2jfexU9ddW9GPoNOkbkwLofEVvphc-XFp7V44teJm0eDosV_3BVjnSiMI8Zvckm5txAXvZox6RNZDo1ttMw46cfu-ZDx1hxW6M6FlF7y3owksQ3jbmYFm_wzqLwQfNaTXAm2uA/s1600-h/n8337263_38115855_3554.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062412645158032290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM2jfexU9ddW9GPoNOkbkwLofEVvphc-XFp7V44teJm0eDosV_3BVjnSiMI8Zvckm5txAXvZox6RNZDo1ttMw46cfu-ZDx1hxW6M6FlF7y3owksQ3jbmYFm_wzqLwQfNaTXAm2uA/s320/n8337263_38115855_3554.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy <span style="font-size:130%;">19th</span> Birthday, Lauren B-Dev!! :o)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-21388089333397093782007-04-18T21:27:00.000-05:002007-04-18T22:44:14.645-05:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I have heard this song THREE times today!! Every time I have gotten in the car, it's been Tree63... this morning, at lunch, and tonight after church!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">In the land that is plentiful</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Where the streams of abundance flow</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">When I'm found in the desert place</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Though I walk through the wilderness</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Every blessing you pour out,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">I turn back to praise</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">When the darkness closes in, Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Still I will say...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be the name of the Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be the name of the Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your glorious name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">When the sun's shining down on me</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">When the world's all as it should be</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">On the road marked with suffering</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Oh, There's pain in the offering</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Every blessing you pour out,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">I turn back to praise</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">When the darkness closes in, Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Still I will say...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be the name of the Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be the name of the Lord</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Blessed be your glorious name</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">You give and take away</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">You give and take away</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">My heart will choose to stay</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Well Blessed be your name</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I have had a great week so far. Great times with friends, wonderful stuff at work and a lot to look forward to!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">And I guess after hearing this song three times in one day, I have to recognize where my blessings come from!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">God sent a wonderful message that I need to continue to recognize who He is and why I am.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Hugs to you all.. I love you!</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-52195323187837088982007-04-01T01:22:00.000-05:002007-04-01T01:33:22.967-05:00only 8 more days...<div><div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">... until I can play this game . . .</span></div><a href="http://www.webwards.net/wp-content/uploads/guitar_hero_screenshot.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.webwards.net/wp-content/uploads/guitar_hero_screenshot.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Lately, over the past few days, I have really wanted to play on my PlayStation ... I have done so well with not even wanting to play it because I guess I have been busy reading or doing soccer stuff or spring-break-ing. But now, it's so weird. I have heard songs on the radio that are featured on GH2, and then I start trying to remember how to play them on the PS2 and I get this weird.. hunger .. to play and rock out like this:</span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYsaRJsZ84Kmc2b2ZGc824dSprqrQnfuQsnVIt7BCHUvPJQCTOec3UChoxRTU6qJM8nxBmzXLst6-ftZGarAZJLqy_FcndZLOhblrBWiwgCG74dGOazJZm-lW8U0nGvC_b2rxaw/s1600-h/n8303016_35167409_8700.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048343893089640050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYsaRJsZ84Kmc2b2ZGc824dSprqrQnfuQsnVIt7BCHUvPJQCTOec3UChoxRTU6qJM8nxBmzXLst6-ftZGarAZJLqy_FcndZLOhblrBWiwgCG74dGOazJZm-lW8U0nGvC_b2rxaw/s320/n8303016_35167409_8700.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">yes, just like that.</span></div></div>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-62007967818840498892007-03-12T00:23:00.000-05:002007-03-12T01:42:59.178-05:00praise god..<span style="font-size:85%;">It's finally Spring break. Praise God.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I have been waiting on this break since Christmas! No, it hasn't been that bad, really. It just seems like I have been waiting for this break for so long!! And now it is finally here! :o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The first Spring Break weekend has been nice. Yesterday I slept in; it was so nice. Then I did just about nothing for most of the day. I finally left the casa to go and do a little shopping for my dad's birthday. </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(happy 60th, dad!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Today was nice too!! Went to church, had a nice lunch at Rosa's with Cheryl, then came home and did a little laundry, went to dinner with dad and the bros at Johnny C's and rented some movies to last me the week.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">And that brings me to my topic du jour.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Tonight I watched a movie called </span><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0392465/"><span style="font-size:85%;">Mozart and the Whale</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> which stars Josh Hartnett and Radha Mitchell as his love interest. I'm not a huge fan of Hartnett, but I was intrigued at hastings when I read the back cover and it told me that this was a story about two people with Asperger's Syndrome. Asperger's is a form of autism, and me being the special ed person I am, I wanted to watch it and see if I could learn more about the mystery that lies behind the autism curtain.</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">(ooo that sounds eerie and mysterious!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Well, while I enjoyed Hartnett's character (very realistic), as I met Mitchell's character, Isabelle, I saw less autism and more ... psychosis. Is that the right word for what I'm trying to say? I don't know. But her character was very eccentric. And although I don't claim to be an expert on the subject of autism, most of the students I have met who are diagnosed as such, are not <strong>as</strong> eccentric as Isabelle. Her character made it very hard for me to keep my attention on the story line.</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I guess it was just hard to watch and understand because most of the kids I work with.. are kids!! And they have not 1) gained an understanding of their diagnosis, 2) do not have such elaborate personalities, and 3) still live with their parents. :o)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was a nice story overall, but like I said, hard to understand even for a special ed-er (?)... haha...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">As for the rest of my evening, I am one-fourth of the way through picking my NCAA March Madness bracket. As with most people I am in a pool with (I say most, I really have no clue), I don't care who wins, it's just the fun of the game to see if your research and pick makes it!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Spring Break 2007, whut whut! ;)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914102.post-28186320711537776412007-03-06T00:07:00.001-06:002007-03-06T00:07:13.523-06:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I haven't blogged in over a month.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth.</span></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">No, I didn't give it up for Lent. </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(I gave up playing Playstation alone instead)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I just have not had a whole heck of a lot to say.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yeah right, we all know that's so true. Ha! Let's see what I can jabber about tonight... </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">February FLEW by. I still can't believe it's March already. With the soccer season really getting into swing in Feb, my weeks just seemed like Sundays, Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays!! Soccer season is going well though! We are in the second half of district with 4 games left. As of this moment, we are in second place in district. We've played all our hard games and we actually broke our biggest </span><a href="http://www.brazossports.com/stories/022407/soccer_20070224075.php"><span style="font-size:85%;">opponent's record!</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> For the rest of the regular season, we have two games this week that we sure as heck better win and then two after Spring Break (whut whut!!) that there is no doubt we will win. We are expected to go into the playoffs, but I'm not 100% sure how far. It all depends on how the bracket is laid out. After soccer, I don't know what I'm going to do with all my time. Hopefully get rested up and stay sane. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">What else.. what else... Oh -- For Mardi Gras this year, we had the traditional party. It wasn't as extravagant as in the past years, but we still had a good time and the traditional food was present; boudain, red beans and rice, sausage, king cake, cornbread (and chips n salsa.. haha). We even revived the tradition of playing sardines!! Good times were had there... </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh! Also this semester, I figured that instead of just coaching soccer, I'd get back in the game and play some, too! So I play with a bunch of women who are close to my age <span style="font-size:78%;">(did i just say women??)</span> and we play some sweet soccer on Sundays. I forgot how much I missed really playing, and it's a great way to stay in moderate shape! Sometimes we kill and sometimes we get killed, but we have fun and the competition is always good too. I tried to quit the softball team for the season, but they aren't letting me get away with it that easily. I "guest play" softball so far this season and I'm sure I'll keep playing 'cause it's just so darn fun. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I joined a small group at the church for the latest church-wide Lenten study. Our group is not so small (we have 18 compared to a normal 9-10) BUT we had great discussion last week and hopefully that will continue. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Spring Break is next week and I opted out of traveling to Mexico again this year and also passed up a ski trip with the college/young adult group. Sunday is my Dad's 60th birthday so we're going to celebrate and then the first part of the week I am going to rest and relax. Then Thursday-Saturday, I'm roadtripping to Shreveport Louisiana to visit Ms Lauren Bedevian at her beautiful campus of Centenary! I'm excited to spend a lot of time with her as it always seems we don't get that when she is here in CS. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Summer is coming too!! I am so excited. I don't know why because it's not like there is a whole lot going on for me. I decided not to go to Camp Barnabas this year because I just can't afford the trip. It's a bummer, but when you don't have the money.. you don't have the money!! I am planning on working soccer camp the first week and then possibly the extended school year program with our district. I did that last summer and not only was the money good, I got to meet and interact with my (then) future students. In August, I get to go to Washington DC with my family and the church choir!! I am looking forward to that very much and can't wait to take another big trip!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">So, that's what I have for now.. If I left anything out, let me know. ;)</span>Randihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07895121725804318791noreply@blogger.com2