Soooo... IT has happened Ia m now 24 and one day!!!
So I have some stories about yesterday.
First the car I fixed! It all came out ok ---but expensive! So then I took my celebratory birthday nap!
Then mom and me headed out for a night of fun at MIDEVIL TIMES!
It was great fun - wanna hear the stories...
First, the couple next to us made out the whole time -- his hands where at one point in her pants --- the worst part was she was if even early 20s and he was in his 60s!!! SICK!!!!
Then my knight died in the play --- the food was great though!!! The chicken was sooo yummy! I even got Birthday cake with sprinkles! I got some great pictures afterwards with teh knights ---which for teh most part have a major attitude. It was hard not to laugh --- they had long flowing tresses --- and strudded around like lords of the castle! I counld help but to giggle as I thought of Garden State...and the knight and the mom!!! Today I'm a workin hard for my money...tonight bday bash...I wanted a "white trash" party but apprently the term "white trash" isn't ok to say...not pc if you will... Kinda annoyed at how stupidly sensitive people can be...I'm white for goodiness sake... I can use racial slurs on myself ---it's my freakin party --- so now it's not white trash and not the party I wanted to be honest... mannn.... why do we have to be so "cautious" all teh f -ing time... Now it;s not really even a party - it's just dinner. I guess I was really looking forward to this --- as feeling liek I was important in community... we'll see what happens -- maybe it will be even better because no one will be offended...
Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Special advents
So...
It's my birthday again...
I'm sitting here in a Ford dealership awaiting the fate of my car...It's like I'm waiting for a family member to come out of surgy ---I hope they come out and say that my car is fine it was just a glitch! Who can afford cars anyway! I wish that I was rich and didn't have to worry about such things! But we all know from Song of Songs that money doesn't answer anything. Man I was all excited to sit by the pool and relax today ---at least I have web acess and can fiddle around what I wait. It will be a good day --- I can feel like --- something has to happen right? Midevil times will rock! Maybe I'll catch a me a knight tonight.
It's my birthday again...
I'm sitting here in a Ford dealership awaiting the fate of my car...It's like I'm waiting for a family member to come out of surgy ---I hope they come out and say that my car is fine it was just a glitch! Who can afford cars anyway! I wish that I was rich and didn't have to worry about such things! But we all know from Song of Songs that money doesn't answer anything. Man I was all excited to sit by the pool and relax today ---at least I have web acess and can fiddle around what I wait. It will be a good day --- I can feel like --- something has to happen right? Midevil times will rock! Maybe I'll catch a me a knight tonight.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Patterns by Amy Lowell
I read this poem today and it made me think:
Patterns
I walk down the garden paths,
And all the daffodilsAre blowing,
and the bright blue squills.
I walk down the patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
With my powdered hair and jewelled fan,
I too am a rare
Pattern. As I wander down
The garden paths.
My dress is richly figured,
And the train
Makes a pink and silver stain
On the gravel, and the thrift
Of the borders.
Just a plate of current fashion,Tripping by in high-heeled, ribboned shoes.
Not a softness anywhere about me,
Only whalebone and brocade.
And I sink on a seat in the shade
Of a lime tree. For my passion
Wars against the stiff brocade.
The daffodils and squills
Flutter in the breeze
As they please.
And I weep;
For the lime-tree is in blossom
And one small flower has dropped upon my bosom.
And the plashing of waterdrops
In the marble fountain
Comes down the garden-paths.
The dripping never stops.
Underneath my stiffened gown
Is the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin,
A basin in the midst of hedges grown
So thick, she cannot see her lover hiding,
But she guesses he is near,
And the sliding of the water
Seems the stroking of a dear
Hand upon her.
What is Summer in a fine brocaded gown!
I should like to see it lying in a heap upon the ground.
All the pink and silver crumpled up on the ground.
I would be the pink and silver as I ran along the paths,
And he would stumble after,
Bewildered by my laughter.
I should see the sun flashing from his sword-hilt and the buckles
on his shoes.
I would choose
To lead him in a maze along the patterned paths,
A bright and laughing maze for my heavy-booted lover,
Till he caught me in the shade,
And the buttons of his waistcoat bruised my body as he clasped me,
Aching, melting, unafraid.
With the shadows of the leaves and the sundrops,
And the plopping of the waterdrops,
All about us in the open afternoon --I am very like to swoon
With the weight of this brocade,
For the sun sifts through the shade.
Underneath the fallen blossom
In my bosom,
Is a letter I have hid.
It was brought to me this morning by a rider from the Duke.
"Madam, we regret to inform you that Lord Hartwell
Died in action Thursday se'nnight."
As I read it in the white, morning sunlight,
The letters squirmed like snakes."
Any answer, Madam," said my footman.
"No," I told him."
See that the messenger takes some refreshment.
No, no answer."
And I walked into the garden,
Up and down the patterned paths,
In my stiff, correct brocade.
The blue and yellow flowers stood up proudly in the sun,
Each one.
I stood upright too,
Held rigid to the pattern
By the stiffness of my gown.
Up and down I walked,
Up and down.
In a month he would have been my husband.
In a month, here, underneath this lime,
We would have broke the pattern;
He for me, and I for him,
He as Colonel, I as Lady,
On this shady seat.
He had a whim
That sunlight carried blessing.
And I answered, "It shall be as you have said."
Now he is dead.
In Summer and in Winter I shall walk
Up and down
The patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
The squills and daffodils
Will give place to pillared roses, and to asters, and to snow.
I shall go
Up and down,
In my gown.
Gorgeously arrayed,
Boned and stayed.
And the softness of my body will be guarded from embrace
By each button, hook, and lace.
For the man who should loose me is dead,
Fighting with the Duke in Flanders,
In a pattern called a war.
Christ! What are patterns for?
Patterns
I walk down the garden paths,
And all the daffodilsAre blowing,
and the bright blue squills.
I walk down the patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
With my powdered hair and jewelled fan,
I too am a rare
Pattern. As I wander down
The garden paths.
My dress is richly figured,
And the train
Makes a pink and silver stain
On the gravel, and the thrift
Of the borders.
Just a plate of current fashion,Tripping by in high-heeled, ribboned shoes.
Not a softness anywhere about me,
Only whalebone and brocade.
And I sink on a seat in the shade
Of a lime tree. For my passion
Wars against the stiff brocade.
The daffodils and squills
Flutter in the breeze
As they please.
And I weep;
For the lime-tree is in blossom
And one small flower has dropped upon my bosom.
And the plashing of waterdrops
In the marble fountain
Comes down the garden-paths.
The dripping never stops.
Underneath my stiffened gown
Is the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin,
A basin in the midst of hedges grown
So thick, she cannot see her lover hiding,
But she guesses he is near,
And the sliding of the water
Seems the stroking of a dear
Hand upon her.
What is Summer in a fine brocaded gown!
I should like to see it lying in a heap upon the ground.
All the pink and silver crumpled up on the ground.
I would be the pink and silver as I ran along the paths,
And he would stumble after,
Bewildered by my laughter.
I should see the sun flashing from his sword-hilt and the buckles
on his shoes.
I would choose
To lead him in a maze along the patterned paths,
A bright and laughing maze for my heavy-booted lover,
Till he caught me in the shade,
And the buttons of his waistcoat bruised my body as he clasped me,
Aching, melting, unafraid.
With the shadows of the leaves and the sundrops,
And the plopping of the waterdrops,
All about us in the open afternoon --I am very like to swoon
With the weight of this brocade,
For the sun sifts through the shade.
Underneath the fallen blossom
In my bosom,
Is a letter I have hid.
It was brought to me this morning by a rider from the Duke.
"Madam, we regret to inform you that Lord Hartwell
Died in action Thursday se'nnight."
As I read it in the white, morning sunlight,
The letters squirmed like snakes."
Any answer, Madam," said my footman.
"No," I told him."
See that the messenger takes some refreshment.
No, no answer."
And I walked into the garden,
Up and down the patterned paths,
In my stiff, correct brocade.
The blue and yellow flowers stood up proudly in the sun,
Each one.
I stood upright too,
Held rigid to the pattern
By the stiffness of my gown.
Up and down I walked,
Up and down.
In a month he would have been my husband.
In a month, here, underneath this lime,
We would have broke the pattern;
He for me, and I for him,
He as Colonel, I as Lady,
On this shady seat.
He had a whim
That sunlight carried blessing.
And I answered, "It shall be as you have said."
Now he is dead.
In Summer and in Winter I shall walk
Up and down
The patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
The squills and daffodils
Will give place to pillared roses, and to asters, and to snow.
I shall go
Up and down,
In my gown.
Gorgeously arrayed,
Boned and stayed.
And the softness of my body will be guarded from embrace
By each button, hook, and lace.
For the man who should loose me is dead,
Fighting with the Duke in Flanders,
In a pattern called a war.
Christ! What are patterns for?
Monday, September 19, 2005
The Devil is bad
So lately I am reminded every night of the W's song the Devil is Bad - it was when "ska" was big. Anyway, my roommate and I have been under some pretty intense spiritual warfare lately and I'm tired. I am reminded to persevere through it and to keep being faithful. Other than that the AC broke and which sucks but on the other hand I can stay at otehr people's house and not be home alone. Major bonus! It's wierd becasue through being honest about this whole thing it has actually brought me closer to people in community. I'm currently reading a Ruth by Francine Rivers - amazing! sooo good! I have all these books that I'm taking to Kenya for the week at the beach! Me, sand, sun, a good book, a coconut full of alcholic goodness, and hopefully a hot cabanna boy! No I'm starting to get nervous about Kenya - 130 people at this conference - ahhhh!!! I'll admit I'm really glad I'm not in charge of anything!
u plus sign me equal sign us - sorry I'm jamming to calaculas!
9 days till my bday!
u plus sign me equal sign us - sorry I'm jamming to calaculas!
9 days till my bday!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
concur
So it's been five months - oppps!
So breif overview of what's happened
1) I graduated offically from college!
2) I took over the entire HR division for the summer and led the C.O.A.T. program (never again!) 2 words mental breakdown
3) Everyone came back and my role is changing again at the mission
4) I am now known as a crier - for real like 3x a week is normal - making up for that year of no emotions!
5) Began work for Christian Campus Fellowship at Florida Gulf Coast University
6) Went on my first date.
7) Number 6 is a lie.
8) My brother was married 9/2/05 in STL.
9) Jesse and Josh were married 9/4/or in Nashville.
- so yeah that's my boring life! I realized I've lived in FL for 9 month - NINE!!!! ughhh! It's so hot here! I get whinny everytime I go back TN andhave to come back! I had a wierd dream last night where I was back at school and it was so real! I'm not really all the excited about Kenya in less than a month - not sure why - wait i'M TRAVELING WITH LIKE 130 PEOPLE!!!! Who does that! Oh wait I do! I really excited about Russia in December with Megan! Ohh roommate how I miss thee! All I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom and a boom boom just shake your rump! where did that come from anyway. Well, I have ladies Bible study - We're studing Community by Deitrich Bonhousasghdagshdgas -I'm not goin lie I did not read! so peace out!
So breif overview of what's happened
1) I graduated offically from college!
2) I took over the entire HR division for the summer and led the C.O.A.T. program (never again!) 2 words mental breakdown
3) Everyone came back and my role is changing again at the mission
4) I am now known as a crier - for real like 3x a week is normal - making up for that year of no emotions!
5) Began work for Christian Campus Fellowship at Florida Gulf Coast University
6) Went on my first date.
7) Number 6 is a lie.
8) My brother was married 9/2/05 in STL.
9) Jesse and Josh were married 9/4/or in Nashville.
- so yeah that's my boring life! I realized I've lived in FL for 9 month - NINE!!!! ughhh! It's so hot here! I get whinny everytime I go back TN andhave to come back! I had a wierd dream last night where I was back at school and it was so real! I'm not really all the excited about Kenya in less than a month - not sure why - wait i'M TRAVELING WITH LIKE 130 PEOPLE!!!! Who does that! Oh wait I do! I really excited about Russia in December with Megan! Ohh roommate how I miss thee! All I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom and a boom boom just shake your rump! where did that come from anyway. Well, I have ladies Bible study - We're studing Community by Deitrich Bonhousasghdagshdgas -I'm not goin lie I did not read! so peace out!
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