The Perks of Volunteering

Start with water and juice to build a strong core . . .

. . . Add 6-inch subs and bags of chips . . .

. . . Oh, and don't forget the goldfish crackers . . .

. . . And, top it all off with cookies . . .

. . . What do you get?

A HUGE pile of free food consisting of
18 subs,
20 bags of goldfish,
15 bags of chips,
28 juice boxes,
14 water bottles,
and 13 cookies.


And one much stronger girl after she carried it from the Rec center to her room!

The story behind it all: Today I volunteered on the lunch staff at a University event, Junior Jam. At the end of lunch we had a lot of extra food, so each volunteer ended up packing bags and boxes full of food to take back to our rooms. We decided our halls lavish us with love after we hand out free subs and such! : )

A Letter from God to all Women...

I made her... she is different. With love I formed her in her mother’s womb. I fashioned her with great joy. I remember, with pleasure, the day I created her. I love her smile. I love her ways. I love to hear her laugh. And the silly things she says and does. She brings me great pleasure. This is how I made her. I made her pretty and not beautiful because I knew heart, and I knew she would be vain... I wanted her to search out her heart, and learn that it would be me in her that made her beautiful... and it would be Me in her heart that would draw friends to her. I made her in such a way that she would need me. I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be, I know her heart, I know if I had not made her like this she would have gone her own way and forgotten about me... her Creator. I have given her many good and happy things... because I love her. Because I love her, I have seen her broken heart and the tears she’s cried alone. And I have cried with her and had a broken heart too. Many times she has stumbled and fallen alone, only because she would not hold my hand. So many lessons she has learned the hard way because she would not listen to my voice... So many times I have sat back and watched her go her own way, only to return to my arms sad and broken. And now she is mine again... I made her, and then I bought her... Because I love her. I have to reshape and mold her.. To renew her to what I had planned for her to be. It has not been easy for her or for me. I want her to be conformed to my image... This is the high goal I have set for her....
Because I love her.

When I created the heavens and earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate . I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so he could not interfere with my creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man’s life. I chose the rib, which protects the heart and lungs, and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you... I molded you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life, the rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart.

Support the man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be below him, nor from his head to be above him. You were taken from his side to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are my perfect angel, you are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes-don’t change them. Your lips- how lovely when they part in prayer. Your hands- how gently to touch. I’ve caressed your face in deep sleep. I’ve held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes you are the most like me. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, and yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me, he could only feel me. For everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned you- my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection, my support. You are special because you are an extension of me. Man represents my image; woman, my emotions. Together you represent the totality of God. So man, treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile.

Momma and Baby

An interesting find in a 5 lb. bag of gummy bears . . .

Beauty ... and Kronk!

The sunset this evening . . .

And . . . introducing Kronk!
. . . the only male allowed in our room ; )

Numbers

15 . . . 14 . . . 13 . . . 12 . . . 11 . . . 10 . . . 9 . . .
. . . 8 . . . 7 . . . 6 . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . .

Lovely!

I really like girlie, heart-to-heart chats.
Even if they're through email.

: D

When you sing this song, my heart smiles! ; )

I Love the Pit-Pit Patter of the rain drops,
I love the buzz-buzz buzzing of the bee,
But the sound I love the best, the very, very best,
Is to hear that God loves me.
Is to hear that God loves me.
Is to hear that God loves me.

Words of Another

Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.

~François Duc de La Rochefoucauld

Worth a Smile

11.

and.

1.

; )

Bet Ya Don't Have One of These...

Not only do sophomores get to eat breakfast with the President...
We get a cool mug to prove it.

Take a look at the proof:

Four.

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Where, oh where?

If you come looking for me, and you can't find me
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I'm under all of my Anatomy and Physiology books, notes, power points, coloring books, lab reports, flash cards...

oh goodness.

how can time seem so short when looking at a list of "to-do's," but look so long in other ways?

Pop, Bang and Boom

Just some pictures from the annual, amazing fireworks...

Don't You Wish You Were in Nursing School?

intracellular--antecubital--phalageal--ipsilateral--
anatomical position--olecranial--calcaneal--contralateral--
serous membrane--peritoneum--glycoproteins--enzymes--
selective permeability--diffusion--osmosis--tonicity--bilayer--
hypertonic--phagocytosis--ectoderm--epithelial--cadherins--
hemidesmosomes--basement membrane--pseudostratified--
simple cuboidal--squamos--positive feedback system--
homeostasis--interstitial fluid--synovial--catabolism--
aqueous humor--pseudostratified columnar epithelium--
microvilli--phospholipids--concentration gradient--
hydrophobic--midsagittal plane--systemic--cephalic--
transverse plane--meninges--mediastinum--otic--dorsum...

* Flowers *

I've decided that a dorm room can greatly benefit from the addition of flowers. Therefore, I went to the store and bought some. Here are the beauties:

...and my favorite picture:

The Room (or at least my half)

These aren't the best pictures, but I hope they'll work for now. Hopefully more pictures (better pictures) to come later...

Part of the view of western sky from our window. With the exception of cloudy and rainy days, like today, we have a lovely view of sunsets!

-Update-

I will post pictures of my new room when I actually take some pictures : ) It's a lot bigger than last year!!

Stay tuned...

Barkley's Photo Shoot

Presenting the one and only Sir Barkley...

(Nevermind the looks of sadness... he was just tired.)

He doesn't sit still long enough.... moments before he wiggled away...

If only he was looking at the camera!

Even in the "Everyday"

A good lesson I learned recently... God is present and working even in the "everyday" parts, or the ordinary, insignificant parts of life.

Let's just say that I have never been interested in cooking....perhaps baking a batch of cookies, but certainly not planning and plotting and preparing an entire meal. (That is, unless it consists of EasyMac, Pringles, and some m.c.c. ice cream.) So, the realization of needing to provide meals for the family I may have someday proved to be an intimidating thought. However, the parentals thought it a good idea to practice my obviously rusty cooking skills this summer. And, hey! What a great idea! ...Even though I wasn't pleased with it at first.

Turns out, a few chats with God seemed to change my entire attitude about something so ordinary, so everyday. Of course, I don't exactly jump up and down while dreaming about all the glorious 5 course meals I am going to make. But, the planning and plotting and preparing hasn't been bad...and, dare I say it's even been enjoyable??!

Even the clean-up isn't a killer. That is manual dishwashing, to be correct.


All this to say, God is faithful, in all and through all. And to GOD be all the GLORY.

Art.

It kind of reminds me of Hoops and Yoyo.

hehe.

; )

I Hope You Dance

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

Lee Ann Womack

Thank You...

...for brightening my day in many ways, but also for the simple beauty of wildflowers! Perfect for my "cozy corner"...

For You

Sittin' in the rain
Water on your brain
Got a hole in your boat
Trying to stay afloat
Has got you down
I've got a wind in my sail
Rubber boots and a pail
I'll throw you a line
Rest assured that I
Won't ever let you drown

Chorus:
'Cause when you're up against the wall
You know I'll be here for you, for you
When you rise and when you fall
I'll always be here for you, for you

When the plans you make
Fall through and take you
For a loop
Or some bird has flown the coop
And left you stranded
Just lean on me
And together you see
We'll carry the load
Even if we don't
Quite understand it


Unsearchable Riches

Progress

I was buried under cleaning-ness yesterday, so I missed the chance to provide a progress report. Here it is now...



It isn't completely finished yet, but the room certainly looks better : )

a BIG job

To anyone who doesn't believe that I am capable of occupying a disorderly, cluttered space----take these as proof...




But don't worry....the living conditions will be improved during the next few hours : ) Stay tuned for progress reports...

Precious

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Baby, oh baby.

: )

This is for people who are tired of looking at dippy-eggs : )

But, I'm tired and my mind isn't on blog mode. So... yeah... that's it.

; )

Eventual Success

My first success story...er...picture of dippy eggs.

In Their Words

Ralph Waldo Emerson

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.

Whoever is open, loyal, true; of humane and affable demeanour; honourable himself, and in his judgement of others; faithful to his word as to the law and faithful alike to God and man...such a man is a true gentleman.

Thinking.


Pondersome thoughts.

24 hours.

What an interesting 24 hours!

At this time last night we were looking for and praying for an open ER to treat gunner :-)'s achey-?breaky? finger due to a not-so-softball. But, the Lord worked and blessed us with a short stay at the ER..."short" is relative to the average wait in an ER, that is. No major damage, at least not that 4-6 weeks rest can't heal.

And, today...some of the best news of the last week: a solid summer job!! One that will provide good hours and great experience, but also be beneficial to all involved.

Thank you, Jesus. Your faithfulness amazes me, yet again!

Just a few...

Just a few of the many reminders of someone special ; )

{+2 more ; )}