YAY YAY!!! Vacation Bible school starts in the morning!! I am deeply saddened by the fact that I will only be able to attend the opening as I have to work in kankakee tomorrow--but oh well. At least I get the super fun of the Circle G ranch the rest of the week!! Anyone in the catlin area (yeah, right) should swing on by for a grand time. I'm excited. Tuesday I get to be a Bible Character. That'll be fun. I got to wear the costume today while we decorated! We also got to make a screen for the video, among other fun things at church this evening.
Scotties birthday is in 36 minutes. Thats fun. We celebrated today because i will be gone tomorrow. Hopefully he has a good day anyways...maybe i'll bring him home a suprise. Dear Husband--happy birthday.
Then its KATIES WEDDING!! and sadly, Jacobs goodbye party. But it'll be a good weekend.
AND THEN....
CAMP!!!
Ok, so that'll be fantastic. Jeremy with all of his lovers, chuckie with his bushes, my chapel buddies and of course Cincinatti Christian School. To all counselors---we really need a good prank this year. Be in prayer about that.
**Moviegoer tip of the day: Don't park at the paramount.**
The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: "If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?" But... the good Samaritan reversed the question: "If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?" ~Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Dear Prince Charming.
I once wrote a series of letters to prince charming. I wasn't seven, or twelve, I was 23. Now I'm 26, and feel the dark days creeping back in. Those letters were the only way I felt I could express myself. The only way to deal with how I felt. I didn't feel that there was anyone who would understand-except of course prince charming. Funny thing about those letters. They were misguided. They were written to a person-not a prince. Today, I want to write another letter-I miss writing. Sometimes it seems that only paper and pencil understand how i feel.
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Dear Prince Charming.
Today, i sit here wishing for something different. Wishing that memories held truth and not figments of imagination. Hoping against all hope that it wasn't happening again. I want the memories to be truth. I want to believe in princes and castles and happily ever after. I look though, and find that the memories aren't real-their truth fading as it gains strength. I long for the time when you knew me as the princess and not for what I really was. I wish to believe you to be a prince. Imagine the suprise I felt when I discovered that only in the memory were we ever royalty. I pretending for you, and you for me. Being what you thought a prince should be, instead of revealing your true nature. And me, dancing around, looking foolish in my long gowns made from scraps. Of course we knew the truth but never faced it. If you are reading this letter, you are probably angry that I have revealed who you are, and in doing so revealed that I too, lived in the lie. I wanted so badly to believe in that castle. If you believe a lie long enough, does it become truth in your memory?
I wish I knew the answer.
a wannabe princess.
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Now I feel better. Not really. But thats ok. At least I wrote a new letter. Its hard to make them similar to the old ones. After all, nothing stays the same. I remember once, someone suggested I publish the prince charming letters. If I did-probably anyone who bought them would immediately want to kill themselves. But maybe if i could sprinkle in a few amusing stories. And a little more fiction. And if I could find the original letters. Who knows.
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Dear Prince Charming.
Today, i sit here wishing for something different. Wishing that memories held truth and not figments of imagination. Hoping against all hope that it wasn't happening again. I want the memories to be truth. I want to believe in princes and castles and happily ever after. I look though, and find that the memories aren't real-their truth fading as it gains strength. I long for the time when you knew me as the princess and not for what I really was. I wish to believe you to be a prince. Imagine the suprise I felt when I discovered that only in the memory were we ever royalty. I pretending for you, and you for me. Being what you thought a prince should be, instead of revealing your true nature. And me, dancing around, looking foolish in my long gowns made from scraps. Of course we knew the truth but never faced it. If you are reading this letter, you are probably angry that I have revealed who you are, and in doing so revealed that I too, lived in the lie. I wanted so badly to believe in that castle. If you believe a lie long enough, does it become truth in your memory?
I wish I knew the answer.
a wannabe princess.
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Now I feel better. Not really. But thats ok. At least I wrote a new letter. Its hard to make them similar to the old ones. After all, nothing stays the same. I remember once, someone suggested I publish the prince charming letters. If I did-probably anyone who bought them would immediately want to kill themselves. But maybe if i could sprinkle in a few amusing stories. And a little more fiction. And if I could find the original letters. Who knows.
**Moviegoer tip of the day: Call the information line if you want to know showtimes. Thats why we have it. Because we don't pay someone to stand next to the phone all day answering all of your questions. Look online, or in the paper. Do something other than call our office line. Seriously. Don't call the theatre. Call the hotline. 1-800-FANDANGO works for almost anywhere!!**
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
i got a rose from a cute boy.
YAY. Most of you are probably thinking about how sweet my husband is--but it wasn't him. It was my cute little Max from paramount. He made my day. Theres a long story surrounding it, but it still made me smile.
In other NEWS--I went to get the info on the Masters Professional Counseling -school counseling concentration. Thats right folks. We're gonna go ahead and sink another 20,000 into a quality olivet education. But hey--at least i'll finally be able to get a job that I really want. And classes are only one night a week..so thats happy too. Maybe someday i'll even pay off the millions of dollars of debt (hopefully before retirement!).
I miss scottie. we got in a big fight today and now i wish i was at home to cuddle. i think part of the fighting is being far away. and the fact that we need money so i have to work up here and down there to get some bills paid. its not like we're super crazy in debt, but still...we need to get it paid off. Especially before the fall when finances might not be so easy to come by.
Today, on the radio, they played SHINE-by the Newsboys. It reminded me of NYC 95. That was 10 years ago this summer. Could we have even imagined how we would end up then? Its just crazy. Its where alicia and i developed a love for Tony campolo, among other things.
**moviegoer tip of the day** never slam your refill on the counter. it only makes it more likely you will get poor service. Its not our fault your piggy family made you come out for the refill. Be mad at them, not us. And don't tell us to hurry. The pop only dispenses so quickly.
In other NEWS--I went to get the info on the Masters Professional Counseling -school counseling concentration. Thats right folks. We're gonna go ahead and sink another 20,000 into a quality olivet education. But hey--at least i'll finally be able to get a job that I really want. And classes are only one night a week..so thats happy too. Maybe someday i'll even pay off the millions of dollars of debt (hopefully before retirement!).
I miss scottie. we got in a big fight today and now i wish i was at home to cuddle. i think part of the fighting is being far away. and the fact that we need money so i have to work up here and down there to get some bills paid. its not like we're super crazy in debt, but still...we need to get it paid off. Especially before the fall when finances might not be so easy to come by.
Today, on the radio, they played SHINE-by the Newsboys. It reminded me of NYC 95. That was 10 years ago this summer. Could we have even imagined how we would end up then? Its just crazy. Its where alicia and i developed a love for Tony campolo, among other things.
**moviegoer tip of the day** never slam your refill on the counter. it only makes it more likely you will get poor service. Its not our fault your piggy family made you come out for the refill. Be mad at them, not us. And don't tell us to hurry. The pop only dispenses so quickly.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Ah, butter.
So, i suck. double-checked shannons order--both of us forgot to order butter...but funny thing..i tried to take the blame, and apparently shannon had already blamed me (not knowing i had double checked/revised hers) she just sent in my original order--which wasn't complete..i had just started it for her on saturday to be nice. So there ya go. sherrie wouldn't let me take the blame for being an idiot...since shannon was already trying to blame me.
Oh, and a car got STOLEN from the paramount lot tonight. I swear its safe...i don't know what that was all about. so much for business.
Umm..other news. I saw aunt renee and kyle today. that made me smile. kyle had a funny haircut..its short, and combed...which is totally not how i have ever seen him. shes turned into a serious type kid..that makes me sad. i totally love them...
**Moviegoer tip of the day: If a place is nice enough to offer refills, you should be nice enough to wait in line for them, and not cut the line, demanding your refill. Its all about sharing. Let the people who don't have any delicious buttery popcorn get some before you get seconds, or thirds, or whatever.**
Oh, and a car got STOLEN from the paramount lot tonight. I swear its safe...i don't know what that was all about. so much for business.
Umm..other news. I saw aunt renee and kyle today. that made me smile. kyle had a funny haircut..its short, and combed...which is totally not how i have ever seen him. shes turned into a serious type kid..that makes me sad. i totally love them...
**Moviegoer tip of the day: If a place is nice enough to offer refills, you should be nice enough to wait in line for them, and not cut the line, demanding your refill. Its all about sharing. Let the people who don't have any delicious buttery popcorn get some before you get seconds, or thirds, or whatever.**
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Paul tagged me with this meme. I have to answer 3. I might do a few more. It seems fun and why not? i mean i do have 2 days off :)
The "questions": If I could be a scientist...If I could be a farmer...If I could be a musician...If I could be a doctor...If I could be a painter...If I could be a gardener...If I could be a missionary...If I could be a chef...If I could be an architect...If I could be a linguist...If I could be a psychologist...If I could be a librarian...If I could be an athlete...If I could be a lawyer...If I could be an inn-keeper...If I could be a professor...If I could be a writer...If I could be a llama-rider...If I could be a bonnie pirate...If I could be an astronaut...If I could be a world famous blogger...If I could be a justice on any one court in the world...If I could be married to any current famous political figure...If I could be an actor...If I could be a criminal...
If I could be a missionary...i would go to africa and take care of the aids orphans, educating a new generation to take care of themselves and break the cycle of disease.
If I could be a psychologist...i would change the current trend of blaming everything on self-esteem and teach kids how to stand up for themselves in the world.
If I could be an athlete...i would probably be a swimmer, because i think its cool and well, at least i wouldn't get smelly from sweat..i would be in the water.
If I could be an actor...i would of course try and be a jedi. Or maybe be on the disney channel. yeah. that would be cool. besides, if i worked for disney i could go free right?
If I could be could be a writer...i would write books that were full of fun and fantasy, but not crazy fantasy, with deeper meanings so people of all ages could enjoy them.
Now I have to pick three people to tag. I think i will pick 6-sure its breaking the rules..but i dont care. Let's see: Scottie, Rachel, Melanie, Cynthia, Gina and Alicia. Yeah. thats a good number.
**Moviegoer tip of the day: When you wait in line for concession, use the time wisely-deciding on your order and getting your money ready. If everyone does this, the line will move twice as fast, and you won't take out your impatience on the poor minimum wage kid behind the counter. It's not his fault the lady in front of you and her five kids took 15 minutes to order.**
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