Merry Christmas

I would like for everyone to have a very Merry Christmas!

Also, please notice that I have an awesome boyfriend who surprised me with a re-designed blog. Is he spectacular or what? Thanks, TP. (:

It's my caprese salad

I stinkin' love The Office. I am stinking right now at this whole updating-of-the-blog thing, but I'm going to try and give a nice run-down soon. I just had to get one her and spill my guts over tonight's episode. WHY IS IT SO FUNNY? For me, it wasn't even as funny or as quotable as the past few episodes have been. A little lackluster, people. Until that outro. Number one, Ryan is an IDIOT. Number two, I LOVE JIM AND PAM (but I was so nervous when he took her to the house). Number three, the art studio?!!--that is so hot. Number four, Michael totally screamed when he saw Toby. Though I am holding onto my love of Holly-for-Michael, I will be glad to get back to his crazy, outspoken hatred of Toby. It makes me laugh a lot. Okay and number five, Creed...when the cops came in. My word he is insane. And funny.

Okay so I always have to re-run my favorite quotes:

Michael: Well I do have cause. It is be-CAUSE I hate him.

Michael (to camera): You wanna see some real high caliber acting? Well, Mr. Kurt Russell, you are about to be served.

Jim: Why'd you come in here?

Dwight: To socialize. And inform.

Dwight: What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier. It's priceless. As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me, she tells me to stop. It's her father's business. She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning, the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico, but I go to Canada. I don't trust her. Besides, I like the cold. Thirty years later, I get a postcard. I have a son, and he's the Chief of Police. This is where the story really gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris, by the Trocadéro - she's been waiting for me all these years; she's never taken another lover. I don't care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.

Trent Monk is in the living room

So this all started for me back when I decided it would behoove BooMama and me to be BFFs. Thus began my quest to be as cool as her. (:

TONIGHT, ladies and gentlemen, Trent Monk played in my very own living room. I am beside myself with glee and I feel like a real grown-up person. He played some of my most favorite songs from his Monk & Neagle days..."Beautiful You," HELLO! He also played a new song from his upcoming solo album called "Me and You" - and it was great. In addition to those favorites, I laughed my boo-tay off when he covered Gnarls (with a G) Barkley's "Crazy" (which I call crazy AWESOME), and Outkast's "Hey Ya." L-O-stinkin-L. Anyway, it was delightful. I will now show you...some pictures.

We packed it out...

The gear. (Because yes, I find it interesting. You don't have to.) (:

Fun with gadgets!

Real musicians make out with their guitars.

Now, I love me some Robyn. It is all because of her that this night happened. She is livin' LARGE and TAKIN CHARGE!

And because I love you, my friend, this is for you - POUND IT:

Even though you can't see the sticker in this one, I like this face (still for you):

Oh, yeah.

Me, Danny, my sister Amanda, and Trent...welcome to my humble abode.

So that is my night of greatness. I might have to write about this a few more times since I tend to leave things out when I'm excited - OH! By the way, three girls came that NO ONE KNEW. They just saw it on the internet and then showed up at my front door and came in my house like everyone else. I thought they were my sister's friends...and welcomed them and introduced them to everyone...before my sister came in and then introduced herself to them - WHAT? So yeah. But overall, it was an AWESOME evening and I loved all of it. I pray huge blessings over Trent and if you get a chance to check him out, DO IT. You won't regret it.

Instead of farmers fighting AIDS...

So not a single real-life friend of mine has seen the latest episode from The Office. This hurts my feelings. So I turn to you, Internet. I just need to run down a few of my favorite moments, because I thought in general that episode was hilarious.

I love Creed. He is CRAZY. "Nobody steals from Creed Bratton and gets away with it. The last person who did this...disappeared. His name was...Creed Bratton." What. In. The. World?

I also love Andy with my whole heart. "You're always safe with me. I'm a very good screamer." What a man.

Okay, and is it just me or is Holly just absolutely the most perfect person for our Michael Scott?! Even when he is insane (and we all know he has those moments, people), she totally goes with it! It never ceases to surprise me. But I think they are kinda precious.

I thought Darryl got arrested in real life? But let's be honest, I'm glad he's still been in the show these last few episodes. He/Michael cracked me up last night. "Michael gave me a list of his top 10 Bruce Springsteen songs. Three were Huey Lewis and the News, one was Tracy Chapman 'Fast Car', and my personal favorite, 'Short People.'" Hahahahaha - the whole time Michael kept talking about Bruce, and it was SO Huey Lewis playing. I was just dying over that. And the squeaky gavel.

Oh, and I love Phyllis and Bob Vance, Vance Refridgeration, who bid $1,000 on her hug. That's hot. (:

I love The Office. My life is so enjoyable sometimes.

Week in review

In an effort to not have a post in which I list things, I thought I'd write about my week. To me it has felt busy, but I'm sure writing it all down will prove that it...wasn't. But here goes.

I can't even remember as far back as Monday. I'm sure it was just another manic day. That happens sometimes. I was not inspired to come up with a theme for Music Mondays, so here in my office we've taken a break this week. I'll be back on track next week.

Before I tell you about my Tuesday I should first explain for those of you who don't know that I have adopted myself into a Tallahassee family. And they're okay with it. One of my BFF's, Laura, has one of the best families ever. Every Sunday we have lunch with sisters, brothers-in-law, the most handsome nephews ever, Mom, Dad, and Grandma. Oh man these are good people. I do not think I can adequately express how I love them. Anyways...on Tuesday, my adopted dad had both of his knees replaced. Everyone else was at the hospital all day but I was stuck here at work because I forgot that I had a meeting at 3:00 that afternoon. So I got up there just in time to see him after he came out of recovery. And I'm happy to report that everything is as well as can be expected. It will be a long rehab, but the doctor actually called his old knees "hideous", so this will be far better in comparison.

Wednesdays are always pretty busy. Here's a fun story about this Wednesday: when I got out to my car to go to work in the morning, I discovered not only that it was unlocked, but that the contents of my purse, makeup bag, console, and glove compartment had been strewn all about my front seat(s). This caused me some concern because either I had become a messy sleepwalker, or someone had been in my car without my knowledge. It is even more mysterious because whoever this person is did not take ANYTHING except for one wallet (I have two) with only one credit card in it. He or she did not take my "real" wallet, my iPod, my camera, or the cash that was in my purse. So, yeah. Just enough to give a girl the CREEPS.
Then I went to work. Then for lunch we went up to the hospital to check on the Pops. He's still doing well, sitting in a chair and making jokes. I kinda love him.
Then I got a message from someone in town saying that he had found my wallet with my credit card. That was the only thing with my name on it, so I guess that's how he looked up my phone number. He found it on the side of the road on the street where I live while he was running on his lunch break. Things just keep getting weirder. Nothing was missing, and I went to pick it up.
Then like on most Wednesday nights I went up to the church to hang out with the youth choir. I found out that they are doing their summer choir mission tour in CHICAGO and I am already chaperone #1. It will be awesome.
Then we had praise team rehearsal, which is normally on Thursdays but we had to make an exception. Because you people care about that. (:
Then directly from rehearsal I went to gymnastics. It was kind of a low-key workout, but still fun. I love that stuff.

So Thursday. I took the morning off work so I could take my lovely dog to the vet. We had a nice visit and she did so well. They trimmed her nails, which made me really happy since she won't let me do it. She doesn't have any diseases, plus she's lost weight! We are a healthy, happy family.

After work and such I had to go up to the church for a little bit again to work on the media stuff for Sunday, but had to rush home in order to be there for FSU's football game! The Thursday night voo-doo never works well for us. I think I developed an ulcer during the first half, but we left NC State with a W! It was thrilling and since I was so hyped up and had recorded The Office episode during the game, I had to stay up and watch that, too. So awkward...but I love those guys. I'm glad Michael finally 1.) didn't listen to Jan and 2.) made a real move with Holly.

Tonight, I am excited because my friend Meagan and Caitlin are coming to town and staying with me, and I also get to babysit for my friend Amy's kid, who is pretty much the best baby ever.

Tomorrow is our mission blitz day with church, and as per my tradition I have signed up to do either 1.) roofing, 2.) carpentry, or 3.) painting. Every year it is the same. And every year the man who is in charge doesn't think that I have the capability to do roofing. And as of right now, no one has called me to let me know what I am doing. Tomorrow. Psh. So I'm thinking I'll show up and just go with the roofing crew no matter what. (:

Sunday always proves to be a good day, what with the church and an afternoon with my girls.

I hope everyone has a great weekend. I have nothing but love for you [both]. (:

Music Mondays

Theme for this week is: songs with a state name in the lyrics (does not have to be in the title).

For starters--

1. "Tennessee Christmas" by Amy Grant. Duh.

2. "Tennessee Bwoys" by Grits. Oh yes.

And just so you know I'm not only filled with love for one state,

3. "All My Exes Live In Texas" by George Strait. (Don't hate, that used to be my most favorite song when I was a little tyke.)

Whatchoo got for me? Updates pending...

*Updated to add:

We are BLOWIN' UP this week! It's only Tuesday!

4. "Country Roads Take Me Home" by John Denver

5. "Sweet Home Alabama" by Lynyrd Skynyrd

6. "Mississippi Girl" by Faith Hill

7. "Georgia On My Mind" by Ray Charles

8. "Midnight Train To Georgia" by Gladys Knight & The Pips

9. "The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia" by Vicki Lawrence / Reba McEntire

10. "Georgia Rain" by Trisha Yearwood

11. "New York State of Mind" by Billy Joel(s)

12. "California Girls" by the Beach Boys

13. "California Dreaming" by The Mamas and The Papas

14. "Carolina In My Mind" by James Taylor

15. "Oklahoma" by Rodgers & Hammerstein

16. "Hotel California" by the Eagles

17. "There Is No Arizona" by Jamie O'Neal

18. "Ocean Front Property" by George Strait

19. "Greyhound" by Dave Barnes

20. "Indiana" by Jon McLaughlin

21. "That 70s Song (In The Street)" by Cheap Trick

22. "Private Idaho" by the B52's

I still thirst for more, people. Bring it on. (:

A little piece of my happiness

Inspired by BooMama, I'm counting happy things today.

Here's what works for me right now (in no order of importance):

1. My pretty dog
2. Pumpkin Spice Latte season at Starbucks
3. Steak. Filet Mignon to be exact. At Longhorn to be more exact.
4. Seersucker, herringbone, houndstooth, and paisley things
5. Thoughts of Hawaii
6. Beaches in general
7. Watching a sunset
8. Galoshes
9. Bobby Bowden and the Seminoles, winning
10. Post-it notes
11. Crossing things off lists written on post-it notes
12. Malapropisms
13. Time with shecons
14. Making up words like "shecons" with my favorite girlfriends
15. Listening to good music
16. Singing good music
17. Thoughts of a movie with a cute boy Friday night
18. Shelly, who will speak in BAPS and Malibu's Most Wanted quotes with me
19. Quoting funny things
20. J.Crew clothes/catalogues
21. Craig + Lewis
22. A good book
23. Gymnastics
24. My Jesus, the painter (can I get a witness?)
25. Being 25...my favorite age

Music Mondays

This week's theme: songs with the word "run" in the lyrics. C'mon, people. I will make updates throughout the week, but leave some love in the comments!

Just to get us started:

1. "Faithfully" by Journey

2. "Run to You" by Whitney Houston

*Updated to add:

Psh. No one? Robyn, I don't know if we can be friends anymore. (:

3. "I Run to You" by Lady Antebellum

4. "In The Long Run" by the Eagles

5. "Take It On The Run" by REO Speedwagon

6. "I Ran (So Far Away)" by Flock of Seagulls

7. "Shadows of the Night" by Pat Benatar

8. "Runaround Sue" by Dion

9. "The Fox" by Nickel Creek

**

10. "Somebody Like You" by Keith Urban

11. "Whenever I Run" by Keith Urban

12. "The Lighthouse's Tale" by Nickel Creek

13. "Running on Empty" by Jackson Browne

14. "Long Train Running" by the Doobie Brothers

15. "Vultures" by John Mayer

16. "I Think We're Alone Now" by Tommy James & The Shondells / Tiffany

17. "Band On The Run" by Paul McCartney

18. "Run For Your Life" by The Beatles

19. "Runaway Train" by Soul Asylum

20. "Runaway" by Bon Jovi (and if I were you I'd YouTube the video...the 80s...)

The return of The Office

I am so excited that The Office is back on!! It may be a sad state of affairs, but I don't know where I would be without Dwight and Andy and Michael and JIM AND PAM and sweet, sassy Stanley... It just brings so much enjoyment into my life. There, I said it.

Now, about last night's episode, I have a few things to say. If you haven't seen it (and you want to), then maybe you should not read this anymore.



#1. I LOVE THE PROPOSAL!!! I was sooooo nervous how they were showing us Pam's friendship with nice-but-not-at-all-Jim-boy at school. The Office writers, if you did that to me, someone's gonna get hurt. BUT THE PROPOSAL! It was perfect. I love that it was so spontaneous and not the perfect-fairy-tale moment. It was perfect Jim and Pam. But let's be honest, I would've said yes so much louder and faster than Pam. (:

#2. Angela/Dwight/Andy. I don't even know what to say. Poor Andy! And the booty calls (or pages, as the case may be), though funny in their blatantness, TOTALLY ruin what I love(d) about Angela and Dwight's relationship.

#3. I need Michael to just work it out with Holly. But that is some hilarious stuff.

#4. Kevin's specialness revealed...poor Kev, but that is seriously some of the funniest comedy ever. "Wait, back up. Do you think that I'm retarded?"


#5. More favorite quotes:


-Andy: Every little boy fantasizes about his fairytale wedding.


-Michael: No, no, no. I don't wanna hear moaning. This is a good day. You guys accomplished something big. You lost a ton of weight, literally. A lot of weight. And I don't care what any stupid scale says, you guys are all gigantic losers.

-Michael: Does anyone have any idea what the number one cause of death is in this country?
-Dwight Schrute: Shotgun weddings.
-Jim Halpert: That's not what that is.


-Andy: Andy Bernard does not lose contests. He wins them. Or he quits them. Because they're unfair.


-Ryan: I've even started volunteering, giving back to the community.
-Jim: That's great....You're talking about your court-ordered community service?
-Ryan: I don't need a judge to tell me to keep my community clean.
-Jim: But he did right?
-Ryan: Alright.
-Jim: Alright.


I can't wait for next week!

Music Monday

So I've been a slacker. But my favorite game (besides Balderdash) is back! It's the return of Music Mondays, people. Where your host (ie, me) picks a theme for the week and we come up with songs pertaining to that theme. It helps pass the time at work, what can I say?!

This week's theme: songs with the word "hero" in the lyrics. Can anyone guess which show I've been watching during my Shecon Sunday afternoons? (:

So here's what we've got so far. I'll be updating throughout the week, so to the two of you who are reading this: BRING IT ON.

1. "We Don't Need Another Hero" by Tina Turner
2. "Hero" by Mariah Carey
3. "Wind Beneath My Wings" by Bette Midler
4. "My Hero" by Foo Fighters
5. "Jukebox Hero" by Foreigner
6. "Hero" by Enrique Iglesias
7. "Holding Out For A Hero" by Bonnie Tyler

**Updated to add
8. "The Glory of Love" by Peter Cetera (way to go, JS!)
9. "The Greatest Love of All" by Whitney Houston
10. "Hero" by Nickelback
11. "A Lot Like Me" by Dave Barnes

Join my entourage

Inspired by my smart friends, I have added the "follow me" application.  So, if you wanna...here's your invitation to hang out.  (:  

More church fun

I am not sure that I have enjoyed anything quite so much as this:  

That sweet spin move and the "moonwalk" and the break down...gold.  Plus, the keyboard of TRUTH!

Well I feel sheepish

I have cried over what I'm about to show you. With sweet laughter.

I received the following e-mail from a friend of mine who serves as an accompanist for our church. Said e-mail was written by a dear church member who will be singing a solo this Sunday. My friend put it in the category of "taking things a little far..."

Names have been changed to protect the innocent, except for including the pertinent detail that the writer's last name is actually "Lamb." Thus, the puns. All other text is completely as written.

Have fun:

Hi ______,

Looks like "ewe" are stuck with me for solo this Sunday. I'm very please that "ewe" will be accompanying me and I "wool" be looking forward to it.

Will be singing a simple John Peterson song (everything I do is simple) entitled "I Believe In Miracles."

Please let me know when it will be a good time for "ewe" to rehearse. I am semi-retired and flexible and want to meet when it's most convenient for "ewe." Will drop the music off at the Church on Wednesday.

Blessings from the "Sheep Shed"

______ Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamb

For some odd reason, I couldn't get Hot Chocolate's "You Sexy Thing" out of my head when I finished reading. I feel that someone should tell this person that song may not be an appropriate choice for our traditional worship crowd?

In addition, the above e-mail was then followed up with another gem:

Sounds good to me. I "wool" be there.

Sin "Shear" ly,

The "Wooly Bully"

It's just too much. Sinshearly. In the words of my dear friend, "We need to make Wooly Bully code for something. That is too good to let slip away."

Indeed.

THAT hardcore

I ripped my hand tonight at gymnastics.  

It was just a few swings on the bars, and BAM!  

Don't worry, bloggers, I'm not going to let it crush my hopes and dreams of the 2012 Olympics.  I've still got my game face on.  Now I just come equipped with some kickin' Band-Aids!  

VICTORY

I know we played Western Carolina.  I know we were supposed to crush them.  But I just LOVE it when we meet and exceed all expectations.  These days, you never can tell.  As far as home openers go, this was my JAM!!!  Even after a 2 1/2 hour rain delay...we had 561 total yards.  It was a shut-out with a final score of 69-0.  We scored TEN touchdowns and only missed 1 extra point.  Welcome back, boys...  (: 

 

I've been waiting for this moment for all my life

I remember, don't worry...

It's almost MY football season.  I can feel it coming in the air tonight.  Oh, Lord.   Last week was a momentous occasion with the start of NCAA football and all that jazz.  But this...this is MY week.  My friends take the field again this Saturday.  

Last weekend...not a great weekend for the ACC.  And I just know you SEC peeps out there are sitting smugly in front of your little computers and  you're just going to make us eat the ACC for breakfast.  But Florida State remembers greatness.

  

This could be our moment.

  

I am a Seminole.  I always have been and I always will be.  I love college football, all of it.  But I grew up a Seminole.  I come from the Seminole line, if you will.  I graduated from Florida State.  I work in this building:

Plus, lest anyone forget...winningest coach of all time.  He's mine, too.  (:

That's all I have to say for now.  I might have to sing the fight song or something later in the season, so that's something for everyone to look forward to.   Right now, though, nothing gets me pumped for football like my favorite Phil Collins song.  Just picture the team coming out of the tunnel through the mist in slow motion.  Oh yeah.  Sing it.

I cannot believe my eyes

Oh, the joys of working on a college campus...

It was 12:30PM.  The sun was shining, and I was taking a nice little walk across the courtyard back to my office.  As I looked up, I noticed a pair of plaid pajama pants walking in the opposite direction.  Bad enough, but my annoyance soon changed to outright dismay as I continue to notice said plaid pajama pants are on a male, with no shirt on.  It was just hung over his shoulder like he couldn't be bothered with, you know, clothing himself.  I just don't get it.  Plaid pajama pants.  He was outside in broad daylight.  On campus.  There were PEOPLE around.

Happy Labor Day weekend.  Here's hoping no actual labor has to take place. (:

Fiesta on

So I realized that Robyn and I STINK at taking pictures.  A whole Siesta Fiesta weekend in which to partake, and I end up with five pictures on my camera.  And none of them have our new friends in them.  Dangit.   So, if you new friends are reading this, just know that I love you with my whole heart, just not with my photography.  Here's what we do have, though!:

After the longest stay in the airport, EVER, we received a present in a tiny hilarious bottle of Tabasco sauce.  This was at 1:30AM.  Give me a break, people.  It was cute!

I love this face.  That's the sunrise, folks.

Well, I figure if we only have one picture together, this one is alright.  If you like that sort of thing.  (:  I would also like to point out, again, that it's SUNRISE!  And I'm not still in bed.

There's always going to be something special about a rainbow.  At sunrise.  In a Jesus-filled weekend.  Who's WITH ME?!  Precious Lord.

Just look at Him go.

I still might have more to say about the weekend later.  It seems to be all the rage.  My mind is still blown, honestly.  I have been hit with a burning desire to hear from God about the direction of my life right now.  It's the first time ever I have been so consumed by the questions of "What am I doing here?" and "What do I want to do?"  It has just come out of nowhere, really.  I had a plan once, before I came to college (7 years ago).  This weekend, I happened to tell my new friend Annie of said plan, and she responded with, "Do it!"  God has really allowed that one comment to plant its seed in my heart and mind.  I don't think being in my job or staying at my church or with my friends or at my house in Tallahassee is wrong.  I don't think I made a wrong choice.  I just think I made the choice by default.  If this is where I belong, then it's where I belong for now.  I will be working with my Lord in the coming forever to find out if there's something else out there for me.  I don't want to stay still.  Ooh.  It hurts a little.  Though my flesh may fail and my spirit may grow weak, He remains the strength of my heart; my portion forever.

So, oops, that got a little deeper than expected for a second.  I would like to leave you with the current travesties of my life, as discovered by my trip to Publix tonight:

#1.  They no longer make regular watermelon jello.  Oh, they may think they're getting away with putting it in the pre-packaged cups, half and half with another flavor, but it's SUGAR FREE, for crying out loud.  What a crock!  I think I may have cried a tear or two when I saw about three different kinds of strawberry jello boxes, and no watermelon.  

#2.  They did not have Wheaties!  I think this may be against the law, especially in this Olympic season.  I wanted to collect a box with Shawn Johnson and Nastia Liuken or Michael Phelps.  But I got nothing.  Just...nothing.

(:

Not your average fiesta...

...but a FIESTA nonetheless!

It's always a bittersweet moment when something you've been waiting on for so long is just...over. Life is but a breath and what-have-you, and the Siesta Fiesta is now just a memory. I'm having trouble right now deciding what to include in this post. I have what may soon be considered a good story about the flight to Texas. But that just might take up valuable space on a post in which I want to talk about so many other things. I could talk about how I was nervous about branching out "on my own". But that's boring, and plus, I am an heiress so we have no use for insecurity any longer.

I think instead I'd like to chat about how pleasantly surprised I am by the weekend. Nothing ever happens as expected, so I suppose I should stop expecting certain things from my Savior. I, along with I AM SURE about a frillion other people, got a good swift kick in the pants from God, through sweet Beth this weekend. It was a shot-out good time, and I needed it so badly. I am one of those people that needs processing time after hearing something deep. So I may be able to nutshell some of what Beth talked about...in approximately 3 years. It was so good. Why is God just SO SWEET to me sometimes? Even when I am so dumb and I have to hear things eighty-four times before they even begin to sink in, He chooses to be nice to me. Just nice. We are not a mystery to Him, and He knows what we need. I might have to go on about that later.

I made friends this weekend. I went to a pajama party with a bunch of bloggers. Let's be honest, I wasn't sure it was my cup o' tea. A land unknown is not often a fun time for me. But y'all, it was HILAAAAARIOUS. Even without my sidekick for the weekend, I met people I didn't know before! And they were nice! And fun! And funny! And we are SO best friends now. Sorry about your luck, Annie, Jackie Sue, and Kathy. (Jackie Sue, your perch on the best friend list is precarious after you posted the breakdancing picture...something to work on for you...) Also, I met BigMama and BooMama. They are total rock stars and I heart them a lot.

Anyway, I love everyone but I have got to sleep. A weekend like this, no one gets any sleep. And I supposedly have to be at work on time tomorrow. Here's hoping!

Muscle Control

To my great pleasure, I happened to catch the women's Olympic trampoline finals this evening. I am a fan of anything that involves tricks. I love the trampoline. And, in my shortest post of the year, I would only like to add that I would give each of those ladies a gold medal for not wetting their leotards. I am IMPRESSED.

Feverish

I doubt that I can adequately express how excited I am to see this video on the TV. Perfect = Jim-Dwight-Andy trifecta. I can't wait for this show to come back. Plus, it's combining the Funny I love with the Olympics I love!

Speaking of the Olympics, I cannot get enough. I stayed up WAY too late last night because I just cannot stop myself from watching. Men's gymnastics? That stuff is INSANE, people. I love to watch it and just dream about the amount of strength it takes to do those tricks. I am SO SO SO excited to watch my girl Shawn Johnson and the rest of the women's team tonight. There will be no sleeping for me this week. I'm going to make it to work only by the grace of God.

A new favorite? Synchronized diving. Who knew? That is awesome. Diving is a very close second to my favorite Olympic sport of gymnastics. I just think it is incredibly cool. Also, there's the element of danger because my stomach drops to my toes every time their head comes close to the board. I live life on the edge. Vicariously, of course.

I think I might be in love with Michael Phelps. I mean, who isn't? He makes that swimming stuff look EASY. USA!!!!

So that's all I've got for now. Olympic fever.

Best Weekend Ever

I have wonderful friends in whom I just delight.  DELIGHT, people.  We love God, we love each other, and we love to have a good time just being.  With each other.  You can read more of these sentiments at one of these said friend's new blog.  I do not wish to repeat her words.  I only wish I could convey how much I love these people.  It is very sad to me that a lot of my favorites now live in different places.  It makes reunions like these bittersweet.  Caitlin, Meagan, and Jordan all came in town this weekend from their respective new towns.  Taylor is in town for the summer.  The rest of us just used them as an excuse to par-tay!  We are a group who loves to take pictures, and we did not disappoint ourselves.  I think I now have about 813,727 new photographs now.  Here are some of my favorites:

We like games.  We learned a new one (SIGNS), and it provided much laughter and gaiety.  I'm sitting with Jordan and Luke, mimicking Jordan's "sign".  

Jordan, mimicking Luke's sign.  Awesome.

Luke with Meagan's sign.

Fun times after dinner...#1

#2

#3, for reals

Where would I be as a gymnast without Meagan's guidance and support?

Right about...here.

I love the dancing !

Me and my boys of summer, Taylor and Jarrod:

So there you have it.  Just a little taste of the glory.  I miss all those moments!  I love the summertime.  In Jesus' Name we pray, amen.