I haven't posted to this blog in a really long time. I thought I should use it instead of the family blog... leave the negativity out of the blog most people will read. I just needed somewhere to write for a few seconds, somewhere that is out there but not really out there. Guess that probably doesn't make sense to anyone but me.
I have so much anger in my heart right now, so much dislike for so many people and things. Ironic that the title of this blog is "Happiness is a journey..."
Monday, February 20, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2007
Comedy Central
Several years ago, I started working part time for Academic Services for Student-Athletes. It's now my full-time job. I absolutely love it. Basically, I spend all of my time helping students make the transition from high school to college, teaching them how to balance their sport and their schoolwork. Sometimes I feel like a concerned big sister; other times, I feel like a nagging mom. Seriously, it's the best job in the world.
For real, where else could you experience comedy that takes place every single second, like you can in the academic center? For example, just last week, two football players are working on assignments in my office; a few minutes later, a female golfer, who happens to be from Sweden, comes in. As soon as she and I start to talk, football player #1 gets excited. (Apparently, girls with accents are hot.) So here's the conversation that takes place:
Okay, so now that I've typed out the entire conversation, I realize it won't be nearly as funny to anyone as it is to me. However, it had me laughing for days. He just said it so quietly, so seriously, and the girl just looked at him like he was odd. gotta love it.
For real, where else could you experience comedy that takes place every single second, like you can in the academic center? For example, just last week, two football players are working on assignments in my office; a few minutes later, a female golfer, who happens to be from Sweden, comes in. As soon as she and I start to talk, football player #1 gets excited. (Apparently, girls with accents are hot.) So here's the conversation that takes place:
Football Player #1: So, you're not from around here, are you?"
Girl Golfer from Sweden: No.
Football Player #2: I like your accent.
Girl: Thanks.
FB #1: Where are you from?
Girl: Sweden
FB #1: So you speak with a Swedish accent? (My thoughts: duh!")
Girl: Yes.
FB #1: I like it.
Girl: Thanks.
FB#2, ever so seriously: Do you like my accent? It's called "hood."
Okay, so now that I've typed out the entire conversation, I realize it won't be nearly as funny to anyone as it is to me. However, it had me laughing for days. He just said it so quietly, so seriously, and the girl just looked at him like he was odd. gotta love it.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
My favorite Stillwater boy left me today, headed for the windy city of Chicago. I wish I were going too. I've always wanted to go visit Chicago, especially during baseball season. Of course, the trip would be better if Mark Grace still played for the Cubbies and if he were single, but oh well... hopefully the boy will bring me back something fun. Even better, maybe he'll take me back one day.
In other news... I miss my family and Tysy. Grandma and I drove down to Shreveport two weeks ago for Derek's first game. The picture to the left is Tyson trying to get in the car when we were leaving. I made the mistake of rolling down the window to say bye...he tried to jump in. The dog is crazy.Monday, February 12, 2007
Many, many thanks
It's 3:00 on Monday afternoon, and here I sit, trying to begin a blog for what seems like the millionth time. Although I really should be working, I find it hard to concentrate on much this afternoon. Too much is going on inside this head of mine. Although my thoughts are good, they make it hard to be patient with life at times, even when I know that life is going to work out.
This impatience of mine is one reason that I am grateful for the online postings I have recently stumbled across. There are so many of you who have been a part of my life, individuals who have never been forgotten, but who have never been thanked enough - it is beautiful to see your lives, to read about the struggles and the heartache and the honesty and the love. It is a gentle reminder of God's goodness that encompasses this life
I wish I could tell all of you how you have encouraged me these past few weeks. To see the friendships that transcend time and place makes my heart smile with gladness, especially during a time of discouragement at the lack of godly relationships in this small Oklahoma town. Through you all, I have seen you don't have to be in the same place, doing the same thing for a godly friendship to exist. You can encourage one another and lift one another up even through something so seemingly as silly as an internet site.
Thank you, Lauren, Shannon, Rebekah, Rachel, Jen, Lindsey, and so many others, for showing the world what true friendship looks like, for allowing me to learn from you every single day, much like I did when we all interned that crazy summer, and for reminding me of why I love you girls so much. Seriously, can't I just pack up all of your families and move you to Stillwater?? There'd be free babysitting, I promise!
This impatience of mine is one reason that I am grateful for the online postings I have recently stumbled across. There are so many of you who have been a part of my life, individuals who have never been forgotten, but who have never been thanked enough - it is beautiful to see your lives, to read about the struggles and the heartache and the honesty and the love. It is a gentle reminder of God's goodness that encompasses this life
I wish I could tell all of you how you have encouraged me these past few weeks. To see the friendships that transcend time and place makes my heart smile with gladness, especially during a time of discouragement at the lack of godly relationships in this small Oklahoma town. Through you all, I have seen you don't have to be in the same place, doing the same thing for a godly friendship to exist. You can encourage one another and lift one another up even through something so seemingly as silly as an internet site.
Thank you, Lauren, Shannon, Rebekah, Rachel, Jen, Lindsey, and so many others, for showing the world what true friendship looks like, for allowing me to learn from you every single day, much like I did when we all interned that crazy summer, and for reminding me of why I love you girls so much. Seriously, can't I just pack up all of your families and move you to Stillwater?? There'd be free babysitting, I promise!
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