Sunday, January 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Its Fall finally
Dallas doesn't get much of a Fall. The leaves change overnight, last for a day, then start falling off. Which is sad because Fall is my favorite season. I do like it getting cold so I can make soup. Here is my latest reciepe which is Minestrone with a side of Brown Soda Bread- all homeade! Yum!
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
We have been so busy lately I have not had any time to catch up on my blogging. The pictures below should give you an idea.
She loves watching the squirrels
Our Fab trip to Cabo
Baby shower for B's Cousin
Habitat for Humanity with our Sunday School Class
One of my favorite shots of them-they both look so cute and innocent.
Annual Company Heart Walk
She loves watching the squirrelsTuesday, February 19, 2008
I AM the Alpha dog!
So I keep telling myself and our new puppy Hannah (I call her lil' bit). She needs an attitude check-its those crazy teenage dog years where she thinks she can talk back to her mom. She has developed a habit of barking at me when I tell her No and then when I go to grab her she runs from me. Harley, the sweet older brother he is, runs over to her and tries to tackle her to get her to stop. I think she gets on his nerves too because he throws me this look every now and then like ..can you please put her in time out or something. So I am reading up on how to handle this situation. Can't ground her from chasing squirls and take away her bones so I needed some professional help. I checked out Yahoo Answers. The gist of it is I need to be the Alpha dog and show her that I am the alpha dog. No more cuddling her all the time when she comes and nuzzles my hand. I mean business. I mean a squirt of water in the face!
So I keep telling myself and our new puppy Hannah (I call her lil' bit). She needs an attitude check-its those crazy teenage dog years where she thinks she can talk back to her mom. She has developed a habit of barking at me when I tell her No and then when I go to grab her she runs from me. Harley, the sweet older brother he is, runs over to her and tries to tackle her to get her to stop. I think she gets on his nerves too because he throws me this look every now and then like ..can you please put her in time out or something. So I am reading up on how to handle this situation. Can't ground her from chasing squirls and take away her bones so I needed some professional help. I checked out Yahoo Answers. The gist of it is I need to be the Alpha dog and show her that I am the alpha dog. No more cuddling her all the time when she comes and nuzzles my hand. I mean business. I mean a squirt of water in the face!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Some Random Foderal...
"Thou Bawdy fool-born gigglet"
"Thou spleeny rump-fed waigtail"
If Shakespear did your momma jokes he probably would have created this site.
If you need a quick intelligent come back find one here!
http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/shake_rule.html
"Thou Bawdy fool-born gigglet"
"Thou spleeny rump-fed waigtail"
If Shakespear did your momma jokes he probably would have created this site.
If you need a quick intelligent come back find one here!
http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/shake_rule.html
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
House Divided......
Ok Anyone who knows the Carmichaels know that they are diehard Florida Gator's fan. Especially Momma C.She actually got to run with them down on the field. So when SEC Football season starts up we all put on our favorite team colors and keep a close eye on the scoreboard. There are many school rivalry's but the biggest family one is when Auburn and Florida meet up. the house becomes divided. Staci, Drew, and I graduated from Auburn, B cheers for Florida because I don't think his actually has a team. After a rousing team smack talk we (B and I) parked it on the couch with some wings and beer to cheer up our team. (BTW Auburn won last year-the only team to beat the SEC Champs) It started off Good. Auburn brought their D game and kept the Gators in check. We scored first. Minus some smelly penatilties called on both ends it was a great game. So about the end of the third quarter. The tigers were in the lead and I felt confident that we would close it out with a win. I called it a night and settled down under the covers with book. Only to be interrupted but screams, stomps and grunts from the other room. I couldn't concentrate on my book so I huffed back in the living room. Wow 4th quarter 17 to 17. 14 seconds left on the clock. We let it run down. 4 seconds left and our kicker, a Freshy, was up to make it 40 yrds or something.He made it-we won. Oh wait the Gators, called a time out. It didn't count. I looked at Brandon. He was on the edge of the couch ringing his hands. Surely we couldn't do it again. Oh but we did. Auburn 20-Florida 17. And I have bragging rights for the next year. War Eagle!
Ok Anyone who knows the Carmichaels know that they are diehard Florida Gator's fan. Especially Momma C.She actually got to run with them down on the field. So when SEC Football season starts up we all put on our favorite team colors and keep a close eye on the scoreboard. There are many school rivalry's but the biggest family one is when Auburn and Florida meet up. the house becomes divided. Staci, Drew, and I graduated from Auburn, B cheers for Florida because I don't think his actually has a team. After a rousing team smack talk we (B and I) parked it on the couch with some wings and beer to cheer up our team. (BTW Auburn won last year-the only team to beat the SEC Champs) It started off Good. Auburn brought their D game and kept the Gators in check. We scored first. Minus some smelly penatilties called on both ends it was a great game. So about the end of the third quarter. The tigers were in the lead and I felt confident that we would close it out with a win. I called it a night and settled down under the covers with book. Only to be interrupted but screams, stomps and grunts from the other room. I couldn't concentrate on my book so I huffed back in the living room. Wow 4th quarter 17 to 17. 14 seconds left on the clock. We let it run down. 4 seconds left and our kicker, a Freshy, was up to make it 40 yrds or something.He made it-we won. Oh wait the Gators, called a time out. It didn't count. I looked at Brandon. He was on the edge of the couch ringing his hands. Surely we couldn't do it again. Oh but we did. Auburn 20-Florida 17. And I have bragging rights for the next year. War Eagle!
Sunday, August 26, 2007
My wonderful husband......
We are coming up on 2 months of marriage and I am so loving it or really I should WE are loving it! Brandon starts his new job this Monday. I am so excited for him. I believe that
God has some great things planned for him in this new role. He is such a warm, caring man. Everyday I find something about him that I am in awe about. Oh don't get me wrong, he has his faults too (I broke him of the wet towels on the bed and toliet seat being up) but they really pale in comparison.
God has some great things planned for him in this new role. He is such a warm, caring man. Everyday I find something about him that I am in awe about. Oh don't get me wrong, he has his faults too (I broke him of the wet towels on the bed and toliet seat being up) but they really pale in comparison.
We are still rounding up our wedding and honeymoon pics but here is one of my favs!
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
Losing my marbles....
Ok only 15 more days until the kaos is over and I can relax. Well for a few days at least. Everything is going fine with the wedding, but you know good ole Murphy. He'll show up. But I'm ready for him so bring it! I just need to keep my wits about me and focused-which I failed to do yesterday morning. Here is the story so get ready to laugh. I usually put my trash bags on top of my car hood to drive it down to the trash can when I head out to work in the morning (cause I'm lazy like that). However I was so distracted by everything that I needed to get done that day that I forgot about stopping to throw them away and pulled out of my apartment complex. Here I am driving down the road with two large white trash bags on the roof of my car. Oblivious. As I start gaining speed the next thing I hear is a whomp. And one goes flying off the back. I of course swerve, scarred by the sound, realized what it was, and pull into a near by parking lot. I got out and saw that the other one was still on top of the car and looked back on the road to see where the bag landed. Right in the middle of a busy intersection. And here comes a car headed straight for it. I turned my head, I couldn't look. I heard a whack, then another whack as the car behind that one totally ripped open the bag and the trash went everywhere. For some unknown reason I became really really embarrassed at that moment-I guess that it was because that was MY trash being spread out all over the road. Anywho, long story short I found a nearby dumpster to plop the other bag in and hastily exited the area. I called up Brandon to find some consolation for the litter that everyone was now driving over because of me and all he did was laugh and say "I love you." But really that was all I needed to hear.
My Mom...the next computer genious (in my family)
For those out there that have a parent or relative who is older and owns a computer you probably will beter understand the excitement that I'm about to share. My mom figured out on her own how to line up a 6 x 8 piece of paper in the printer and set the text to print on it...all on her own! No help from me whatsoever. Yeah I know. That is awesome!!! That was just her latest computer conquest. About a month ago she scanned a picture, attached that scanned picture to an email and sent it to me. All of this from someone who thought you couldn't have multiple applications/screens open at once. I think she might be ready to start her own blog...
For those out there that have a parent or relative who is older and owns a computer you probably will beter understand the excitement that I'm about to share. My mom figured out on her own how to line up a 6 x 8 piece of paper in the printer and set the text to print on it...all on her own! No help from me whatsoever. Yeah I know. That is awesome!!! That was just her latest computer conquest. About a month ago she scanned a picture, attached that scanned picture to an email and sent it to me. All of this from someone who thought you couldn't have multiple applications/screens open at once. I think she might be ready to start her own blog...
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
An evening with Damien Rice.........
What a wonderful night I had Monday. Brandon and I spent the evening at the magestic theater langerously listening to the smoky sounds of Damien Rice. What is so great about him is that he sounds just like his CD-which is rare today in the music age. Some of my fav songs he sings are Cannonball, Eskimo, Blower's Daughter, and his new one Dogs. Check out his site! http://www.damienrice.com/home.html
What a wonderful night I had Monday. Brandon and I spent the evening at the magestic theater langerously listening to the smoky sounds of Damien Rice. What is so great about him is that he sounds just like his CD-which is rare today in the music age. Some of my fav songs he sings are Cannonball, Eskimo, Blower's Daughter, and his new one Dogs. Check out his site! http://www.damienrice.com/home.html
Friday, May 04, 2007
Countdown till the big day.....
Wow I can't believe that in 57 days I will be Mrs. Brandon Carmichael.There is so much left to do! Brandon reassures me that I am way ahead of schedule and I think my caterer is getting annoyed with my pushiness to start discussing menu options but I can't stop the pace I have now! Good ole project management skills are really paying off. We have an awesome task list which I have outlined the baseline start dates of a task and the actual start dates and current status. And to draw attention to those tasks that might have slipped behind schedule have outlined them in red with big bold words OVERDUE (so someone, um hum, Brandon can take notice of them.) But he really is being such a big help-I would be in a whole lot worse state of obsessive compulsive task management if he hadn't stepped in and taken some of the burden off of me.
God found us an awesome house to rent as well and I move in the first of June. What is really funny about the house is the bathroom. Its a sunken tub-not level with the ground. I only caught a glimpse of it as we were passing through the house and now my mind is playing tricks on me with visions of it being so deep in the ground that I will have to have a ladder to climb out of it. But wait that's not all-it also has two shower heads which Brandon is excited about because will actually get to know what it feels like to be totally submersed by a shower (he's 6'6 and always have to stoop to get his hair wet under normal showers). But wait that's not all either-it has angled mirrors above the tub ?!? Yeah I know. I guess someone before us wanted to see how clean they were from all angles. Another lemon that we are making into lemonade that it has no closets so we are going to turn the smallest bedroom into a walk in closet! How great is that! I going to have a whole room where I can store my shoes, purse, clothes. I feel almost like the movie stars on Cribs.
Wow I can't believe that in 57 days I will be Mrs. Brandon Carmichael.There is so much left to do! Brandon reassures me that I am way ahead of schedule and I think my caterer is getting annoyed with my pushiness to start discussing menu options but I can't stop the pace I have now! Good ole project management skills are really paying off. We have an awesome task list which I have outlined the baseline start dates of a task and the actual start dates and current status. And to draw attention to those tasks that might have slipped behind schedule have outlined them in red with big bold words OVERDUE (so someone, um hum, Brandon can take notice of them.) But he really is being such a big help-I would be in a whole lot worse state of obsessive compulsive task management if he hadn't stepped in and taken some of the burden off of me.
God found us an awesome house to rent as well and I move in the first of June. What is really funny about the house is the bathroom. Its a sunken tub-not level with the ground. I only caught a glimpse of it as we were passing through the house and now my mind is playing tricks on me with visions of it being so deep in the ground that I will have to have a ladder to climb out of it. But wait that's not all-it also has two shower heads which Brandon is excited about because will actually get to know what it feels like to be totally submersed by a shower (he's 6'6 and always have to stoop to get his hair wet under normal showers). But wait that's not all either-it has angled mirrors above the tub ?!? Yeah I know. I guess someone before us wanted to see how clean they were from all angles. Another lemon that we are making into lemonade that it has no closets so we are going to turn the smallest bedroom into a walk in closet! How great is that! I going to have a whole room where I can store my shoes, purse, clothes. I feel almost like the movie stars on Cribs.
Friday, March 02, 2007
20 WAYS TO MAINTAIN A HEALTHY LEVEL OF INSANITY
A friend sent this to me and I just had to share it with the rest of the world!
1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don’t disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries withthat.
4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it “IN”.
5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten overtheir caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
6. In the memo field of all your checks, write “for smuggling diamonds”.
7. Finish all your sentences with “in accordance with the prophecy”.
8. Don’t use any punctuation.
9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat - with a serious face.
11. Specify that your drive-through order is, “to go!”
12. Sing along at the opera.
13. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds allday at work.
14. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don’t rhyme.
15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can’t attend their partybecause you’re not in the mood.
16. Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Bottom.
17. When the money comes out the ATM, scream “I won! I won!”
18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling,“run for your lives, they’re loose!!”
19. Tell your children over dinner “due to the economy, we are going to haveto let one of you go.”
20. Make someone smile by passing this along.
Its called therapy
A friend sent this to me and I just had to share it with the rest of the world!
1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don’t disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries withthat.
4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it “IN”.
5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten overtheir caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
6. In the memo field of all your checks, write “for smuggling diamonds”.
7. Finish all your sentences with “in accordance with the prophecy”.
8. Don’t use any punctuation.
9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat - with a serious face.
11. Specify that your drive-through order is, “to go!”
12. Sing along at the opera.
13. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds allday at work.
14. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don’t rhyme.
15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can’t attend their partybecause you’re not in the mood.
16. Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Bottom.
17. When the money comes out the ATM, scream “I won! I won!”
18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling,“run for your lives, they’re loose!!”
19. Tell your children over dinner “due to the economy, we are going to haveto let one of you go.”
20. Make someone smile by passing this along.
Its called therapy
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
So the stock market droped yesterday and alot of people lost alot of money but I'm sure it will bounce back. I just took over my IRA this past year and learning all the new termology pertaining to investing is my newest challenge...put, call, long capital, short capital. I took a Graduate level investments class in college but I struggled through it, so Investiments For Dummies might be my main source of knowledge. But I was thinking when I was brushing my teeth this morning (i can multi task) about how much wealth people have tied up in stocks and really all it is is numbers on the computer screens. Electronic Tranactions. If something were to happen like suddenly all computers throughout the world stopped working it would be mania. There would be car wrecks because the stop lights wouldn't work, in a hospital Doctors wouldn't be able to get back lab results, and what about the airlines....It is really scary to see how our lifestyles are so dependent on computers. I for one would not be able to work as I spend 8 hrs a day on a computer.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
It's Official!! and here is how it happened.....
Brandon: Umm so, I guess we should start with me going to Florida. I had gone to Florida a couple of weeks ahead of time to secure the bling. And you had kinda known what I was going for.
Becky: Yeah you made it kinda obvious, I mean umm the excuse of how you had to go and get your brother a Christmas present was kinda dumb.
Brandon: Fortunately however my plans to ask you to marry me weren’t that lame :)
They sent the ring to me on Thursday and on Monday I spent all day trying to get in touch with someone to see if I could propose on the top floor of the Chase building.
Becky: Did you always want to take me to the place where we had our fist kiss?
Brandon: I wanted to go to that exact spot where we had our first kiss, meanwhile, I had a friend of mine start working on photoshoping your favorite painting. I had to sneak away Saturday morning to print it out.
Becky: Oh so that’s why you left, you said you had to go look up something on the internet at work…something about Christmas presents...very sneaky!
Brandon: Then my uncle hooked me up and gave me the number of the manager of the Petroleum club located on top of the chase building and was able to get one of his clients to sponsor us for dinner.
Becky: Ok did you go pee anytime between then… I mean lets cut to the good stuff, I know you worked really hard, you made the moment really special…..
Brandon: I was able to get everything together with the help of the petroleum club…
Becky: Anyways we need to back up and say that you had asked me to dinner, and you said you were taking me somewhere nice before we went our separate ways for Christmas.
Brandon: Did you ever think I wasn’t going to ask you?
Becky: Yeah I did, because you procrastinate.
Brandon: I wasn’t procrastinating I was trying to get the money together; you were the one that said that it had to be a carrot or nothing,
Becky: ANYWAYS, you had asked me to dinner and I kinda thought in the back of my mind that hmmm he could ask me. But you had said sometime in January. So I rushed home from work and got dressed up and headed to see you. I got stuck in traffic and ended up being like 30 min late meeting you.
Brandon: Actually that worked out really well because I told the guy we were going to be there at 7:30 but Shane was able to tell them we were running late.
Becky: So I finally arrived at your work and you came out wearing a suit and YOU SHAVED…I should have known something was up!
Brandon: I was doing my best to act nonchalant despite the fact that my stomach and my heart was in my throat.
Becky: Aww really? Why were you nervous?
Brandon: Because, for a couple of reasons, I wasn’t sure you were going to say yes, and that it is a huge deal for you to say that you would spend the rest of your life with me because your so independent.
Becky: Well I kinda gave a hard time about that earlier, about saying yes or no, I wanted to leave you guessing. I don’t want to be predictable.
Brandon: Well that’s good ;)
Becky: Ok so we are in the car and you had a map of the place we were supposed to be going.
Brandon: Even though it was a fake map and I drove around in circles in case you would have caught on.
Becky: I was blissfully unaware the whole time until we reached the elevator and once you pushed the button for the top floor the elevator lurched and I somehow remembered that feeling before, I kinda had a slight suspicion that it was the Chase tower.
Brandon: AKA the kissy building.
Becky: Kissy building yay!!
Becky: So we got off the elevator.
Brandon: I grabbed your hand and guided you over in the direction where everything was set up.
Becky: I thought that you were going to take me over to the spot of our first kiss and kiss me again and I thought that was really sweet.
Brandon: Then I said we are going to have to give the building a new name.
Becky: Yep uh didn’t understand where that came from, but then I saw a rose petals on the ground and a table with 2 champagne glasses and yellow roses and an easel with a blue cloth draped over it. I was thinking that we are kinda interrupting someone’s moment and them you walked over and took of the blue velvet and it was a picture of a man on his knee looking like he was proposing.
Brandon: I said I had something made for you and I think I said I had something to ask you and I got down on one knee and about for 5 seconds you had this look of udder disbelief and started to cry and I said “Becky I have grown to love you more every day over the last 17 months and while I could never deserve you, I want to spend the rest of my life thanking you and God for knowing you. Will you spend the rest of your life with me, will you marry me?”
Becky: Did I ever say yes?
Brandon: You shook your head… wait a minute what are you trying to say?! You couldn’t speak.
Becky: I was in shock, my blood was rushing to my ears. I didn’t really process what you were saying, I was waiting for you to ask me those three little words and then that would be my cue to answer. And I ran and hugged you when you were on the ground still on one knee. Then we kissed and hugged and cried, well I did that last part. Honestly babe it was the most exciting and momentous day of my life so far. I just knew at the moment there was no other answer but Yes. Becky: And then I kept sporadically crying for the rest evening.
Brandon: And we didn’t eat much of our dinners.
Becky: Because we were to busy being happy and trying to get in touch with our folks to tell them the good news.
Becky: B, the ring is gorgeous, I couldn’t believe it was mine, I thought I would have to give it back at the end of the evening. I’m so happy that I’m going to be the future Mrs. Michael Brandon Carmichael.
Brandon: You know once you take my name you have to start obeying me.
Becky: Umm I think the vows you have to say, say something about obeying me as well.
Brandon: That’s why I think we need to write our own…..
Brandon: Umm so, I guess we should start with me going to Florida. I had gone to Florida a couple of weeks ahead of time to secure the bling. And you had kinda known what I was going for.
Becky: Yeah you made it kinda obvious, I mean umm the excuse of how you had to go and get your brother a Christmas present was kinda dumb.
Brandon: Fortunately however my plans to ask you to marry me weren’t that lame :)
They sent the ring to me on Thursday and on Monday I spent all day trying to get in touch with someone to see if I could propose on the top floor of the Chase building.
Becky: Did you always want to take me to the place where we had our fist kiss?
Brandon: I wanted to go to that exact spot where we had our first kiss, meanwhile, I had a friend of mine start working on photoshoping your favorite painting. I had to sneak away Saturday morning to print it out.
Becky: Oh so that’s why you left, you said you had to go look up something on the internet at work…something about Christmas presents...very sneaky!
Brandon: Then my uncle hooked me up and gave me the number of the manager of the Petroleum club located on top of the chase building and was able to get one of his clients to sponsor us for dinner.
Becky: Ok did you go pee anytime between then… I mean lets cut to the good stuff, I know you worked really hard, you made the moment really special…..
Brandon: I was able to get everything together with the help of the petroleum club…
Becky: Anyways we need to back up and say that you had asked me to dinner, and you said you were taking me somewhere nice before we went our separate ways for Christmas.
Brandon: Did you ever think I wasn’t going to ask you?
Becky: Yeah I did, because you procrastinate.
Brandon: I wasn’t procrastinating I was trying to get the money together; you were the one that said that it had to be a carrot or nothing,
Becky: ANYWAYS, you had asked me to dinner and I kinda thought in the back of my mind that hmmm he could ask me. But you had said sometime in January. So I rushed home from work and got dressed up and headed to see you. I got stuck in traffic and ended up being like 30 min late meeting you.
Brandon: Actually that worked out really well because I told the guy we were going to be there at 7:30 but Shane was able to tell them we were running late.
Becky: So I finally arrived at your work and you came out wearing a suit and YOU SHAVED…I should have known something was up!
Brandon: I was doing my best to act nonchalant despite the fact that my stomach and my heart was in my throat.
Becky: Aww really? Why were you nervous?
Brandon: Because, for a couple of reasons, I wasn’t sure you were going to say yes, and that it is a huge deal for you to say that you would spend the rest of your life with me because your so independent.
Becky: Well I kinda gave a hard time about that earlier, about saying yes or no, I wanted to leave you guessing. I don’t want to be predictable.
Brandon: Well that’s good ;)
Becky: Ok so we are in the car and you had a map of the place we were supposed to be going.
Brandon: Even though it was a fake map and I drove around in circles in case you would have caught on.
Becky: I was blissfully unaware the whole time until we reached the elevator and once you pushed the button for the top floor the elevator lurched and I somehow remembered that feeling before, I kinda had a slight suspicion that it was the Chase tower.
Brandon: AKA the kissy building.
Becky: Kissy building yay!!
Becky: So we got off the elevator.
Brandon: I grabbed your hand and guided you over in the direction where everything was set up.
Becky: I thought that you were going to take me over to the spot of our first kiss and kiss me again and I thought that was really sweet.
Brandon: Then I said we are going to have to give the building a new name.
Becky: Yep uh didn’t understand where that came from, but then I saw a rose petals on the ground and a table with 2 champagne glasses and yellow roses and an easel with a blue cloth draped over it. I was thinking that we are kinda interrupting someone’s moment and them you walked over and took of the blue velvet and it was a picture of a man on his knee looking like he was proposing.
Brandon: I said I had something made for you and I think I said I had something to ask you and I got down on one knee and about for 5 seconds you had this look of udder disbelief and started to cry and I said “Becky I have grown to love you more every day over the last 17 months and while I could never deserve you, I want to spend the rest of my life thanking you and God for knowing you. Will you spend the rest of your life with me, will you marry me?”
Becky: Did I ever say yes?
Brandon: You shook your head… wait a minute what are you trying to say?! You couldn’t speak.
Becky: I was in shock, my blood was rushing to my ears. I didn’t really process what you were saying, I was waiting for you to ask me those three little words and then that would be my cue to answer. And I ran and hugged you when you were on the ground still on one knee. Then we kissed and hugged and cried, well I did that last part. Honestly babe it was the most exciting and momentous day of my life so far. I just knew at the moment there was no other answer but Yes. Becky: And then I kept sporadically crying for the rest evening.
Brandon: And we didn’t eat much of our dinners.
Becky: Because we were to busy being happy and trying to get in touch with our folks to tell them the good news.
Becky: B, the ring is gorgeous, I couldn’t believe it was mine, I thought I would have to give it back at the end of the evening. I’m so happy that I’m going to be the future Mrs. Michael Brandon Carmichael.
Brandon: You know once you take my name you have to start obeying me.
Becky: Umm I think the vows you have to say, say something about obeying me as well.
Brandon: That’s why I think we need to write our own…..
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Sprained ankle and Wounded Pride......
Last Thursday I had an incident involving Harley, 3 inch pumps, and a step at B's appt that I have never seen in my life. The side of my foot swelled up to resemble an egg. Now I am not one to let a little thing like torn tendons to keep me down. I have to much to do: grocery shopping, laundry, and status meetings. A girls gotta earn a living. Long story short B and I went to Sams to get me a new car battery. While we were waiting on it we decided to walk around the store (actually he walked, I hobbled.) He was fussing and trying to find a wheel chair for me. I turned my back to look at something and next thing I know he picked me up, put me in the shopping basket and ordered me to stay put (I think he like that he got to boss me around:) I couldn't stand it. Everybody was looking at me. I draped my wrapped foot outside the cart to help ward off any thoughts that I was just lazy. That didnt help much. We passed by a lady that was giving away samples of meat balls and she looked at me when B grabed one and said "I hope you know that there is a weight limit on the carts." I couldn't believe it. I mean 4 cases of water would weigh more than me and I saw someone with at least 6. Of course B didn't understand the affront so I enlightened him (more like yelled) and he assured me that he would not be purchasing any meatballs today because of that. Humph. So I was cooling off over in the frozen chicken fillet section and a man walked by, looked at me and said "Your Pathetic. That is the most pathetic thing I have ever seen" My mouth dropped open. Brandon, oblivious again (bless his heart), laughed along. The guy obviously saw my mouth drop down to my chin then murmured "I was just joking." Yeah right. That was it. My pride had enough. I ordered B to stop the cart and I got out. I spent the rest of my time as the gimpy girl hang out by the DVDs.
Last Thursday I had an incident involving Harley, 3 inch pumps, and a step at B's appt that I have never seen in my life. The side of my foot swelled up to resemble an egg. Now I am not one to let a little thing like torn tendons to keep me down. I have to much to do: grocery shopping, laundry, and status meetings. A girls gotta earn a living. Long story short B and I went to Sams to get me a new car battery. While we were waiting on it we decided to walk around the store (actually he walked, I hobbled.) He was fussing and trying to find a wheel chair for me. I turned my back to look at something and next thing I know he picked me up, put me in the shopping basket and ordered me to stay put (I think he like that he got to boss me around:) I couldn't stand it. Everybody was looking at me. I draped my wrapped foot outside the cart to help ward off any thoughts that I was just lazy. That didnt help much. We passed by a lady that was giving away samples of meat balls and she looked at me when B grabed one and said "I hope you know that there is a weight limit on the carts." I couldn't believe it. I mean 4 cases of water would weigh more than me and I saw someone with at least 6. Of course B didn't understand the affront so I enlightened him (more like yelled) and he assured me that he would not be purchasing any meatballs today because of that. Humph. So I was cooling off over in the frozen chicken fillet section and a man walked by, looked at me and said "Your Pathetic. That is the most pathetic thing I have ever seen" My mouth dropped open. Brandon, oblivious again (bless his heart), laughed along. The guy obviously saw my mouth drop down to my chin then murmured "I was just joking." Yeah right. That was it. My pride had enough. I ordered B to stop the cart and I got out. I spent the rest of my time as the gimpy girl hang out by the DVDs.
Friday, September 29, 2006
My Laptop Miracle.....
It was about 2 days before my big presentation (which I just delivered to day and nailed it thanks to my lovin and supportive BF) and I was working overtime like I have been doing the past few nights. My laptop was open and sitting on the table and I went to go grab a glass of water. As I was heading back to the table to sit down I stubbed my toe on the chair and put the glass down to rub it. However I didn't really look where I was putting the glass down and I ended up spilling about a full glass all over my computer. The computer made that click sound like someone just turned of the TV. And I just stood there for a second in shock. Did this really just happen? No I imagined it. NO I DID NOT. I tipped over the computer to get as much water out and ran into the bathroom and put the hairdryer (low setting) on it. I kept thinking, it is ok, it is ok. I'm sure my company has accident insurance. I will just take it by the help desk tomorrow and they will make it good as new. RIGHT. Like I really was that calm. I am FREAKING OUT. My work is on that. Eight hours it took me to put this presentation together. I am zero productive without my computer. So I called B. What an angel he was to me. He prayed for me right then and there. I felt better. I KNEW God can handle it. I called the company helpdesk. I thought that they could have some additional insight. Basically they told me that someone will contact me in the morning. So I lost my worry in deep sleep, comfort that it is in God's hand, and a really weird dream about grocery store shopping where B bought a gallon of Maple syrup. The next morning I waited anxiously by my phone at work to find out the fate of my laptop. The tech guy called and told me the news that made my gut wrench. That any liquid spills are considered User Abuse and my boss would get the bill for a new motherboard which will cost $1200 (I knew that ultimately I would pay $1200.) Now you are probably like $1200 is not a big deal. WELL it is to me you see I am trying to save up for ummm a big event that might happen sometime next year. And last month I had to get my breaks fixed, and that hit my savings. This month I got to get a battery and new tires.. you get the picture. So needless to say this could not have come at a more inopportune time. So when my boss came in I decided to bite the bullet and tell him. I am sure he could tell that I had been crying. He is such a great boss and I wouldn't expect anything less than the wonderful understanding attitude that he has always shown me. As I was leaving and felt somewhat better I saw the tech guy that picked up my computer. He said it is back on my desk and is working. He said that all he did was take out my battery and put it back in and it worked. Now my coworkers that know the story walk by and say that is the laptop that was touched by the hand of God. So next time you get a computer problem call the helpdesk in Heaven. Oh and my new mantra from here on out..."Drink by the Sink."
It was about 2 days before my big presentation (which I just delivered to day and nailed it thanks to my lovin and supportive BF) and I was working overtime like I have been doing the past few nights. My laptop was open and sitting on the table and I went to go grab a glass of water. As I was heading back to the table to sit down I stubbed my toe on the chair and put the glass down to rub it. However I didn't really look where I was putting the glass down and I ended up spilling about a full glass all over my computer. The computer made that click sound like someone just turned of the TV. And I just stood there for a second in shock. Did this really just happen? No I imagined it. NO I DID NOT. I tipped over the computer to get as much water out and ran into the bathroom and put the hairdryer (low setting) on it. I kept thinking, it is ok, it is ok. I'm sure my company has accident insurance. I will just take it by the help desk tomorrow and they will make it good as new. RIGHT. Like I really was that calm. I am FREAKING OUT. My work is on that. Eight hours it took me to put this presentation together. I am zero productive without my computer. So I called B. What an angel he was to me. He prayed for me right then and there. I felt better. I KNEW God can handle it. I called the company helpdesk. I thought that they could have some additional insight. Basically they told me that someone will contact me in the morning. So I lost my worry in deep sleep, comfort that it is in God's hand, and a really weird dream about grocery store shopping where B bought a gallon of Maple syrup. The next morning I waited anxiously by my phone at work to find out the fate of my laptop. The tech guy called and told me the news that made my gut wrench. That any liquid spills are considered User Abuse and my boss would get the bill for a new motherboard which will cost $1200 (I knew that ultimately I would pay $1200.) Now you are probably like $1200 is not a big deal. WELL it is to me you see I am trying to save up for ummm a big event that might happen sometime next year. And last month I had to get my breaks fixed, and that hit my savings. This month I got to get a battery and new tires.. you get the picture. So needless to say this could not have come at a more inopportune time. So when my boss came in I decided to bite the bullet and tell him. I am sure he could tell that I had been crying. He is such a great boss and I wouldn't expect anything less than the wonderful understanding attitude that he has always shown me. As I was leaving and felt somewhat better I saw the tech guy that picked up my computer. He said it is back on my desk and is working. He said that all he did was take out my battery and put it back in and it worked. Now my coworkers that know the story walk by and say that is the laptop that was touched by the hand of God. So next time you get a computer problem call the helpdesk in Heaven. Oh and my new mantra from here on out..."Drink by the Sink."
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Baby Got Book (WhiteboyDJ.com)
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Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Magnetic Poetry.......
Just putting up the last pieces of magnetic poetry on the fridge and then I am completely moved in (and 95 % unpacked) See the magnetic poetry is a milestone, a high level task if you will. I have been reading up on my Project management, specifically schedule control. It gets confusing and really boring especially if I can't apply it practically. I'm wondering if PM is for me...Oh I enjoy bossing people around (ask B about it) but having that full responsibility and the stress that comes with it gives me a little "ehh" with a side cringe. But Business Analysis, I love! Writing requirements is like a cup of tea with a piece of chocolate cake on the side. And test scripts, I approach them with the same tenacity as picking out a pair of shoes to match my new outfit. I'm starting to see that being a Business Analyst might just be my calling in the corporate world. (Now if I can just talk B into letting me work at home while taking ; care of the mini Bs ;)
Insightful Humbuggery: Don't try and glue your earring and put the super glue tube in your mouth while you try to stick the two pieces of your earring together. You end up getting super glue on your teeth which then dries and doesn't come off unless you use a fingernail file. And don't file too hard because you can take off some of your tooth enamel and then have to pay a killer dentist bill for cavities.
Just putting up the last pieces of magnetic poetry on the fridge and then I am completely moved in (and 95 % unpacked) See the magnetic poetry is a milestone, a high level task if you will. I have been reading up on my Project management, specifically schedule control. It gets confusing and really boring especially if I can't apply it practically. I'm wondering if PM is for me...Oh I enjoy bossing people around (ask B about it) but having that full responsibility and the stress that comes with it gives me a little "ehh" with a side cringe. But Business Analysis, I love! Writing requirements is like a cup of tea with a piece of chocolate cake on the side. And test scripts, I approach them with the same tenacity as picking out a pair of shoes to match my new outfit. I'm starting to see that being a Business Analyst might just be my calling in the corporate world. (Now if I can just talk B into letting me work at home while taking ; care of the mini Bs ;)
Insightful Humbuggery: Don't try and glue your earring and put the super glue tube in your mouth while you try to stick the two pieces of your earring together. You end up getting super glue on your teeth which then dries and doesn't come off unless you use a fingernail file. And don't file too hard because you can take off some of your tooth enamel and then have to pay a killer dentist bill for cavities.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Captivating...
B gave me this book for my Birthday. I have been eyeing it for a while but couldn't convince myself to pay $20 for it. Boy I wish I bought it sooner. It is wonderful! I'm only on the second chapter due to the fact that it is one of those books that you need to be in a quiet place with no distractions. It is written by the wife of the author that wrote "Wild At Heart" a book about a Man nature designed God's way. I read that one and learned a great deal. However this one.. I have been recommending it to every woman I know. I'll highlight some great parts later. Here is the link to check it out online: Captivating
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
B and I at Emili's graduation party.
So B is over in China for 2 weeks and for the first two days I went through withdrawl. I'm doing better now-I am double dog sitting for miss priss Stella who is cute as a button and my good ole pale Harley. It is so funny to see the dogs interact together because Harley is 10 times Stella's size. They try to eat one anothers food and I have to constently watch them. Also they get jealous of the other if I am pay attention to one of them. I'm also looking foward to using this time to catch up on some reading. Hey the final of American Idol is tomorrow. I know Taylor is going to win. He is from Alabama in case you didn't know that I am from Alabama as well. I have to support the Bama Boy!
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Can Angels Sin?
I was asked this question by a young girl who was in my Disciple Now group the other weekend. Now if you Google this, you will find many different answers but the following is what I believe. God gave the angels the same option as He gave humans: To choose to disobey Him or not. Lucifer chose not. So really yes, they can sin-they sin at that moment when they choose something else over God.
I was asked this question by a young girl who was in my Disciple Now group the other weekend. Now if you Google this, you will find many different answers but the following is what I believe. God gave the angels the same option as He gave humans: To choose to disobey Him or not. Lucifer chose not. So really yes, they can sin-they sin at that moment when they choose something else over God.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
How about we count Friday as part of the weekend?
That would be 3 days off and I think I could get everything done. I am trying to get a hold of the 8 to 5 deal. In college I had hours in between classes to get things done. But now in the real world 24 hours just isn't enough. I so enjoy my job though. The commute is a killer, about a 45 min drive.
Anyways I had to put this picture on my blog. Brandon doesn't know that I'm doing it but I wanted everyone to see. Doesn't he look fabulous and totally in his element! For those that don't know he is wearing a kilt. I mean a utlity kilt. Red explained it to me that you can't wear another clan's tartan colors cause it is just wrong. I totally understand-it would be like me wearing a Bama shirt. A NO! He got it at the Irish festival we went to last weekend, it was so much fun. I had my eye on a shirt that said "Kilt Inspector" but I decided to pass. Oh yeah-Harley came also! Come to find out he is a big Guiness fan!
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Answer to Prayer
Attention to all skeptics out there: Whomever said that prayer doesn't work needs to come and talk to me and I would be happy to share the awesomeness of God's grace in my life. I have a job! And not just any job-my dream job that I would have never imagined in a million years of actually having. I am in awe how He worked everything out. I start in a week and I can't wait. I feel so grown up now-a real job! Thanks to all who have kept me in their prayers about this.
Attention to all skeptics out there: Whomever said that prayer doesn't work needs to come and talk to me and I would be happy to share the awesomeness of God's grace in my life. I have a job! And not just any job-my dream job that I would have never imagined in a million years of actually having. I am in awe how He worked everything out. I start in a week and I can't wait. I feel so grown up now-a real job! Thanks to all who have kept me in their prayers about this.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Here I am!
Well I made it to Dallas. I can't believe I actually made the move. I had my first "real job" interview this past Tuesday and I did terrible. The funny thing is, is that I'm really not that upset about it. Probably because I didn't want the job anyways. I have another interview with the company I really like this coming up this Monday. I'm learning my way around slowly. I always thought I would freak out driving in really crazy traffic but it isn't so bad. You just have to remember to drive offensively as well as defensively. It is great though, being so close to Brandon and getting to see him. My apartment is cozy and I know I will slim up for bathing suit season because it is on the third floor. All in all, except for an occasional bout of home sickness, I am having a great time!
Well I made it to Dallas. I can't believe I actually made the move. I had my first "real job" interview this past Tuesday and I did terrible. The funny thing is, is that I'm really not that upset about it. Probably because I didn't want the job anyways. I have another interview with the company I really like this coming up this Monday. I'm learning my way around slowly. I always thought I would freak out driving in really crazy traffic but it isn't so bad. You just have to remember to drive offensively as well as defensively. It is great though, being so close to Brandon and getting to see him. My apartment is cozy and I know I will slim up for bathing suit season because it is on the third floor. All in all, except for an occasional bout of home sickness, I am having a great time!
Sunday, January 08, 2006
A Letter to Anne...
I am about to embark on a fabulous adventure, a huge change in my life, and drawing from the strength of those who I love and have loved, I thought back to my Grandmother Anne. She was a very special and influential woman in my life. Even though I spent a small amount of time with her (she past away when I was in 5th grade) her life and the lessons she taught me will remain with me throughout. She came from a large farming family in Pennsylvania and when the war came about she left to train as a nurse and later on started the nursing program at UAB in Alabama. I will always remember how she was there for me in the moments I needed peace: When my sister was born, when I finally rode my bike without training wheels, the outfit she bought me for my first day of school, the Lords Prayer that she taught to me after I had awoke from a nightmare. She taught me that failing is giving up before you have tried. Every major accomplishment that I have through God's grace I dedicate to her and I know that she is looking down smiling at me.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
This year has come and gone..
I can't really believe 2005 is over with. Not to sound so prosaic but it really did go by so fast. Most likely because I kept busy. And something else I can't really believe is that I'm moving to Dallas in 12 days and I haven't begun to pack. Everyone keeps asking me "Are you excited?" Yes and no. If I was moving there for fun-Heck yes! But I'm not. I'm moving for a career and after spending 3 hrs tonight looking through online job banks I am a little disheartened. I'm recurrently running into the 'IT Catch 22' or so I like to call it. I cant' get a job unless I have experience and I can't get experience unless I have a job. Huh? Yeah I asked my self that same question. I mean doesn't a college degree count for something anymore? By my efforts tonight-I guess not. Look I don't mean to gripe. I do feel that God has a position out there for me somewhere in Dallas, hopefully not a restuarant position and hopefully something with my hard earned education. Christina said something really great to me the other day.."Becky, you are just looking for a microwave answer to your problem and it is not going to happen that way." And I know why, she said and I know it.. I'm being taught something, patience? perserverence? No.. its more. A blind and desperate dependancy on God for his will in my life. Wow I wasn't planning on writing any of this but I'm glad I got it out. Here is a picture of Julie and I on Christmas. She is trying out the new hairbush our Mom gave us on me.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Funny Story
So working at a hopspital is definitely an eye opener to the side rawness and fraility of human life. the postives and the negatives. I am a humble secretary who works behind the scenes entering in doctor's order and ocassionally bringing blankets or ginger ale to patients. Many instances I get mistaken for a nurse and asked medical questions on such instances was last night. I answer the patient's call phone at the desk and this elderly black male patient could not clearly tell me what he needed so I proceded into his room to get a clearer answer. He said "Let me show you something." I said "Ok" hesitantly. He then threw the sheet off and whipped out his frank and beans and said "Does this look ok to you?" pointing at the catheter that he had in place. I said "I don't know sir is it bothering you?" trying not to die of laughter. (My experience relating to male anatomy if very very limited) "Let me go and get the nurse" I said as I scurried quickly out of the room. Needless to say the next five minutes or so when he called back in and his nurse asked what he wanted, I said "I'm not sure, your turn to check."
So working at a hopspital is definitely an eye opener to the side rawness and fraility of human life. the postives and the negatives. I am a humble secretary who works behind the scenes entering in doctor's order and ocassionally bringing blankets or ginger ale to patients. Many instances I get mistaken for a nurse and asked medical questions on such instances was last night. I answer the patient's call phone at the desk and this elderly black male patient could not clearly tell me what he needed so I proceded into his room to get a clearer answer. He said "Let me show you something." I said "Ok" hesitantly. He then threw the sheet off and whipped out his frank and beans and said "Does this look ok to you?" pointing at the catheter that he had in place. I said "I don't know sir is it bothering you?" trying not to die of laughter. (My experience relating to male anatomy if very very limited) "Let me go and get the nurse" I said as I scurried quickly out of the room. Needless to say the next five minutes or so when he called back in and his nurse asked what he wanted, I said "I'm not sure, your turn to check."
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus
I have always been into the study of gender differentiation, societal impact, nuture vs. nature. It has turned oh I guess ever since my parents divorced into an interest in relationships and interaction between men and women. Lately I have become a relationship book junkie. Currently I am reading a book on commited realtionships by Dr. John Gray the bestselling author of Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. He has a very interesting theory that I am eager to comment about. He thinks that a woman's needs in a realtionship has changed over the years. Back in the stone ages women needed to feel physical security. Times were dangerous, and they weren't strong enough to protect themselves and their young from wild animals. Then it progressed into financial security. Women became mercernary, marrying a man that has the most because they believed that they could provide the most, for them and any children they had. Now, it evolved into emotional security. There is a shift that has been occuring, a redefining of gender roles. Women no longer need physical security (we can buy guns), Women no longer need financial security (we can earn to support ourselves and our children). What women are looking for in men today is that they support them emotionally through their actions and words. We desire to be allowed to express our feelings within the confines of the relationship without any repercussions. If we have a bad day, we want our significant other to actively listen and offer sympathy and support. If we are have a major case of pms we want our man to pick us up some chocolate chip peanut butter cookie dough with out having to ask him. We want a husband, out of respect, to ask us before buying the new panasonic 50" wide screen (because the jvc one might just be a little bit better ;) And because of the new needs our relationships have new problems. Gray said that men are having to reprogram their natural way of thinking to adapt to these needs and it ain't easy for em.
I have always been into the study of gender differentiation, societal impact, nuture vs. nature. It has turned oh I guess ever since my parents divorced into an interest in relationships and interaction between men and women. Lately I have become a relationship book junkie. Currently I am reading a book on commited realtionships by Dr. John Gray the bestselling author of Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. He has a very interesting theory that I am eager to comment about. He thinks that a woman's needs in a realtionship has changed over the years. Back in the stone ages women needed to feel physical security. Times were dangerous, and they weren't strong enough to protect themselves and their young from wild animals. Then it progressed into financial security. Women became mercernary, marrying a man that has the most because they believed that they could provide the most, for them and any children they had. Now, it evolved into emotional security. There is a shift that has been occuring, a redefining of gender roles. Women no longer need physical security (we can buy guns), Women no longer need financial security (we can earn to support ourselves and our children). What women are looking for in men today is that they support them emotionally through their actions and words. We desire to be allowed to express our feelings within the confines of the relationship without any repercussions. If we have a bad day, we want our significant other to actively listen and offer sympathy and support. If we are have a major case of pms we want our man to pick us up some chocolate chip peanut butter cookie dough with out having to ask him. We want a husband, out of respect, to ask us before buying the new panasonic 50" wide screen (because the jvc one might just be a little bit better ;) And because of the new needs our relationships have new problems. Gray said that men are having to reprogram their natural way of thinking to adapt to these needs and it ain't easy for em.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
I was listening to Casting Crowns' album Lifesong today. The song is called "Praise you in this Storm" and the chorus is:
I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will life my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I can't explain what it meant hearing this and feeling the truth that poured out on me. What trials we face everyday whether big or small and how we vainly wrap ourselves with them thinking that we are left all alone to face it. How many tears have I cried in my 23 years? I don't know, but God does because He was there to catch each one.
Friday, October 14, 2005
Pheww..
I made it through this week! Starting a new job can be a little stressful, having to learn your way around, make new friends, not to mention learning the skills you need to do the job. A couple of times I thought, I can't do this. There is no way I can learn 350 medical terms, how to transcribe orders, and what's what and where's where in a week. Everytime I thought that, Philippians 3:14 kept popping up in my head "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." And the pressure just lifted, I know I can do it and in the process I will become stronger. I like the fact that Jesus is my number one fan.
I made it through this week! Starting a new job can be a little stressful, having to learn your way around, make new friends, not to mention learning the skills you need to do the job. A couple of times I thought, I can't do this. There is no way I can learn 350 medical terms, how to transcribe orders, and what's what and where's where in a week. Everytime I thought that, Philippians 3:14 kept popping up in my head "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." And the pressure just lifted, I know I can do it and in the process I will become stronger. I like the fact that Jesus is my number one fan.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
You Know What?!?
I have come to realize that my blogging doesn't necessarily have to be umm whats the phrase...oh i guess awe inspiring all the time. Its my blog so I can write if I want to. Hmm.. what to write, what to write...Well I'm starting a new job on Monday. A clerical job at a hospital. I'm looking foward to it because it will be an entirely new field and I get to wear scrubs! How cool is that! I'm doing it because I really would like to pursue and IT career in the healthcare field and knowing a little about the industry helps. I went to Ross, bad Becky bad, and got a really cool sweater/jacket for only $8. If I wear it 8 times, it would be like $1 a wear! Ummm...I tried the new pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks. It is ok but not my favorite, I like the gingerbread. My sweetie sent me a gorgeous miniature yellow rose bush for our 3 month anniversary! I moved in with my Dad and he just moved into a new house so there are tons of boxes to be unpacked. I asked him "When can this be expected to be cleaned up?" He said "A couple of weeks." Formula to translate into real time:
"John Howell time" x "procrastination" + "other important stuff" = "real time"
So "3 weeks" x "4 weeks" + "another 4 weeks" = " probably sometime next year."
I have come to realize that my blogging doesn't necessarily have to be umm whats the phrase...oh i guess awe inspiring all the time. Its my blog so I can write if I want to. Hmm.. what to write, what to write...Well I'm starting a new job on Monday. A clerical job at a hospital. I'm looking foward to it because it will be an entirely new field and I get to wear scrubs! How cool is that! I'm doing it because I really would like to pursue and IT career in the healthcare field and knowing a little about the industry helps. I went to Ross, bad Becky bad, and got a really cool sweater/jacket for only $8. If I wear it 8 times, it would be like $1 a wear! Ummm...I tried the new pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks. It is ok but not my favorite, I like the gingerbread. My sweetie sent me a gorgeous miniature yellow rose bush for our 3 month anniversary! I moved in with my Dad and he just moved into a new house so there are tons of boxes to be unpacked. I asked him "When can this be expected to be cleaned up?" He said "A couple of weeks." Formula to translate into real time:
"John Howell time" x "procrastination" + "other important stuff" = "real time"
So "3 weeks" x "4 weeks" + "another 4 weeks" = " probably sometime next year."
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Pride and Prejudice is Coming!!!!!!!!
For all you Jane Austen afficionados, I know you all are about to pee in your pants with excitement like me. I am a little skeptical about Keira Knightly playing Lizzy, I have heard good reviews though Jennifer Ehle really did set the bar. And nobody, I mean nobody, could ever replace Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy. However I am definitely counting down the days till the release-hot off the press the U.S. release is bumped up to November 11. For more info on the movie check out:
www.austenblog.com
www.prideandprejudicemovie.net
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Memories with God
I am reading a wonderful book called "Believing God" by Beth Moore. I read something the other day that really spoke to me. I am going through what I like to call “My Foyer” period. See, I like to compare each phase of my life to a certain room of a house. My younger years-I was in a nursery, high school-living room, etc… right now I picture my self in a foyer waiting to turn the knob and step outside into the real world. Well in this period of my life I have been experiencing some uncertainties, I know God has a plan for me, a path to follow but I just want to be sure I’m on the right track. Anyways Beth Moore talked about God’s promises to us and His faithfulness in fulfilling them. She talked about how we make memories with God based on our past history of knowing God and seeing him work in our lives. She said “He has undoubtedly been faithful to you, and your active remembrance of His faithfulness yesterday will greatly increase your willingness to trust Him today.” That sentence made me stop and think about all the times God has been faithful to me. One memory was when I was looking for an internship and He found one for me, another was when I was looking for a job, He came through also. Replaying those memories, re-living the doubt and anxiety, then letting the problem out of my control and into His hands refreshed and helped strengthen my confidence and trust in the belief that God is not only faithful, but that He is Faith.
I am reading a wonderful book called "Believing God" by Beth Moore. I read something the other day that really spoke to me. I am going through what I like to call “My Foyer” period. See, I like to compare each phase of my life to a certain room of a house. My younger years-I was in a nursery, high school-living room, etc… right now I picture my self in a foyer waiting to turn the knob and step outside into the real world. Well in this period of my life I have been experiencing some uncertainties, I know God has a plan for me, a path to follow but I just want to be sure I’m on the right track. Anyways Beth Moore talked about God’s promises to us and His faithfulness in fulfilling them. She talked about how we make memories with God based on our past history of knowing God and seeing him work in our lives. She said “He has undoubtedly been faithful to you, and your active remembrance of His faithfulness yesterday will greatly increase your willingness to trust Him today.” That sentence made me stop and think about all the times God has been faithful to me. One memory was when I was looking for an internship and He found one for me, another was when I was looking for a job, He came through also. Replaying those memories, re-living the doubt and anxiety, then letting the problem out of my control and into His hands refreshed and helped strengthen my confidence and trust in the belief that God is not only faithful, but that He is Faith.
Friday, August 26, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
How special is it to have someone wrap their arms around you. We humans crave physical touch- a pat on the back, a hug, even a kiss. Just meditating on this led me to the thought of the heavenly touch. Since I enjoy a earthly embrace, how much more wonderful will it be to be finally in the arms of the Lord. What comfort, security, and love I will find there.
I had a very special weekend with a very special person. And I would like to thank him for his laughter, talks, and patience with this very bad terrible pool player. Brandon I miss you! Not really, I'm just writing this so you will think I do.
I had a very special weekend with a very special person. And I would like to thank him for his laughter, talks, and patience with this very bad terrible pool player. Brandon I miss you! Not really, I'm just writing this so you will think I do.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
The cursed moon mine eyes doth spy
Clouds and stars bosom it with false ambition
Bewitching rays illuminate the sky;
Evoluting from the man with damned pretensions
Innocence is innocent to its evil ways,
Gaze it not upon the imperfections of
But wanton mystery and desire in it lays;
Blameless' errors thus affect of spell
No clover nor horseshoe serve as brave talismen
Its worth outshines seven times impoverished glass
All blame yields until the sight of him
Those that knowledge gained fashion him crass
Even naive in my youth I fathom his wicked mode,
I'll not venture out
Time better spent
Wasted on a toad.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Biggest Fear III
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me? “ Psalms 56:3-4
The answer is exactly that. “What can mortal man do to me?” The world’s opinion means nothing, it is temporary, changeable. Its estimation of my character is written in sand and can easily be blown away. “In God I trust”-not humankind. For eventually my actions, whether self-serving or not will be accountable to Him and only Him. He is the ultimate judge.
Biggest Fear II
Ok so here it goes my biggest fear......Not being considered a genuine person. And that is all encompassing. Now I know that I shouldn't really care what my peers think but lets face it, it is human nature, a human desire to be liked. What I mean by not being considered genuine, is that my actions viewed by others, is thought to be fake. That people might think that I am not a real Christian, that I am not a honest, trustworthy person. That I have alternative motives for any act of kindness or any show of love. I am afraid of being judged, afraid of falling short of expectations and disappointing others. How can I keep this from happening? How can I turn this fear into an act of bravery? I need more time to think, hopefully by the next post I will have reached some supposition.
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me? “ Psalms 56:3-4
The answer is exactly that. “What can mortal man do to me?” The world’s opinion means nothing, it is temporary, changeable. Its estimation of my character is written in sand and can easily be blown away. “In God I trust”-not humankind. For eventually my actions, whether self-serving or not will be accountable to Him and only Him. He is the ultimate judge.
Biggest Fear II
Ok so here it goes my biggest fear......Not being considered a genuine person. And that is all encompassing. Now I know that I shouldn't really care what my peers think but lets face it, it is human nature, a human desire to be liked. What I mean by not being considered genuine, is that my actions viewed by others, is thought to be fake. That people might think that I am not a real Christian, that I am not a honest, trustworthy person. That I have alternative motives for any act of kindness or any show of love. I am afraid of being judged, afraid of falling short of expectations and disappointing others. How can I keep this from happening? How can I turn this fear into an act of bravery? I need more time to think, hopefully by the next post I will have reached some supposition.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Biggest Fear
I was asked not to long ago "What is my biggest fear?" The answer that I gave was in a fact a fear of mine but after meditating on that question, it appeared probably next to last on my list. In trying to identify number one, I came to this conculsion: A fear is of the future. It is something that is assumed to be foreseeable, if a certain path is taken or decision made. And since you know what you are afraid of (and that you view it as having significance) it is your decision to either confront it now in the present or wait around for it. I can't recall where I heard this from, but it has really stuck, "You can't be brave unless you are afraid." I say it to myself when ocassionally, maybe, I might still be afraid of the dark a little, or a disgustingly big roach just happens crawl by me. Eww. More about fears on the next post.
I was asked not to long ago "What is my biggest fear?" The answer that I gave was in a fact a fear of mine but after meditating on that question, it appeared probably next to last on my list. In trying to identify number one, I came to this conculsion: A fear is of the future. It is something that is assumed to be foreseeable, if a certain path is taken or decision made. And since you know what you are afraid of (and that you view it as having significance) it is your decision to either confront it now in the present or wait around for it. I can't recall where I heard this from, but it has really stuck, "You can't be brave unless you are afraid." I say it to myself when ocassionally, maybe, I might still be afraid of the dark a little, or a disgustingly big roach just happens crawl by me. Eww. More about fears on the next post.
Christina
That is Christina on the left. Isn't she beautiful? Well of course you can only see her on the outside but I have had the wonderful opportunity to see her on the inside. And trust me she is nothing short of remarkable. I mean this girl can not only make you laugh at her but make you laugh at yourself as well. She is a talented sketcher, plays the trumpet, and can burp louder than any boy. She one of my bestest friends, my roommate, and my sister in Christ. Watchout guys, if you are interested in her, you have to get through me first. And I can be quiet intimidating.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
The Calm before the Storm
Growing up in Alabama, I experienced multiple Tornados and Hurricanes. My Mom would rush into my room at night, if she heard the warning sirens, and gather me up still clinging to my pillow and put me in our hallway closet. The morning after would usually bring reports of destruction and devastation. Death of family members, homes destroyed, and precious memories lost. The look their faces showed defeat and hopelessness but every once in a while a person would look into the camera and tell their story of loss but instead their eyes showed something of gain. This gain is the strength of their faith. Of having realized that this obstacle can be overcome, of having realized that the same God who created the storm also blesses us with a Rainbow after. Seeing that trust in them has in turn encouraged me to view a mighty squall the same way that King Lear does, with a clinched fisted pointed upward and a shout "Blow wind and crack your cheeks."
Growing up in Alabama, I experienced multiple Tornados and Hurricanes. My Mom would rush into my room at night, if she heard the warning sirens, and gather me up still clinging to my pillow and put me in our hallway closet. The morning after would usually bring reports of destruction and devastation. Death of family members, homes destroyed, and precious memories lost. The look their faces showed defeat and hopelessness but every once in a while a person would look into the camera and tell their story of loss but instead their eyes showed something of gain. This gain is the strength of their faith. Of having realized that this obstacle can be overcome, of having realized that the same God who created the storm also blesses us with a Rainbow after. Seeing that trust in them has in turn encouraged me to view a mighty squall the same way that King Lear does, with a clinched fisted pointed upward and a shout "Blow wind and crack your cheeks."
Saturday, July 09, 2005
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