Gather ‘round, Kiddies, and I’ll tell you about my Memorial Day Madness at Camp Curry! The day was beautiful, and the wildflowers were blooming all over the place. Tables were set up under a big canopy for the food and drink, while the rest of us sat under the large, oak shade trees (btw, that's my minister, Lionel, standing in front of the tree. And my Velma right next to him, talking with her hands). The ‘Camp Master’ Gary Curry did a wonderful job setting up the whole place. It knocked the socks off of the lot of us. None of us were expecting so much. The kids played tetherball for a couple of hours straight. It was mostly my brother and Josh who had the most fun with the game. Gary set up a little…well, we called it a trolley, but it was this thing that was connected to a cable and you could ride it down the hill. My brother had the most fun with this one. I have other pictures of the trolley, but they need to be developed, these were on my little digicam.
Archery was another big hit at Camp Curry. Though, I think it tuckeredChris out pretty quickly! His daughter, and my adopted little sister, Ronni played with one of my other little sisters at my church who is her best friendSammy. The girls were so precious together!
There are way more pictures of this whole shin dig, but they’re on film. I took four rolls of film, one disposable camera worth (well, okay, I took nine pictures and then the thing wouldn’t stop winding when I tried to wind to take the next picture. Grr!), and 33 digicam pics (Isn’t that a lot? That’s what you get when you’re the ‘Church Photographer’ LOL). These that you see here are the most worthy. Hehe. We told Dorothy, Gary’s wife that she didn’t know what she was getting herself in to. She asked what we were talking about and we told her that this was the “First Annual Memorial Day at Camp Curry”. “Ooooooh, no!” she said as her shoulder’s slumped. It tuckered she and Gary out, but she told us it was totally worth it. The fellowship was priceless, the laughter contagious, and the food delicious! We all had a wonderful time at Camp Curry!
On a side note, I’ll be gone today and tomorrow with my Han. We’re going to Pasadena to see her school, Azusa Pacific University. I’d love to show her Harding, but I think this is a little more convenient for now. Anyway, I’ll be taking pictures, I’m sure, so I’ll show you the beautiful campus of APU. Talk to you when I get back. Love y’all! *Muuuuuuah!*
05.27.03
Going Under.
I've been listening to Evanescence songs today. They seem to go with my mood, which oddly happens to be rather dark and melancholy. But, this chick has got some great pipes, let me tell ya. Here's a few lyrics from the songs I've been listening to:
now i will tell you what i've done for you
50 thousand tears i've cried
screaming deceiving and bleeding for you
and you still won't hear me
don't want your hand this time i'll save myself
maybe i'll wake up for once
not tormented daily defeated by you
just when i thought i'd reached the bottom
i'm dying again
chorus:
i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
i'm going under
blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so i don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so i can't trust myself anymore
i'm dying again
- Evanescence ~ Going Under
do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?
chorus:
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied Christ
my tourniquet
- Evanescence ~ Tourniquet
05.26.03
Ghosts.
Try to bottle the pain
with life's cork
pressure builds
pushing
each feeling inside
out
explosion of memories
ghosts
from long ago
they taunt, tease
as tears spill over
the sides
and you shatter
the strain
too great to hold
any emotion
within
I'll post about the Memorial Day party, tomorrow, comeplete with pictures. I'm too tired, physically as well as emotionally, to do that now.
05.25.03
Pondering.
Steve has offered to do a total re-design on my site, and I'm tempted to let him. If I don't like it (and hopefull it will be at no offense to him; people do have different tastes) I can always go back to my good ole' Jenn Knapp theme. But, I already had another theme in mind (with help from My Leo).
05.24.03
Experimentation.
Ry and I are experimenting with comments for my blog. I hope this works. Thanks, Buddy!
Update: Ryan! You are a GENIUS!!! Thank you SO much, Bro! *Big Sisterly Hugs!*
05.22.03
Goooooooooglism!
So, I surfed on over to Googlism.com to fool around, and this is what I came up with. I made some comments next to the googlisms:
Googlism for: ash
ash is much better now | Yes, thank you, I wasn’t feeling myself.
ash is dangerous |Grrr! Look! I’m dangerous! Grrr!!
ash is no longer mere environmental waste | Well, I’m glad. *glares*
ash is eeevil | Don’t you know it!!
ash is cheesy let's have some fun | Hum, Let’s not.
ash is lame | Excuse me?!?
ash is in the house |How did you know that?!
ash is scared | Of spiders!
ash is exhausted | Well, I was, but I’m much better, now.
ash is ok for now | Yeah, what he said.
ash is hot topic on freetown agenda | WooHoo! Go me!
ash is good | Well, I try to be!
ash is unprofessional | Am not!
ash is defined as a hazardous waste | Uhh, no.
ash is another man's grout | What?!?!
ash is reused in industrial processes or recycled | I am FRESH, thankyouverymuch!
ash is not one to keep mum | You better believe it!
ash is new director of cu career services | Yay! I’m movin’ up in life!
ash is cool | Oh, thank you! I think so too!
ash is always looking for suggestions on how we can provide you with better city services and improve this website | Ain’t dat da truth!
ash is lame ~ main page ~ | I told you! I’m not lame!
ash is lame ~ why ash is lame ~ | There are reasons? They aren’t good enough!
ash is deadly | Grr, watch me be deadly! *Deadly*
ash is a little bitch | Um?
ash is an internationally recognized chef | *BAM!* Kick it up a notch!(Sorry, Emirl)
ash is not the same as the soft fluffy ash that results from burning wood | Yes I AM soft and fluffy!
ash is a rapper | Yo, Yo, Yo! You be hangin’ with tha Ashmiestah!
ash is native to the central and eastern regions of the united states | Yes, I am a West Coastie.
ash is available elsewhere online | Hmm. Well, I am available!
ash is truly remarkable | Oh, Thank you! You do love me!
ash is the nation's oldest and largest antismoking organization | Smoke is bad for my asthma! *cough, wheeze*
ash is fully tax deductible | Why, yes. Yes, I am!
ash is tapped when babe is summoned | Babe? The pig?
ash is found in riverbottoms | Heeeey, what are you sayin' exactly?
ash is fine | Oooh, baby!
ash is exceedingly valuable | Awww, shucks!
ash is dumped into trucks | Don’t dump me! I bruise easily!
ash is hazardous | Hazardous to your health!
ash is inert | I don’t know if I should take that personally or not.
ash is strong and stiff with very good shock resistance and excellent bending qualities | *LOL* We won’t go there.
ash is more dangerous than previously | You better believe it!
ash is 10 years old | That’s 10 plus 10.
ash is a certified zen | I had to take 100 hours just to become one!
ash is not responsible for shipping any books purchased | That’s not true! I’ve shipped books that I’ve purchased for friends! Isn't that right, guys?
ash is the man | No, no, no. I’m the WOMAN!
ash is a good musician; lead guitar and bass | Why, thank you. But, I’m still working on my guitar skills, though I am quite wonderful on the piano.
ash is usually limited to 20 or 30% | Limited? Limited how? *simmers*
ash is approximately equivalent to 0 | Hey!! (Shush up, Sarah)
05.21.03
Lion King, Anyone?
So, recent events have made me want to watch The Lion King and download a few of the songs, (I.E.: Be Prepared, Can You Feel the Love Tongiht?, Hakuna Matata, Circle of Life). I can't help it if I actually like Disney flicks, can I? Know what? I was looking for "Bubbly Bunch of Coconuts" on Kazaa, and I found it...like, the 1940's version! LOL! It's funny, anyway. Some Brit guy is on there rolling his R's. It's great. Here's a bit of it:
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, (They're Lovelah!)
There's they are a-standing in a row, (One, Two, Three, Four!)
Big one, small ones, some as big as your head (And bigg-ah!)
Give them a twist, a flick of the wrist, that's what the showman said!
Okay, so yeah, it's weird, but it's fun, too!
By the By, please check this out!
05.21.03
Crimeny!
You know, I really need to get comments. It's driving my buggy not to have anyone comment on my site, and I see people commenting on all my other friend's blogs. *frown* But, alas, I must wait until I get paid by my neighbors so that I can get my own domain and perhaps ask for Jason Wall's help on comments and moveable type.
05.20.03
Exhausted.
This weekend was a blast, I do have to admit. Lee's hugs are those kinds of hugs that you can draw strength from. There's thos Squeeze-Your-Stuffin'-Out type of hugs that make you want to melt. The way a hug should be! He's even funnier in person, I have to admit. His kidlet, Paige, was adorable, and ever so much like her daddy. They both can do voices, and besides being a little fireball full of energy (and she's a Dr. Pepper lover, just like Lee), she gives gi-huge-ic hugs, and has her dad's expressive eyebrows. *waggles her eyebrows* It was a fun time full of love, fellowship, and laughter. The baptism was beautiful, though I didn't cry as much as I normally do. I think I was too proud of my Bro to do much more than tear up. Paige, Lee, and I sang to the Lion King soundtrack at the top of our lungs, and were quite sill as we acted out each song. My Traveling Buddy, Sarah, was just as much fun. I enjoyed her company, compassion, singing to worship music and the O, Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack, *poke*ing each other and her quoting Veggie Tales: Jonah out of the blue to me (Feesh Slahpper)! It was ever-so-much fun. Anyway, previous post remains and perhaps I'll put up some pictures. And a Grey Cat . . .
05.20.03
Could Have Been Done Differently
Even though I had a wonderful time this weekend, fellowshipped with my fellow Christians, and did some ministering, I still can't forget the fact that I didn't tell my parents the truth about what I was doing in L.A. It was dead wrong, and all I can say is that I've got to turn this around. I don't think I'll tell my parents about it now. But, someday in the furture when I'm not living here and when they will listen to me and what I was feeling at the time, and my reasoning, without getting so hacked at me. I totally admit the fact that it was wrong to go down there, but I learned so much by going down there and talking with Sarah about how my parents were going to freak out when I told them. I will tell them. Someday when I don't live here, and they will freely listen to me without taking everything out of context and chewing me up one side and down the other. Even though I told them I was going to a wedding, and in a way it was, I didn't tell them the whole truth. There is no such thing as white lies, or grey lies. They're all the same color, shape and size. Once I get my religious beliefs and priorities straightened out with God, I'll tell them.
There was a chance to be this witness to a wonderful thing, but I didn't do my part in being a Godly example to my new Brother. I made a mess of myself as an example of what I Christian should be. I took an opprotunity to minister, and blindfully was teaching something else: disobedience.
I should have just told my parents from the beginning that I was going to be a witness to a friend's baptism. Someone I helped bring to Christ. They would have understood...eventually.
P.S.
This is not your fault. I love you, Bro. It was God's will for me to come down to see your baptism, He just needed me to be open and honest from the get-go, and I wasn't. So, I am apologizing to you for being such a bad example of a Christian, and to God for disobeying Him. I'll be talking to my dad before I talk to my mom.
05.14.03
Weekend is Comin'! Hallelujah!
My apologies for not posting in a while. Things have been going on right and left! I had a wonderful time on Tuesday night with all my friends from Cuesta. We had a yummy Chinese meal, and laughed until our bodies hurt! Then, when the restaurant closed, we decided we didn't want to leave each other's company, so we went to the park. There, we played on all the toys. LOL It was hilarious! But, ever so much fun!
I have to get up early tomorrow to get ready for Sarah to come, and to get ready to be away for the weekend. When I got home last Friday, I opened my suitcase and flung things all over the floor in order to find pajamas and get into bed. So, there's clothing all over my floor! I'm sure Sarah doesn't want to sleep on clothes! LOL! So, I've got to clean my room, then go to SLO with my mom, hopefully I'll be able to get the O Brother, Where Art Thou? piano book, see my grandmother, come home, clean out the car and wash it, finish cleaning my room, burn Sarah's CDs, and what else? Oh, mom, Karrie and I are going to Chinese food, then I have to go to Paso to pick up Sarah, but I have to go to Wal*Mart first (and man is our Wal*Mart small! I'm so used to the Super Wal*Mart! LOL!) and find my game. I do so love that game! I played it at an OEGE game night and had so much fun! I need a copy for myself, so I'm in search of one! *g*
All right, I'm tired now. My neck and shoulder hurt really badly! Dad thinks I should get my shoulder looked at. It aches in the joint really badly. He thinks I have Bursitis like he and Grandma have. Grr! Whatever it is, it hurts like the Dickens! I have to take like two extra strength Advil to make it stop hurting, and sometimes even then it doesn't! *Sigh* No rest for the wicked, I guess. No, I'm not wicked, I promise! *cackle* Oh, dear. Where did that come from? Probably rubbed off from Sarah. She and I were being playfully mean to each other tonight. I have presents for her and won't tell her what they are.
Time for sleep. I've got a busy weekend ahead of me and I really don't need to be tired when there is so much to look forward to! *g* Just remember, God is faithful! And as long as you love and trust Him, He will never leave your side! Thank you, Lord, for this blessing that I will be witnessing this weekend. You never cease to amaze me. "You still amaze me", as a famous Audio Adreneline song states. Someone special to me totally did a turn-around. Instead of walking back toward the starting line, he's headed to the finish line and I'll be here to cheer him on and walk with him! I'm so excited!
P.S.
Pray for me as I will be driving in the nasty city of Los Angeles. Yucky place to drive, I know. But, I ken due eet! hehehe
05.11.03
Homecoming
So, I'm home now! *g* It feels different. I went to church today and everyone swallowed me in the biggest hugs in the world. I missed my little church family. 30 compared to 600+ is a lot more comfortable. Plus, I know everyone. But, I wouldn't trade my Harding experience for the world!
Anyway, I'm suffering from major jet lag. Ugh! But, I can't wait for this weekend. It'll be good to spend some time with Sarah, since it may be the only time I see her this summer. *sigh* I want to take you to Disneyland, Sis! :-/ Someday. I guess in my mind I want to be the first person to give her the gift of the happiness that people can feel there. I dunno. It's been part of my life ever since I was born, and I would like to share this part of my life with her. *shrugs* It's one of the only good things my Granddaddy ever introduced me to. Okay, I'm getting depressed, and I'm supposed to be happy. *yawns* I'm soooo tired.
05.02.03
*CatCall*
Did I ever tell you that I adore Rogue? *waggles eyebrows*
You are Rogue!
You are sexy and strong willed, and able to take on just about anyone. You long for a serious relationship, but whenever you begin to get close to someone things always seem to take turns for the worse. But you have dealt with this lack of closeness with an almost constant flirtacious behavior.
Oh, and you're looking at the new Secretary Treasurer of the Film Studies Association! Tum-Ta-Tum! I basically handle all the money. Dues, t-shirt money, things like that. Since we're going to do outings and maybe ever a function next semester (going out to the Little Rock zoo, go-cart racing, and the function would involved getting dressed up all fancy-like and going to the opera in Memphis, or a play in Little Rock and then going to someplace like the Olive Garden to eat afterwards. Dates, of course, are not required.) So, this will be great!
1. Name one song you hate to admit you like. Good-bye, Earl - Dixie Chicks
2. Name two songs that always make you cry. Ocean Floor - Audio A. Sweep Me Away - Charlie Hall
3. Name three songs that turn you on.
Er, none?
4. Name four songs that always make you feel good. Get Down - Audio A. Our Love is Loud - David Crowder Company Car - Switchfoot Shackles - Mary Mary
5. Name five songs you couldn't ever do without. Breathe on Me - Jennifer Knapp Pressing On - Relient K It is You - Newsboys Only Hope - Switchfoot Down to the River to Pray - O, Brother Where Art Thou? Soundtrack
05.01.03
Tra-La! It's May!
Tra-La! It's May! The lusty month of May!
I'd just like to share with you all that God reached down last night, touched my eyes and said, "Why can't you see that I'm here? That I'm in control?" Last night my Family Group, which is basically a home bible study group, had a end-of-the-year BBQ. The gals brought the sweets, and the guys brought the chips 'n' dip (see anything a little ironic there? Sweets bringing the sweets, and Dips bringing the chips? Haha, just kidding). Anyway, it was wonderful. My day couldn't get any worse, I'd just failed my last math test before my final next week (and this test I studied all weekend for), I missed Carrie to go to WalMart and get sweets to bring to the BBQ, and I had to finish cleaning for room check because Ms. Slayton was coming up to check the rooms and bathroom to make sure we'd made everything dazzling (well, about as dazzling as a prison dorm can get). So, I was stressing out to the max.
Last afternoon, God sent my friends to help calm me down and give me supportive hugs, but I just seemed to take them, say thanks, and keep stressing, even though God was telling me through them that I'd be fine and He'd get me through all of this. (What was that you said, Lee? Pay attention to every little detail? Whoops.) But, it wasn't until last night, as I was sitting in Harding park (a park right behind Dr. David Burks's house (that's our school President) singing praise songs with my home group friends, and a few of the professors and even the Bisons and Lady Bisons basketball coach and their families that God looked me square in the eye and told me that He was here, and that I really had no reason to worry or fear.
Bryan Burks (that would be Dr. Burks' son) prayedor our seniors in the group, and married couples who were going to move on, and for those of us who were still walking the paths of Harding. I'd almost forgotten this was a Christian university. I'd almost forgotten that He was in this place. How could I? I don't know. I was just buried myself too deep to remember to come back up for air. Carrie put her arm around me because she could hear my tears tapping on the cover of my Bible. I adore her for that. She knew that I had been struggling, knew that I was stressing out too much. She was even one of the ones who told me to take things in small pieces. Again, God telling me, through her, to slow down.
As I was trying to climb out of this hole, the ones I love have stopped to offer me a hand in climbing out of the darkness.
