Nordic winds calling me... home. We're home already?

It seems like my lovely Norwegian adventure would never end and the next thing I knew I was back in Texas. I was back on the road to camp doing what I have always done for 11 summers now. I can't believe how fast it flew by. I decided that I am keeping my adventure on the down low. Pictures made their way to Facebook but I'm keeping all the stories in my file for another day.

Directions

During a conversation today with a professor light was shed in her eyes, a revelation of sorts, in relation to my dislike for the directions that come with things. The general philosophy for me there is that I make my own directions to follow instead of following the ones given. I have been caught saying that "I function well with chaos." I tend to say this most in association to crafts. That statement should be interpreted as I prefer to work with supplies or objects that are used or leftover opposed to fresh, brand new ones. The little imperfections usually lead me to to greater inspiration. Also, I enjoy things with character and history. New stuff is shiny and appealing but I usually would rather employ the challenge of digging deeper for hidden use beyond what surface value discloses to the eyes of others. And all of that is part of why I generllay avoid directions. I like to make my own paths.

Moustache Mondays

Why yes, yes I do participate quite frequently in Moustache Mondays





How I chose to attend class for my final. It perfectly just happened to be a Monday.

Rocking blue skin (courtesy of Megamind) with a 'stache.

The gnome I made for Houser enthusiastically wears his moustache daily.

Why not?

I feel that we as individuals, encompassing the ablity to make decisions, should, as a result, be supporting them. Every little choice may not seem that big but everything starts small. When we refuse to support a small decision we will, in turn, be unable to support a big stance when one arises. Fact of life: Humans are habitual creatures- for that reason; why not make every habit count?

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Show me your True Colors

A train ride of emotions making several stop at certain stations is a great way to describe the last couple weeks of my semester; it was a journey nonetheless. A long one it seemed at the time but that would be to blame of the million or so things that always happen at the end and during finals. This year was more hectic emotionally because of the death of a close friend at school. Eirin was an RA with me, that's how we met. I have Marsha Burney to thank for that in her skillful picking of our staff for this year. Eirin and I clicked right from the start. She was a great friend and we had many laughs together. Anytime something good happens and I can reward myself with a York Peppermint Patty, I will do so in honor of her and all the times we got them as a special treat (or a midnight snack).

School was a bit crazy but not at the same time, thankfully. I had two finals on the last day of classes and then one the second week of finals. My two in the same day bugged me out due to feeling underprepared for the exams from how shakey midterms went, which were the only other exams I had for each class. I did fine on each one- pulling off just enought points in one for the A and well over in the other. I was on edge for my last final, Poli Sci, mostly because I knew the grade I had to make, a.k.a. how many questions I could miss, to make and A in the class. This was majorly important because it would be the last A letter grade I needed to make my first 4.0 in college. I will have you know I passed the test and got all the points I needed (even, according to my professor, made the highest grade in the class) to snag that final A and my 4.0 GPA for the semester. Oh, Dean's List here I am!

I had a wonderful professor be kind enough to reach out and offer to help me pack to move out, which I gladly accepted of coarse! I was also able to enjoy the company of another dear professor that day to get my fill before our 3 month stent of summer with everyone going in different directions. I managed to shut my finger in a door for the first time- not so fun, let me tell you.

I made it home to find out my dog Tiger had passed away the same week as my friend. Although it was sad he lived a good long life, especially for being a dog who lived through parvo and a snake bite to the neck just to say a couple things.

I also had another beloved friend from back home pass away the following week. I knew Julie from church since middle school and she was a great woman and a wonderful influence in my life. I felt majorly cool by being friends with her as a high schooler. There is no end to the way she touched my life with her beautiful soul.

All in all it has been an adventure of a year but I wouldn't take back any of it for the world. These experiences amke me into the person I am today and will be in the future. The people I have known and lost will never be forgotten and they have made such a tremendous impact on my life. The bad times exist so when can cherish all the good ones. I have also seen the grace and courage in many of the people in my life and how so many of them came together to support myself, my staff, and the residents at school and my church family and many others back at home. In times of need people will show you their true colors and I have seen and felt many of them from amazing people these last couple weeks. It has been a blessing beyond words to have such great people in my life.

Polly, Pete, and Repeat

You've got enemies? Good, that means you've stood up for something in your life. Why not make yourself a repeat offender?

A Little Crazy

A little birdy told me, "We all have crazy tendencies, it's whether or not we act on them." We are all a little crazy but it all comes down to what we do about it. What are you going to do about it?

Being Happy

Being happy is a choice just as it is for most things. Some times it takes work to feel this way and some times it takes nothing at all. It's an especially great feeling when you cannot even contain how unbelievably happy you are. Having this emotion isn't about making life better but making your perception of life better. Today is a brand new day, smile and remember to say, "Thank you," and you'll be on your way.

Dancing Waters

Ordinarily something to do with dancing waters would be relaxing and perfect sounding, right? But not today. Dancing Waters is the scent of a lotion that I am apparently allergic too. I just am amazed how the scent of things can close my throat. My arms and face still burn a little as well as itch despite scrubbing the lotion off and taking Benadryl. Now I am unable to go to sleep, thus this blog. These days Benadryl has the no drowsiness affect on me so I am surprised it even has an affect for anything allergy related. I think the least favored part is how you start to itch all over for no reason. Mind over matter- I can distract myself, time for a new topic. Music? I just got a new cd. It is called Let Loose the Horses by the band The Rescues. They do a lovely cover of Teenage Dream; look it up on youtube.com.

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Going Somewhere.

Tomorrow begins another semester of college. It should be a good one. All of them really are in different ways, it just takes a little figuring out sometimes to see how. This place is where I am and this place is where I want to be. Progress is moving on and moving forward- every step that keeps us going. This is me. I'm on my way and I'm going. This is just one short stop on my long journey ahead. 

A Gnome

I finished making my gnome. His name is Mr. Edmond Bartholomew Lawrence. He is a little plush guy that Liz Sierra taught us how to make this weekend. I'm going to try and make some more gnomes soon if all goes well.

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Dreams and Hopes

Happy New Year! It's 2011. Most people make resolutions that have to do with their dreams and hopes, but I'm feeling a different pace. I don't have these big outrageous desires that are beyond attaining. I just want to keep on keeping on. Life is one big giant process packed full of lessons along the way. Why not just try and open our eyes and enjoy our front row seat to the show.

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