Describe 10 pet peeves you have.
1. When people leave food on their dirty plates they put in the sink.
Then I've got to reach in there with my clean hands and come out with something slimy that doesn't resemble anything we've eaten in the last couple of days. Just put it in the trash.
2. When I have to repeat myself because someone wasn't paying attention the first time.
Writing that makes me realize I probably shouldn't ever teach adolescents...
3. Finding hair everywhere.
My hair used to be about 3 inches away from my bellybutton so it was STINKIN' LONG! I'd find long stringy hairs everywhere. At least once a day I'd jump thinking there was a bug crawling on my arm only to find a rouge hair stuck to my sleeve. Getting out of the shower was awful because they'd be stuck all over me and cover the bathroom floor. Thankfully, I got a whole 12 inches cut off yesterday which should rid me of this problem!
4. Mumbling.
Enunciate, please. :)
5. People who talk on the phone while they're checking out of a store.
People behind the cash register have been there and will still be there for a long time. Take a second to talk to them a brighten up their day.
6. Not using blinkers.
It's a simple flick of the wrist people. C'mon!
7. People who work on commission and hound you down in stores.
I totally get the fact you get paid based off what I buy... but if I want your help, I'll ask you for it.
8. Cussing for no reason.
I understand the occasional slip of a four-letter-word in fear or pain, but to throw it into everyday conversation is too much for me. It especially bothers me in shows/movies because those words had to be written in to the script and it would all be just as good without them.
9. Pointless hashtags.
#whynotjustwriteitinanewsentence?
10. Group text messages and reply-all emails.
These are the worst thing ever invented. Seriously.
If you're my friend and you're reading this, I swear I don't have names associated in my head with these things so I'm not talking about anyone in particular... just don't do these if you want to stay friends...
Kidding! :)
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
10/30: Embarassing Moment
Describe your most embarrassing moment.
High school was essentially just one giant awkward moment for me. I was constantly falling, tripping, getting caught on things, etc. and ALWAYS in front of someone.
There was this one time I tripped and fell three times in about 10 seconds in front of 600 people. Or the time I slipped in a puddle during my very first high school foot ball game in front of two cute boys from church and came up with what looked like tiger claw marks going up my thigh. Or the time I tried to look cool in front of the very same boys at camp that summer and hopped over a rope like it was nothing, only to get my back foot caught in it and fall straight on my face.
But no, I don't consider those my worst. At all.
I was a cheerleader my freshman year.
That's it.
I'm just kidding, but really. It was the most embarrassing experience as a whole.
One night was particularly bad.
We were in Portland, TN, in the middle of nowhere, but for some reason the stands were full. Three things happened...
1. My stunt group tried to do a basket-toss and one base was super strong and the other was weak and the flier ended up flying over the weak ones head and I barely caught her shoulders and fell to the ground with her.
2. During half time on the field, we were doing a cheer that required us to stunt. A different flier decided to just sit down on my head instead of cradling which ended with our entire group on the floor and me sobbing like a baby walking off the field because I was pretty sure my back was broken (clearly wasn't thinking about the fact I was walking off the field).
3. After sitting on the sidelines the rest of the game due to my presumably broken back, we won and the cheerleaders were going out on the field for the obligatory and awkward post-game hand smack down the line ritual. Portland didn't have a gate to get out to the field so we had to climb over the fence. Every other cheerleader had gone and made it look simple so I hopped on over, only to have the bench I was supposed to land on on the other side fall over, making me fall onto the fence beneath me, my pants getting caught, and me literally hanging off of the fence by my sweatpants. Somebody had to come help me rip my pants off the fence and my face was probably maroon by then.
It was awful. All of it. Awful.
And the most embarrassing night of my life.
High school was essentially just one giant awkward moment for me. I was constantly falling, tripping, getting caught on things, etc. and ALWAYS in front of someone.
There was this one time I tripped and fell three times in about 10 seconds in front of 600 people. Or the time I slipped in a puddle during my very first high school foot ball game in front of two cute boys from church and came up with what looked like tiger claw marks going up my thigh. Or the time I tried to look cool in front of the very same boys at camp that summer and hopped over a rope like it was nothing, only to get my back foot caught in it and fall straight on my face.
But no, I don't consider those my worst. At all.
I was a cheerleader my freshman year.
That's it.
I'm just kidding, but really. It was the most embarrassing experience as a whole.
One night was particularly bad.
We were in Portland, TN, in the middle of nowhere, but for some reason the stands were full. Three things happened...
1. My stunt group tried to do a basket-toss and one base was super strong and the other was weak and the flier ended up flying over the weak ones head and I barely caught her shoulders and fell to the ground with her.
2. During half time on the field, we were doing a cheer that required us to stunt. A different flier decided to just sit down on my head instead of cradling which ended with our entire group on the floor and me sobbing like a baby walking off the field because I was pretty sure my back was broken (clearly wasn't thinking about the fact I was walking off the field).
3. After sitting on the sidelines the rest of the game due to my presumably broken back, we won and the cheerleaders were going out on the field for the obligatory and awkward post-game hand smack down the line ritual. Portland didn't have a gate to get out to the field so we had to climb over the fence. Every other cheerleader had gone and made it look simple so I hopped on over, only to have the bench I was supposed to land on on the other side fall over, making me fall onto the fence beneath me, my pants getting caught, and me literally hanging off of the fence by my sweatpants. Somebody had to come help me rip my pants off the fence and my face was probably maroon by then.
It was awful. All of it. Awful.
And the most embarrassing night of my life.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
9/30: Influenced
List 10 people who've influenced you and describe how they have done so.
1. Clint. He's my best friend in the entire world. He is the most supportive and caring man I've ever met. He's taught me to just try things. If you never try, you never know what the outcome will be. Failure isn't the worst thing that can happen to me.
2. My parents. Kind of a no-brainer. God's used them to majorly shape me into the person I am today. They're giving and kind and selfless and fun and all around great people. I can see both of them in me today.
3. My In-Laws. Mike and Shelly's story would bring you to tears. Seriously. They're incredible people and God's used their story to teach me that He can heal people in bigger and better ways than I could even imagine. They got a divorce when we were in college and 4 years later, less than a week after we got back from our honeymoon, they got remarried. It's a beautiful picture of God's grace!
4. Miriam. Miriam has taught me so much about friendship. We're real, honest, and simple. She's the first friend I've ever had who has come to me when I've done something to upset her and talked through it instead of talking to everyone else. I'm incredibly thankful to have such a great example of friendship.
5. John and Debbie. John and Debbie led a Bible study for high schoolers that Clint and I were a part of for years. They taught me how to study my Bible and really search for answers. When I'd ask them what to do in a situation, John's first response was always, "Well, what does the Bible say about it?" and he wouldn't take "I don't know" as an answer.
6. Angie. Angie and her husband, Mike, used to open up their house to 10 or more 20-somethings every Monday night. Every. Monday. Night. Those are a lot of mouths to feed. She's got the sweetest heart and is the queen of hospitality and has taught me a lot about serving and the heart behind it.
7. Staff of The Gallery Church in NYC. In my summer up there, they taught me to love the people of the city, and not just the city itself. Yes, the city is incredible, but it is full of lost people in darkness. The cool thing is that the surrounding darkness makes the pinpricks of light that much brighter.
8. Anna. Anna's taught me to love hard and to love well. Love through the mess and struggles. It's easy to love put together people. It's the broken ones that need your love.
9. Gretchen. Gretchen is one of those "Why not?" people in life. Want to clean out the room that's been destroyed by your dogs and is in complete disarray? Why not? Want to run a 5k? Why not? Want to start a craft business? Why not. I need more of those people in my life. :)
10. Terry. I don't think I could ask for a better boss. He's understanding and supportive of what Clint and I feel called to do in life. He and his incredible wife, Melinda, care more about us as people than me as an employee. He's quick to take the blame from and pass on the glory to his staff. He's a great example of a leader and I'm thankful to know him and Melinda!
1. Clint. He's my best friend in the entire world. He is the most supportive and caring man I've ever met. He's taught me to just try things. If you never try, you never know what the outcome will be. Failure isn't the worst thing that can happen to me.
2. My parents. Kind of a no-brainer. God's used them to majorly shape me into the person I am today. They're giving and kind and selfless and fun and all around great people. I can see both of them in me today.
3. My In-Laws. Mike and Shelly's story would bring you to tears. Seriously. They're incredible people and God's used their story to teach me that He can heal people in bigger and better ways than I could even imagine. They got a divorce when we were in college and 4 years later, less than a week after we got back from our honeymoon, they got remarried. It's a beautiful picture of God's grace!
4. Miriam. Miriam has taught me so much about friendship. We're real, honest, and simple. She's the first friend I've ever had who has come to me when I've done something to upset her and talked through it instead of talking to everyone else. I'm incredibly thankful to have such a great example of friendship.
5. John and Debbie. John and Debbie led a Bible study for high schoolers that Clint and I were a part of for years. They taught me how to study my Bible and really search for answers. When I'd ask them what to do in a situation, John's first response was always, "Well, what does the Bible say about it?" and he wouldn't take "I don't know" as an answer.
6. Angie. Angie and her husband, Mike, used to open up their house to 10 or more 20-somethings every Monday night. Every. Monday. Night. Those are a lot of mouths to feed. She's got the sweetest heart and is the queen of hospitality and has taught me a lot about serving and the heart behind it.
7. Staff of The Gallery Church in NYC. In my summer up there, they taught me to love the people of the city, and not just the city itself. Yes, the city is incredible, but it is full of lost people in darkness. The cool thing is that the surrounding darkness makes the pinpricks of light that much brighter.
8. Anna. Anna's taught me to love hard and to love well. Love through the mess and struggles. It's easy to love put together people. It's the broken ones that need your love.
9. Gretchen. Gretchen is one of those "Why not?" people in life. Want to clean out the room that's been destroyed by your dogs and is in complete disarray? Why not? Want to run a 5k? Why not? Want to start a craft business? Why not. I need more of those people in my life. :)
10. Terry. I don't think I could ask for a better boss. He's understanding and supportive of what Clint and I feel called to do in life. He and his incredible wife, Melinda, care more about us as people than me as an employee. He's quick to take the blame from and pass on the glory to his staff. He's a great example of a leader and I'm thankful to know him and Melinda!
Monday, March 19, 2012
8/30: Passion
What are five passions you have?
1. My relationship with Jesus. It's the only constant I have in this life and I'm so, so, so thankful for grace. It's incredible to me that the Creator of the entire universe wants a relationship with me. For some reason, the sunsets are extra beautiful to me, and every single night I'm reminded of His creativity and that if He creates something that beautiful for the fun of it, how much more beautiful is what He's got planned for our lives?
2. Becoming a better wife. Being a wife is my newest and biggest family role. I'm not a mom yet, and instead of sitting around and thinking about how fun a little one would be, I want to seize the moment and stage of life I'm in and become the best wife I can possibly be. I recently started reading Love and Respect by Emerson Eggerichs and it's wonderful. God's using it to teach me so many seemingly basic concepts that I think will end up completely changing our marriage for the better!
3. Creating. I love creating things. Painting, sewing, crocheting, and so many other random things. It energizes me and gets me so excited. Once I complete one project, I start searching for the next one. I love it when people ask me to make something specific and getting to see the look on their face when they see what my brain came up with. I still think a Mother's Day gift requested by such a dear family is my favorite thing I've ever made.
4. New York City. Sounds crazy, but I seriously think about that place once a day. I served there for a summer and since then the Lord has been stirring up a passion in my heart. The people. The culture. The history. The need. I love it and sincerely hope we end up serving the city full-time at some point in life.
5. Learning. I'm the weirdo who actually misses school. I love learning stuff about anything. Pop culture, history, psychology, new technology, animals, Disney, life stories, anything. I love it all. I think it's important to know things so that you can better understand life around you.
1. My relationship with Jesus. It's the only constant I have in this life and I'm so, so, so thankful for grace. It's incredible to me that the Creator of the entire universe wants a relationship with me. For some reason, the sunsets are extra beautiful to me, and every single night I'm reminded of His creativity and that if He creates something that beautiful for the fun of it, how much more beautiful is what He's got planned for our lives?
3. Creating. I love creating things. Painting, sewing, crocheting, and so many other random things. It energizes me and gets me so excited. Once I complete one project, I start searching for the next one. I love it when people ask me to make something specific and getting to see the look on their face when they see what my brain came up with. I still think a Mother's Day gift requested by such a dear family is my favorite thing I've ever made.
4. New York City. Sounds crazy, but I seriously think about that place once a day. I served there for a summer and since then the Lord has been stirring up a passion in my heart. The people. The culture. The history. The need. I love it and sincerely hope we end up serving the city full-time at some point in life.
5. Learning. I'm the weirdo who actually misses school. I love learning stuff about anything. Pop culture, history, psychology, new technology, animals, Disney, life stories, anything. I love it all. I think it's important to know things so that you can better understand life around you.
Friday, March 16, 2012
7/30: Dream Job
What's your dream job and why?
There are a million things I could say...
Disney princess.
Take of my freckles and chop of 2 inches of my shins and I'd make the perfect Belle.
Dolphin trainer.
Like, for real. Who wouldn't want to swim around with Flipper all day every day?
Fashion designer.
I watch a whole lot of Project Runway. It can't be that hard... right?
Wedding photographer.
Weddings are just so fun and photos are my favorite part so it's a win-win.
News anchor.
See number 19.
Broadways star.
I saw Cats when I was 8 years old and was convinced I'd grow up to be the cat who sang "Memories."
Those are all just silly dreams though. None of them will ever happen and that is totally ok because they’ll all whims.
My real dream is to help people. Plain and simple. I still don’t know what it looks like, but that’s my dream. I want to start some sort of non-profit to help people. There are so many needs in this world. HIV/AIDS, hunger, poverty, orphans, human trafficking, and hurting people everywhere... I’m just waiting for God to open my eyes to exactly what he wants me to do. In the meantime, I’m very thankful to be in a place where I can see God at work around me and I’m thankful to play even the smallest role.
There are a million things I could say...
Disney princess.
Take of my freckles and chop of 2 inches of my shins and I'd make the perfect Belle.
Dolphin trainer.
Like, for real. Who wouldn't want to swim around with Flipper all day every day?
Fashion designer.
I watch a whole lot of Project Runway. It can't be that hard... right?
Wedding photographer.
Weddings are just so fun and photos are my favorite part so it's a win-win.
News anchor.
See number 19.
Broadways star.
I saw Cats when I was 8 years old and was convinced I'd grow up to be the cat who sang "Memories."
Those are all just silly dreams though. None of them will ever happen and that is totally ok because they’ll all whims.
My real dream is to help people. Plain and simple. I still don’t know what it looks like, but that’s my dream. I want to start some sort of non-profit to help people. There are so many needs in this world. HIV/AIDS, hunger, poverty, orphans, human trafficking, and hurting people everywhere... I’m just waiting for God to open my eyes to exactly what he wants me to do. In the meantime, I’m very thankful to be in a place where I can see God at work around me and I’m thankful to play even the smallest role.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
6/30: Struggle
What's the hardest thing you've ever experienced?
College as a whole was by far the hardest thing I've ever experienced.
My freshman year started out with me going to UT and hating it before classes even started. I can't even put my finger on what made me hate it so much, but I can't help but believe it's because God never intended for me to go there. My freshman year ended a short 6 weeks after it began with me having to medically withdraw because of a serious case of mono. My mono was so bad that my liver got seriously messed up and my eyes started turning yellow. I remember my friend Austin saying, "I'm not trying to freak you out, but your eyes are turning yellow. Now I'm no medical expert, but I saw that happen on House the other night and it was bad news." I went home to a mom who was going through chemo treatments for breast cancer so we basically were just two sicklings, not allowed to touch each other, keeping each other company.
I took the spring semester off completely and just focused on getting 100% back to normal. The first semester of my "sophomore" year, I started at Tennessee Tech. I lived in an apartment with a girl I knew from church and one of the friends she had made freshman year. The first semester was great. I LOVED college and just knew that this was the experience I always wanted. I didn't do anything special, just typical college stuff, but I loved it.
The second semester of my sophomore year started a long, drawn out spiral down, down, down deep into sadness. To make a LONG story short, I ended up being kicked out of the group of friends I had made my first semester at Tech. These were my best friends then. The girls I did everything with. We talked about our weddings and bridesmaids dresses. Took spring break trips together. Ate together weekly. Did life together. To this day, I have no idea what happened or what I did to make it happen. All I know is that it hurt. Bad.
I've never felt so utterly and totally alone in my whole life.
I'd cry myself to sleep multiple nights a week. I lived in straight-up silence, going weeks without speaking to my roommate. I worked my schedule out where I was only there Monday afternoon-Thursday morning, but even that was too long for me. I tried to mend some relationships and thought there was a light at the end of the tunnel, only to find out I was wrong when I got engaged and no one cared enough to ask me how it happened.
I looked for ways out of Cookeville and Tech on a weekly basis, but God just kept closing doors right in my face. That's when I knew I had to finish school there and began begging Him to provide me with friends my last semester.
I worked my butt off the summer in between my 2nd and 3rd full years of school and took 15 hours at a community college so that I could take 20 my last semester and graduate a semester early. The Lord was SO GOOD to me and provided a sweet old couple with room for me to live with them during the week. I randomly reconnected with girls from high school I hadn't spoken to in years and they started inviting me to hang out with their friends a few nights a week. I was taking 20 hours, working 30 hours a week, and trying to plan a wedding so I couldn't always go, but they continued to invite me and include me the times I could. I don't know if they know how much that meant to me, but God used them to keep me going that last semester. I don't think I could've done it without them.
Since then, I've learned the Lord let all of that happen to me so that He could use it for His glory. I work with high school girls here and I'm able to tell them that no matter how lonely they feel, it will be ok. They'll make it out alive and the Lord is still good.
College as a whole was by far the hardest thing I've ever experienced.
My freshman year started out with me going to UT and hating it before classes even started. I can't even put my finger on what made me hate it so much, but I can't help but believe it's because God never intended for me to go there. My freshman year ended a short 6 weeks after it began with me having to medically withdraw because of a serious case of mono. My mono was so bad that my liver got seriously messed up and my eyes started turning yellow. I remember my friend Austin saying, "I'm not trying to freak you out, but your eyes are turning yellow. Now I'm no medical expert, but I saw that happen on House the other night and it was bad news." I went home to a mom who was going through chemo treatments for breast cancer so we basically were just two sicklings, not allowed to touch each other, keeping each other company.
I took the spring semester off completely and just focused on getting 100% back to normal. The first semester of my "sophomore" year, I started at Tennessee Tech. I lived in an apartment with a girl I knew from church and one of the friends she had made freshman year. The first semester was great. I LOVED college and just knew that this was the experience I always wanted. I didn't do anything special, just typical college stuff, but I loved it.
The second semester of my sophomore year started a long, drawn out spiral down, down, down deep into sadness. To make a LONG story short, I ended up being kicked out of the group of friends I had made my first semester at Tech. These were my best friends then. The girls I did everything with. We talked about our weddings and bridesmaids dresses. Took spring break trips together. Ate together weekly. Did life together. To this day, I have no idea what happened or what I did to make it happen. All I know is that it hurt. Bad.
I've never felt so utterly and totally alone in my whole life.
I'd cry myself to sleep multiple nights a week. I lived in straight-up silence, going weeks without speaking to my roommate. I worked my schedule out where I was only there Monday afternoon-Thursday morning, but even that was too long for me. I tried to mend some relationships and thought there was a light at the end of the tunnel, only to find out I was wrong when I got engaged and no one cared enough to ask me how it happened.
I looked for ways out of Cookeville and Tech on a weekly basis, but God just kept closing doors right in my face. That's when I knew I had to finish school there and began begging Him to provide me with friends my last semester.
I worked my butt off the summer in between my 2nd and 3rd full years of school and took 15 hours at a community college so that I could take 20 my last semester and graduate a semester early. The Lord was SO GOOD to me and provided a sweet old couple with room for me to live with them during the week. I randomly reconnected with girls from high school I hadn't spoken to in years and they started inviting me to hang out with their friends a few nights a week. I was taking 20 hours, working 30 hours a week, and trying to plan a wedding so I couldn't always go, but they continued to invite me and include me the times I could. I don't know if they know how much that meant to me, but God used them to keep me going that last semester. I don't think I could've done it without them.
Since then, I've learned the Lord let all of that happen to me so that He could use it for His glory. I work with high school girls here and I'm able to tell them that no matter how lonely they feel, it will be ok. They'll make it out alive and the Lord is still good.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
5/30: Happy
What are five things that make you happiest right now?
1. The fact I married a man that makes me laugh every single day.
2. Friday Night Lights
3. My dogs.
2. Friday Night Lights
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3. My dogs.
4. Spending time with sweet baby Jack and his mama, Mir.
5. Knowing that God has my life already figured out for me and I just have to trust in Him and follow His will for it.
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