What a day to appreciate.

Christmas time is nearly here. Ive already celebrated it thousands of times. I still need to make paper snowflakes.

Im reading The Time Machine. by H.G.Wells. Its a stroke of genius book...this time last year I was reading The Time Travelors Wife. Weird huh.

I need a good Christmasy book to read over the Christmas time break I'll be having soon.

I havent written with my ambidextrous hand in a while. Great. Just great.

No Shave November went very well thanks for asking. My hairs grew 2 times their regular size. Like the Grinch's heart. Which brings me to my next piece of information. I watched that movie for the first time this season last night. I felt so alive. Its my most favorite Christmas movie ever. Times ever.

About to take final number 1. Jesus take the wheel.

So. Good news. My friend Chelsea and I are doing a little experiment this November. We're calling it Operation No Hair Left Behind. We are taking Hair, Skin, and Nail Vitamins to increase the growth of our hair. We also invested in Mane and Tail Shampoo to assist in the process. We are trying to speedy-up the process of our hair growth. We will be documenting the progress weekly by taking pictures and drawing lines on the door of our closet. I will keep you posted on this adventure. I know you will be on the edge of your seat with excitement. We hope to have Indian braids by Thanksgiving. I need an Indian braid since my Aunt Betsy and I are putting on a Thanksgiving Day Play. I titled it A Thanksgiving to Remember: An Exclusive One-Time-Deal Performance by Betsy and Peyton with the help of Kessler on piano and Mother of Pearl narrating. So Im an Indian in the play and thats why I need an Indian braid.

Today marks the first day of No Shave November. I am participating. This is my third year. Legs and armpits people. and upper lip. of course. Stache-tastic.

Tomorrow I am going to the National Peanut Festival. One of my favorite places. Fairgrounds. I love all the people and smelly things. Fairgrounds smell of BO and feet. And fried foods. ew. But I love it. I like to run and play. Last year if you dont remember I became best friends with an elephant that was kind enough to probably leave its country and give rides. It reached out and touched my hand. I reached out mine in return and then it happened. The golden moment. Elephants never forget. That one sure wont.

I am nearly back in the craft business. I will be making Thanksgiving crafts soon. Such as turkeys, pilgrims, mayflowers and Indians and such. Just wait. Just you wait Mr. Higgins. My Fair Lady reference. Duh. I love Julie Andrews. I read her Bio once. Im on to different things now.

Tonight is Incognito at BCF. Its a Halloween Costume Party. Im going as Nacho Libre which means I get to draw a moustache on my face. Which means I get to do one of my favorite things in the entire world.

This weekend, as a 6th grade girls small group leader, I had the opportunity to go on a youth retreat. We went to Sharp Top Cove in Georgia. It was beautiful. and crisp. The air was fresh and it felt good to get away. My girls learned a lot and Im glad. I spend a lot of time praying for them.

I just filled out my absentee ballot.

Next week Im going to the National Peanut Festival. I feel like Ive waited my whole life for this. Last year I gloriously touched an elephant. We became best friends. I bet he'll remember me. Elephants never forget.

Two weeks ago Brian and I took the Fountain kids to the Wiregrass Museum of Art in Dothan. When we got there it was closed due to construction. So we went to Wiregrass Church and toured the new building. Its coming along! Then we went to get ice cream at Yogurt Kraze. And we ended the fun surprising day at the park.

I didnt have a favorite toy when I was little. Mom said. She said I liked to play outside.

We are the champions of the Volleyball intramurals. Booyahz.

Im starting a new book in approximately 5 minutes.

Im currently watching Fantastic Mr Fox. I love this movie so much. I like it bc its just so wondrous. And fantastic. Thats it! And everything is in the shade of orange and light brown golden mustard yellowish.

There is suppossed to be a meteor shower tonight. I would like to stay up all night and watch it. I like to keep my eyes on the skies.

Sometimes when Im mad I spit. It helps me feel better.

I want some delicious apple cider. Right now. Its all Ive been thinking about. Celebrating fall and thankfulness is so exciting.

Today I found a live cat and I tried putting it in my basket on my bike. It kept jumping out. Rats. Cats like rats. Bc rats are kind of like mice. mices. mouses.

I have never ran over an animal with my car before. I ran over 2 squirrells this week. In one week! I almost cried with the first one. I did cry with the second one. Not really. I nearly did.

Im going on a retreat with my small group girls this weekend. Its with Wiregrass Church. Which is basically the coolest church ever. No but seriously. I am praying God will teach them a lot of things. At least one thing. I am also praying for meaningful conversation with each of them.

Im about to start a new book. I always have a hard time getting started. I can never just open it and start reading. I usuall have to get some place quiet and start. Like at a park. Or in the woods. Or in my room with my fall lights on. From then on out I cant put the book down. Bc Im good at picking out books.

I want to learn Kung Fu. Everything is Kung Fu.

My dream that I had last night is a mystery. I hate it when I dont know the purpose of doing something in my dream. I cant remember why I did some of the things in my dream last night. Ill give you what I do remember:

I ate every meal on a very fast moving train. It was highly dangerous when getting on it too.

The restaurant on the train was fancy. But I never wore a dress.

Everything on the train was green. It was like looking through night vision goggles that have this light green shade. If that helps.

Me and some people (whom I cant remember) were on our way to the train to eat and we passed this huge mud pit. It was in the middle of the road and a man had been trapped in it for a few weeks. Underneath the road. (I think since I have been thinking about the miners I had this dream). We were walking by and one of the news reporters grabbed me and said will you answer some questions about this. He asked me what I think it would feel like to be trapped underneath the ground for weeks. He asked me what I think the man was thinking. And he asked me what I think the man learned from his experience underground. I had good answers. I was on the news. Then we made our way to the train to eat.

When I got on the train I saw my cousin, Kessler, and I asked if she saw the man in the mud pit. This is when I woke up when I was sleep talking. I literally woke up in the middle of asking this question. I was whispering. It was so real to me. When I was awake I felt like I really wanted to know if she saw the man. Then when I was even more alert...I laughed at myself.

I escaped the moving train towards the end of our meal bc I had to make a quick, private trip to California. I flew there to see a good friend.

I cant remember why I flew to see her. This is the part when I wish I could remember the purpose of flying to California.

Thats my dream.

I lack confidence in thinking you pictured this dream well. Its impossible to see it as I saw it. Lived it. I wish you could. Bc it would still be a mystery.

A friend of mine just found a feather on the ground. He gave it to me. Im taping it in my journal. Its still fresh.

It felt good to be home last weekend. The art show was perfect. In all its glory. I wanted to buy a painting of a tree. It was 700 dollars. What do they think Im made of money? I told them I wasnt. Then carved my name in their painting.

I am going home again this weekend too. My good friends Meredith and Jeremy are making promises to be wed forever.

El guapo was so excited to see me when I got back. He jumped out of his bowl and came running to give me a hug.

I found a pretty yellow leaf at my brothers new house. I taped it in my journal. I like to tape things in my journal. It makes me feel like Im saving it forever. I am. It is comforting to me. It makes me feel safe.

I can never take my Vitamins without making a funny face. They sometimes make me gag. I dont know why I capitalized Vitamins. I guess they are important so they should be.

I am going home this weekend and I cannot wait to see my mother. She is the most wonderful in the world. We are going to have slumber parties and run errands and go ice skating and eat a whole roll of tollhouse cookie dough as fast as we can and maybe even hold hands. bc dad will be out of town. So just me and the elder.

This banana Im eating is a stroke of genius.

This weekend is the Bluff Park Art Show. I have gone to it every year for a long time now. Its a big part of my life. The weather is always nice. Breezy and sunny. They also have the best bbq sandwiches. They are made out of wiches. Thats why they are the best. Sandwich. Sandwishes. A sandwich made out of wishes. Yum. My best friend and I have gone for years and years. We park at her grandmothers house which is like a mile away and walk. We have to walk down this really ginormous hill. I might bring my rollerblades this year. Her grandmother is nice. Shes one of the ladies thats in charge of the Art Show. She knows my name and everything. Then theres these Snow Cones they sell. I always get half blues clues half pina colada. Brittany always gets half tigers blood half pina colada. We both get cream over it.

I just cant wait. I am going to have the time of my life going home. Im leaving tomorrow so it is extra long. Plus the leaves actually change in Birmingham. They dont in Florida. All we have palm trees. Stupid. I have a bad attitude. Trees are my favorite part of nature and when they dont change in Autumn...well...I hate my life.

I like to do weird things when Im by myself. Let me tell you a secret. I trust you. Thats not the secret. This is: The song Float On by Modest Mouse just came on my M. Ward Pandora station and I got up and did some really crazy dance moves. In my room. I live for those kinds of moments. They are good for my brain. All four of them.

Some updates: Updates you might not know:
El Guapo is doing just fabulous. Its kind of you to ask. He is still so handsome. Hence his name. Age hasnt done a thing to him. He is my fighter. He is looking at me right this very second. He knows.

My ambidextrous hand is kicking. Its writing so well. Its been a little over a year since I first started. I looked at all my old wirtings from last year. I dont know how I did it. It was touch and go there in the beginning.

I am reading a new book. It is extraordinay in every way possible. Its definitely my kind of book. Sometimes I think I wrote it. The book is written from the perspective of a boy with assburgers. He is autistic and I want to know him. Its a fiction book. Rats. I wish I could just dive right into it. That was a metaphor. Only I know what Im talking about though. And maybe someone else. A secret person. Whom I am getting to know.

Today my good friend, Lindsey Grefseng told me that a boy from the Special Olympics told her to tell me hi. He wanted to know if I was coming to any of his basketball games this season. Oh I wish I could. His names Andy. He was in my profile picture once. He had the hots for me. He called me his woman. One time he told another boy to "step away from my woman." I didnt hate it. We danced together to a live band in the city lights. It was the best day of his life. He just didnt know it. Or did he? I danced with a lot of special needs boys in Nebraska. It was the best day of MY life. And I knew it.

A lot of great songs are coming on my Pandora station. No, not like Pandora Avatar. Here they are:
Tarkio- Keeping Me Awake.
Iron and Wine- Love Viligantes.
M. Ward- Chinese Translation. Todays Undertaking. Four Hours In Washington.
Veviter- Been So Long.
Wilco- Kamera.
Modest Mouse- Float On.
Eric Ziegenhagen- Heat.
Jose Ganzalez- Killing For Love.
Laura Veirs- Anne Bouny Rag.

...and the beat goes on.

I really like scrabble. For some reason I feel like it makes me smarter. I played this weekend. I won won and lost won. Try to figure out that riddle. Scrabble isnt Upward. Not everybody wins. Im the exception. Holla. I played on an Ipad. Which made me feel real smart bc its vocabulary was much bigger than my brain. I used words like frinca and adz and taj. My friend used words like dweeb and loser and sexing. He won in the end which is ironic. bc he is a loser himself. Just kidding. He might be reading this...Anyways, I want to keep playing. It makes me feel old. and I like old. People. Next game will be soon. Ive got confidence in me just like Julie Andrews sang in The Sound of Music. and we all know she won in the end. The key to victory is not confidence. Its Julie Andrews. I read her biography. I know all the secrets...in becoming a movie star. and in becoming a successful scrabble player. Im becoming a smarter human being bc of scrabble. I know it. In my heart. I used my heart once in the scrabble match.

Eunice Kennedy Shriver Day was Saturday. I had high hopes of blogging on that day but was too busy. Sitting on babies. and beating them in Mario Brothers. But lets save that for a different post. Eunice saw what people didnt see. She started the Special Olympics. She had this passion for Special Needs kids and simply did something great about it. She touched so many lives. She interacted with so many kids. Talked with them and told them to be great and try hard. She had the vision to speak for those that couldnt speak. The world is forever changed by what she did. I had a chance to go to the Special Olympics this year in Nebraska. It was such a sight to see all those kids play sports. To see their hearts. Their hearts in action. It was inspiring. I am still learning so much about what she did. I want to be like her. She had a beautiful heart. and face.

At the Special Olympics they had a huge dinner tribute for her. She passed away just last year. While I was at this tribute all the old ladies that were serving were wearing pins and scarves with her face on it. I asked one where they got them and she said they were specially made for this tribute. Only 50 were made for the old lady volunteers. The old lady gave it to me bc she doesnt wear pins. She gave me a big hug and I nearly cried. How nice. She has no idea I wear it every day.

I am blogging in my Autumnal room. In my Autumnal sweats. With my Autumnal music. Surrounded by my Autumnal lights and pumpkins. Autumnly, of course.

I thought I would continue celebrating fall by blogging some more about it. sweaters. coffee. pumpkins. carving pumpkins. good music. hats. leggings. fires. fire smelling clothes. art shows. cider. crafts. wind. boots. windows. scarves. wolfs. leaves. new thoughts. new ideas. things that are brown. and golden. fresh air. mountains. socks. books. letters on cool days. smoke. blankets. picnics. apples. apples of my eye. perspectives. cuddling. trampolines. playtimes.

I like to learn new things. I like to try new things. Like new songs on my recorder. heh heh.

I want to go play on a playground. Wearing sweats. mmm. Soon. Chancho. I need to borrow some sweeeeas.

Today is the first official day of Autumn. Fall Equinox. I have to do something fallish. Like go buy pumkins. or paste a leaf in my journal. or dress up as the pumpkin king. or watch a fall movie. or have a picnic. I think ill end up resorting to buying pumpkins and decorating my room. I love fall. So many good things. Too bad its the fastest season. Winter always barges in. The thing that really upsets me is the leaves in florida dont change. No lie. Not one bit. It depresses me every year. I hate florida. It ruins this season for me.

Last night I went to Waffle House at 11. It was Josh Wilsons bday. I made a toast. I brought my moustache mug and the lady gave me free coffee. After, we went to Walmart. My friend and I got in the buggies and our friends pushed us. We had Mario Kart racing. I won. I always win those kinds of games. Im surprised we didnt get kicked out. They saw us alright. Maybe they were in the equinoxal spirit. We got back at 1:30. I ended up going to bed at...3:00 bc of the coffee. And the racing. That was like a pre-game for the night. Got up at 7 this morning.

Kate Fountain and I made more hilarious videos last night when I was babysitting. I had to keep them at their grandparents house across the street. We dressed up in her old grandma clothes and made funny knitting videos. Sometimes I think we should make a comedy show. We are all just so funny together. They have great minds. Like Rocky and Bullwinkle.

My psychology teacher is sick. She has an infection in her tranchea. or something that ends in an ea. I am on the back row. Blogging. Wasting my life away. Joke.

She also does yoga. Shes roughly 50 years of age. I worry about that.

Ive got some some good ideas about...Ide rather not say. Just know Ive got my thinking cap on.

I made a pom pom garland. Im going to hang it in my room. Another idea I got from this lady's blog. Just call me the craft lady.

The other night I watched Toy Story with the Fountain children. It brought me back to when I used to watch it as a kid. My best friend Sampson and I watched it more than anybody. We knew all the lines. We knew what was really funny in that movie. That movie is just so comforting to me. Just the very thought of my toys coming to life when Im not there is so magical. I believe it. After watching it all I want to do is play with my old toys that Ive forgotten about. Im old now. But I still have great imagination. Its a good thing I have such wondrous kids to use it with. It was great to share that with the Fountains. bc they are creative like Sampson and I used to be. And they laughed at all the parts I laugh at. It warms the cockles of my heart.

So theres this new song I love. Ive got the magic in me. Um, no, that was the name of the song. I knew what you were thinking. It is just so...good. I like the way the rapper raps. He is so unclear I just mumble the words. Wait, I do that for every song.

A third of my coffee is left in my cup. Its getting cold. What do I do? Do I heat it up in the microwave or push through? These are the thoughts that I struggle with.

I took on this new self this summer. Crafts are a big part of my life now. Well, they have always been. I have always loved crafts and making things. But these are bigger and better crafts. More grown-up crafts. No. I like kid crafts. Sometimes better than grown-up crafts. Anyways, now that you have my back ground check, lets get down to the nitty gritty. I got this balloon lamp idea from a ladys blog. She makes a lot of crafts too. I saw this and couldn’t resist. It was pretty simple. In the beginning I needed help. But after the beginning I was nearly a professional glue handler. I plan to put a light rhizome in it and hang it in my room. Over my bed. Its kind of like a lamp dream catcher. Its kind of like an alien sack. In case the space aliens invade. Alien kick out. Its kind of like an android machine. Or maybe a paste contraption for spiders.

I was a bit nervous about popping the balloon. I had some doubts but obviously it worked in the end. My cousin documented the whole process. I made it at her house and popped it in our dorm. Mrs Aunt Betsy assisted me in the beginning. She deserves credit. Also, her house is already decorated for Autumn. Which made the whole craft all the more enjoyable. Sometimes it is so much easier to do things when surrounded by a warm safe environment. I felt so glowy and fulsome and radiant inside bc of what I was doing, who I was with, and where I was. This new season has already brought so much. New thoughts, new habits, new crafts, new friends, new ideas, new celebrations, new books.

Check out my cousins blog. Shes pretty awesome. She also blogged about this. Kessleran.blogspot.com (Plus shes got pictures uploaded on her blog. and Theyre really cool.) So go look. Right now.

Its not hard for me to really be thankful for people in my life. People always say that they dont know what they have till its gone, well I am always constantly thinking of how grateful I am for the people that are in my life. I really have this appreciation.

Last night I was babysitting the Fountains and we usually do something adventurous. We had a picnic on the trampoline and then watched Up and ate popcorn with blankets. Those kids are so special to me. It was a magical moment. We even star gazed. I told them how big God is.

Abi Huckabee broke her ankle on tuesday. I spent the day in the doctors office with her. I practiced what Im gonna draw on her cast. Hieroglyphics. A step by step drawing of what happened. She fell on someones foot playing volleyball and twisted her ankle. It was a tied game and she won it for us. PTL. Fortunately for me I have her crutches to play on at the house. Im her entertainment always.

My friend and I are looking for a house to live in. I want my own space. and galaxy. We found the cutest one ever across the street from school. Its for rent. But we cant seem to find a third roommate. The house has a red roof. and a red door. and red shutters. The rest of the house is cream. It has hardwood floors too.

All I can think about is how ready I am for fall. Ive been doing a lot of looking in magazines. I want that house so bad for the sake of decorating. I want to buy lots of pumpkins. And light candles. And have loud dance parties without offending anyone. We cant do any of those things in the house/dorm Im in now. Rats.

Im in a coffee shop reading and writing and...arithmetic. This creepy man across the room is really staring at me. I mean, really staring. Im trying to make myself look unattractive. Not really but it is so annoying. This is my current life people. Then theres this other weird guy playing on his ipad. He can talk and it will replay what he said in this alvin and the chipmunk voice. Hes about 40 years old.

Bands I have been listening to for the past week: She and Him. M. Ward. Mumford and Sons. Needtobreathe. William Fitzsimmons. Priscilla Ahn. And a lot of other random songs.

I got vibrams. They are just rocking my world. I feel so much more connected to the earth.

The Lord is teaching me a lot. About people and how to love. And how to show Christ's love.

I have been reading a lot of books since the end of last semester. Sometimes all I can think about is getting alone in a quiet place and just reading. I just finished a biography on Amelia Earhart. She was one really neat person. She was so brave and courageous. She took a chance and did something that other women would'nt dare do. She wanted to prove to the world that she could do something that only men do. Sometimes I think of my own personal adventursom life and, in comparison, it is nothing to the people I read about.

I am now reading a biography on Julie Andrews. She fascinates me. I love biographies. I love reading about people. Once I read about I feel like I knew them. I like to know personal stuff and the lives they lived outside of what the world saw.

A boy today asked me what I was reading and he asked me who Julie Andrews was. I through the book in his face. Julie and I were so disappointed.

Dr. Carroll is my favorite professor at bcf. He is one of the english teachers. He has read every book thats ever been written. For real. Freal. I always spend time talking with him in his office. I took his American Literature class last semester and loved it so much. He is currently letting me borrow Queen of the Turtle Derby. I told him..."You know me so well."

I am so bad at blogging. Well...when Im not blogging. I always say I am then promise it in my heart of hearts but never do. I am not going to tell you that I am for the next few months, but I sure will try.

Fall brings so many new things. It feels so refreshing to start new seasons. Seasons of life and Seasons, literally. I get excited about wearing boots. and wearing scarves. and eating candy corn. and smelling candles. and having windows open. and the wind. and music. and leaves. and pine straw everywhere. Speaking of new things I changed majors in the middle of the first week of school. I dont want to teach. I changed it to Leadership and Christian Education. It was the broadest and least amount of hrs degree. I am excited. I dont really care about kids acedemically. I care about more important things like life skills and their souls. I want to write kids books and do mission work and work with special needs kids athletically. With teaching I wouldnt have time to do anything extra like that. I am excited to see what God will do with this new major and life. I want to impact the world. I get excited about not knowing.

I just had my first fall treat. It was a pumpkin delight cookie. I am surrounded by fall decorations too. Im at the relatives. Mrs Aunt Betsy is so wonderful at decorating for seasons. Along with the fall treat, The Sound of Music is on. Beautiful.

Happy labor day. Happy almost fall.

Funny story:

I went to the library the other day to check out a book. Since I don't live in Dothan I cant check out books. (What's the point of a library if you cant check out books! How selfish of them). BUT Im employed in Dothan so I can. I brought a letterhead of Wiregrass Church with me. They also needed a document with my Graceville address to prove I live there. I politely asked them if I really needed that since I didn't have it with me. They gave me a hesitant look, the look as if they would let me go ahead and check it out...then they explained in a soft voice that their boss was very anal about that kind of stuff. I said 'its no big deal, for your sake I'll come back tomorrow!' So then they said "Don't worry about bringing the letterhead back since we've already seen it." I go back the next day (with my address doc) and explained to the new lady my situation. She immediately asked for my letterhead. I said "Oh the ladies yesterday said not to bring it back since they saw it!" She snapped back and said "WELL HONEY I HAVE TO HAVE IT TO LET YOU CHECK OUT A BOOK!" I said well I don't have bc they said don't worry about it. She said "WELL WHAT WERE THEIR NAMES?!?!" (She gave me that look like, AHA! Gotchya. Booyah. Yeah). I said well I don't know but one was a heavier set black lady who helped me with much courtesy, and the other had grey hair in a pony tail with bangs and glasses. She replied "WELL SWEETY, WE ALL DONT WORK AT THE SAME TIMES NOW DO WE!!!" I understood and said 'let me go check in my car for my letterhead.' I thought it was hopeless at this point. I found it in my purse on the way out!!! I marched back in there and said "HERE JERK!!!" Not really, although I wanted to at that point bc of her impoliteness. To make the long story short I stood there for 15 minutes while she filled out my info for my library card on an old typewriter. Ya know, the ones that take 5 minutes to type out one sentence? Those. (In the end I think I figured out who the "anal" boss was.) I got my book. I checked out "The Bell Jar" by Sylvia Plath, which parallels her life. After I got it she then FIRMLY explained to me they don't renew books. What library doesn't renew books?! ...This one.

I just don't understand how people can be so rude for no reason. Couldn't I have been this ONE exception? Bc they probably rarely have people come in from out of town wanting to check books out. So its not like she has to deal with this all the time. Well it nevertheless gave me a chance to show Jesus. We are called to be the different ones. Even though SHE was the different one in this situation.

i am going to tell you a secret. A secret from the heart. and soul. my heart and soul to be specific. when i get ready in the morning sometimes i listen to really weird and great music to inspire my outfit. true story. ill give you a list in a second of a few examples. if i dont know what to wear i just simply play a song that will inspire me. then the ideas start flooding in.

sufjan stevens- we are what you say.
rusted root- on my way.
veer zaara- aisa es hai mera.
cat stevens- peace train.
donna lewis- always and forever.
my polka vinyl.

ps cat stevens inspires me period. thats all. he is one of the grandest. he has a special place in my heart.

toy story was excellent. its sort a kids suspense thriller movie. i wish i had seen this one with my best friend. bc we saw the first and second in the theater when we were younger. i nearly weeped at the end. it was truly touching. it made me want to go home and play with my old toys. they will never be forgotten. i love them.

dear barbie, im sorry for always cutting your fake hair. your long curly locks got in the way of my tom-boyish lifestyle. they also got extremely mangled. probably due to rolling you down the street in your scratched up corvette. sorry about that too.

Wanna know something weird I do? Ok. I'll tell you. Since you asked. Occasionally when Im in my car listening to music I sometimes lip-sing. Then...minutes later I'll realize what Im doing. That's the sad part...I dont even realize Im doing it. Dont get me wrong, I love to sing, outloud, but sometimes on accident I lip-sing. I dont know why.

I have a few paintings I will be painting soon. I think they are good ideas. I hope they turn out the way Im picturing.

I like the sound of banjos. and good voices. and I like the taste of good food.

I am super excited about Toy Story 3. Those are some of my favorite disney movies. and Pocahontas. I want to be just like her.

I am in serious search of some Binoculars. See, I capitalized it because they are currently so important to me. I am going to be doing much exploring this summer and am in desperate need of them. Yes, desperate. I think they can only help my explorations. Probably even increase them in number. My eyes can only see so far. I am far from blind. I am also far from seeing small things from 2 miles away. I have been looking, not as much as I should, at local antique stores, but havent had much luck. I did find some great perfect ones but they were out of my price range. I also dont want them to be heavy. Aka I am going to wear around my neck. 24-7. Holla back.

I am really missing the Olympics. They are so grandiose. and grand. My Aunt Betsy and I had the most hilarious commentary. Ever. We also wished we were in the olympics ourselves. We are talented in so many areas. My dad alwasy said he could see me as a Speed Skater. I have always said I could see myself as a Speed Skater. I like speed. On ice. I love the Olympics. And cannot wait till the next showing.

Just the other day I was thinking about bugs. Lightning bugs to be specific. I am fascinated by them. I have one question...Where do they go in the daytime? Are they sleeping in the trees? It is not unusual for me to climb trees in the day time, and when I do there are no sign of them anywhere. Are they sleeping in the ground? No. Or...Do they just become a completely different bug in the day? Maybe they transform after the world is asleep. By night they are lightning bugs...by day they are.....beetles. The ones that shine blue and green when exposed to the sun.

Sunday I was deathly ill. Let me explain. I was perfect all day. I ate chips and salsa for lunch while watching 27 Dresses. People say I remind them of Katherine Heigl. I dont look like her but maybe act like her...? Anyways, later that afternoon, around 6:30, I made a hilarious rap video that I will post soon. After that I got really hot and started feeling nauseous. I watched The Incredibles and Toy Story 2. It was downhill from there. I started throwing up. Which I havent done in forever. I was up most of the night. 4:00 I turned out the light and went to sleep and got up the next morning feeling better. Monday I laid around all day. I watched Finding Nemo, Ice Age, Tarzan, Alice in Wonderland (the new one), and The Wedding Planner. Tuesday, which is now, I am at work, feeling good. Maybe it was bc the video I did was by Eminem, Lose Yourself. I ate macaroni and cheese for dinner that night. I know it couldnt have been that bc thats my favorite food. Ever.

Wiregrass Church is good. It is my second week. I am still trying to learn everything. That part is going faster that I thought.

I am currently in love with orange scented candles.

I thought The Prince of Persia was going to be retarded...turns out I loved it. and still do. I thought it was corny but thats why I thought it was funny/good.

I go through dry periods with blogging. I dont know why, I know Ill regret it in the end. But I still find time NOT to blog. Rats. Not this summer. I am going to. I am telling you Im going to. Whoever you are. Void.

So many bloggable things have happened since my last blog, December 18, 2009. Might as well be 2007. It is now 2010. A new year. I didnt even take a break to blog about the new year. New thoughts. New ideas. New adventures. New things to explore. New things to see. New things to hear. I mean, it wasnt even Christmas last time a blogged. Merry Christmas. Happy Summer.

Summer is now. I am back in the Floridian Lifestyle. This is a brand new chapter of my life. I love beginnings. I feel fresh. I start working with the kids at Wiregrass Church tomorrow. I have been attending for exactly a year not counting last summer when I was home. Most of you know Andy Stanley, it is a sister church of Northpoint in Atlanta. Cool thing. I love this church. A new family.

God is teaching me a lot. A lot about things I need to be working on. I cant accomplish anything without him. Sometimes I think I sort of can accomplish a little bit by myself. Sometimes I accidently think this without knowing until later.

School was somewhat rough this Spring semester. A lot of doubts. A lot of negative thoughts. A lot of trusting the Lord.

Tomorrows the first day of doing something Ive never done before. Im frightened. I want to do such a good job this semester. I am also excited. Wish me luck. Good luck. Thanks.

Oh and I will be back. I. Will.