Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Come visit me real soon, okay?
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
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Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
I am huge fans of internet sensations Rhett and Link, who have made hundreds of original and hilarious songs. This one is their latest..."Hannah Montana: Cliff Notes for Parents".
If you'd like to see more of their songs, check out their website:
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Hubs and I went to see the documentary EXPELLED tonight with some friends. We all found it to be really thought-provoking, and we enjoyed a good discussion about it afterward.
Ben Stein produced the documentary when he started hearing about scientists being black balled by their scientific communities for daring to openly question Darwinism.
It is an important film about the state of academic freedom in America and how it is currently being threatened. The stories that some of the scientists told were both frightening and sad.
I might also add that this film is not a Christian manifesto against Darwinism. Ben Stein himself is Jewish, and the scientists he interviewed are have varied religious views.
I highly recommend the film. Go see it with some friends and then have a good discussion about it afterward!
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
- I totally identify with what you're saying. I feel that way a lot too. Maybe it's just the artist in you. Let's not fit in together!
- I understand it all too well. I hope you feel better soon...and I would also like to "not fit in together"
- i've felt a lot like you--oYYyyy that horrible awkward jr high feeling! it sometimes makes me want to just hide away and feel sorry for my different-silly-dorky self, ya know? it frustrates me because i feel like others arent looking for friends to make a commitment to--only people who join their cliques on an as-need basis, if you know what i mean. even sometimes with the blogosphere i feel that way, too--like i'm just a huge goofball that still cant even fit in there!
- I think most people feel similar, they just fake it most of the time.We Americans like to stay busy and avoid real community most of the time.
- I agree with those who say that I think most people feel that way. I know I feel like a huge dork most of the time. And remember, those who are totally 'cool' work very hard at it, and it's a lot of effort that could be better spent being who they are.
- I feel like I don't fit in ALL the time. It used to bother me, but now I like it because it means that I am truly unique.
- Of course, that's coming from me, a person who hasn't fit in since the day I was born.
- I think we all have days like these. God made you just the way you are and you fit right in with HIM. That's all that matters.
- I totally understand where you're coming from :)
- I learned alot about myself in NYC and much of that has to do with my dorky, weird, misunderstood self.
- We all feel disconnected from time to time.
- i TOTALLY understand where you're coming from.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
One day, the princess met a handsome knight. We’ll call him Sir Suitor because…why not? He was blonde and tall with blue eyes and broad shoulders. He was, in the words of the princess, “totally yummy”. In addition to his impressive physical attributes, the knight had a warm and noble heart. It was a heart of integrity and character. A heart that Princess Tracy believed she could trust. As the princess got to know the knight, she was so taken by him that she found herself thinking with more and more confidence that she would be willing to leave the State of Singleness and cross the dangerous River Courtship with Sir Suitor. One lovely Saturday, Sir Suitor surprised the princess with a kiss and asked her to be his girlfriend. In a pleased daze, the princess obliged the knight, and with that, they began their journey across Dating Bridge. They passed the initial checkpoints in flying colors. Dinner dates and coffee dates and phone dates every night only confirmed for the couple that their feelings for each other were true. Other dates with friends and family further confirmed what the couple felt deep in their hearts. The couple even took some time to be apart for three weeks, and their conclusion was the same. This was love, and they both knew it.
One crisp autumn day, the couple was strolling across Dating Bridge hand-in-hand, when they stopped to take in the view. The waters of the River Courtship sparkled below, reflecting the sun’s happy rays. Suddenly all was quiet. As Sir Suitor and the princess looked around, they realized that they were halfway across the bridge. They smiled at each other as their stomachs did mini flip-flops. They talked about how far they had come in the short time they had known each other. They marveled at how close they had grown. Neither had made it this far across the bridge without red flags waving, sirens blaring, or loved ones shouting “Beware!”. They only felt peace. They talked and confessed that they both wanted to continue on their journey to the State of Marriage, and they continued across the bridge.
After only a few more steps, the architecture of the bridge changed. The first half of the bridge was wide and paved, and pretty easy to cross. But now the bridge grew narrower. For a while, the two could still walk side-by-side, but soon Dating Bridge was single file with no railings. Sir Suitor walked in front of the princess, making sure each step was safe and offering his hand to steady her. Once or twice the princess looked down and shuddered because the raging waters were so far below. She had fallen from the bridge once before, and she closed her eyes tight, trying not to remember. Sir Suitor whispered to the princess in his loving and steady voice, “Open your eyes, sweet princess. It’s going to be okay.” She opened them, and looked at her knight, and she tried not to be scared. After taking a few more steps, the sidewalk narrowed into a tightrope. It seemed that the rest of the couple’s journey to the State of Marriage would be riskiest part of all. “Can’t we zoom across this last part like a zip line?” the frightened princess asked her knight. Sir Suitor replied with his steady gaze, “The journey cannot be rushed.” The princess insisted that there must be some way. The sound of the threatening waters below taunted her. Sir Suitor heard the sound of the river, too. The knight and the princess looked each other square in the eye. Both knew that the tightrope was a kind of a test. Only the knight knew that time spent on the tightrope, steadily moving closer and closer to the shore was the safest way to arrive on the banks of the State of Marriage. Princess Tracy was skeptical, but she loved Sir Suitor. And she trusted him. Both trusted in the King, who ruled over both States with great care. They knew that it was really His loving hand that had sustained them on their journey all along, and that only His hand would bring them safely to their new home.