Friday, January 27, 2006

Jump n' Jive for # 37

In honor of my mom & dad's 37th wedding anniversary, Terrel and I made a whirl wind trip down to the Weezies to throw them a surprise sock hop. Mom and Dad are the two hardest people to surprise in the entire world. Dad tried to go hunting and Mom wanted to work! But, luckily, I'm an excellent fibber and we managed to pull it all off, even though we had to tell them that a pipe burst in the house in order to get them to come home. I do feel a little bad about hat one. I must say that it was hard to plan from so far away and I couldn't have done it without Ms. Dee and Ms. Joyce, along with countless others who provided food, cake, and soda fountain beverages! Thanks, y'all! It was a great sock hop complete with poodle skirts, a soda jerk, 50's music, and plenty of dancing! I made a special "dachshund" skirt for my mom, a "pomeranian" skirt for Meg, and a "kitty" skirt for me. Even Isabel had a great time!

I am so thankful to everyone who was involved in making it a roaring success! I could not have asked for more! Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad. You've been a great example of lasting love and marriage to Meghan and me! We love you!

A Sock Hop wouldn't be complete without the world's greatest Soda Jerk!

Tee hee, we're so cute..

...and so are we...

...and so are they!

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

More Lingo

One of my MSG's wrote me a note the other day and signed it LYLAFKLC: Love ya like a fat kid loves cake. What will they think of next?

P.S. I think Trace Adkins has officially killed the term "badonkadonk." When it appears in a bad country music video, I think it's dead.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

The Luckiest Woman Alive!

Some days I wake up and I can hardly believe how blessed I am to be married to such a wonderful man! Everybody, stop and check this hottie out! He's the greatest!
(Cue the music: Lets Hear It for the Boy)

Back to School, Back to School....

I can't believe that after nearly ten years of undergraduate and graduate work combined, I'm back in school! That's right! I'm taking two more classes in order to qualify for a renewable teaching certificate in Georgia! In the immortal words of Frank Barrone, "Holy Crap!?"

Monday, January 16, 2006

Congrats, Josh and Melanie!

Ok, I should have done this over a month ago, but better late than never! Here are some pictures of Josh and Melanie, newly married! Can I just give Melanie some serious snaps for having one of the most gorgeous wedding gowns I've ever seen! The details on this dress were absolutely breathtaking!

Terrel and I wish you two all the best! Thanks for being such great friends!
Married at last!
Ol' Boy does its duty.
The obligatory picture of us.

Once again, Melanie shows a knack for elegance with her beautiful choice of color!

Sunday, January 15, 2006


First of all, I'd like to direct your attention to the Blog Friends section of my sidebar. I've added three new friends: Julianne, Rachel, and Carrie. Check them out for a laugh. I've also added a new blog of my own called Nostalgia. Since my 10 year high school reunion is in October, I've decided to post some old pictures and whatnot. Check it out if you're looking for a laugh--you can see me at my most awkward.

Speaking of, I had a group of our church's middle school girls over for a slumber party so that we could get to know each other and plan out our newly established middle school girls' ensemble. Can I just say, I'd forgotten what the pre-teenage years were like. Seriously, how did I make it though that world where you're not a kid anymore, but not an adlolescent either? Laura, thanks for helping me through!

Monday, January 09, 2006

The Lingo

Terrel and I just found out the dates for our church's youth choir tour. Wow, remember those days? But now we're chaparones! What's that all about? The good thing is, we've been there, so we know what to do. We'll have to watch out for the CTR's and warn the kids to keep the PDA down or they'll just wind up with a DTR on their hands when they get home, only to find out that they're just gonna be BFF.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Communion Reflections

This morning at our church we had the Lord's Supper to celebrate Epiphany. It was a beautiful service that gave me a lot to think about. We began with a piano prelude, "How Beautiful," which talks about the body of Christ, the fellowship of believers with him as we share in the Lord's Supper, and the fellowship we have one with another in those moments. During that time, the youth minister showed a slide show from the youth group's recent trip to Slidel, Louisiana to help the Katrina victims in that area. A friend of mine said that "beautiful" was the right word for it: the body of Christ working in concert to help those in need and share God's love.

Our pastor took an interesting approach to the new year and communion in his sermon, as he chose to speak about our will and how the issue in most of our decisions is not one of strength or knowledge, but simply will. This is also the Sunday that we celebrate the Baptism of Christ, so we talked about Jesus's will, and how it changed at that moment. He made his human will subservient to his divine will. [Seminary students, lets not get into all of the theological implications ;) ] Baptism for him was not a need, but a choice. He was willing himself to do what would please God.

Then we celebrated the Lord's Supper. Our church uses these little wafers that have the texture of puffed rice. This may sound odd, (and I'm not one to try to overspiritualize things) but I've never considered the difference one's choice of bread can make in the impact of that moment. Let me explain. Growing up, the church I was at always used a hard, cracker-like bread that you had to grind up with your teeth. It was, for lack of a better word, crunchy. For some reason that always made me think about Isaiah 53:5

But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.

If this bread represents the body of Christ, are we not reinacting the crushing of that holy body? Must we not consider that our sins were the very cause of that infliction, and must we not consider that we are just as active a participant in Christ's affliction on the cross as we are the grinding of the bread between our teeth? Similarly, when we tear bread from a common loaf, are we not reinacting those moments in which Christ's body was torn and bruised in the crucifixion?

And now this wafer. I sat there this morning, in a moment that can become fairly routine after 20-some-odd years in the church, and I found my self strangely moved. Not that it is unusual for one to be moved at this moment in the communion service, but my thoughts were different from the usual self-evaluation and soul searching that I usually try to focus on in this time of remembrance. I sat there holding the little white disc and ran my fingers over the cross pressed into the center. In that moment I thought that this is the closest we, as humans, will ever come to touching the face of Christ (at least in this world). Do I believe in transubstantiation (that the bread literally becomes the body of Christ), no. But there is a symbolism there that I could not take lightly. As I looked at that wafer and ran my thumb over it time and again, all I could feel is an overwhelming sense of greatfulness and love. And as that softer wafer was pressed between my teeth, I felt no resistance. I thought of Christ, who did not resist death, but walked toward it boldly, that I might find my salvation in him.

At the end of the Lord's Supper, as we took the cup, our pastor recalled that Jesus asked us to do this in remembrance of him. He simply said, "We remember." And for the first time in a long time, I said with a truer emotion, "I remember."

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Good Game!

So, we watched the Rose bowl last night...or something like that. I can never remember which bowl it actually was, just who played. I never thought I'd actually be pulling for Texas, but lets face it, USC needed to be shown their proper place in the world. (I only know that because Terrel told me so. Tee-hee.) But seriously, I have to agree with him that there is definitely a media man crush on USC. Besides, I didn't like how the band grabbed themselves during the halftime show. I mean, yeah, its "Beat it," but you don't have to grab yourself and hop around the field to make it a good rendition. They didn't just put their hands in the general area either! No, it was a definite GRAB. And thanks to the camera men the world got it up close and personal! Move over Janet, the Trojans have their own halftime show to put on! ;)

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Reunion Pics

Ok, so I couldn't sleep. Checked my email--not much there. Thought I'd blog...not much there either.

I've been thinking about high school a lot lately. Holy Crap that was a long time ago. Ten years! What's up with that!? Was I 17 when I graduated? Am I 27 now? No! Surely I'm not a day over 25. Some women lie about their age and refuse to admit to anything past 29. Not me. Nothing past 25. I'm 25 forever! Children have lived for entire decades since I was in high school! People born in the eighties are...married to me! (Of course, that depends completley upon your point of view concerning decades. One might say that 1980 was actually the culmination of the 70's, and is, therefore, a part of the 70's. I disagree. I say, it begins with an 8, therefore, it is a part of the 80's.)

So much has changed! I think about who I was then and it seems so plastic, so two-dimensional, so incomplete. On December 26th I sat down at a table full of those old high school friends and it was like all of the time and distance melted away. Suddenly, there we were falling into the same old roles. And I don't like the role that I played. Sitting at that table I suddenly remembered the girl that I was then. I acted ditsy of all things!? And I am not a least not any more. I will admit to being a little bubbly at one time.

Forget who I was then...who am I now? I would definitely say there have been some improvements. I think I'm more intellectual now. I'm more focused on studying and reading...although I never have learned to spell very well. Definitely wiser, more discerning. Probably a little more laid back. I think my faith has changed too. I no longer take things a face value. I want to explore them, question them, and see it with my own eyes.

I think the biggest difference is that I do know who I am now, and for the first time in a long time I'm content with what I see in the mirror (minus a few pounds, mind you. Don't think for a second that I didn't sit there for ten minutes and try to crop my body out of that photo of Carrie and me!) Even the imperfections seem to have a purpose in the grand scheme of things, and I'm not afraid to admit that there's room for improvement.

What's missing? Probably forgiveness. Forgiveness from those in the past. Forgiveness from myself. I think the hardest things to let go of are those that you didn't set right when you had the chance. Those are my only regrets: those things that I didn't set right while I still could.

Monday, January 02, 2006

A Return to the Carnage

Well, we're back in G-ville. First of all, let me apologize to all disgruntled B.R. friends that I did not have the opportunity to visit while in town. I stink. When you go home for the holidays you never have as much time as you thought you would. That was definitely the case this past week. I will of course apologize to you individually and personally, but please allow me to make some sort of ammends by announcing to all of the blogging world that I am truly sorry. Chris, it stinks that we missed you while you were in town, but we'll be in F.W. in February, so I hope to get to visit will all you crazy Seminary cats while I'm there!

Ok, back to the carnage! As you all know, Terrel and I had pneumonia or something before we left for the holidays. I can't even begin to tell you the mess we left behind once we were well and able to travel. Laundry for days! No groceries! Unswept floors! No clean towels! It's awful! There's so much to do that I'll need another vacation once I'm done cleaning this house!

I hope you all had a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year! A clean slate is a wonderful thing! My goal this year is to be healthier and more organized. What are your goals? What resolutions are you making? Keep me posted and let me know how you're doing!