A smelly situation

This needs no words, but on Sunday afternoon an RA walked me up to a bathroom and showed me this:

3 awesome weekends...

Read all the way through and enjoy some pictures at the end, that is right I am going to post pictures, get excited.
It all started with homecoming weekend. One of my favorites and for the first time since college I was not driving in on Thurs night and spending the night with Hall to attend chapel the next morning I was awaiting company here in Abilene. Katie came in on Thurs and we had a grand ol time catching up and staying up late. Friday my parents arrived and shortly thereafter Erika and Jen showed up, yesss. Ferika and Jen (mija) occupied room 129 in Gardner and it was fabulous. It took us back to dorm life and that was a fun time. We walked the halls together and just reminisced. We woke up and went to the parade, which never lets me down and then on to the football game.
Two weeks later they returned, along with others, for our annual girls weekend. That was an absolute blast. We shopped, ate, sat around a fire, stayed up late, watched sing song videos (do not judge), went to friday chapel, ate some more, went to anson lights (Hess' favorite), dead baby house (always a hit) and ate again. That weekend never fails to be so much fun, I look forward to it and love it. I cannot wait until Nashville '09.
The third and final awesome weekend was Beth and Jarod's wedding weekend. It was a classy event in which I got to see many friends that I have not seen in a while.
Alright, enough talking here are some pics...

The cute couple

me, Spence, Kate, Em

ACU Friends

jealous?

Kate, Em, Kami, me

weird...no clue

Group w/Grandpa

hanging around campfire

Hess pumped about Anson lights

MoMo's reaction to halftime show

Ferika's reaction to halftime show

Group at game

Go Wildcats!!

Ferika...nasty

GATA

sporting the purple except one of us...

We love ACU Wildcats!!!

Fines...

I went to the library today, that was not a mistake. Here is the deal since I started grad school, I decided to go to the library for an hour a day and just read or do research for papers that will be due. I know over achiever, what can I say. Today when I went, I needed to check out some books. I went up the counter and gave him my name and he said I have a fine. What?!? Seriously? He said yeah, it is from 2004. I said that was my junior year. Wow, I went to the library a hand full of times. One of those times, all of my clothes were stolen out of my closet (Em and Neeners). I never remember checking books out, pretty sure I did not know how to do that anyways.
I guess it has been truth week for me, or I am just growing up. I caught a girl sliding her card in chapel for another girl and straight up took both cards from her and turned them in. Also, residence directors can eat 6 meals a week in the bean, that is right you guys are jealous. We walk up sign a piece of paper, put our banner id on it and what meal we are eating. Well, the paper had a girls name on that is for sure not a director and the lady at the counter asked me if I knew who she was and I said nope, she is not a director. I then asked if she wanted me to write all the res. directors names on the back of the paper so they knew for a fact who we were.
I love national stay at home week b/c my TV shows are all coming back. That makes me very happy.
Gardner you ask: window broken, sneaking out, gold fish in room, furniture moved from east lobby, asthma attack all in a week.
Work is going well. I am enjoying walking around campus and seeing my girls from gardner. It is fun to go to chapel and not have to slide a card, but weird to be there and not see my friends sitting on the floor. Extra weird to eat in the bean and go to the left side and expect to see all my friends eating at "our" table and they are not there. I love sitting in my apartment and hearing the yells on the intramural fields.
Freshmen Follies happened and it was awesome. Since then it has been way cool walking the halls at night b/c more doors are open and more girls are out in the hallways chatting it up and having a good time.

wowzers...

I now have 300 girls, give or take a few, that live in my mansion. It has been a long week, but a good one. I will say, I have missed watching the olympics. I am obsessed with them, to say the least. We had candle light devo, the gardner meeting (which I spoke for an hour at-I know, shocker), got to see Cassie and Jevy and Kara moving their sisters in, well Kara was moving Zach's sister in, but same thing. That was crazy. The fire alarm went off, boys tried to climb up the escape ladder, curfew violations, calling girls out on their nasty butt shorts and much much more. It was a pretty eventful week and many more to come. It is funny to be on the other side of things, maybe not all the time, well yeah pretty much all the time.
I begin school on Mon, what the crap? You heard it right, I am going back to school per my own decision, never ever thought that would happen. I am getting my masters of higher education because I am really liking this working at a university thing. That sentence sounded intelligent.
I am staying up late again and soon will be back in the books, wait I never was in the books. This time I will be, I promise MoMo. I really feel like I am a freshmen again, it is awesome. It was really funny before the big meeting, the girls did not know who I was and so they would say anything when they would walk by me in the dorm, oh the things I heard. It kind of made me want to go incognito all year long to hear everything, but let's face it I am about to be 26 and so old and mature, it would not have lasted long.
Kristi: I am still reminding myself that I am the adult, I am the adult. Thanks.

A 1 1/2 day trip quickly turned into a 4 day trip...

My dream is to go to all the baseball stadiums before I die. When I heard Yankee stadium and Shea stadium were getting torn down after the season, I knew I needed to book a trip quickly. So, mom, dad and myself took an unforgettable trip to New York.
It began on Tues, we flew out at 11:15. We had a connection in Atlanta and literally sprinted through the airport and made it to the terminal only to hear you have 1 minute to board the flight to New York. We made it, barely. Then, we get to the hotel only to hear they do not have our reservation and they are over booked. You must be kidding?!?! They found us a room and an upgrade, actually. We made it to the Mets game Tues evening. It was awesome. The fans are the best, they love the game. The chanting never stopped from the first inning to the ninth inning. When the pitcher had thrown 2 strikes and there were 2 outs, every person stood and clapped for the next pitch. They cheered on their team like they were good friends with every player. The next day...Yankee stadium. This is what I had been waiting for, do not get me wrong I love the Mets, I mean my middle name is Shea after the stadium, but the Yankees come on. The game was at 1:10 and we arrived at noon. It was like sitting in history. I just kept thinking how great it was that the babe stood on the same field and hit a home run, Mantle ran the bases there, etc. Again, the fans cheered and were passionate about every call. It was something I will never forget. I cannot even put in words how awesome it was to watch games at those stadiums. We were scheduled to fly out that evening at 7:29 and arrived at the airport around 5:00only to find out that our flight was delayed. After we made it through security we found out that many flights had been cancelled and ours was delayed some more. At 1:30 in the morning our flight was cancelled. We had to then go back downstairs and stand in the 1 hour line to reschedule. I needed to be at work the next morning at 9 and that was not happening. So, we get to front of the line to find out there are no flights to Atlanta until after 5 the next day. So, we do it. Then, we find out the first available from ATL to DFW is at 8am the next morning. Joy to the world. At this moment every rental is taken and every hotel/motel is taken from NY to New Jersey. Crazy. You know what happened then, find as comfortable of a spot you can in the airport and try to sleep. haha, yeah right. Mom and I noticed them handing blankets out about 3, so we went over to get one and the man said, "you must be sitting down to get a blanket." What??!!!! You have to be kidding, are we in first grade? So, we ran in front of him and sat down and he handed us one when he got to us. Awesome. After a thirty minute nap, civilians began making their way in the airport to catch there flights out the next morning. Cool, just imagine over 100 people with huge sky blue blankets all bundled up in various parts of the airport and men and women coming in with suits and nice clothing on. We truly felt homeless. It was great. We met a ton of people and had a blast. Our flight was scheduled to leave at 6:00 that evening. Well, we needed to get out of the airport and heard of a bus that you can ride for 2 dollars to manhattan and it brings you back to the airport, sweet. We get exact change for our joy ride and go outside with backpacks and homeless blankets and wait for the bus. We get on and ride it to manhattan and when it stops there the driver says ok, that is the end everyone off. Wait a minute, they said it takes us back to the airport. The driver says it was no joy bus and we have to get off. So nice. We get off and walk through manhattan with blankets and backpacks. I was sure someone was going to hand us change or something. We ate lunch and caught another bus back to the airport, it only made our day better. We get back and realize our flight was delayed again. Now it is going to leave at 7 instead of 6. Alright, our flight shows up around 8, everyone gets off and we all stand there for 30 minutes. A man then comes out and says one of the crew members just checked out, so we have to wait on another flight and it will land around 9:30. We finally board our plane to ATL at 10:30. Then, spent the night in ATL and headed to DFW the next morning at 8am. Man, it was a long trip and two nights in the airport later we finally got home. I will say, if you are still reading, I would not trade it for the world. Baseball is truly an american tradition in New York.

A Walk Down Memory Lane...

I had to check every room in my gardner mansion today. Top to bottom and everything in between, I had to physically look at each and every bed and see which ones needed to be replaced. It was actually fun. I had yet to visit my old room and today was the big day. It was so much fun walking the halls again and remembering the good times. As I was on the third floor, about to walk into what was Mo and Cheryl's old room, I was remembering my nightly walks up there and was stopped dead in my tracks when I thought about it being 7 years ago. What?!? It was so great vividly remembering things that happened and who lived where. It makes me so very excited for when the freshmen move in and begin to make friends for life.

I'm A Big Kid Now...

I am a terrible blogger, but thanks to those reading this who stuck it out and continue to check in, having faith that I would return.
Recently I moved in to Gardner Dorm, no not a freshman again, as the director. What?!?! That is right, believe it. It has been about 2 weeks. Loved the coaching and teaching thing, but have moved on. I have a two bedroom apartment that sits near the west lobby. It is actually an entire hallway, so I call it my single wide. The guest bedroom, if you want to call it that doubles as my laundry room, well triples as the workout room as well. I love my place, it is my own. I am absolutely pumped for the freshmen class to move in, I cannot wait to meet them and see who I will share my Gardner mansion with.
On another update two dear friends got married allowing me to spend time with many dear friends. Jen and Hayden finally tied the knot. It was beautiful and perfect. I stayed with Lij and Neen as did Blake and Mo, good times had by all. We went to the rehearsal dinner and when we all saw each other it was as though we had not seen one another in 10 years, oh the screaming-Ros. We had a good time hanging out in Austin. Thanks for getting married Mija and Hayden.
Finally a blog. I will try to keep this updated more. I know you guys want to hear about my summer training here in the dorm.

Bball is over...

Because of these girls the past two years of my life have been absolutely awesome.
Basketball has come to an end. We almost made the play-offs, but had a tie breaker game and lost in overtime. It was a good run. It took up pretty much all of my time and then some, but it was so worth it. It honestly took me a while to get over it, but I think I am finally over it. We had our season ending party on Sunday night at Chili's. It has been an honor to coach the greatest girls in the history of high school. Sure, they had their ups and downs and drama moments like any high school girl, but overall I could not have hand picked a better group of girls.
I have been the worlds worst blogger lately, but now that basketball is over I can actually have somewhat of a life to write about.

Been a while, so this is random...

Basketball is in full swing and that is why the posts have not. I am coaching 8th grade, JV and assisting Varsity. I am loving it. The kids are great and I enjoy the bus rides, I know I am weird. We had a tournament this past weekend and we have one this next weekend as well. We are doing very well this year. The girls are so much fun to be around.
Thanks to MoMo I have become absolutely obsessed with making picture collages. I kid you not, when I have a minute to spare which is few and far between I make a picture collage.
I am so thrilled about Christmas. Christmas music and wearing Christmas socks have been on since right after I finished the turkey on Thanksgiving. I am telling you if you have not heard Kelly Clarkson's Oh Holy Night, oh holy cow, you must it is a good one. I love the lights, the smell, the trees, the reindeer. I will put it this way I love everything about this time of year except the bell ringers outside the stores.
So, the past 2 weeks at school we had 6 kids from China come over and check things out. In March 6 of our kids get to go over there, it is some swap students thing that our school was chosen for, pretty cool. Anyway, 2 of the boys were in my pe class and they were awesome. We had an American feast for them one day and gave them brownies and well a bunch of junk food really. They hated the brownies and Dr Pepper, my kind of boys. They were the cutest things ever and said American girls were beautiful and to that I said thank you.
I sat and had many conversations with these two intelligent boys and in one conversation I asked if they believed in God and they both said no. Now fast forward 2 weeks and I am sitting at lunch with some of my basketball girls and the two boys come and sit across from me. One of them, Karl, looked over and said, "can we um um p-r-a-i-r?" I said, "Pray?" He said, "yes yes pray." I went on to ask if he wanted me or him to pray or me to teach him how to pray and he said, "you teach you teach" He repeated after me and then when he was done I told him good job and then he bowed his head and repeated it all over again. It was awesome. There are many stories from the past 2 weeks that is just my all time favorite.
Maybe my next post will be my collages, I have never posted a picture on here and it will ruin my streak, but what the heck. I think people just go to blog sites to see the pictures.

Just Happened...

Alright, when I sub I usually find a student that enjoys watching TV almost as much as I do. So, I have found one in the class I am currently subbing. We were talking about shows, Brothers and Sisters to be exact, and discussing the happenings thus far in the season. If you do not watch, which you should, there is gay brother on the show. She had a question about the gay brother and from across the room another student yelled out, "my brother is gay". What?!?! The student talking to me froze and awkwardly replied, "I was talking about a show". It was awesome. I am still laughing about it.
On the subbing story note, I was talking with this same TV loving student the other day during class and we were discussing Gossip Girl. I was replaying a scene and said, "Why did you sleep with him?" At that moment I realized that another student had walked to the front to get something and heard it all. He was astonished and tried to slip away slowly with fear that he was not supposed to hear what was just said by the sub. I fixed it and explained the whole thing to him.
I love these kids.

I am Blessed...

School has begun, well a while back. Coaching is great. Vollyeball ends Sat. I must say I am ok with that, not because we only won 4 games but because that means baketball is soon approaching. Here is the deal, I like playing volleyball but I like coaching basketball. I thought it would be different. Maybe it is because I coach middle school volleyball and high school basketball or maybe it is because they yell at me when I do not sit down on the bench in volleyball and let me tell you I cannot coach sitting down. Now, this does not mean that I hate coaching volleyball or that I hate middle school girls, because I love them and it. There is just something about high school basketball that I love and those girls that I have gotten close to on the team. So, October 15 starts the season and the fun. I am also teaching a pe class here. I thought it would not be fun to teach pe, I will just say it because of the non athletic kids, but I love them. I would have never gotten to know these kids here because they do not play sports and therefore are not the "well known" kids in school here. But, they are awesome people. We play kickball, volleyball, soccer, mafia, duck duck goose-that is right and the animal game. I had to stop playing athletic games because it was hard for me to watch and not coach. I am working on making up more games. It is a Mon, Tues, Thurs class and it lasts an hour and a half which does in fact get very long, but they are sweet kids and I have enjoyed getting to know them. I am also subbing, which I hate, but oh well. Little extra money never hurt. All this to say I am blessed. I am blessed to form relationships with these high schoolers and get to talk with them daily about their lives and get to share my life with them. I am blessed to work with the staff I work with and make fun of the kids with them and go to lunch and share life with them. I am blessed because I get to work at a place that share Jesus Christ as the common Lord in life. I am blessed because I get to meet the kids' parents and learn where they came from. I am blessed because I get to see my parents everyday and hang out with them. I am blessed because I am blessed for so many reasons. I just need to remind myself of them from time to time.

Back from The Port...

I am back from my three and half month journey in Portland, OR. It was a great time had by all. I made friends for life, crossed many bridges, went through many tunnells (honked everytime), learned how to clap and stomp at the same time (thanks Ike), grew spiritually, went berry picking, fell in love with so many kids, said pop or soda instead of the generic coke, drove by Donald Miller's house everyday I could-do not judge me, came really close to hitting many a pedestrian (they will just start walking across the street), saw mountains daily, hiked the waterfalls, was able to breath because of the real trees, never had to pump my own gas-it was great, sweat my butt off daily (thanks to no A/C anywhere), rode on public transportation, went to the market, saw many crazy people, had bubble tea, ate some good salmon, laughed, loved, hugged, prayed, talked, had a blast and most importantly saw a handful of vanagons daily. Those are just a few things from my adventure. I have to admit it took a little bit for me to fall in love with it, but once I did it was head over heels. The mountains are beautiful and the morning air is just right. I absolutely loved that downtown is split by the Willamette river, it is amazing. Walking around downtown is wonderful. Oh yeah and I had to get used to walking everywhere. That is just what they do and I it grew on me. I enjoyed immensely that everyone just does their own thing. It does not matter what is in style or the latest trend, people just wear and do what they want. People are kind and not judgemental. The people in Portland are crazy they start random parades in the street, many women do not wear bras, sometimes you cannot tell what gender they are, mohawks were frequent hairstyles on kids, riding on really tall bikes and many other things that I frankly should not mention on here. At first my comments were "only in Portland", but I quickly got used to it so I hardly noticed the strange happenings. It was a great summer. I took over 2000 pictures all summer. The summer program went by very quickly, but it was fantastic. I actually feel bad now when I throw a can or plastic bottle in the trash can. Worshiping at Pump was awesome. I am forever thankful to be a part of the pump family. I think the most important thing I learned was to just live simply.

Looked Fun...100 Things

1. I split my gum in half and chew one on each side of my mouth
2. I rarely burp and hate when others do
3. My favorite color is blue
4. I love the smell of gasoline, sharpies and freshly mowed grass
5. It is official- I am a mac lover
6. I hate wearing jeans and pretty much never do
7. I really want to see Mount Rushmore
8. I love staying up late
9. I take a shower every morning
10. I buy a new shampoo each time I run out
11. I love commercials
12. Jingles are my favorite
13. I love folding clothes
14. I love ironing clothes
15. I am obsessed with tunnels and bridges
16. I hate using my blinker b/c of the sound it makes
17. I hate not matching, but after living in Portland I embrace it
18. I have never put make-up on myself
19. I love to be dared
20. I love tan lines, especially flip flop lines
21. If I could change one thing-I would sing like a bird
22. I love useless facts
23. I love coaching
24. I love travelling
25. I love cherry coke a little too much
26. I love mexican coka
27. My senior year in high school I became allergic to bananas/cats/cookie dough/canteloupe
28. I have been disfellowshiped from the church of christ
29. I lost my toenail at a Kelly Clarkson concert
30. I have met and stalked Kelly Clarkson
31. I have met Cal Ripken Jr 3 times
32. One time he said he was going to hit a homerun for me and he did
33. I hate when people slurp their drink
34. I do not really like chocolate
35. Mo and I moved 4 times in 4 semesters
36. I love sharpies
37. I have to honk my horn when going under a tunnel
38. I eat a bag of popcorn almost every night
39. I got hit by a bike in college
40. I lost my short term memory for 9 days
41. Still do not remember those 9 days
42. I watch way too much tv-do not judge me
43. My closet is organized by colors-rainbow
44. So is my dresser
45. I have never hit snooze
46. I would rather sleep on a couch than a bed
47. I have not worn deodorant in over a year
48. I write my letters backwards
49. In third grade a boy stabbed me in the butt with a mechanical pencil
50. I love movies
51. I say color like colon with an r at the end
52. I put an l in the word both-bolth
53. I was born in Hobbs, NM
54. I have lived in 10 different cities
55. I do not like talking on the phone
56. This is getting difficult
57. I only drink water with packets of flavor in them
58. Peach tea is my favorite flavor to put in water
59. Other than the packets I do not like peach tea
60. I enjoy being the middle child
61. Never had middle child syndrome
62. I never have to look at menus b/c I get the same thing
63. I have grown to love salmon living in Portland
64. I love going to baseball games
65. I have a goal of visiting all the mlb fields
66. Wendy's is my favorite fast food
67. My mom's spaghetti is my favorite food
68. I could eat it daily
69. I really want to go to Haiti
70. I really want to go to Africa
71. I want to be on the amazing race
72. I love reality shows
73. Documentaries are the greatest
74. I love to organize things
75. Some might say I am ocd
76. I hate feet
77. I do not like it when people touch my head
78. I love and always will love sing song
79. I miss playing flag football
80. I cannot really swim
81. I do not cry very often
82. I enjoy hanging out with friends
83. I love remember whens...
84. Laughing is my favorite thing
85. I do not use a sheet, only a comforter
86. My ears are not pierced
87. I had surgery on both knees in high school
88. They are numb from the surgeries
89. I want to have a lot of kids when I get older
90. I kind of never want to grow up
91. I do not turn the radio up very loud in my car
92. I love kidd kraddick in the morning
93. I love to draw
94. I do not get sick very often
95. I only use pilot G2 blue pens to write with
96. I got in school suspension when I was in third grade
97. I broke my nose doing a skit in the locker room before a bball game in high school
98. I broke my toe playing hide and seek in the dark in a church in middle school
99. I hated middle school
100. College was the best 4 years of my life--I love the friends I made for life in college

So, I say it wrong-whatev...

For those that know me, I say the word color wrong-always have. For those that do not me well, I say it like colon with an r at the end. Get over it.
At church this morning, I leaned over to some kids and asked if they wanted to color. The little 5th grade girl looked at me and no lie said, "What's a color?"
Fine, I say it wrong. That is right I admitted it, finally.

A Masterpiece...

I am currently in Portland, OR until Aug 19. Since being here I have met many people, but there is one little guy that is pretty much my favorite. His name is Isaiah and he is 6 years old. Now, the first day I met him he shook his butt and said he was "shaking his money maker" since then the laughs have not stopped. Today, after school, he wanted to make a sandwich and split it with me. He said he wanted to make it out of his secret ingredients. Let me tell you they were not a secret for long. This sandwich that we split consisted of ketchup, mayonnaise, mustard and bar-b-q sauce. That is right, dead serious. You know what I actually ate my half too. It was for sure a masterpiece. I look forward to sharing more sandwiches with my boy, Isaiah, in the future let's just hope he allows me to make them.

Old/Irony

I was subbing the other day and made a joke about Fraggle Rock and they all just looked at me. I have never felt so old.

I said I would never...wear a windsuit or live with my parents.
The other night I was driving home to my parents house while wearing a windsuit, oh the irony.

School...

I really do not understand why kids say they hate school. All it is is hanging out with friends, honestly. There is some work, but let's face it, they either do not do their work, copy from others, work in groups, or have no friends and get finished quickly. I know they do not listen or pay attention. They think it is so boring, but why all they do is talk to friends in the hallways at the desk next to them or across the room from them. When they do not have a class with a buddy they text them all during class. If they must talk to their friend right then, they meet up in the bathroom or somewhere. I know you are stuck inside all day, but not really. I know you have to listen to a teacher, but who really does that. I know you have to actually bring your books to class and hand things in every now and then, but that could be taken care of easily. Now, do not get me wrong I hated school too, but now that I think about it why did I hate it so?
It is funny to watch kids flock to other kids like them and to hear conversations between middle school kids and the drama of high school kids. But, sometimes I just hurt for those that I see by themselves constantly. One kid comes to mind.
Let me try to set him up for you, this will not give it justice.
Crazy bed hair daily (night showerer, obviously), shorts pulled up so high it is sick, the woven belt and the loop (no lie), huge glasses that are constantly at the end of his nose, tall socks, white tennis shoes, he always has three items that he is carrying: one being a roller backpack another a small bag on his back and the other you could probably guess it a band instrument. While holding all these things, he runs from class to class. I will top all that off with he sounds like mickey mouse when he speaks. This was classic the other day he was late for track and when we asked him why he told us in his mickey voice, while looking all around that his mom made him take two showers and he had no clue why. Oh to be a middle schooler again, I do not think so.

Spring Break...

You have not seen an angry mob until you tell a 100 plus passengers to change from gate C7 to gate C21 due to a missing part on the plane. Wow, I heard a huge sigh and then just moaning. The people that were the best to watch were the passengers in group A, obviously I flew Southwest. They were pissed because they for sure had their choice of seats, then in a matter of seconds all that was messed up. It was completely out of their control. This mad mob of passengers was literally running through the airport to beat the others to the gate. I noticed through all the confusion a sweet lady in a wheelchair. She was told that a worker would come back for her because they also had to wheel three others. She sat there and watched the angry mob dart around the chair people flew past her paying no attention, some hit her and some brushed by her and others did nothing short of juked her to get around the wheelchair. Granted, she was a preboarder so she need not worry about where she was in line, but still it was sad to watch people run so carelessly around her. I heard many complaints of not getting a good seat and plans of one rushing ahead and getting in line while the other carried the luggage of the two. It was a sight to see. Once everyone got to their places and called the people picking them up, we heard over the speaker that there was now a flat tire on this new plane and it would be another hour or so before we took off. The groaning and complaining had escalated at this point as people began reaching for their cell phones. This was so great to witness and I was able to eat dinner now, so very content. I love hearing people talking to those around them and meeting new people. I got to make some friends while we waited. We finally boarded and took off.
This was all possible because I was able to spend some quality time with Mo and Blake in Nashville. It was so great to see them. It felt like old times when we all lived together, just conversation has changed a bit to real life instead of chapel or some kid that looks like a bumble bee in history class. I also spent time in San Antonio and that was great as well.
Hopefully, it will not take me so long to post again, no promises though.

Subbing, not a career...

It has been a while. I will try to catch you up on my oh so thrilling life.
Subbing has been full of great moments and not so great moments. Let me just say that a few times I have felt as though I was back in high school, b/c yes I have been in trouble as a sub. The kids are great, well sometimes. I often hear, "Are you the sub?" To which I quickly reply with a much deserved sarcastic remark like, "Do I look like your teacher?" or a "I bet you already know the answer" or my favorite, "Nope, just holding the door open for you." I have occasionally let the ole foot in mouth get me a few times as well. One time I asked 2 students if they were dating and they denied that and the class began harassing them, so I had to go a step further and ask if they were friends with benefits, why do I do things like that just leave it alone.
I am also coaching JV and assisting Varsity girls basketball at Southwest Christian High School in Ft Worth. I am loving almost every minute of being an eagle. I could not have hand picked a better group of girls. We were doing pretty well until district began, you know the games that count. They are young and they are learning. I have really enjoyed getting to know them aside from basketball and hearing all the boy drama as well as friend drama. It has been a great experience and I hope to continue this for a while.
Not to mention I am living with the parents, which pretty much speaks for itself.

Shout out...

This week I have been in Austin living with or shall I say bumming off of Jen and Ros. It has been good. Good to be with friends and hang out. I have felt a tad useless b/c I have no job and in the day I eat and look online for work. This week as I lived in their living room, ate off their dishes and used their washer and dryer I realized again that friends are so important. We need people. We need friends. We need each other. We do not need the latest model of a certain car or the most trendy shirt or the biggest TV. We just need someone in our lives that will not be afraid to walk up to us and tell us that we fill in the blank. Those cars and shirts and TVs will all go out as soon as the latest versions come in, but as Ecclesiastes says a cord of three strands is not easily broken. Two are so much stronger than one. I hope that someday I can return the favor and help them out when they need it. Why do so many live without the fortune of having really really good friends that lift them up or that tell them honestly what they might not want to hear. We need others b/c we cannot see our blind spots. All I am saying is think about those people, those close friends this week. Love you all.