so...if you were my coffee shop, where would you want to be?
factors to consider:
a. climate: cold enough for coffee to do well, not so cold that this southern belle/cajun mixed girl turns into an ice cube.
b. "cool" aspects of the place. (artsy minded community, enough room for another coffee shop, a growing "downtown" area in which i could exist, music music music!)
c. cost of living: where i am now is cheap, but its got too many coffee shops for the climate already
d. the place where i'll meet the man of my dreams
Monday, May 31, 2004
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
so...if my friend, jason, and i were going to perform one friday or saturday evening at the coffee shop, what should we sing?
its already a given that we'll do a few caedmon's works since the both of us love the sound of those.
i request that each of you submit a list (in comments) of up to 5 of your choices...besides caedmons.
its already a given that we'll do a few caedmon's works since the both of us love the sound of those.
i request that each of you submit a list (in comments) of up to 5 of your choices...besides caedmons.
Sunday, May 16, 2004
and now its time for a post about
The Camping Trip
a month or two ago the girls bible study that meets in my house decided to take an all girls camping excursion. (being encouraged by the fact that some of us have camped more than once in our lives, and there is one girl, sam, who is quite the out door survivalist)
in planning the trip, we decided camping at the beach would be the most fun for all involved. we made our plans to camp two nights at edisto island state park in south carolina...about 3 hours from augusta. sam called ahead to find out details and see about reserving us a spot..but the park wouldnt take a reservation, but assured us they wouldnt be filled and would have an overflow area available. so..when we arrived at the grounds on friday evening, the sites were all filled and there were NOT any overflow options at all. of course. so now we've got three vehicals, 7 girls, and no place to sleep for the night on an island with one grocery store and one gas station and no empty camping spots. we prayed about it and brainstormed a lot and ended up driving around the neighborhoods of rental houses hoping to find a good spot to stop for the evening...no idea what we'd do realy. we found a nice dead end street surrounded by rental houses and parked at the end where we'd not be on any private property and wouldnt realy be discovered...and we decided to sleep there in our cars and enjoy the beach the following day, then go ahead home on saturday night instead of setting up camp for only one night when we'd have to leave in the morning on sunday anyhow. saturday morning we awoke after actually having slept fairly well, started the cars, and drove back to the state park. the beach was enjoyable. perfect weather--not too hot to be happy out of the water and not too cool to enjoy getting wet. everyone got too much sun on some part of their body. we each got to talk to girls in the group whom we didnt know well before. everyone got along fine and stress-free dispite the complete loss of planning we were dished.
here's a tip: just because you've never remembered being sunburnt on your legs before..dont skip putting sunscreen on them..thats the day they will burn the worst. ouch!
The Camping Trip
a month or two ago the girls bible study that meets in my house decided to take an all girls camping excursion. (being encouraged by the fact that some of us have camped more than once in our lives, and there is one girl, sam, who is quite the out door survivalist)
in planning the trip, we decided camping at the beach would be the most fun for all involved. we made our plans to camp two nights at edisto island state park in south carolina...about 3 hours from augusta. sam called ahead to find out details and see about reserving us a spot..but the park wouldnt take a reservation, but assured us they wouldnt be filled and would have an overflow area available. so..when we arrived at the grounds on friday evening, the sites were all filled and there were NOT any overflow options at all. of course. so now we've got three vehicals, 7 girls, and no place to sleep for the night on an island with one grocery store and one gas station and no empty camping spots. we prayed about it and brainstormed a lot and ended up driving around the neighborhoods of rental houses hoping to find a good spot to stop for the evening...no idea what we'd do realy. we found a nice dead end street surrounded by rental houses and parked at the end where we'd not be on any private property and wouldnt realy be discovered...and we decided to sleep there in our cars and enjoy the beach the following day, then go ahead home on saturday night instead of setting up camp for only one night when we'd have to leave in the morning on sunday anyhow. saturday morning we awoke after actually having slept fairly well, started the cars, and drove back to the state park. the beach was enjoyable. perfect weather--not too hot to be happy out of the water and not too cool to enjoy getting wet. everyone got too much sun on some part of their body. we each got to talk to girls in the group whom we didnt know well before. everyone got along fine and stress-free dispite the complete loss of planning we were dished.
here's a tip: just because you've never remembered being sunburnt on your legs before..dont skip putting sunscreen on them..thats the day they will burn the worst. ouch!
Monday, May 10, 2004
mmmm...comming home in the evening to take a nice warm shower before sleep....what could make this less relaxing?
i'll tell you what-finding a cockroach behind your shampoo bottle!!!
at the moment of my discovery, my roommate was using the potty and she thought my scream was from her flushing the toilet. soon as she was out of the room, i grabbed my robe and exited to find the roommate's boyfriend and beg him to handle the situation....which he did, so kindly.
bleh.
on the to-do list:
buy roach trap things.
spray the bathroom corners and window sills well with roach spray.
i'll tell you what-finding a cockroach behind your shampoo bottle!!!
at the moment of my discovery, my roommate was using the potty and she thought my scream was from her flushing the toilet. soon as she was out of the room, i grabbed my robe and exited to find the roommate's boyfriend and beg him to handle the situation....which he did, so kindly.
bleh.
on the to-do list:
buy roach trap things.
spray the bathroom corners and window sills well with roach spray.
Sunday, May 09, 2004
A Mothers' Day entry:
my mom is amazing.
i was telling my little sisters the other day about how cool she is. i think it started with a discussion about how much getting ears pierced can hurt and how my little sister, catherine, said she never wants to get hers done. so i made sure to tell catherine and christina that our mother is the best because she wont ever force a girl to shave her legs, wear makeup, or get her ears pierced. she let me decide all of that in my own time.
my mom is the queen of being herself, and she's beautiful at it. she helped me grow up completely confident that I'm okay just as i am. She somehow molded me into something that isnt a mess.
she's amazing with the family finances, even though there've never been a lot there. having less makes it even more of a challenge to ballance.
she keeps a clean house that isnt so clean no one feels comfortable in it, but its still spotless.
she welcomes everyone.
she encourages her kids to do what they are interested in, even if she has no idea how to do it herself, she'll find a way for that kid to learn whatever it is. even if it means learning it first herself.
shes good at gently letting go as we grow up. she gives as much as we need when we need it and doesnt cling more than is important...just enough to let us know she's there for whatever we need.
she's got amazing faith. ive seen her walk headfirst into many a scary day. ive known her prayers many a night before.
shes organized.. theres no way to survive without it in a house of 2 college graduates, 2 third graders, a pastor, a dog, various fish, houseplants, coo-coo-clocks, bunnies, and sometimes kittens... thats a lot of feeding, cleaning, watering, calling, writing, paying for, writing for, loving...and she has more to spare.
i love my mom. i dont know how i'll ever do as much for the family i hope to have as she's done for ours.
my mom is amazing.
i was telling my little sisters the other day about how cool she is. i think it started with a discussion about how much getting ears pierced can hurt and how my little sister, catherine, said she never wants to get hers done. so i made sure to tell catherine and christina that our mother is the best because she wont ever force a girl to shave her legs, wear makeup, or get her ears pierced. she let me decide all of that in my own time.
my mom is the queen of being herself, and she's beautiful at it. she helped me grow up completely confident that I'm okay just as i am. She somehow molded me into something that isnt a mess.
she's amazing with the family finances, even though there've never been a lot there. having less makes it even more of a challenge to ballance.
she keeps a clean house that isnt so clean no one feels comfortable in it, but its still spotless.
she welcomes everyone.
she encourages her kids to do what they are interested in, even if she has no idea how to do it herself, she'll find a way for that kid to learn whatever it is. even if it means learning it first herself.
shes good at gently letting go as we grow up. she gives as much as we need when we need it and doesnt cling more than is important...just enough to let us know she's there for whatever we need.
she's got amazing faith. ive seen her walk headfirst into many a scary day. ive known her prayers many a night before.
shes organized.. theres no way to survive without it in a house of 2 college graduates, 2 third graders, a pastor, a dog, various fish, houseplants, coo-coo-clocks, bunnies, and sometimes kittens... thats a lot of feeding, cleaning, watering, calling, writing, paying for, writing for, loving...and she has more to spare.
i love my mom. i dont know how i'll ever do as much for the family i hope to have as she's done for ours.
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
*sticks this to the top*
(blog wont let me future-date it)
taken from rae's livejournal where he took it from someone else's who probably took it from someone else....
"i want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more no less. ask me anything you want, then i want you to go to your journal, copy & paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything."
i'll post my answers in the comments :)
(blog wont let me future-date it)
taken from rae's livejournal where he took it from someone else's who probably took it from someone else....
"i want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more no less. ask me anything you want, then i want you to go to your journal, copy & paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything."
i'll post my answers in the comments :)
Sunday, May 02, 2004
new bad-for-me hobby:
learning/practicing growling like ella and louis.
i started doing it this evening while listening to bob dylan, of all people. i think i was bored of his voice for the moment and wanted to do something different with it.
i can growl! cant say its the best feeling in the world..but dang if it doesnt sound neato :)..and funny!
learning/practicing growling like ella and louis.
i started doing it this evening while listening to bob dylan, of all people. i think i was bored of his voice for the moment and wanted to do something different with it.
i can growl! cant say its the best feeling in the world..but dang if it doesnt sound neato :)..and funny!
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