Wednesday, August 29, 2012

MoTD: Senior Shirts!

 
 
 
 
Last week, I helped my friend Christine make her shirts for the first week of her senior year at Southwest High School (where I went!).
 
It brought back sweet and wonderful memories of making my own shirts for the first week of my senior year in high school, so I went hunting for the pictures that I have of me and my friends in our shirts :)
 
 
 
"Senior girls are to DYE for" 
 
 "All the boys wink at the senior girls in PINK"
 

"We're the hottest so they've said, nothing is better than senior girls in RED"
 
 
 
 
 
Good times!
 
 
 
 
 
 
eBa


Thursday, August 23, 2012

First Day of Graduate School!

black&yellow black and yellow black&yellow
 
...I heard that song on the way back from my very FIRST graduate class at Appalachian State University tonight.
 
It went really well! It was a great day. There are only seven people in my class, the professors are super nice, the mountains are beautiful, and I have what seems like it's gonna be a great assistantship!
 
 
 
I wore my lucky first-day-of-school shoes!

 
pretty mountains
 
 
 
 
Stay tuned for more of my graduate school adventures!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
eBa

Sunday, August 19, 2012

FIRST MOTD: August 19th



This "MOTD" is from a Facebook "note" I wrote two years ago today.  It explains the significance of August 19th and what it means to me.  As you know, I'm a dates person!


August 19, 2010

So tonight was Chanelle's last night in High Point, and I've been pretty depressed (to say the least) that summer is almost over. I get this way this time each year. Interestingly enough, though, pretty substantial things tend to happen around this time of year.
So after a fun night of taking pictures and driving around with Alex, getting "Bajjjjja Blast" at Taco Bell, me and Chanelle had a great conversation. It started with my realization that it was August 19th.

"Oh my gosh, I flooded my Jeep four years ago today! That means tomorrow is Garrett's birthday!"

I thought back to the memorable night of 8/19/06. I was seventeen and had as much freedom and adventure running through my veins as I did blood. With some friends from Garrett's 18th birthday party, I took my Jeep out in the woods, listening to my favorite Keith Urban cd, romping around and sank her in a gigantic mud puddle. That night, I tossed and turned and couldn't get to sleep for hours. I prayed for rest and for a miracle. I finally cried myself to sleep, thinking I would never get to drive my poor Jeep again. It was one of the most fun, incredible, crazy, depressing nights of my life. That's the night she earned the name the "Mud Bullet." The next day, I listened to my favorite Elvis songs to try and feel better. It was great.
ANYWAY, Chanelle and I proceeded to start a pretty deep conversation about our big futures and lives, and scary things like death and fears, etc...in the Harris Teeter parking lot haha. (That's where all the good stuff happens)
The cd that was playing had made its way to track #6, which was Avril Lavigne's "Sk8er Boi" or however she spells it. I told Chanelle I remembered the first time I had heard that song, which was the first day of 8th grade, on the school's weekly TV show. The thing is, I'm crazy when it comes to numbers and remembering dates, and always have been, and after a second I recalled that the first day of 8th grade was August 19th, 2002. That was the year that I started to love Southwest and make friends there, after being a loner in 7th grade (my first year at SW)
THEN I remembered that 8/19/02 was also the day that I first heard my all-time favorite song, "Burning Love" by Elvis Presley, while I was getting ready for school, nervous about starting 8th grade. I happened to turn my radio on in time to hear that song and loved it, thus eventually leading to my now 8-year Elvis obsession. Who knew I would be hanging out with Elvis' step-brother eight summers later at a church camp in Georgia?

I also heard one of my favorite Stevie Wonder songs for the first time on August 19, 2002.  At the time, I barely knew who Stevie Wonder was, but the minute I heard the song "You Are the Sunshine of My Life," I knew I loved him. Now he is one of my favorite artists.
Chanelle and I mused about how high school doesn't seem that far away, but in reality, we were seniors four years ago. The night I sank my Jeep in the mud was halfway between my first day of 8th grade and now. On that night, 8th grade seemed like light years away, but tonight, 8/19/06 seems like just yesterday. And maybe to anyone else this seems stupid, but to me it's amazing. Amazing how much can change in four years and in eight years, but ironically stay the same and how time flies by so fast in general. And how certain dates hold certain values, and others just exist. Like what if I knew on 8/19/02 that I would have a "muddin" adventure four years later on that exact date, and then four years after that be listening to the same exact songs, while talking about life and the past 8 years with my best friend? It's just crazy and wonderful to me.
Things are changing. My little brother started college a few days ago. It blows my mind. Yesterday we were both little kids in elementary school and now we're both in college.
Me and my friends are at all different places in our college careers right now, even though we're all basically the same age. Some are graduating soon, some have already graduated, some are getting married, and me and Alex still have a few more years of school haha.

In any case, I'm excited to see what's going to happen next August 19th and the one after that and the one four years from now. And I hope that I'm sharing it with the same exact people. God has blessed me with the most wonderful family and friends, and I wouldn't trade them for anything.


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Here's the link to the blog post that Chanelle created that same day:


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So now here we are two years later.  I went to that same middle school today where I started 8th grade TEN years ago today.  I went there today with my sister to pick up her class schedule.  I just cannot believe that I was there ten years ago.  So much has changed, but at the same time it seems like nothing has changed. I still get a special feeling every time I go to the middle school. I still wear the same platform straw sandals. I still listen to Elvis and Stevie Wonder. I still have amazing friends that I've known since elementary school.

I just got off the phone with Chanelle. Things have never changed between us.  I can't believe it's been TWO years since we had that August 19th talk in my car.

But I'm about to start graduate school this week. And looking back over past Augusts, and seeing where I am today, and where my friends are today, my mind is literally blown.



Hope you enjoyed my first Memory of the Day!!!!!!





 

eBa

Memories of the Day

So I've only had my blog for less than a year, and obviously a whole lot has happened to me before this year, and even during this year that I haven't blogged about.  My solution to this is a "Memory of the Day" blog! I will blog about anything interesting that has happened to me in the past, and label the blogs with "MOTD." I'm excited! I'm gonna start today.







eBa

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

End of Summer Blues

If I'm gonna be completely honest, I have to say that every year around this time, I get a little depressed. Nothing too serious, but I just feel frustration and sadness because the summer is ending, and I do NOT do well with transitions.  Plus, I set SO many goals for myself at the beginning of the summer, and sometimes I don't get to everything (often times because I'm a PROCRASTINATOR).  Sometimes by this time in August, I think of all of the things I wish I'd done differently.  Now LAST year, I packed my summer with day trips, trips to Carowinds with my sister, visits to Grandma, hanging out with friends, etc.  My summer last year was amazingly fun, but I didn't get much done as far as crafting or cleaning my room (which I've been meaning to clean for the past three summers).  I don't remember feeling this bad at the end of last summer, though, because I knew I had done so many fun things and gone places.

At the beginning of THIS summer, I decided I would completely clean my room and get that out from over my head.  I also decided to craft and make lots of things to sell.  I made a list of all of the people I wanted to hang out with. I made a "to-do" list for the whole summer and one from every week.  While I love making lists and they really help me to get stuff done, they can also frustrate and cripple me.  I spent all summer trying to get things crossed off the list, and was so serious about it that I feel like maybe I could've been more lenient and done spontaneous things instead of going by my list.  But I wanted to make sure I got everything done.

Well, my room is ALMOST done now (believe me, it was bad), but not completely.  My goal was to have it done by the end of May/mid June.  I am kind of beating myself up for not meeting that goal, because if I had, I wouldn't still have the room looming over my head. 


I did get to hang out with almost everyone from my list, and catch up with friends.  And get closer to new friends and strengthen friendships.  So that is a huge check mark on my list.

But last week, I started feeling really bad because I haven't taken Ashley to Carowinds once this summer, and I took her five times last summer (we have season passes every year, and Carowinds is a theme park if you're not from NC or have no idea what I'm talking about haha).  I was asking myself why we haven't gone to Carowinds.  We have season passes, and last summer that was our thing.  Our special bonding time. We would go and spend the day together riding rides and hanging out in the wave pool at the water park, laughing and not caring about anything else in the world.  Then stop at Wendy's to eat before riding home and Ashley would always fall asleep on the way back, except the one time that we saw fireworks on the side of I-85 on the way back one night.


ANYWAY, I have been beating myself up about all of this, and although we are going to Carowinds today, I still feel bad for being such a procrastinator, not taking as many day trips this summer, not doing this, not doing that, whatever. 

I wish I had blogged more, gone to the zoo, gone on a day trip to the beach, gone to Carowinds more, .... The list goes on. But I think a lot of it is good old-fashioned end of summer blues.  I always get them. 


Don't get me wrong, I am very excited about Appalachian and graduate school and our season tickets to the ECU football games, and hayrides, and my birthday, and Christmas.............

But summers are so special to me.  And this was the first summer without Grandma, and I was thinking about that last week too.  We went to see her almost every day last summer, but now I feel like we didn't stay long enough... I know maybe that's stupid, but I do! That's just how my mind works - I rethink things from the past and think them over and over until I'm so frustrated with myself.  I cannot change the past, God is in control, and I shouldn't do this, but yet I do.

THIS summer, we actually have gone to Granny's house almost every night from like 10-12 and watched TV with her since she hasn't been able to do much (she broke her hip in June and had to have surgery).  Seeing her expression and knowing how happy and content she is to have us there almost every night is the most rewarding thing.  Not that I was looking for rewards.  But we enjoy going over there and watching old shows with her every night, and she enjoys it as well.  So that is something I will always cherish, and I will miss it a whole lot when there are nights this year that I can't go. 

Another thing I am happy about doing this summer is getting to go to the pool almost every day with Ashley.  We really do have a lot of fun and special times together.
Also, I get depressed this time of August because I ALWAYS want to be in Memphis for Elvis Week, and I haven't been able to go, and this year I reallllllllly wanted to go, and it just didn't work out.  August is such a busy month, and it's hard to plan trips for August. So I think that's part of what's bothering me haha.

And something else just occurred to me - I was so very busy this past semester at school that I honestly just needed a few months of relaxation before starting it all back up again.  Some summers were great for going and doing and being fast paced, but I think what I really needed this summer was RELAXATION, which I got.

Don't get me wrong, I stayed busy.  Every day I have been doing stuff and getting stuff done.  I took a super fun directed study summer class with one of my favorite professors in June and thoroughly enjoyed it.  I spent lots of time with family and friends and Honeygirl.  I've learned a lot.  So I haven't just been sitting around doing nothing.  But right now my mind is playing tricks on me and telling me that haha.

SO, now that everyone probably thinks I'm completely crazy, I want to know - am I the only one that feels this way at the end of the summer? Does anyone else get a little down and wish they had done something differently? I want to know!






eBa

Friday, August 10, 2012

Two Years

Year Two <3


A little over a week ago, Zach and I celebrated our two year anniversary of dating.  I really cannot believe it has been two years. It seems like just yesterday we were meeting for the first time. We've done so many fun things together in the past two years. I feel like God has blessed me so much. Zach is so patient and funny and kind, not just to me, but to everyone.  He is also very determined and goal-oriented. He is well-rounded. He is adorable. And best of all, he loves Jesus. We try to pray together every night, and I believe that that is one of the things that has kept us going.

Zach was there for me during the hardest time in my life - last September when my grandmother passed away.  I'm so very glad she got to meet him.  She always wanted to approve of whoever I would end up with, and I wanted her approval.  She loved Zach.  Everyone in my family does, and that is so important to me. 

Anyway, last Wednesday (August 1) was our two year anniversary.  August 1 is a very special day to me for a few reasons (some corny haha).  Zach knew that, and that is why he planned to ask me to be his girlfriend that day, along with a dozen roses - 11 pink and one white one, and our favorite Bible verses framed to hang on my wall. 

*August 1 was the day I got baptized (in 2004), and the day my very favorite song was released ("Burning Love" in 1972), to name two important reasons why I like that day.  Now I have even more reason!

Last Wednesday, we decided to go to Jefferson, NC, and eat and spend the day in the mountains.  It was lots of fun! We rode around the mountain in a golf cart, and made friends with the little mountain dog named Britches.  I made Zach a scrapbook for each year that we have dated, and had lots of fun getting the pictures and stickers together. I am really happy with the finished products, and was so excited to give them to him.  I plan to make one every year.  And he gave me an acrylic paint set with an easel and brushes. How sweet! I love it and can't wait to use it. 

It was a special day!










Last year, we went hiking on Pilot Mountain and ate lunch in Mt. Airy (aka Mayberry).  That was also a very special day that I'll always remember :) I didn't have a blog back then, so here are some pictures:








at the soda shop, wearing the anchor necklace Zach got me for our one year



Two years down, and hopefully many more to follow.  I cannot wait to see what God has in store for us in the years to come!








eBa