This post will most likely be a jumble of things that have been going through my head since i last wrote. Sometimes when i take a break from posting it is hard to get back to it because i feel like i have to catch people up on why i haven't been posting, so here it goes!
i have decided i am a full blown 90's kid. That's right. i didn't want to jump on the band wagon (like usual), but there is no getting away from it. Every time i see a blog or someone posts something like "if you remember this, you were a true 90's kid..." There were many things that i had forgotten, but the minute you see them, you think, "ah, those were the good times." Movies from the 90's will always be my favorites. For real. During this past weekend i watched the beginning, and only the beginning, of Hope Floats. Made in 1998 and in my opinion, one of Sandra Bullocks best. Whenever i watch it, i think to myself what great clothes she wears in that movie. You couldn't wear them now, but boy, they were so cool then. Another thing i did this weekend was listen to Dixie Chicks. Yep, i will admit that i have a secret fondness for the Dixie Chicks. Don't laugh...they are still the only country band that this girl will endorse wholeheartedly.
What brought on this nostalgia was a movie that a couple of my roommates and i went to great strengths to find last Friday. Never have i knocked on complete strangers' doors to ask for a particular movie...and most of the time i was left looking like a complete dork while the others ran from embarrassment. After the sixth door or so, we found the movie Waitress. It was alright, but the main point of the movie was that this woman was trying to leave her abusive husband and his name was...Earl. The entire movie i was waiting for "and Earl had to die, na na na na naa naa naa..." Much to my dismay, it never did make an appearance. Oh well, we just listened to it the minute the movie ended at top volume and all was well with the world. i hope that i haven't lost all your respect in the world. :)
Classes started and the marathon of the 18 credits has begun. i think it will be okay...as long as i have spark notes. i feel like i am cheating. Even though i am using spark notes for my, ahem, Classics in Western Political Philosophy (stated in your most dignified voice, of course), it is still in the running for my favorite class. The class itself sounds sort of uppity and to be perfectly honest, there is no way to shorten the title. Real annoying. So when i am talking to my roommate about my homework, it usually comes out, "...and i have 164 pages of (insert voice here) Classics and Western Political Philosophy to read by Monday, respectably." Anyways, on to something a tad bit more interesting.
Oh, this is exciting. My sister and her family are all here for the next week and a half, which has already been lovely. Sisters are really great, ya know? i was once told that i speak a lot about my family. i pondered that. It's true, i do. That is only because my family will always be there and so i trust them more than anyone else in the world. i think i had written previously that i am not the type of person that needs a lot of friends; i just need a few really close friends. Well, for me, that is much of my family...and then friends that i consider family because i know they will be there for the rest of my life. Lifelong friends that you can count on is one of the most precious blessings in life. i am blessed.
Within the past few months i have really resonated with the Doxology. When i was growing up, we always sang that song in church before giving the offering. The words are so powerful and it is just short and sweet.
praise God from whom all blessings flow.
praise Him, all creatures here below.
praise Him above, ye heavenly host.
praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Sorry this ended up so long, but i thought we needed to end on that note. :) Have a lovely Tuesday...or whatever day you read this.
We sing Doxology at our church! We didn't sing it for a while (or it was the first time) and my dad leaned over to me and told me that you guys used to sing that every week at your old church! :)
ReplyDeleteYep, although I never knew all the words then. I would always sing, just not the words until we got to the last line, then I would belt "praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost"!
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