Sunday, May 30, 2010

Today was a selfish day.

At least for me it was. 


My day began promptly at noon (don't worry, I woke up earlier than that... I researched grad schools this morning... more on that later) when I headed to Northeast Mall to get some makeup. I had forgotten that today is the first day of the shopping frenzy that occurs over Memorial Day Weekend. When I entered the mall, my plan was simple: go directly to Dillards, purchase my makeup (only the thing that I came for, none of the other things they would convince me that I needed) then head straight back to my car and leave. However, as is the case with most of my plans, that's not really how it went. I couldn't pass up ALL of the sales, that would just be wasteful...? And luckily for me, I am unfamiliar with this mall, so I was on the complete opposite side of where I needed to be. That means I got to walk by almost every single store in the building. Aaaand then after I got my makeup, I got to walk by them one more time. 5 for $25 is a great deal (and Victoria's Secret only has that sale like, 18 times a year)! 40% off, sure, why not? Don't get me wrong, I didn't break the bank by any means, but I spent a lot more than I needed to/should have. Moral #1 of the story: The mall is a trap!


After I made my way around what may have been every baby stroller in Hurst, Texas and left the mall, I remembered a conversation I had with some youth group girls last night about pedicures. Since I had all day to do nothing, it seemed like the perfect time. Across the stoplight from me there was a nail salon, but it looked out of my price range so I decided to hunt down the place Alyssa mentioned to me over by Tom Thumb.


I only get (MAYBE) one pedicure a year. I really don't like people looking at my feet, especially strangers. The whole process of a pedicure is just sort of painful and it tickles. However, in the end I am a teeny bit less self conscious about my feet, so i'll suffer through it occasionally. Somewhere in the midst of the awkward small talk that always happens when getting your nails or hair done, the woman in the next chair and I began discussing graduate school and how I am freaking out about it (I posted about it not too long ago) and as it turns out, her daughter had just graduated from ACU and is going to graduate school in the fall. She told me not to worry, I would figure something out. Then, as she went to leave, she paid for me, and told me to also get my nails done. As she walked out the door, she added "you'll finish college eventually!" (However, she did not rant about my ravishing beauty, nor did any elderly patrons of the establishment.. that was rather disappointing) 


That made my entire day. The same day that was spent rather selfishly ended with a small act of kindness and selflessness from a stranger that gives me hope for the world. And the woman doing my nails was baffled too (When she realized what was going on... I think she was under the impression that this lady was my mom). So I guess now I should pay it forward.


Also, Ben will be here in less than 24 hours! How exciting.


- Steph


(Wow this was long... but i'm not apologizing...)









Thursday, May 27, 2010

What do you call...

... a cow who has had an abortion?

Decaffeinated!

Boom, joke'd.

Today is Thursday, the Friday of youth interns (we get Friday off). So far today we have... well, we didn't really do much of anything. We ate lunch with a lot of kids at Chik'Fil'A. That parking lot is madness. But i've never been disappointed in their food, so i'll deal.

Since this blog is another request of Ms. Henson, this is me mentioning her. Good luck finding the blog. Haha. Apparently I resemble her sister, but I still don't see it. Kelsey's graduation party is this Saturday. Also, she did NOT vandalize my car last night, which is a huge step for her. (You're welcome Kelsey, that is your paragraph).

Well, now we have reached the main reason for this post. 



This picture is posted in the Chatter this week as sort of an introduction to Jeremy and me. How creepy is that?! Creepy enough to get its very own blog post.

- Stephanie

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

She just gave birth to a 3 year old!

Well, the title of this post has nothing to do with the post. Because I have no idea where this post is going.


Second thought, i'll make it relevant. LOST finale aired on Sunday night. That's where that quote came from. We were watching it (we being myself, Haley, Sara, Shayla and Monica... every once in a while Evan) and i'm still not quite sure how I feel about it. Overall I think i'm disappointed. It was weird that the show, which for six years focused on the mysteries of the Island, didn't really answer any of the questions about the island.


What is Jacob's brothers name?!


Anywho... unimportant.


I have made it to NRH, and i'm sitting in the newly renovated (aka furniture moved around) office. Kelsey and Jamie are sitting here, and Kelsey wants to be mentioned in the blog. She is now one of the 2 people who knows about this blog... Two because I have a follower! Thanks, Kailee. Haha.


I don't have anything cool to talk about regarding my internship yet. They already tagged my car. That took 26 hours after I got into town. It is good to see them all regardless though.


The pictures on facebook from KPs wedding and my trip to the art museum with my mom basically sum up the last few days since I posted anything on here.


I might be sort of failing in keeping my blog updated, but I have been writing in a journal on paper so that's even better. Not for my two readers, but for me. This is my blog, I can be selfish. Since we're in the office for a little while, though, I'm sure there will be more reading to come soon.


- Steph

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Practice makes perfect.

I don't really have too much to talk about (as opposed to my usual riveting and interesting posts), but I want to get into being better at this blog thing before the summer gets really busy, so here we are.


My first week of summer has been good. Definitely full of ups and downs though. There has been a whole lot of hanging out, an awkward dress alteration adventure, some reading, more driving than should be allowed in a week, a few celebrations (lost sock day!) and almost getting hit by a tornado.


In 2 (and a half) days i'll be leaving for KPs wedding! I can't believe she's going to be married. She's going to be the greatest bride ever, with the greatest group of bridesmaids ever.


After the wedding weekend, i'll be back in Oklahoma for about a week, then it's off to NRH for another summer with the LYG (woah acronyms) . I'm definitely excited - they're a great group of kids. However, I am SO lame, and being away from my friends is hard. I'm probably going to cry like a baby when I leave, just like I did last year. Then again, I also cried when I left NRH at the end of last summer to come home. Maybe I'm just a crier now; thanks, Grey's Anatomy.


Speaking of tv ruining lives (like watching 3 seasons in 5 days, you know who you are),  the LOST finale is coming up soon! I'm pumped.... but it's on during my first Sunday night at Legacy. Anyone in the Ft. Worth area who wants to be a doll and offer up a spot in front of their TiVo equipped television would be greatly appreciated. [Calling my theory now - Jin and Suns baby is the Kwon candidate, who will be the protector eventually.]


The next few days of my life will be spent packing, shopping, crying (May 15th will be a day of waterworks) and hopefully some running. My plan is to start that in the morning. I'll let you know how it goes.


Watch This There's probably some swearing, it's from SNL. Just a warning. 


- Steph

Saturday, May 1, 2010

No, seriously... is this really real life?

The stats final is... done. That's the best I can say about it. The semester is done. Finally. And in an odd way, also very quickly.

Seeing a lot of my good friends graduate this morning/afternoon made it even more real that, this time next year, I will be on of the ones hearing Wes McKinzie announce my name (in possibly the lowest octave in which it will ever be spoken) as a candidate for a baccalaureate degree.

Do I really only get one more month long Christmas break? One more real summer (this might even be the last one)? No more all nighters? Ok, actually that one is amazing.

Then what? Where? How? Ahh... too many decisions. I'm not good with decisions. It takes me 10 minutes to pick out which shampoo I want to buy.

For fear of quoting a Motion City Soundtrack song, the future freaks me out.

 "...(Hey, dummy) do not be worried about your life... look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? 
And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life? Do not worry then, saying, 'What will we eat?' or 'What will we drink?' or 'What will we wear for clothing? (Where will I go for graduate school?)...for your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 
But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. 
So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own (For instance, how will you successfully unpack then repack everything you just brought to your moms house?)"
- Matthew 6:25-34 (along with some of my own interjections)

Easier said than done, but i'm going to start working on it.

[Before you read that blue part you thought it was going to be song lyrics, didn't you? Just making sure you're paying attention (because people read this blog...? Ha).]

I'm not assuming that this means I shouldn't take proactive steps and plan well for my future, but I should not waste all of this time worrying and stressing about it. That's helping nobody.

I am sorry for being one of those "i'm going to be preachy on my blog" people [then again, this is my blog, I can do what I want]. To counteract that aspect of this long post, here is a funny picture.


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Congratulations, graduates! I can't imagene or dreme all of the things you will acheive.
Also notice that achieve is misspelled next to a properly spelled decoration.

Summer, bring it on.

- Steph