This is a song that my 9 year old cousin Rinn showed me! I love love love it. Just thought I would share. I don't have much to say...the song speaks for itself!
Blessings!
9.19.2010
9.13.2010
Twenty in 'Tember
Tomorrow is my 20th birthday. It's weird. As a kid I thought of 20 as a "Golden Age." It meant you were an adult, you looked like an adult, you acted like an adult, you dressed like an adult. You did adulty things like, having a job, a family, your own pet. Ya get the picture.
Funny thing is, well, I feel I look like a 14 year old. I will say that I try to act my age...ok...maybe older (crocheting on a Saturday night is not the typical night of fun for chicks my age..) Some of my favorite items to wear are barrettes from when I was 7. I currently am unemployed, and I can't even commit to buying a turtle. Basically what I am saying is I don't think I'm really ready to turn 20! But tomorrow is coming...soon!
And I have a present sitting across the room from my mom to open tomorrow and Senor Smarty Pants seems like he's up to something so it should be an interesting day! :)
Blessings!
9.10.2010
E Pie's Big Surprise!
Ok so here in Nebraska only one thing is bigger than beef, and that is Husker football.....ok so they may be equal, but lets just say they both are what makes our state run. When it is football season everyone is wearing red and you better not even THINK about doing anything other than watching, listening, or going to the Husker game. When it is not Husker football season everyone is dreaming about and projecting the kind of season this years team will have.
Now, I'm going to let you in on a little secret, ok its not really that big of a secret or a surprise, but I have never really been that into it. I mean I'm proud when they do well and I think it's a really great tradition and everything, it is one thing that basically the whole state can truly come together and agree on. I have been told that there is nothing like the Husker atmosphere at a game. Professional sports announcers on the T.V. have told me this, so it must be true right?! But, I'm just not all that into sports. I'll watch, but if there is something on the Food Network that looks more entertaining, well, I'm gonna flip it.
My family has very deep roots in Nebraska. But, I'm afraid we, the children of, two Nebraska natives hold a deep dark secret. We have never been to a Husker game! OH! NO! AH! My parents went to a few when they were younger. Ya know, before they were so tied down....Anyway we have never been. A and I never really have been too worried about it. I always thought it looked fun but I wasn't going to really beg to go. But E, we don't really know where he came from. He is obsessed with sports. He eats, drinks, sleeps, and breathes sports. Pretty much all kinds, all the time. So, naturally he is a massive Husker fan! E has had one wish his whole life, and every birthday since he knew the Skers existed, he has asked for one thing, to go to a Husker football game. My dad always has reasons on why this year just won't work, tickets are hard to come by, expensive or home games fall on Saturdays when he has to work, or has other projects going.
Well, the other day a family member who has season tickets (they are quite abundant in our area) approached my mom about 2 tickets they were not using this weekend. Mom said YES without even asking dad. After telling dad he could put it off no longer, he was taking E to the Nebraska vs. Idaho game they decided to find two more tickets for A and Mom to go along and then surprise E with the ticket a day before the game. I wish I could have been there. I actually found myself getting teary as my mom told me over the phone how they gave him the ticket. Here's the story:
E asked for 5 dollars to eat on at the hometown football game. Mom laid the ticket under the 5 dollar bill. E picked up the money and then said, "What's this?... Are you serious right now?! This is so soon, this is this weekend! Are you kidding me?!" You couldn't wipe the smile off his face! Then the chatter started, that's what E does when he is excited. Talk, talk, and talk. I am so excited for him. I know he is looking more forward to this game than anything he ever has had! I don't even care that I don't get to go. I am so happy for him. I just said they had to get me a cute Husker shirt, because I don't own one...OH! NO! AH! :) Have fun E Pie!
Blessings!
Now, I'm going to let you in on a little secret, ok its not really that big of a secret or a surprise, but I have never really been that into it. I mean I'm proud when they do well and I think it's a really great tradition and everything, it is one thing that basically the whole state can truly come together and agree on. I have been told that there is nothing like the Husker atmosphere at a game. Professional sports announcers on the T.V. have told me this, so it must be true right?! But, I'm just not all that into sports. I'll watch, but if there is something on the Food Network that looks more entertaining, well, I'm gonna flip it.
My family has very deep roots in Nebraska. But, I'm afraid we, the children of, two Nebraska natives hold a deep dark secret. We have never been to a Husker game! OH! NO! AH! My parents went to a few when they were younger. Ya know, before they were so tied down....Anyway we have never been. A and I never really have been too worried about it. I always thought it looked fun but I wasn't going to really beg to go. But E, we don't really know where he came from. He is obsessed with sports. He eats, drinks, sleeps, and breathes sports. Pretty much all kinds, all the time. So, naturally he is a massive Husker fan! E has had one wish his whole life, and every birthday since he knew the Skers existed, he has asked for one thing, to go to a Husker football game. My dad always has reasons on why this year just won't work, tickets are hard to come by, expensive or home games fall on Saturdays when he has to work, or has other projects going.
Well, the other day a family member who has season tickets (they are quite abundant in our area) approached my mom about 2 tickets they were not using this weekend. Mom said YES without even asking dad. After telling dad he could put it off no longer, he was taking E to the Nebraska vs. Idaho game they decided to find two more tickets for A and Mom to go along and then surprise E with the ticket a day before the game. I wish I could have been there. I actually found myself getting teary as my mom told me over the phone how they gave him the ticket. Here's the story:
E asked for 5 dollars to eat on at the hometown football game. Mom laid the ticket under the 5 dollar bill. E picked up the money and then said, "What's this?... Are you serious right now?! This is so soon, this is this weekend! Are you kidding me?!" You couldn't wipe the smile off his face! Then the chatter started, that's what E does when he is excited. Talk, talk, and talk. I am so excited for him. I know he is looking more forward to this game than anything he ever has had! I don't even care that I don't get to go. I am so happy for him. I just said they had to get me a cute Husker shirt, because I don't own one...OH! NO! AH! :) Have fun E Pie!
Blessings!
9.08.2010
Well-Rounded....
I'm sitting here...doing my favorite mindless thing, watching the Food Network Channel. Pretty sure I could waste a whole day just on this channel. I am watching one of my favs, Giada. Her voice is so soothing. She is currently making a nice Egg White Frittata with Lox and Arugula for her friend that just had a baby. It looks delicious. But that is not the point of this post. The point of this post- school-yikes. This semester is not fun. Mentally I am doing much better, I am no longer lonely all the time-like I was last year-but my classes just aren't as fun.
But while in this frustration with my classes I found myself thankful. Actually thankful that I had went to CCC last year because of the classes I had taken. Riveting Phycology classes, and wonderful Introduction to Teaching classes. Classes that showed me I was in fact, in the right major. I have the sinking feeling that had I not been at CCC I would not have taken the classes I did, therefor not knowing that Education is such an excellent place for me and the passion that I truly have for it. Had I went to a larger college I believe the advisor would have put me in more General Education classes, like I am enrolled in now. I love to learn and I love education but these classes don't inspire me and for me that is so important. I know I would have become frustrated and then probably changed my major....(who knows...something random). Or I would have even quit. I don't quit much but, when you are dealing with the kind of money that I am spending but don't really have, it would be easy to justify to move on to somewhere else and something else.
If you look at the classes that actually pertain to my particular major it amounts to about 2 years of work. But because the whole college system strives to make "well-rounded people" they fill your other 2 years with classes such as Macro Economics, where the teacher just talks and talks and continues to talk and you have no clue what he just said. Or another personal favorite, Math. Now I understand completely that math is extremely important, I can add, subtract, blah, blah, blah, I can do many higher level things as well. But to my little "use time wisely" mind most of things covered in my class seem....well to not be using my time wisely when I want to teach children below the 2nd grade. This may sound ignorant. Oh well. From what I can see, while they are exposing me to different subjects (aka making me take these classes I don't care about) I am seeing how much I absolutely don't like these subjects, coulda done without that knowledge. Thats the kind of well-roundedness they are implementing in this chick. I consider my self very well rounded. I guess I wasn't aware though that I was actually going to college to become well-rounded . I think that should counted as another degree and listed on my diploma as well as my Education degree. I guess everyone is double majoring. Ok my rant is finished...for today.
Blessings!
But while in this frustration with my classes I found myself thankful. Actually thankful that I had went to CCC last year because of the classes I had taken. Riveting Phycology classes, and wonderful Introduction to Teaching classes. Classes that showed me I was in fact, in the right major. I have the sinking feeling that had I not been at CCC I would not have taken the classes I did, therefor not knowing that Education is such an excellent place for me and the passion that I truly have for it. Had I went to a larger college I believe the advisor would have put me in more General Education classes, like I am enrolled in now. I love to learn and I love education but these classes don't inspire me and for me that is so important. I know I would have become frustrated and then probably changed my major....(who knows...something random). Or I would have even quit. I don't quit much but, when you are dealing with the kind of money that I am spending but don't really have, it would be easy to justify to move on to somewhere else and something else.
If you look at the classes that actually pertain to my particular major it amounts to about 2 years of work. But because the whole college system strives to make "well-rounded people" they fill your other 2 years with classes such as Macro Economics, where the teacher just talks and talks and continues to talk and you have no clue what he just said. Or another personal favorite, Math. Now I understand completely that math is extremely important, I can add, subtract, blah, blah, blah, I can do many higher level things as well. But to my little "use time wisely" mind most of things covered in my class seem....well to not be using my time wisely when I want to teach children below the 2nd grade. This may sound ignorant. Oh well. From what I can see, while they are exposing me to different subjects (aka making me take these classes I don't care about) I am seeing how much I absolutely don't like these subjects, coulda done without that knowledge. Thats the kind of well-roundedness they are implementing in this chick. I consider my self very well rounded. I guess I wasn't aware though that I was actually going to college to become well-rounded . I think that should counted as another degree and listed on my diploma as well as my Education degree. I guess everyone is double majoring. Ok my rant is finished...for today.
Blessings!
8.26.2010
Well you could mow...
Well...I have moved. I have started school and all that jazz. I have mentioned before that while in school I am residing with my grandparents. Yes this college chick is living with a 75 and 82 year old. Not the typical situation for most college kids but I'm thinking that you people are starting to see that is pretty much the story of my life. So I'm here. I have had some interesting stories told to me and around me. Many comments said and then thought to myself, "Where did that come from?" I have gotten in my car to go to class and then seen my Grandpa go zipping in front of me on his little tractor lawn mower- something that brought a smile to my face. Grandma has warned me repeatedly of many things. "Jessi don't walk too fast up the stairs you might slip." "Jessi be careful and don't be afraid to call if you need us." "Jessi you might not want to put your computer on the basement floor because it may have some moisture in it and if your computer hot then it may make some steam." That one is one of my favorite. Its ridiculous.... I just smiled and said "Ok Grandma."
While I have been here I have also found out some other information. My grandparents still like to talk to each other. I mean I didn't think that they hated each other or anything but they have interesting conversations. After 58 years they still love to talk to each other. My grandpa goes outside and mows the lawn. It takes him about all day to get the lawn done. This particular day he didn't get it all done. On this day my grandma was telling us that she was up for about 3 hours in the night. She said there wasn't much on TV to occupy her time so she read. She said that maybe if it keeps happening she will start cleaning and wake us all up. Grandpa turns and looks at her and says with all seriousness...kinda...."Well you could mow...." It was priceless.
Blessings!
While I have been here I have also found out some other information. My grandparents still like to talk to each other. I mean I didn't think that they hated each other or anything but they have interesting conversations. After 58 years they still love to talk to each other. My grandpa goes outside and mows the lawn. It takes him about all day to get the lawn done. This particular day he didn't get it all done. On this day my grandma was telling us that she was up for about 3 hours in the night. She said there wasn't much on TV to occupy her time so she read. She said that maybe if it keeps happening she will start cleaning and wake us all up. Grandpa turns and looks at her and says with all seriousness...kinda...."Well you could mow...." It was priceless.
Blessings!
8.18.2010
My First Skate!
Sooo....due to my lack of blogging I didn't inform my blog that I went on a little vacation to Steamboat Springs Colorado. If you ever have the chance to go I would highly suggest you go. It is a beautiful area of Colorado. There is ranching and wonderful meadows as well as the wonderful mountains.While there we were trying to find fun and different things to do. One of them had 2 of my dad's favorite words. Cheap + Skate. We of course were game. My father used to skate often and really well. The park here in town used to have a pond that would freeze over in the winter and he and his 4 siblings were frequent visitors of this pond. My mom had skated a few times when she came to visit him. Mom didn't think she should skate since one broken ankle would put her hair salon business in jeopardy. And my other brother E....well he doesn't like to try new things...can't say I'm much different but skating is such a pretty and graceful sport and well you know if it looks good I'm in. The three of us, Senor Smarty Pants, AJ and I have never skated before but we all could rollerblade.
The last words Mom said to us as we got on the ice were "Now, nobody break a leg!" See ya mom. Whatever.... Senor Smarty Pants goes at everything like he's killing snakes. He went out there immediately tryin to perform triple luxes, I could barely stand to watch him. I on the other hand. wanted to make this look good. I also didn't want to get hurt. Pain is not my thing. I must say I picked it up pretty quickly and mom says that I am a natural. Well of course mom. Aaron was a really good skater as well. It was really fun and I can't wait to go again. The town I am moving to in a few days has a ice skating rink and I plan on going a few times.
8.17.2010
Restless....
So I just felt like I needed to blog. I just seem to have so many thoughts running through my head and I can't seem to organize them. This is a warning, I have no idea where this blog post is going. Summer is basically over. I am moving in a few days and all of that has left me in a funk. The funk has gotten especially bad over the last 2 days.
My readers are probably beginning to think this whole being in a funk and uninspired thing is the usual. But it tis not my friends! While I may be chronically sarcastic and sassy, I am basically a genuinely happy person! This blog just catches me on my off moments. This summer I have worked in a small town about 6 miles away from my hometown. This town has a population of probably 100. If they are lucky. One of my tasks is to walk from the old school building where my office is located, down to the post office and get the mail. A distance of about 2.5 blocks. Go another block and you have come to the end of the town. While on these walks to get mail and drop mail off I have snooped around this near skeleton of a town. I have found that all the buildings have wonderful potential in my opinion. I have also looked down the streets and seen some houses with really great architecture. I have played pretend and I have successfully fixed up many of these properties. Complete with new paint jobs, windows, removal of trees, and new landscaping. I have also moved people in who care about their properties and the town. In my mind the town is now charming and lovely. Something like a Mayberry. Ya know?!
I as well have moved into this town. I live in a beautiful Craftsman bungalow style home. Some days it is a barely there blush pink with off white trim and others it is a more traditional, but still original and fun, craftsman color. Either way it highlights the comfy and warm craftsman architecture. I hope you enjoyed your escape to my pretend town. I get all caught up in the nostalgia there.
In real life, this town is really old and most of the residents are elderly people who probably saw this town when it was really kickin! The houses are really charming but just need some love. The trees are probably my favorite part. They are really tall and wonderful. The just add to the character. I am not completely blinded by love of this town. There is the occasional crack house. Ok, I don't know if they actually do crack there but some are sketchy, alright. For the most part people just live there. Its quiet, and I'm telling ya, the houses are cheap! I might buy one just for fun!
Well maybe I should spend more time in this town...it seems to inspire quite the blog posts!
Blessings!
My readers are probably beginning to think this whole being in a funk and uninspired thing is the usual. But it tis not my friends! While I may be chronically sarcastic and sassy, I am basically a genuinely happy person! This blog just catches me on my off moments. This summer I have worked in a small town about 6 miles away from my hometown. This town has a population of probably 100. If they are lucky. One of my tasks is to walk from the old school building where my office is located, down to the post office and get the mail. A distance of about 2.5 blocks. Go another block and you have come to the end of the town. While on these walks to get mail and drop mail off I have snooped around this near skeleton of a town. I have found that all the buildings have wonderful potential in my opinion. I have also looked down the streets and seen some houses with really great architecture. I have played pretend and I have successfully fixed up many of these properties. Complete with new paint jobs, windows, removal of trees, and new landscaping. I have also moved people in who care about their properties and the town. In my mind the town is now charming and lovely. Something like a Mayberry. Ya know?!
I as well have moved into this town. I live in a beautiful Craftsman bungalow style home. Some days it is a barely there blush pink with off white trim and others it is a more traditional, but still original and fun, craftsman color. Either way it highlights the comfy and warm craftsman architecture. I hope you enjoyed your escape to my pretend town. I get all caught up in the nostalgia there.
In real life, this town is really old and most of the residents are elderly people who probably saw this town when it was really kickin! The houses are really charming but just need some love. The trees are probably my favorite part. They are really tall and wonderful. The just add to the character. I am not completely blinded by love of this town. There is the occasional crack house. Ok, I don't know if they actually do crack there but some are sketchy, alright. For the most part people just live there. Its quiet, and I'm telling ya, the houses are cheap! I might buy one just for fun!
Well maybe I should spend more time in this town...it seems to inspire quite the blog posts!
Blessings!