It's OU/Texas weekend...my first one as a resident of Texas! It's odd...but i have loved seeing all the visiting Sooner fans around town!
I also love this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnx2MungsGI&feature=youtube_gdata
BOOMER SOONER!!!!!
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So, I have something blog-worthy today.
Obama + the Nobel Peace prize = SERIOUSLY?!!?
For "inspiring hope"....SERIOUSLY?!?!
Here is a list of people I think should have won it instead of him. People who probably will never be nominated because they are not self-seeking and ridiculous.
The HoodMama
Her family gave up their own "comforts" to move to the "wrong" side of town and love on children and people without hope. Her husband founded a ministry that provides opportunity to people who for all accounts had no opportunity. They surely "inspire hope" in an entire community.
The Pioneer Woman
Ummm....she "inspires hope" in women everywhere. She supplies the gals in my office with laughter via her blog EVERY SINGLE DAY. Plus, she gives away GREAT prizes, documents her life in AMAZING photography, LOVES people....AND has a new cookbook!
Paula Deen
Need I say more? The woman pulled herself up by her own bootstraps and has created a deep-fried empire and sisterhood that "inspires hope" in all southern-cooking gals everywhere. I hang on her every butter-filled word...and I know I'm not the only one!
I would nominate all the mommas I know...for "inspiring hope" in their children. And all the student ministers I know...for "inspiring hope" in countless students. And all my very best friends for "inspiring hope" in me.
I could go on...but I think you get my drift.
Sometimes it is fun to take a sick day due to a massive and insanely ridiculous headache. The kind where your eyeballs hurt and it really feels like something is dancing with the stars on the base of your skull...you know, where your head and neck meet? It produces such pain that you think if you venture to try to lift your head off your pillow it just MIGHT fall off your neck. I'm sure all of you know that type of headache. For some reason, they've been more frequent the past few months. I probably should go to a Dr. or therapist or Diet Coke rehab to figure out the cause....hmm.
Today after taking really LOVELY leftover pain meds to tackle the massive headache and sleeping WELL past noon I decided I might need some fresh fall air. Sometimes it is fun to come to Starbucks in the middle of a work day (I say sometimes...but this is actually the FIRST time I've ever done that!) Starbucks helps headaches a little bit. I think it's the soothing music and smell of coffee brewing. And although it was fantastically fall-ish yesterday....today, it's sunny and warm. In October. So much for my fresh fall air. Ugh. Oh...newsflash according to the gentleman currently waiting for his tall decaf caramel macchiato....we are expecting hail and 60 mph winds tonight. GRREEEATTTT.
I realize that I am a blog-slacker. I feel a little sad/pathetic that I don't have more to share than my massive headache and weather updates. I'm hoping to remedy that soon...I have visitors coming next week, we'll be going to the pumpkin patch...and hopefully more fun, fun things will be to come!
In the mean time....I just added Google AdSense to my page...down there, on the right. Go ahead, click an ad if it looks interesting. I get paid if you do (allegedly).
And, happy fall :)
Fall. My favorite season for so many reasons...crisp morning air, pretty leaves and FOOTBALL!!!
Boomer Sooner!!!
Loved this post on my favorite blog.
If you don't want to follow the link and read her blog...here is the bit I loved the most:
"Mercy is a door. It is a portal through which we catch a glimpse of the heart of God. A gentle tug on our heartstrings draws us in. But soon we encounter brokenness so overwhelming that neither the tender-hearted nor the inventive problem-solver feel up to the task. Our solutions fall short. Pathologies are too deep, poverty too entrenched. And we descend into our own poverty, a poverty of spirit, a crisis of confidence in our own abilities to rescue. We are tempted to withdraw, to retreat to a more manageable world. Yet our hearts constrain us. Or our guilt. We feel trapped. And, like the broken, we find ourselves calling out to God for answers. When our best efforts have failed us, we are left with nothing to cling to but frail faith. In a strange twist of divine irony, those who would extend mercy discover that they themselves are in need of mercy." - Bob Lupton
So, due to some overtime hours worked at my first big event in Texas (which was fantastic!), I was privelaged enough to have a day off. And a day off is GREAT becaues it enables me to come home to Oklahoma and see my family and friends. My past few trips have been very fast and I haven't had a lot of time to really see everyone. But, this time I got to come home on Thursday night and got to see lots of people....not everyone, but more than usual!
I also got to get my hair cut. Yeah...I'm "that girl." I realize this makes me sound high maintenance and vain. And I wouldn't normally characterize myself that way (maybe you should ask my friends). BUT, I like my hair a certain way. And I like the person that has cut it for quite a while. Justyn. He's like my hair magician! I DID venture out and have someone else cut it in Texas....and, well, let's just say I pretty much need to stick with Justyn! So, I was ECSTATIC to have an appointment with him while I was here!
I love my job...and I love my new friends. I'm excited about my new life. But, there's just something about being home. My first morning home I went to walk at the city reservoir and saw 10-15 people I knew...all before 8 am! And I spent the rest of the day running in to people I know. At the hair place, the restaurant I ate lunch at (where the waitresses remembered my name and my ORDER), at Wal-mart...everywhere! I got to eat at ALL my favorite places and even have some Fortune Cookie fried rice all frozen and ready to take home and ration out until my next visit!
It was nice to be "un-anonymous" for the weekend.
And now...back to Texas I go. Each time I come home and leave again it gets easier. I'm happy to go to MY home and happy to go to work. And I'm thrilled to see all my friends at work tomorrow. I'm ready to dive in to a church body and get to know the people...to find a group to fellowship and learn and grown and experience life with. To make Texas...well, mine!
I just wish I could bottle a little Altus up and take it with me!
Oh....and I'm sad to miss football season here. Friday nights might never be the same!
