Sunday I fly away on a jet plane to college, and I will be sad because I will miss...
Reading books just for fun
Driving the car
My parents, my brothers, my nieces and nephews, cousins,...all of my family
Ice cream
Pandora Radio
Watching movies with mom...
but I will be happy too because...
the possibilities for adventures at college are endless.
Goodbye home and its comforts. Hello adventures I would never dream to ask for, but I am thankful for the God who is useing them to shape and mold me to the image of Jesus Christ.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
In Which I Ride a Ferris Wheel
This past few days I have been on many adventures. Most of them go no further than kitchen and involve lots of dirty dishes. Why is this not surprising? The other day I had particularly grand adventure on top of a Ferris wheel, located of all places, in a sports store.
I was eagerly anticipating the theme park ride and eagerly volunteered to ride two full rounds with my cousin Steve. What I did not realize was just how high the Ferris wheel went. Suddenly, and I mean very suddenly I found myself perched all of three stories in the air. I might also mention the ride was stopped at a complete halt. Lest I make this seem more dramatic than it was...we were only stopped to unload and reload riders. Heights were not really something I was ever fond of, so it felt like we were sitting 30 stories high for a exuberantly long time.
Focus, I needed something to steal my attention away from smashing into a million pieces on top of NE Corn Husker shirts. My gaze fell upon the sign just ahead me; which read "Danger do not Rock Seat". After that a slightest shift of our seat sent my heart into a turmoil.
Suddenly I noticed my feet were very wet from sweat. I know there is a better way to describe bodily fluids, but I can't spell it. But I digress. Dripping were my hands and Steve's hand wasn't exactly dry either because I was holding it very tight. Yes the one good thing about the ride, well I suppose one of the good things, was that I could hold cousin Steve's hand very tight and He didn't mind a bit.
Things surely couldn't get any worse, but they did. Suddenly I began to feel a bit faint. I knew this was a problem, because well fainting on a Ferris wheel while hovering 3 stories in the air is probably not a good idea. Fainting is best done when there is somebody tall and strong nearby to catch you. Preferably person whom your parents and brothers happen to also like. Ahem.
So I decided to not faint. Instead I sat back and enjoyed the remainder of the ride, but I didn't once let go of Steve's hand. Though it might have slipped out a time or two due to all the wetness.
I found the next stop of the evening more to my enjoyment. Though anything with chocolate and ice cream always wins with me. I'm sure I'll ride a Ferris wheel again, but I won't do it without somebody to hold my hand.
I was eagerly anticipating the theme park ride and eagerly volunteered to ride two full rounds with my cousin Steve. What I did not realize was just how high the Ferris wheel went. Suddenly, and I mean very suddenly I found myself perched all of three stories in the air. I might also mention the ride was stopped at a complete halt. Lest I make this seem more dramatic than it was...we were only stopped to unload and reload riders. Heights were not really something I was ever fond of, so it felt like we were sitting 30 stories high for a exuberantly long time.
Focus, I needed something to steal my attention away from smashing into a million pieces on top of NE Corn Husker shirts. My gaze fell upon the sign just ahead me; which read "Danger do not Rock Seat". After that a slightest shift of our seat sent my heart into a turmoil.
Suddenly I noticed my feet were very wet from sweat. I know there is a better way to describe bodily fluids, but I can't spell it. But I digress. Dripping were my hands and Steve's hand wasn't exactly dry either because I was holding it very tight. Yes the one good thing about the ride, well I suppose one of the good things, was that I could hold cousin Steve's hand very tight and He didn't mind a bit.
Things surely couldn't get any worse, but they did. Suddenly I began to feel a bit faint. I knew this was a problem, because well fainting on a Ferris wheel while hovering 3 stories in the air is probably not a good idea. Fainting is best done when there is somebody tall and strong nearby to catch you. Preferably person whom your parents and brothers happen to also like. Ahem.
So I decided to not faint. Instead I sat back and enjoyed the remainder of the ride, but I didn't once let go of Steve's hand. Though it might have slipped out a time or two due to all the wetness.
I found the next stop of the evening more to my enjoyment. Though anything with chocolate and ice cream always wins with me. I'm sure I'll ride a Ferris wheel again, but I won't do it without somebody to hold my hand.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Oh Take Me Out...
...to the ball game!
I feel very smug right now because I just got back from a Omaha Royal's baseball game. Why is this fact something to boast in? Before I tell you let me make sure my brothers are listening. Ready? I viewed the game from just a few rows back from home plate. Even my non sport lover self appreciated this great honor greatly. Yes all of the pictures were taken right from my seat.
I've decided I like baseball games. For no more reason than smelling hotdogs and funnel cakes and listening to crazy fans yell their heads off. Sometimes though a game can be embarrassing when you ahem clap at the wrong time.
By the way I don't know who won...because we left before the game was over, so we could go home and have ice cream; which was not fried in grease of any kind.
Summer just isn't too bad at times.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Goodbye Little One's

College is very nice, but little nieces are too small to go, so little girls kiss me goodbye. Children wrap their little arms around me for a hug. Than I leave and I cry, because I love my nieces and nephews, but I would rather hurt for missing them, than to have never have known them at all.
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