After three nights and a total of nine and a half hours at Starbucks, I am done with my project for Counseling Theories! It ended up being a total of 23 pages which is ridiculous but I feel confident about it, which will make up for my bombed midterm. Plus, it helped me do some studying for the final so I'm praying that I'll be okay with this final on Thursday.
I've been doing a lot of thinking the last couple of weeks and I'm thinking about joining a new small group at church. Ours keeps shrinking since people come and go due to going back to school and I can feel God urging me to join one of the adult small groups at our church. There's a small group starting in September that's doing a Beth Moore study on the Psalms. I love Beth Moore and think that I'd grow a lot in that group. I hate the idea of leaving the young adult group because I love everyone in it but I almost feel that it's time for a change.
I don't know. I feel like there are a lot of places I need to grow and make changes in my life and as everyone knows, I don't handle change well at all. The idea of changing and branching out of my comfort zone has always scared the crap out of me but I can't stay simply because it's there. Does that make any sense?
I also have some things going on in another area of my life but it's too personal to write here where everyone can see it. Just pray for me. I hate to be so vague but it's the best I can do at the moment.
Alright, I'm off to sleep and relax. Just two more days and I get a nice four week break from school. It can't come soon enough.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Almost over
My first quarter as a grad student is almost over. Come Thursday evening I'll be completely done. Until then, all I'm going to be doing is studying and working on my project. I spent four hours at Starbucks on it last night and only got a third of the way done.
I'm sick...again. This time it's a sinus infection. I'm on antibiotics so hopefully it'll clear up soon. I feel ridiculously groggy right now and really don't want to go to work but it's only for three hours so I'm going.
I've been hanging out with my small group a lot lately. Last Sunday night we went bowling and then this past Friday night we went to play putt putt and out for ice cream. This Friday night a couple of us are going to the Reds game which should be fun. I'm excited for it. It's the one game Megan and I never miss because they play the Dodgers, which is her favorite team so she'll be in blue while the rest of us are in red. :-P
Alright, that's all I've got. I'm off to do the dishes and get ready for work. Blah.
I'm sick...again. This time it's a sinus infection. I'm on antibiotics so hopefully it'll clear up soon. I feel ridiculously groggy right now and really don't want to go to work but it's only for three hours so I'm going.
I've been hanging out with my small group a lot lately. Last Sunday night we went bowling and then this past Friday night we went to play putt putt and out for ice cream. This Friday night a couple of us are going to the Reds game which should be fun. I'm excited for it. It's the one game Megan and I never miss because they play the Dodgers, which is her favorite team so she'll be in blue while the rest of us are in red. :-P
Alright, that's all I've got. I'm off to do the dishes and get ready for work. Blah.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
MIA
I'm alive. I survived my first Master's level midterm. I'm not sure I want to know the results though.
I'm still ridiculously busy. Two weeks and counting before summer quarter is over and I have a few weeks off before fall quarter starts.
I have a job interview Tuesday at UC. Crossing my fingers and praying it works out.
That's all I've got. I need to go to bed because I have to go to work for four hours tomorrow for an inservice on my day off. Yuck.
Looking forward to a fun rest of the weekend though!
Maybe a longer update coming soon.
I'm still ridiculously busy. Two weeks and counting before summer quarter is over and I have a few weeks off before fall quarter starts.
I have a job interview Tuesday at UC. Crossing my fingers and praying it works out.
That's all I've got. I need to go to bed because I have to go to work for four hours tomorrow for an inservice on my day off. Yuck.
Looking forward to a fun rest of the weekend though!
Maybe a longer update coming soon.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Trust
It's been a very rough week. I've been trying all week to process everything going on in my life right now. There have been a lot of tears cried, a lot of panic attacks, and a lot of arguing with God. By the time I got to small group on Wednesday night, I was so angry with God that I almost didn't go but knew that I needed to be there.
On Monday, I found out that due to me being back in school, I wasn't going to be able to work full time at my job anymore. I went from 40 hours a week to 9 hours a week. Since I have to leave work at 3 twice a week to make it to class, they need someone who can work full time in my classroom. I was offered a 3-6 position the three days a week I'm not in class and then I'll be on the sub list which means I'd be the first person to pick up any extra hours that happen to come up due to teachers being sick or on vacation.
I left work on Monday and as I drove home, I broke down in tears. I was devestated over the fact that I felt that I was losing my position and was in hysterics about how I was going to be able to pay my bills and make it without a job. As I drove home, I kept alternating between crying and panic attacks. At one point I even thought about quitting school and I knew that wasn't an option. After the way everything fell into place to get in, I knew school was where I was supposed to be.
I spent all of Monday night crying and being angry with God over how things were working out. I cried myself to sleep Monday night because I was so scared that I wasn't going to be able to make it. I went into work on Tuesday and told my boss that I would accept her position, but I also let her know that I was job searching because nine hours a week wasn't going to pay the bills.
In the week since all of this has happened, I have been so angry with God. I couldn't understand how it seemed as if everything was perfect to go back to school and then my only source of income was being cut back, especially when I had just bought a new car this summer. By Wednesday night, I was done. I told my small group that I was having a hard time trusting God and understanding what His plan for this time in my life was. Seth reminded me that God was going to answer my prayer, even if it was in the last possible hour. As he prayed over our small group, I could feel my eyes fill with tears. I could hear God telling me to trust Him, that it was all going to work out if I just let Him lead me to where He wanted me.
For the last week, I have been applying for jobs like crazy. I've looked to every possible preschool opening there is and now I'm playing a waiting game. This morning our nursery coordinator told me that come October, she may have a position for me. They need one more toddler interest for the preschool at church and they can open a toddler classroom, but they just have to wait to get the licensing from the state to open a toddler room. She told me that the teacher position would be mine and on the other days she would use me as a floater in the other classrooms.
My heart swelled as she told me this. Of course I'm going to continue job searching but she also gave me a job lead for right here in West Chester that I'm going to try and look into. As I left the nursery to go to Sunday school, I could feel God urging me to continue trusting. The service this morning also talked about trusting God to turn our "what ifs" into "but yes Lord." The music, the sermon-everything spoke right to me. It was like God was hitting me on the head going, "Heather, I've brought you this far. I'm not going to let you fall."
After the service, Jenny and I got the chance to talk in private and she told me about a situation that she's gone through in the past year that made her angry with God and question her trust but that God brought her through it stronger than ever. It was such an encouragement for me and a reminder that God is going to bring me through this, even if I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel at the moment. I just need to continue trusting Him.
I don't know what's going to happen next. I'm sure there will be more tears and more panic attacks but I know I'm going to be okay. God didn't bring me this far to drop me. He's got a plan for my life, a plan I need to allow Him to work out. It's just going to take some time. Until then, I'll be praying and waiting. That's all I can do.
On Monday, I found out that due to me being back in school, I wasn't going to be able to work full time at my job anymore. I went from 40 hours a week to 9 hours a week. Since I have to leave work at 3 twice a week to make it to class, they need someone who can work full time in my classroom. I was offered a 3-6 position the three days a week I'm not in class and then I'll be on the sub list which means I'd be the first person to pick up any extra hours that happen to come up due to teachers being sick or on vacation.
I left work on Monday and as I drove home, I broke down in tears. I was devestated over the fact that I felt that I was losing my position and was in hysterics about how I was going to be able to pay my bills and make it without a job. As I drove home, I kept alternating between crying and panic attacks. At one point I even thought about quitting school and I knew that wasn't an option. After the way everything fell into place to get in, I knew school was where I was supposed to be.
I spent all of Monday night crying and being angry with God over how things were working out. I cried myself to sleep Monday night because I was so scared that I wasn't going to be able to make it. I went into work on Tuesday and told my boss that I would accept her position, but I also let her know that I was job searching because nine hours a week wasn't going to pay the bills.
In the week since all of this has happened, I have been so angry with God. I couldn't understand how it seemed as if everything was perfect to go back to school and then my only source of income was being cut back, especially when I had just bought a new car this summer. By Wednesday night, I was done. I told my small group that I was having a hard time trusting God and understanding what His plan for this time in my life was. Seth reminded me that God was going to answer my prayer, even if it was in the last possible hour. As he prayed over our small group, I could feel my eyes fill with tears. I could hear God telling me to trust Him, that it was all going to work out if I just let Him lead me to where He wanted me.
For the last week, I have been applying for jobs like crazy. I've looked to every possible preschool opening there is and now I'm playing a waiting game. This morning our nursery coordinator told me that come October, she may have a position for me. They need one more toddler interest for the preschool at church and they can open a toddler classroom, but they just have to wait to get the licensing from the state to open a toddler room. She told me that the teacher position would be mine and on the other days she would use me as a floater in the other classrooms.
My heart swelled as she told me this. Of course I'm going to continue job searching but she also gave me a job lead for right here in West Chester that I'm going to try and look into. As I left the nursery to go to Sunday school, I could feel God urging me to continue trusting. The service this morning also talked about trusting God to turn our "what ifs" into "but yes Lord." The music, the sermon-everything spoke right to me. It was like God was hitting me on the head going, "Heather, I've brought you this far. I'm not going to let you fall."
After the service, Jenny and I got the chance to talk in private and she told me about a situation that she's gone through in the past year that made her angry with God and question her trust but that God brought her through it stronger than ever. It was such an encouragement for me and a reminder that God is going to bring me through this, even if I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel at the moment. I just need to continue trusting Him.
I don't know what's going to happen next. I'm sure there will be more tears and more panic attacks but I know I'm going to be okay. God didn't bring me this far to drop me. He's got a plan for my life, a plan I need to allow Him to work out. It's just going to take some time. Until then, I'll be praying and waiting. That's all I can do.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Love is a choice
Last night was Ebonie's wedding and the second wedding I've attended in two weeks. Since I was so sick at Bethany's wedding, it was nice to actually be able to have a good time and enjoy myself at Ebonie's. Tym went along as my date (Amy graciously allowed me to borrow her boyfriend for the evening-thanks Amy!) and I don't think I've laughed as much as I did last night in awhile. He had me cracking up on the dance floor and he learned that I have no rhythm what so ever! It was hilarious watching me try to do the Cupid Shuffle and the Booty Call! Someone should have gotten it on video because it was entertaining!
During the wedding ceremony itself, Ebonie's pastor made a comment about love being a choice. She told Ebonie and Kelvin that even when they're tired and frustrated with each other, that they should choose to love each other and work through their differences. That comment really stuck with Tym and I and we got into a huge discussion about it during the reception while we waited for dinner.
Today at church, my pastor made a comment about love being a verb and that love is something you do, and not something you feel. We were talking about sharing the love of Christ and going out into the world and showing Christ's love by our actions. As he was talking about love being a verb, I was thinking about what Ebonie's pastor had said and it made me realize how much I have to learn about love and relationships.
I told Tym as we waited for the ceremony to start that it was the season for everyone to get married and that it seemed as if everyone I knew was getting married. He rolled his eyes and was like, "We talk about this everyday!" to which I told him that we didn't. He started to say something about how it would be my turn eventually and I interrupted and told him that I truly was okay with everyone I know getting married but I know he didn't believe me.
However, I am okay with it because after some soul searching and heart to heart conversations with God lately, I know I'm not ready for marriage. I know I am not ready to commit to a relationship and spending the rest of my life with somebody. I have things I still need to learn about love and what it means to love someone as Christ loved the church. I want to seek the Lord first and when He feels I'm ready, then I'll be ready for that next journey in my life.
Do I get lonely? Yes. Does it upset me when everyone else is going out on dates and I'm not? Yes. Does it bother me that I have to borrow a friend's boyfriend to go to a wedding? Yes. (However I had a great time and since he knew Ebonie there was no one else I would have had more fun with!) Do I think I know who I'm going to spend the rest of my life with? Yes. (Don't even ask-only certain people know and right now I'm still praying about what it is God is showing me in regards to this person).
Even with all of this, I know I'm not at a point in my life where I believe I could give myself 100% to a relationship. God still has a lot of work to do in me and through me and once He feels I'm ready for that, then I'm ready to embark on that journey. For now, I just want to see where He's going to take me next.
During the wedding ceremony itself, Ebonie's pastor made a comment about love being a choice. She told Ebonie and Kelvin that even when they're tired and frustrated with each other, that they should choose to love each other and work through their differences. That comment really stuck with Tym and I and we got into a huge discussion about it during the reception while we waited for dinner.
Today at church, my pastor made a comment about love being a verb and that love is something you do, and not something you feel. We were talking about sharing the love of Christ and going out into the world and showing Christ's love by our actions. As he was talking about love being a verb, I was thinking about what Ebonie's pastor had said and it made me realize how much I have to learn about love and relationships.
I told Tym as we waited for the ceremony to start that it was the season for everyone to get married and that it seemed as if everyone I knew was getting married. He rolled his eyes and was like, "We talk about this everyday!" to which I told him that we didn't. He started to say something about how it would be my turn eventually and I interrupted and told him that I truly was okay with everyone I know getting married but I know he didn't believe me.
However, I am okay with it because after some soul searching and heart to heart conversations with God lately, I know I'm not ready for marriage. I know I am not ready to commit to a relationship and spending the rest of my life with somebody. I have things I still need to learn about love and what it means to love someone as Christ loved the church. I want to seek the Lord first and when He feels I'm ready, then I'll be ready for that next journey in my life.
Do I get lonely? Yes. Does it upset me when everyone else is going out on dates and I'm not? Yes. Does it bother me that I have to borrow a friend's boyfriend to go to a wedding? Yes. (However I had a great time and since he knew Ebonie there was no one else I would have had more fun with!) Do I think I know who I'm going to spend the rest of my life with? Yes. (Don't even ask-only certain people know and right now I'm still praying about what it is God is showing me in regards to this person).
Even with all of this, I know I'm not at a point in my life where I believe I could give myself 100% to a relationship. God still has a lot of work to do in me and through me and once He feels I'm ready for that, then I'm ready to embark on that journey. For now, I just want to see where He's going to take me next.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Road trip
Now that I've been home for a week, I figure it's time for an update. This will probably be long, but hopefully not too long!
So we left Thursday night. I had printed out directions but since they were pretty much a straight shot, I figured I wouldn't need them until we crossed over into West Virginia, especially since the highway we were taking was the one I drove to and from school for three years. Well, we got about an hour from West Virginia and decided maybe we should turn the gps on just incase we needed it. The stupid thing took us off of the highway and onto a two lane country road that went on for miles with no stops on it. It was a good thing we had a full tank of gas or we would have been in trouble!
About 15 minutes from the West Virginia border the gps lost it altogether. It had no idea where we were and kept showing us off the road. Then, it wanted me to turn left, which would have taken me directly into the Ohio River! I figured as long as I kept going straight and the river was on my left, eventually I would run into West Virginia and sure enough I did. However, as soon as I crossed over, I ended up in some little town and had no clue where I was. The gps caught back on and started navigating to our hotel. Well, there was so much construction and it was so dark that I couldn't see where the lines were and go figure there would be a cop behind me. I'm almost positive that this cop thought I was up to no good since I had out of state plates and kept hitting my brakes to figure out where I was so he followed me for a good five miles or so before I got onto the road our hotel was on and then he went another direction. He had made me so nervous knowing he was behind me and I had no clue where I was. I'm sure he got a good laugh out of my unawareness of the area.
We finally got to the hotel and it was like something out of the Twilight Zone. I had done a search on hotels.com looking for a low cost hotel with a swimming pool that had gotten great reviews. This one was $50 for the night and had gotten great reviews on the website. The pool was an afterthought by the time we got there anyway because it was midnight and we just wanted to sleep. We found out the next day it was drained anyway! The hotel gave us the creeps but we're like, "It's only for a few hours and it's cheap we'll just deal." The creepiness just continued as Megan asked the guy when the continental breakfast was (it had been on their website) and he replied with this twangy accent "Well, our restaurant burned down in a fire eight months ago." At that point Megan and I were both thinking, "What have we gotten ourselves into?" but we just took our stuff and went to our room.
We got in and got our second wind and Megan kept repeating what the guy had said in her own version of his twang and had me cracking up. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe! We had been watching a movie on Lifetime and when it was over, I turned off the tv and went to roll over to go to sleep when I felt something in my bed! I didn't want to turn on the lights so I'm still feeling around and to me it feels like a t-shirt. That did it for me! I turned on the lights and was yelling at Megan that there was someone's shirt in my bed and all I had to do was take one look at her face to know it was hers! Sure enough, I turned around and it was! Apparently she had thrown her shirt at me and I had never known it! That ended up giving us the giggles as I threw it back at her and I think we finally fell asleep at about 2:30 in the morning.
We got up Friday to make the rest of the drive and decided after driving for a couple of hours that maybe we should stop for lunch. I was starting to feel lightheaded because I hadn't eaten and we were driving curvy mountain roads so I wanted some food in my stomach. We stopped at a little travel plaza where Megan had pizza and Starbucks and I opted for Burger King. Well, about an hour further into our drive after that I looked at Megan (I was still driving) and was like, "I have to pull over." She tried to convince me to keep driving since we had just stopped an hour ago and I was like, "No you don't understand. Either I have to pull over or I'm going to get sick in the car." I stopped at a gas station and as soon as I got in the bathroom it was all over. (Sorry TMI I know). I was so sick that I couldn't stop shaking and as I got back in the car, I kept alternating between cold chills and hot flashes. Megan ended up having to drive the final three or four hours and we had to stop at least one other time so I could get sick.
We checked into the hotel and I was feeling okay because I had napped. That feeling didn't last long though. By the time we reached the room, I was lightheaded again and felt like I was going to pass out. I was in the fetal position on the bed with my eyes closed because the room kept spinning. We went to get the rest of our stuff from the car and I told myself that I would nap for an hour and then shower to get ready for the rehearsal dinner (all the out of town guests were invited) and I'd be fine. I ended up sleeping from 4 on Friday afternoon until 9 on Saturday morning. I woke up here and there through the night but I was pretty out of it until morning. When I did wake up, I'd feel horrible knowing we were supposed to have been at the dinner and then because Megan was spending the entire evening by herself when it was supposed to be our vacation.
Saturday morning I felt great. I was able to eat breakfast and shower and I made it through the wedding ceremony just fine. The reception was another story. Apparently I kept zoning and Megan had to keep calling my name to get my attention. I guess I even carried on a conversation with one of Bethany's co-workers and I don't even remember it! We made it through about two hours of the reception and then I was ready to leave. I was feeling okay and was like, "Let's go get dinner and maybe I'll feel better" only that didn't happen. I ate and was right back in bed in the fetal position because I felt like I was going to be sick.
I managed to become semi-coherent that evening to get a paper written that I had due on Monday but other than that, my weekend was a bust. I finally felt good on Sunday, the day we had to drive home. I got sick once that morning but afterwards, it was like the sickness just finally disappeared.
The only conclusion we can all come to is that I had gotten food poisoning from the Burger King I had eaten. Megan had drank after me prior to us stopping and she never once got sick but I did. I was miserable for an entire weekend and I still feel horrible for feeling as if I ruined our vacation. I know I didn't have that great of a time and I'm sure Megan didn't, even though she tells me she did. I'm still mad at myself for looking forward to it for months and then I ended up so miserable I couldn't even enjoy it.
I'm probably going to try and visit Bethany over winter break so we can actually spend some time together. She kept apologizing at the reception for not being able to spend more time with us and I kept telling her she was being silly, that it was her wedding day and she shouldn't feel bad for not being able to devote herself to us. I told her that's what our next visit was for!
All in all, the trip could have been a lot better. Next time I know not to stop at that travel plaza and you better believe I'll never forget which one it was!
For now, I'm off to work on a final project I have due on Monday. Pictures from the weekend to come later!
So we left Thursday night. I had printed out directions but since they were pretty much a straight shot, I figured I wouldn't need them until we crossed over into West Virginia, especially since the highway we were taking was the one I drove to and from school for three years. Well, we got about an hour from West Virginia and decided maybe we should turn the gps on just incase we needed it. The stupid thing took us off of the highway and onto a two lane country road that went on for miles with no stops on it. It was a good thing we had a full tank of gas or we would have been in trouble!
About 15 minutes from the West Virginia border the gps lost it altogether. It had no idea where we were and kept showing us off the road. Then, it wanted me to turn left, which would have taken me directly into the Ohio River! I figured as long as I kept going straight and the river was on my left, eventually I would run into West Virginia and sure enough I did. However, as soon as I crossed over, I ended up in some little town and had no clue where I was. The gps caught back on and started navigating to our hotel. Well, there was so much construction and it was so dark that I couldn't see where the lines were and go figure there would be a cop behind me. I'm almost positive that this cop thought I was up to no good since I had out of state plates and kept hitting my brakes to figure out where I was so he followed me for a good five miles or so before I got onto the road our hotel was on and then he went another direction. He had made me so nervous knowing he was behind me and I had no clue where I was. I'm sure he got a good laugh out of my unawareness of the area.
We finally got to the hotel and it was like something out of the Twilight Zone. I had done a search on hotels.com looking for a low cost hotel with a swimming pool that had gotten great reviews. This one was $50 for the night and had gotten great reviews on the website. The pool was an afterthought by the time we got there anyway because it was midnight and we just wanted to sleep. We found out the next day it was drained anyway! The hotel gave us the creeps but we're like, "It's only for a few hours and it's cheap we'll just deal." The creepiness just continued as Megan asked the guy when the continental breakfast was (it had been on their website) and he replied with this twangy accent "Well, our restaurant burned down in a fire eight months ago." At that point Megan and I were both thinking, "What have we gotten ourselves into?" but we just took our stuff and went to our room.
We got in and got our second wind and Megan kept repeating what the guy had said in her own version of his twang and had me cracking up. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe! We had been watching a movie on Lifetime and when it was over, I turned off the tv and went to roll over to go to sleep when I felt something in my bed! I didn't want to turn on the lights so I'm still feeling around and to me it feels like a t-shirt. That did it for me! I turned on the lights and was yelling at Megan that there was someone's shirt in my bed and all I had to do was take one look at her face to know it was hers! Sure enough, I turned around and it was! Apparently she had thrown her shirt at me and I had never known it! That ended up giving us the giggles as I threw it back at her and I think we finally fell asleep at about 2:30 in the morning.
We got up Friday to make the rest of the drive and decided after driving for a couple of hours that maybe we should stop for lunch. I was starting to feel lightheaded because I hadn't eaten and we were driving curvy mountain roads so I wanted some food in my stomach. We stopped at a little travel plaza where Megan had pizza and Starbucks and I opted for Burger King. Well, about an hour further into our drive after that I looked at Megan (I was still driving) and was like, "I have to pull over." She tried to convince me to keep driving since we had just stopped an hour ago and I was like, "No you don't understand. Either I have to pull over or I'm going to get sick in the car." I stopped at a gas station and as soon as I got in the bathroom it was all over. (Sorry TMI I know). I was so sick that I couldn't stop shaking and as I got back in the car, I kept alternating between cold chills and hot flashes. Megan ended up having to drive the final three or four hours and we had to stop at least one other time so I could get sick.
We checked into the hotel and I was feeling okay because I had napped. That feeling didn't last long though. By the time we reached the room, I was lightheaded again and felt like I was going to pass out. I was in the fetal position on the bed with my eyes closed because the room kept spinning. We went to get the rest of our stuff from the car and I told myself that I would nap for an hour and then shower to get ready for the rehearsal dinner (all the out of town guests were invited) and I'd be fine. I ended up sleeping from 4 on Friday afternoon until 9 on Saturday morning. I woke up here and there through the night but I was pretty out of it until morning. When I did wake up, I'd feel horrible knowing we were supposed to have been at the dinner and then because Megan was spending the entire evening by herself when it was supposed to be our vacation.
Saturday morning I felt great. I was able to eat breakfast and shower and I made it through the wedding ceremony just fine. The reception was another story. Apparently I kept zoning and Megan had to keep calling my name to get my attention. I guess I even carried on a conversation with one of Bethany's co-workers and I don't even remember it! We made it through about two hours of the reception and then I was ready to leave. I was feeling okay and was like, "Let's go get dinner and maybe I'll feel better" only that didn't happen. I ate and was right back in bed in the fetal position because I felt like I was going to be sick.
I managed to become semi-coherent that evening to get a paper written that I had due on Monday but other than that, my weekend was a bust. I finally felt good on Sunday, the day we had to drive home. I got sick once that morning but afterwards, it was like the sickness just finally disappeared.
The only conclusion we can all come to is that I had gotten food poisoning from the Burger King I had eaten. Megan had drank after me prior to us stopping and she never once got sick but I did. I was miserable for an entire weekend and I still feel horrible for feeling as if I ruined our vacation. I know I didn't have that great of a time and I'm sure Megan didn't, even though she tells me she did. I'm still mad at myself for looking forward to it for months and then I ended up so miserable I couldn't even enjoy it.
I'm probably going to try and visit Bethany over winter break so we can actually spend some time together. She kept apologizing at the reception for not being able to spend more time with us and I kept telling her she was being silly, that it was her wedding day and she shouldn't feel bad for not being able to devote herself to us. I told her that's what our next visit was for!
All in all, the trip could have been a lot better. Next time I know not to stop at that travel plaza and you better believe I'll never forget which one it was!
For now, I'm off to work on a final project I have due on Monday. Pictures from the weekend to come later!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Teaser
Teaser details for when I get home:
--Long drive on Thursday in which the gps got us lost and wanted us to turn right into the river on the scenic route (which is not the way we wanted to go!)
--Checking into this podunk hotel in the middle of nowhere West Virginia (I know how to pick em let me tell you!)
--Making the last half of the drive yesterday and being so miserably sick I had to pull over so I could throw up and let Megan drive
--Spending the first 17 hours of my time in Raleigh sleeping
--An amazingly beautiful Christ centered wedding :-)
--Completing my first grad school paper
And I'm sure there will be more random details of our trip home tomorrow. :-P
--Long drive on Thursday in which the gps got us lost and wanted us to turn right into the river on the scenic route (which is not the way we wanted to go!)
--Checking into this podunk hotel in the middle of nowhere West Virginia (I know how to pick em let me tell you!)
--Making the last half of the drive yesterday and being so miserably sick I had to pull over so I could throw up and let Megan drive
--Spending the first 17 hours of my time in Raleigh sleeping
--An amazingly beautiful Christ centered wedding :-)
--Completing my first grad school paper
And I'm sure there will be more random details of our trip home tomorrow. :-P
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