Accent Vlog

Hi friends!


Yes, it has been 800 years since I've posted.  And yes, I'm a wretched blogger.  


But none the less, I am temporarily back.  One of the blogs that I follow (Whitney at The Glamorous Life of a Housewife and Erin at Blue-Eyed Bride) did this accent vlog, and I thought it was so interesting.  So here's a video of me playing the accent vlog game.  If you're reading this, you should play too!  Then comment and let me know that you did!  Here goes:

The instructions are to say these words: 
Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught 

And answer these questions: 
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house? 
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball? 
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called? 
What do you call gym shoes? 
What do you say to address a group of people? 
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs? 
What do you call your grandparents? 
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket? 
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining? 
What is the thing you use to change the TV channel? 


Hope you all enjoyed!  I laughed watching myself talk about things.  I make some crazy faces. Anyways, like I said, you are all it!  :)  Please play!


And check out my friends' Ashley and Kerry and their accent vlogs.  :)

God in a handful of change

A few days ago, I took an awesome little mini-vacation.  I set out at Wednesday morning around 8:00am for Wilmington with my two dear friends, Eliza and Abbe (check out Eliza's blog--she's crafty and awesome!).  We headed to the beach with no real plans except for getting some sun and hanging out with one another.  So, we drove until the map turned blue.


As we drove into Wilmington, we had to pick a beach.  I picked Carolina Beach for us.  We were following the directions from my iPhone, and eventually, we just decided to pick a public access place and stop.  But there were only meters, and we didn't have enough change for the hours that we were going to be there.  So, we drove until we found one of those fancy meters that took cards.  Then, the ocean was all ours!


It was so fun to go to the beach with Abbe and Eliza.  It turns out that all three of us love to play in the water as much (if not more) as we do just laying out by the ocean.  We just floated and jumped over waves and talked about life and how much we love the movie Tangled.


After laying out some and reading our books (Me--Mockingjay for the second time, Abbe--Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief, and Eliza--Wuthering Heights), we decided to head into downtown Wilmington for some shopping/sightseeing/strolling.

We stopped and got some yummy lunch at The Reel Cafe.  We were very hungry and thirsty after spending all morning on the beach.  After eating lunch we headed out to wander around town.  We walked away from The Reel Cafe, heading to do some shopping and sightseeing.  However, as we were walking, we remembered our car.  Parked at a meter.  Which we had emptied all our change into.  And which would run out before we were done wandering downtown.  

Eliza, Abbe, and I stopped to ponder our predicament.  It really wasn't much of a problem--one of us just needed to go into a store and buy something, receiving some change in the process.  We pulled out our purses and looked at how much change we still had (approximately $0.23) and decided that one of us would go in one of the local shops.  

About this time the craziest thing happened.  A homeless man came up to us.  He must have heard our conversation, since he asked us, "Need change for the meter?" We didn't quite know what to say when all of the sudden this man who did not have a home began digging in his pockets for some of his change to give us.  All three of us were truly surprised.  The man pulled out approximately $1.25 in change and gave it to us.  We tried to give him a few dollars in exchange for the change, but he wouldn't accept it, and he wouldn't let us walk away without taking his change.  We thanked him and walked away stunned

As we walked back to the meter, Abbe said, "Okay, so who feels like a total jerk for taking change from a homeless man?"  Eliza and I both chimed in that she had expressed our thoughts exactly.  While previously we had been chatting and laughing, all of us walked rather silently down the streets pondering this man who had given so freely to us.  None of us were quite sure what to do.  Even though we proceeded on with our trip, I think I can speak for all three of us when I say that that man's generosity remained prominent in our thoughts throughout our adventures.

After putting the money in the meter, we continued walking around Wilmington.  We saw some awesome art someone had painted on a local building that had been boarded up:

Those windows and that storefront are completely painted on plywood that had been used to board up the building. 

We also went into my favorite used bookstore in the world in downtown Wilmington.  I adore used bookstores (and books in general) so I really enjoyed getting to wander through these stacks of books.  I saw this sign, which I will duplicate some day when I have a home of my own with a library that has a ladder.  Because I will.

We also got quotes vended to us from a bubble gum machine and saw Wilmington's first literary jukebox (which was turned off).  

After leaving the bookstore, we headed back to get some ice cream.  On the way, however, we stopped. The homeless man who had given us his change was doing a magic show that consisted of card tricks.  There were a couple of others gathered to watch, so we stopped and applauded as well.  After the others had left, we thanked him again for giving us the change for our parking meter earlier and showing us such generosity.  Then we were able to give him some money as well, repaying him and blessing him just as he had blessed us.  

As we walked away, we talked about how little the man had and how what he had shared with us would have been a major portion of his income for the day.  We all mentioned that we were grateful to have encountered him again.  As Eliza said, we felt that we were able to "complete the circle of blessing."  He had blessed us and we, in turn, were able to bless him. 

My words are failing me, blog friends.  But I doubt that Eliza, Abbe, or I will ever be able to forget how freely this man gave without expecting anything in return.  And he didn't give out of abundance--he gave out of the little bit that he had (kind of like the widow in Mark 12:41-44).  I don't think words do it justice--our giving to him in no way rivaled his generosity towards us.  I'm not trying to pat us on the back--I wish I could express how much we were challenged and reproved for our prior lack of generosity.  

I never expected that on a day trip to Wilmington, we would see God in a handful of coins for the parking meter.

Jesus Shall Reign

I love this hymn.  Love it.  Love it. 

So I thought I'd share it with you. :)  Happy Monday.

"Jesus Shall Reign" 


Original hymn lyrics by Isaac Watts


Jesus shall reign wherever the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.


He shall reign in glory 
Crowned with grace and might
Bless His name and praise the sovereign King
He shall reign in glory 
With his chosen bride
And all the earth shall sing that Jesus is the King.


People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

He shall reign in glory 

Crowned with grace and might

Bless His name and praise the sovereign King

He shall reign in glory 

With his chosen bride

And all the earth shall sing that Jesus is the King.

Blessings abound wherever He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

He shall reign in glory 

Crowned with grace and might

Bless His name and praise the sovereign King

He shall reign in glory 

With his chosen bride

And all the earth shall sing that Jesus is the King.

Let every creature rise and bring
His grateful honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen!

He shall reign in glory 

Crowned with grace and might

Bless His name and praise the sovereign King

He shall reign in glory 

With his chosen bride

And all the earth shall sing that Jesus is the King.

A box of calculus

A few weeks ago,  I came home from my first year of graduate school.  A couple weeks after that, I went back to my house I had lived in this year and brought home the last load of stuff from my house where I had lived.  


That week was a very busy week for me--I had driven home from a conference in Florida, packed up my grad school house at 5:00 in the morning, driven home, cut out costumes for a play, and gone back to work.  I felt like I had been going without a break for almost a week.  That Friday, my mom had me unload all the stuff from her van.  She had been very patient with me, driving around all week with my junk in her van.  Let's just say I have a lot of things--specifically books . . . 

My room was a wreck and I was in a tizzy trying to fit two HOUSES worth of things into one small room.  Mom mentioned the fact that I had several rubbermaid containers in the corner of my room that were only half full.  She suggested that I needed to throw some things away and reorganize the containers to have more room.  


And I would like to tell you, my dear readers, that I complied with a smile and my room was swiftly rearranged and made neat.  However, what followed was quite a bit of evidence of my sinful nature.  I fussed and fumed and generally let the flesh have its way.  I had already donated tons of my books to my high school's library, and I didn't want to get rid of more of my stuff--after all, I had kept it for a reason!  But I eventually tackled those boxes in the corner of my room because honestly there was simply nowhere else to put things.  


I went through those boxes, and I found that at least three of them were filled with school things.  Papers, projects, notes and notebooks dating all the way back to freshman year of high school.  The largest chunk of all of this was three notebooks worth of AP Calculus from my senior year.  Let me just take a moment to explain my relationship with Calculus.  I took WAY too many AP classes my senior year, and AP Calculus was the one that took the most time.  I'd always been good at math, but it didn't come naturally to me--I really had to work at it.  I took Calculus BC which was the equivalent of two semesters of engineering level calculus.  There were eight of us, and I remember quite a few nights, sitting on the phone at 2:00am with Jessi, trying to figure out how to do our homework.  I struggled that year, but I somehow managed to pull an A and a 3 on my exam, exempting myself from math forever!


Fast forward 5 years--I sat in my room, looking through this math notebooks, trying to figure out why I had kept them.  Reading them, I couldn't even make sense of the problems, but I knew at one point I had been able to work those problems with some level of skill (or at least some good faking it).  Why had I kept all these notes?  I don't like math.  I'm never going to work those problems again.  Never will the need arise.


I suppose it could be chalked up to tiredness at the end of each semester.  It makes sense--after working hard all semester, the last thing I wanted to do is go through all my notes.  However, sitting in the midst of literally 4 boxes of school things, I came to realize something more was going on.  It showed me why I was so upset at getting rid of these things and why I had kept them for so long.  


You see, somewhere in the midst of years and years of school, I began to find my identity in school and the success I found there.  And that is wrong.  I have told friends, "You could tell me I'm not a lot of things, but I know I'm smart."  That sounds cocky, I know, but school was always the one thing I did really well with.  I'm not really athletic.  I love theater and music, but I'm not exceptionally talented at either.  So, school was my thing.  I did it, and I did it well.  And at some point, I aligned my identity with school.


As a child of God, my identity is found in Christ.  I deserve nothing in and of myself--it is only by God's grace that I have received any good gifts.  I was once estranged from God because of my state as a sinner.  However, because of Jesus' redemptive work on the cross, I was forgiven of my sin, brought near to God, and called His child all because of His loving grace.  God's judgment was removed from me, and instead of I was given grace and blessings!  


Because I'm in Christ, I am someone new.  II Corinthians 5:17 says, "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come."  My identity is wrapped up completely in my reconciliation to God.  I am a child of God, and anything I do should reflect my identity in Him.  All the school work in the world means nothing if it's not done to honor God.  All of my achievements mean nothing if they are not done out of service to the one Who gave me the ability to learn.  


I've been learning this for sometime, but that box of Calculus really made this quite transparent to me.  I'm humbled by all I've been given--a relationship with Christ, the ability and opportunity to learn, and the blessings that are apparent to me every day.  


I told all this to my dear friend Abbe the other evening.  And she replied, "So, what are you going to do about it?"  


After some reflection, the only response is this:


"Thus says the LORD: "Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom, let not the mighty man boast in his might, let not the rich man boast in his riches, but let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me, that I am the LORD who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the LORD."
~ Jeremiah 9:23-24


I'm learning.  And God is faithful. 

With a dreamy far-off look, and her nose stuck in a book

Today I was more than stoked to receive my first blog request!!  My bud since birth Ashley Shelley asked if I would compile a list of books that I would recommend.  Before you go and check out any of these books, I think you should pop on over to Ashley's blog The Christian Wife Life and get to reading.  You see, Ashley and I have literally known each other since she was born.  We played in the church nursery together, went to school together from 2nd grade until high school graduation, and have remained friends ever since.  In March, Ashley married Jordan, the perfect man for her, and has been settling into newlywed life.  Ashley and Jordan have an amazing, Christ-centered relationship and Ashley's blog is honest, real, and inspiring.


So, now that I've put in a shameless plug for Ashley's blog (which is WAY cooler than mine), I shall proceed on to my list of recommended reading. :)  I really love reading, but I don't get much time for reading for fun when school's in session.  Too many theorists, rhetoricians and composition scholars vying for my attention.  This is a list of books I currently have already read and love.  Later on this week, I'll try to post what's on my shelf in terms of upcoming summer reading. :)  Here goes . . . (WARNING:  This will be rather lengthy).

The Hunger Games Trilogy by Suzanne Collins 


You probably by now have heard of all the hype surrounding this trilogy.  Since it is a trilogy, and I don't want to spoil anything for you, I'll just set up the first book to pique your interest.  This series is set in a futuristic and dystopic society of Panem, which is a country formed out of what was left of North America after a series of natural disasters occur.  Panem is made up of twelve districts governed by The Capitol.  After suppressing a rebellion years before, The Capitol requires that each district provide two tributes to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death from which only one tribute will exit alive.  When Katniss' younger sister is chosen as tribute, Katniss volunteers to go instead.  What follows is an action-packed book in which Katniss fights to stay alive, not only for herself, but to provide hope for people in all the districts of Panem in ways that even she doesn't understand.


While this series sounds like it would be horrifically graphic, I honestly was impressed with the way Collins handled the violence of the setting.  The series moves very quickly, and it's honestly a series that, once I started, I didn't want to put down.  I finished the first book in a day and the rest of the series within a week.  The characters were compelling and Collins wrote in a way that drove you to keep pushing forward.  Also, be not deceived by the order of the books as you see them on the website I linked to.  The first book is The Hunger Games, the second Catching Fire, and the third, Mockingjay.  I just finished rereading the first book today, in fact.  If you want to read these books, I recommend you buy them or download the e-book as every young adult in the world is on the library waiting list. :)  Fun fact--the first Hunger Games movie is filming all over NC this summer!

Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Riordan


Fans of the Harry Potter series will either love or hate Percy Jackson.  I, for one, love both Harry and Percy.  In the Percy Jackson series, the gods of Mt. Olympus are still alive and active today.  In fact, they still continue to parent demigods or "half-bloods."  Percy Jackson is one such demigod who seems to encounter trouble every where he turns.  He's constantly getting kicked out of school or causing problems.  However, once he comes to Camp Half-Blood he learns the cause for his problems. Each of the five books chronicles a different mythological challenge that Percy must overcome--everything from the Labyrinth to the Sea of Monsters. 


Riordan's series weaves lots of mythological tradition with a sarcastic tone in order to create a hilarious story.  The series is reminiscent of Harry Potter because each book documents another year in Percy's life.  The book is told from a first person perspective, allowing the reader to "hear" Percy's thoughts as he battles Medusa, Echidna, and so many other mythological creatures.  I love the series--it's a quick, but really fun read!

Black Heels to Tractor Wheels--A Love Story by Ree Drummond


I have rambled before about how much I love Ree (known through her blog as the Pioneer Woman) and her writing.  I was MORE than stoked when Ree announced that she was going to release her and Marlboro Man's (that's what she calls her cowboy husband) love story in book form.  Black Heels tells the story of how Ree, a girl who grew up on a golf course and loved the city, met, fell in love, and married a cowboy, and rode off into the sunset--almost literally.  At the same time that Ree was falling head over heels, her parents' marriage fell apart. Ree spins this genuine tale while providing honest glimpses into her life and what love takes.  


I love Ree's writing style.  She makes you feel as though you are there with her in the book.  Also, I imagine her telling me this story over coffee, just like she would a best friend.  She's honest about her faults and the crazy things she does (just wait until you get to the part about her yellow suit and the outdoor wedding!).  And if you haven't before now, you should check out her blog.  She's a woman of many talents--cooking, photography, writing.  And she's one of the main reasons I started blogging myself.  

Lowlands of Scotland Series by Liz Curtis Higgs


In this series, Higgs takes the Biblical account of Jacob, Leah, and Rachel and drops it into 18th century Scotland, creating the characters of Jamie McKee and Leana and Rose McBride.  Jamie has stolen his brother's blessing and inheritance and so must flee to his uncle, Lachlan McBride's home.  While there, Jamie hopes to pick a wife from one of his two cousins--Leana and Rose.  Initially attracted to Rose, the younger of the two sisters, Jamie does not notice Leana's love for him.  Through several instances of deception, Jamie's relationship to the McBride sisters becomes more complicated than ever.  Higgs weaves the Biblical account with Scottish lore in a way that creates a seamless story with characters you feel like you know.  


I've read this series through at least 3 or 4 times now--and that's saying a lot since each book is around 500 pages.  One of the most exciting things for me on my first read through was to wonder how Higgs was going to work in all the elements of the Biblical story--surely she wasn't going to have Jamie married to two women at once!  But Higgs shows a clear understanding of the narrative and how that narrative writes her characters' stories.  One word of caution with this series--while I believe that Higgs does a great job weaving a more contemporary telling of the Biblical tale, if you are familiar with the Bible story, you realize that the series might be suited for a slightly older audience.  But all in all, I really enjoyed the series. 

American Born Chinese by Gene Luen Yang


I loved this book so much I wrote a seminar paper on it. :)   This is a graphic novel, which is different from a comic book.  Yang's novel is made up of frames that illustrate the dialogue of the story.  In American Born Chinese, Yang spins three apparently unrelated stories.  Yang weaves the stories of the Monkey King, who desperately wants to fit in with the other immortals, Jin, who seeks to avoid ties to his Chinese heritage, and Danny, an American boy who tries to live a normal life despite the visit of his hyperbolically stereotypical and obnoxious Chinese cousin Chin-Kee.  While Jin's story is primary within the novel, Yang uses the other two stories to question ideas of belonging, identity, and heritage.  I really can't tell you much more without ruining the ending, but trust me--it's awesome!


Don't underestimate this book just because it's a graphic novel.  It certainly has a lot to offer, even if it is filled with pictures.  This book is a pretty quick read--great if you just have an afternoon off or if you're laying by the pool.  I've read it at least 5 times, and I notice new things about it each time I read.  I also find myself identifying with different characters each time.  


Well, that is just a small list of books I would recommend!  I hope this gives you an idea of some of the things I enjoy reading.  Expect a few more blog posts in the next few days about other genres I have read and books that I am planning on reading or are currently reading!


Now, go find a chair to curl up in and read a book!

Summer days, drifting away . . .

And the world's worst blogger award goes to . . . . 


((drumroll))


ME!


Sorry, my dear blog readers (if you even still check on this blog any more).  Life has been a little more than crazy as I transitioned from the first year of grad school to summer time employee.  About a week before the end of the semester, I realized that I still had approximately 70 pages to write until I was free for the summer.  But by God's grace, every paper was completed, submitted, and out of my hands!


Then it was SUMMER TIME! :)


This summer I'm working at a local retail store and taking it a little easier than I normally do in the summertime.  God's been so gracious to provide a job that I like and so many rich blessings.  


I'll blog more about several of these in-depth in the upcoming days, but for now, let me give you a brief list of things I have done this summer and things I will be doing in the near future. :)


Things I have done:


1) Gotten hooked on Pinterest.  Find me here.


2) Helped one of my best friends find her wedding dress!!


3) Driven 10 hours each way to Florida for the NEXT 2011 Conference.


4) Read the entire Hunger Games Trilogy in less than a week. 


5) Watched Tangled at least 5 times.  


6) Started rereading the Hunger Games Trilogy (oops :) ).


Things I will do this summer:


1) Read several more books.


2) Assistant direct Spiritual Twist Productions/Christian Youth Theater's production of Jesus!


3) Sing, sing, sing, sing, sing!


4) Participate in the National Writing Project's Summer Institute


5) Finish my syllabus for the class that I'm teaching, ENGL 1101, in the fall.  


6) Watch all four seasons of Chuck.


7) Visit my dear friend Sarah Reid.


8) Take several beach day trips with my friends.


And I'm sure many more exciting things!

Finals week

As it is finals week, I really don't have time for a lengthy post.  But I thought I'd update you on all that is going on in my world:


What has happened since the last time I blogged?  A lot.  Here's a list of 10 things that I can think of right now.


1. CCT produced AMAZING performances of Through the Looking Glass.


2. I road tripped to Raleigh with two fantastic friends!


3. CYT produced a FANTASTIC show in The Phantom of the Opera.


4. A commoner married a prince in a fairy tale wedding and my mom recorded 24/7 coverage for me to watch when this semester is through. 


5. My mom gave me literally 5 pounds of candy, which will probably be gone by the end of this week, as it is, in fact, finals week.


6. The US finally got the world's most wanted terrorist.


7. One of my favorite people in the whole world got engaged!!!!!!!!!


8. I finished a final exam and portfolio for one of my classes.


9. I thought about all the work I still have to do before next Tuesday night. 


10. I realized I should stop blogging and get to it! :)


Be back when I have regained my sanity.