the "DEEP" south?

Well school is out around here, basketball is NOT. We leave tommorrow for the "Southern swing of the Ohio Valley Confrence." We are going to Alabama. I must first admit that I have never been to Alabama. I am a little nervous because I have heard several interesting stories about the state as a whole. And on top of that people around here call it "the DEEP south." Well golly I thought Kentucky was the south, apparently it's not really the south because it's not the DEEP south. Then when I arrive home on Tuesday night/wed. morning I am going to have to totally clean my apartment at lightening speed because my mom will arrive mid morning. My apartment is currently tidy, it's just not mom clean if you know what I mean. And then I step back for a moment and realize how very easy it is to get caught up in the daily mundane stuff. My to do list seems miles long before my mom and my brother and grandmother get here. I drove out to the condo on the lake that we are staying for Christmas after work today, and I decided that I am grateful beyond explanation that we are staying out there, the phones are turned off for the winter, no cell phone reception, no television. Just peace and quiet, the lake, the wild life, and no one around for miles. And now I am off to church for the carol sing before I head into my office to finish packing for the "southern swing." Christians wonder why we as a society have forgotten the meaning of Christmas, and then I think to myself, maybe they have forgetten because we Christians have so much to do that we forget ourselves, and we forget to live it out.

like to like like

SO Monday the new football coach was anounced and guess what!!!!!!!!!! He graduated from UNH, so very exciting, and most of his staff is from the Northeast also. My boss thinks we all talk way to fast. And of course everyone keeps asking me if i know the new coach, and I'm like "uh he graduated in '92 and I graduated in '03" but whatever. I was thinking about it, I was in like 5 grade when he was graduating from college. So then I was telling my mom about this other guy that I know that graduated in approximately '92 (not from UNH but from some lesser school.) He's been acting very strange around me lately. It's weird because I am one of those people who is totally oblivious. My mom was like "um, I think he likes you." I mean if some guy likes me they are going to have to be straight up and say something like "Hey I was wondering if you'd go out with me." And of course I am not intrested in this guy any way (the other person not the football coach, he's married) because he is not a Christian. But I was talking to my roommate from college because I'm like seriously I don't want to have a geriatric husband (no offense to those that are older than me) but around here it is way more common. It kinda freaks me out how many people are married to people that are way older than they are. I mean 5 years is one thing but 25-30 that is just weird. I know that this all seems so superficial. But seriously, I just purchased a book over the weekend called Friendlationships:from like to like like to love it's all about the Christian subculture and people in their 20s and how weird that whole dating scene has gotten. It talks a lot about how people aren't "dating" but are just friends but way more emotionally involved than just friends. I bought the book because I laughed so hard when I read the title and because it's so true, I myself and all of my single Christian friends are constantly complaining about their friendlationships. So the moral of this story I guess is this, I am not interested in the older (not yet elderly) gentleman who apparently likes me and I have decided that I am just going to continue to be patient, and trust that God is giving the individual that will one day be my husband the courage to come out and ask me out so I don't have to be so confused.

Straw vs wiskers

I've been having a hard time trying to figure out what I should get people for Christmas. I mean my older brother and his wife are having a baby in April so it was real easy to get them stuff and my mom is always easy, but my younger brother want all this really expensive stuff for his bike, and my grandmother needs some new winter clothing with easy to unbutton, unzip type stuff, but I live in Kentucky so it's difficult to find a good selection of winter stuff because frankly it's not that cold. I was at Walmart this evening perusing their selection, and I get so frustrated because people are all over the place buying practically the whole store, and I just think, they are missing the whole point. The Christmas card I am sending have Isaiah 9:6 on them " For unto us a child is born." I've decided that I don;t want to participate in Santa Claus, and if I ever have children we will have a Jesus birthday party but no Santa Claus. Some people say that it is a bit extreme of me, but as I walked around Walmart, I was saddened almost to tears, because Jesus loves them, yet the are spending beyond their means because they want to feel needed and loved and better than the next person. If they would just set aside all their burdens and look beyond the singing dancing santas into the quiet manger, they would see the Savior of the world. So I commit to spending the rest of this Christmas season not worrying about what exactly I will get for my boss and the million other people I have to buy for, and I will quiet my heart and look into the manger and into the heart of my God who made Himself flesh and dwelt among us.

the beginning

So, my friend Meredith sent me a link to her blog, and it was great cause I got to read about her life in Seattle, and then I wanted to add a comment and I couldn't do it unless I created my own blog. So then I thought, you know what this could be fun, I have friends all over the place and it would be a great way for them to hear about my days, in the land of unbridled spirits, and horses and everything Kentucky, so there you go.