Monday, October 31, 2005

The 'Quay Needs a Hero...

...I am that hero.

Be afraid. Be VERY afraid...

Like Joy's costume? She's the invisible woman!

If You Sup With the Devil...

Bring your own brownies...'cause she ain't sharing!

Thursday, October 27, 2005

No Excuses

There is no excuse not to do a shoebox or three! It's so much fun, and a great ministry opportunity. You can find the instructions and gift ideas on the Samaritan's Purse website.

So read all about it, and then go shopping. We'll put them together at my house next Wednesday. I don't have a chicken pen to put people in...but I do have a Max pen. I'll make you sit in there. Just see if I don't...

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I hate Walmart

I hate Walmart. I went this morning to get drinks and paper towels and other stuff for work. I've had a leaky front tire for a few days now, and so, since there was only one car at the auto center, I just decided to let them fix it. Every other place that has ever fixed a tire for me has only taken 10 minutes. IT TOOK TWO HOURS. I didn't get to work until 11:00. And on top of that, someone stole my super-cool Struttin' Wolf magnet off the back while it was parked there. I hate Walmart. They can't get the Target built quickly enough...

Friday, October 21, 2005

thoughts for my friends...

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
His eye is on the sparrow, And I know He watches me.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Who Says Infomercials Don't Work...

Being a marketing major, I've always prided myself on NOT succumbing to cheesy Saturday morning infomercials. Well...after seeing this one SEVERAL times (seriously...I'll actually sit down and watch the WHOLE 30 minute ad for this thing), and after realizing that we BOTH watch the commercial and really want this thing, Brooke and I decided to get the Magic Bullet. But we're getting a good's buy one get one free. Now I guess we'll just have to see if it's as easy to make guacamole as they claim...

Monday, October 17, 2005

Well Whaddaya Know... eyes ARE bigger than my stomach!

Thursday, October 13, 2005

The Great State Fair

It's finally here! I want to eat onion rings, and NC State ice cream, and a fried candy bar. Then I want to go see all the animals. Then I might ride a ride or two. And I have to go get Republican stickers at their booth.

OK...enough of that...I have to go buy Tommy and Jimmy some body paint for the horse show...Go Cole and Rachael!

Monday, October 10, 2005

Thirty, Flirty, and Fabulous

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday Mr. President...

Happy Birthday to you!

Friday, October 07, 2005

Rainy Day Thoughts...

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, v a s t, unmeasured, boundless, free!
Rolling as a MIGHTY ocean in its fullness over me!
Underneath me, all around me, is the current of Thy love
Leading onward, leading homeward to Thy glorious rest above!

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, spread His praise from shore to shore!
How He loveth, ever loveth, changeth never, nevermore!
How He watches o’er His loved ones, died to call them all His own;
How for them He intercedeth, watcheth o’er them from the throne!

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, love of every love the best!
’Tis an ocean full of blessing, ’tis a haven giving rest!
O the deep, deep love of Jesus, ’tis a heaven of heavens to me;
And it lifts me up to glory, for it lifts me up to Thee!

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

The Little Red Hen

Once upon a time there was a Little Red Hen. She asked her friends, "Who will go with me to get my pool table?" "Not I, " said the Cat. "Not I," said the Horse. "Not I," said the Dog.
So the Little Red Hen went and got her pool table. "Who will help me move the table into my henhouse?" she asked. "Not I, " said the Cat. "Not I," said the Horse. "Not I," said the Dog.
So the Little Red Hen and her brother moved the pool table into the henhouse. "Now!" she said. "Who would like to play with my pool table?" "I would!" said the Cat. "Me too!" said the Horse. "So would I!" said the Dog.
Since the Little Red Hen was a sucker, she let them all play anyway. She couldn't play with it anyway, since the strain from moving the table by herself had messed up her insides where she had major surgery.

The End

Monday, October 03, 2005

Me and my cuz...

Here's the only other picture I took before my camera battery died...

The Wedding

So Erin and Andrew got married. She was beautiful, he was handsome, and the weather was perfect. Except for the sun beating down on the bridesmaids during the ceremony. That was kinda hot. At least we didn't have wool tuxes on! Who knew that playing the Electric Slide could clear a dance floor? I'm still chuckling at the thought of Andrew doing the macarena.
I got Shirley out on the floor to do the Charleston, and Aunt Martha attempted the Cha-Cha Slide. Alla and I found out that Uncle Dan can shag. I got to dance with Casey, while Burt was held hostage by the church ladies.
We did a massive fluff and stuff before Andrew's family came to the house, and we actually got to hang some pictures. (They've only been in that house 13 years...) We never got the foosball table put up, but Burt and I did a fine job killing Nazis on the PS2. After some late night talks and a whirlwind weekend, I'm exhausted. All I have left to say is that Jamie's straightening iron is my new favorite thing, and I think I bought a pool table...