Kellogg's Special K

Ok, I write to you as I do what I do: eat cereal out of a box. I call my Mac the "Dirty Mac" (said to the tune of "Dirty Pop"), because usually I eat some cereal (or whatever I'm snacking on at the moment...and trust me, there is always a snack), then I type what I'm working on or click on stuff. Therefore, my Mac is dirty and sometimes even sticky. This is gross to you, and I understand that. However, it's my Mac and not yours, so I can do what I want. :) I will publicly apologize to my roommate, though, for "my chair" and the tiny pieces of cereal that are always on it. That IS gross, and I will do better.

I don't have much to tell you guys. The coolest/most disgusting/interesting thing that has happened to me lately is a stomach virus I received from my [sorta] sweet little niece on Saturday. I haven't been sick like that since I was 5. Seriously. Before I tell you all about it, is it too ridiculously sad that this is all I have to blog about? Rhetorical. Don't answer that.
Anyway...
Out of auntie love, I did my best to rush Brooklyn to the toilet and clean up puke after each of her vomit episodes on Saturday. In doing so, I drove home Sunday afternoon with a nausea that I can't explain. I tried to tough it out (because I'm tough, duh), but when I arrived at Starbucks to meet some friends, I realized that I either needed to get home, or risk making a nasty spectacle of myself in public. So I did (come home). And then I did (puke). More than once (4 times). My lovely roommate and her obedient boyfriend were SO great in helping me to feel better with saltines, 7-Up (yours), and strawberry Jello. I'm not sure I would have survived without them. Sooo in all of that, I decided to find a sub for Monday and miss school unexpectedly for the first time this year. I slept a LOT, and had a headache from dehydration the entire Monday. It was poopy. Then I came back to school Tuesday still hazy and super unprepared. Those kids can sense crap like that, I swear. It was a wasted day, but I made it, and tomorrow is Friday. It turns out that the previously mentioned virus is super contagious, and my entire family ended up with it. I hope you didn't get it from reading about it. The End.
Great story, I know. I also just made myself sound disgusting. I promise I'm a lady...mostly.

Speaking of ladies. Girls...do something nice for yourself and enjoy Song of Songs 2:10-13. Oh. My. Gosh.

My lover spoke and said to me,
"Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, and come with me.

See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.

Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.

The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me."

So, after an entire blog about my eating habits and puking, I mean, I just don't get why I'm still single. Seriously. But after THAT...who the heck needs a boyfriend? I've got Jesus.

Later, guys :)

The Taco Bell Drive-Thru Diet

I love Taco Bell. I don't eat fast food, but when I do, it's Taco Bell. Particularly the Fresca Chicken Burrito Supreme. Talk about yum. This has nothing to do with anything else I'm going to write about. My belly and I just simply wanted to share this love with you.

So, the other night I was driving home from work and listening to the radio. It was one of those freaking sweet moments when every song is my favorite song. Like seriously. I was fist pumping and smiling and could have jumped out of my seat. I was crunk. First, it was "Your Hands" by JJ Heller. Then, it was "City on Our Knees" by Toby Mac. THEN, it was "How He Loves Us" by David Crowder. And THEN...a song came on by Aaron Shust called "My Savior, My God". Have you heard this song? Well, the whole thing rocks my socks, but there is one particular lyric that has been stuck in my head since Monday. "That He who lives to be my King, once died to be my Savior". I keep saying it over and over. What an amazing, humbling, noble, incredible, indescribable, invaluable, ultimate, beautiful thing. I mean, seriously. It would be enough that this God gives me life, guides my every moment, takes care of my needs, plans my future, and loves me more than anything in this world and beyond. But He gave His life for me! This King. An almighty and powerful King and Ruler of the universe died in my place. He left His place on high and saved me. He did this before I knew Him. He stays with me now even though He knows me. I'm so lucky. We're all really lucky. Thank you, Jesus. :)

I carried a watermelon

Ok, girls. Get ready to freak out. (You're supposed to click on the "freak out". Just making sure you don't miss it, because I do realize that this is very high-tech blogger of me.)

That's right. The real "Kellerman's" offers Dirty Dancing Weekends. Get your girls together, and me and mine will meet you there. A good question arose, however, when sharing this with my sister in law. What boys do we dance with? I mean, this is the ultimate girl's trip. But if a bunch of girls go together, who do we dance to the Pechanga with? Kinda weird to do this with another chick. Which brings me to my next point: I would be very ok if my husband never wanted to do something like this with me. I'm just saying, if my husband wanted to take me to a weekend at the Dirty Dancing resort, I may or may not think he was fruity. Or that he loves me a whole heck of a lot...and then, that he's fruity.

I'm watching Dateline right now about Las Vegas sting operations to catch car thieves. They basically leave a computer-controlled car chilling, and then totally bust anyone that takes it. It blew my mind how many people actually went for it. I feel like a car would be the last thing I stole. Perhaps things that fit into my purse, the inside of my jacket, or a pocket. Some lipstick, jolly ranchers, or a lint roller, maybe. But a car? How the crap do you get away with that? I hope a lot of them don't. Idiots.

So, I bought a hat this weekend. I don't know why this is such big news, but I feel like it is. I'm not sure where to wear hats. My friend, Carla, and I said it was ok to wear this hat shopping during the day. So that, I shall. It's my shopping hat. Any other thoughts on hat occasions? I like this hat because I am able to tuck my ears into it. I don't know if any of you have noticed, but my ears and I have a huge conflict of interest. I don't, in fact, enjoy it when they stick out through my hair. This hat keeps them in check.

Lastly, I have a dead Christmas tree on my balcony. Don't judge me.

Bippity Boppity Boo

So, I've realized my purpose on earth.

I was talking to some teacher friends about their trips to Disney World, and it hit me like a brick. (That is a simile--a comparison using "like" or "as".) I am opening a savings account next week called the Disney World fund, and I am taking my nieces there in December of 2011. Yes, it IS a long engagement, but I am certain it is right. Brooklyn is absolutely in love with Cinderella, Snow White, The Little Mermaid, tea parties, and ballerinas. She is all things girl (although, I did force upon her my expectation of athleticism with a basketball goal that I'm not sure she's touched since Christmas.) I'm pretty sure that I NEED to see her face when she sees Disney princesses. She'll flip. It's happening, guys. Ask me about the DW fund when you see me.

I've also decided that I won't settle for less than really talented children. I'm making it my goal to breed some. Anyone know where talented guys hang out?


Something serious on my heart lately is My Utmost for His Highest. I realize this is an old, classic devotional, but I'm just now starting it. You guys. Holy crap. It's changing my life, and every day is so relevant. The concept of "my best for His glory" blows my mind in itself. Please buy it, and put it on your nightstand. You'll be glad you did.

so come on, fatso, and just bust a move

I have a few more not-quite-as-deep-and-serious new year's resolutions. They include:

1. Create the ultimate iPod. I am a self-proclaimed music snob. I have music on my iPod that I love, but no one else ever wants me in on the iPod rotation on road trips. That will all change this year. I am going to work ever-so-diligently to compile the greatest mix ever. I won't limit myself to the indie stuff that I can't listen to on the radio. No, if it's a good song, or even a lame song that makes me want to sing and dance, it shall be mine. I'll dig into the past, and I will cross genres. Me and my iPod will be the life of every dance party. It will be rad.

2. I want to be my grandma. I saw this book at Barnes & Noble the other night called "How to Sew on a Button". It's basically all the stuff your grandma knows how to do. I'm going to buy it, and I'm going to domesticate myself to the extreme.

3. I am going to begin acquiring more girly things. This includes dresses, and accessories. I'm talking earrings that dangle, and shoes with heels. Maybe even some boots. But, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

4. I am going to learn how to take freakin' sweet pictures. A friend recently gave me a pretty nice camera. It isn't digital, but I love it already. Every picture counts. It's fun. Here are some:







I'm going to carry it with me to most places, even though film costs serious moolah, and I look like a tourist.

5. I'm not going to take myself too seriously. Or anything for that matter.

"you know who said that? Jesus."

A new year has arrived! It really is amazing how motivating that is for so many people. Including myself. I feel challenged and excited. Before I get into what's up with it lately, let's talk about how amazing teacher holidays are. Um...the ultimate. Ok, that's all I have to say about that.
So my break was the bomb. I spent half of it at home with my babies. Talking about them makes my heart want to explode. They are so sweet and funny, and I am so excited to watch them grow. I've started talking to Brooklyn about Jesus. He's in her heart, for sure.
I spent probably one of my favorite days visiting a couple of friends in Victoria and San Antonio. I love driving with good music, and good conversations with sweet friends.
Now, I'm nearing the end of this break, and have much to think about before school starts back up Monday. I keep having dreams that when we get back the students are super rude, and don't listen to a word I say. Great.
So, I think the first blog of a new year has to involve resolutions. I definitely have some. I have mixed emotions on resolutions, because I would rather be this determined all year long, and not have to make a spectacle of it. However, years ago, I resolved to give up soda, and I now maaaybe drink 3 a year. I don't even like them much. So resolve, I shall...in honor of Sprite.

1. Daily time with Jesus scheduled into my day. Not just the drifting off to sleep prayer, but the for real, purposeful, studying the Word time. If I can alter my schedule around my handful of TV shows, I'm pretty sure I can do the same for Jesus. Geez, Coby.
2. Learning about, studying, and applying Scripture.
3. My time and energies concentrated on serving Him. My best for His glory. I want to volunteer, and serve strangers. I want to have relationships with kids. I want to be active.
4. Time management, organization, and preparation. Basically, I need to stop acting like I'm an experienced teacher. I wing it too much. This is my first year, and I need to learn how to develop solid lesson plans. Not to mention, I don't want my class to suck.
5. Financial responsibility. I want to be a good steward with what God gives me. I need to budget and save. I need to make tithing my priority and trust the Lord with what is His anyway.
6. Confidence in what I stand for, and who I am.

For Zion's sake I will not keep silent,
for Jerusalem's sake I will not remain quiet,
till her righteousness shines out like the dawn,
her salvation like a blazing torch.
The nations will see your righteousness,
and all kings your glory...
Isaiah 62:1-2

7. An open heart that belongs to the Lord. Being single and pushing 25 has its pressures. Especially when friends are getting married, and I really dig Jane Austen. I want to remember that I have the opportunity to give all of my heart to Christ, and truly getting to know Him right now. At the same time, I can get to know myself, and allow Him to mold me into the wife and mother he'll someday call me to be.
8. A healthy lifestyle that schedules exercise into my routine. I want to find a place to run, and fall in love with it again.
9. An ear that listens more and a mouth that speaks less.
10. Truly love my friends and family, and give myself to relationships.
11. Read more books, listen to more music.

So, there you have it. Maybe, I should add blogging to my resolutions so that I can keep you updated on progress made. But eh, I'll keep it real :)