Just an update: I ran 9 miles today. This half marathon is most definitely happening. WOOOOO! (ummm...did I just say "woooo"? yep, I did.)
So last night after going to see the play out at Opelika, Ansley, Holly and I went to Chilli's. Let me just say that being starving was an understatement. We could have eaten our hands we were so hungry. The play didn't end till 9ish, and that's a pretty late dinner-time if you ask me. So once we got to Chilli's, we destroyed 2 refills of salsa. I mean we ate it like a bunch of animals. Then we look over to the table next to us where a couple had just left...they had about half of their spinach-artichoke dip left uneaten sitting there. We were at a crossroads: sit there and wish we were eating spinach-artichoke dip or chance it and grab the dip from the table and scarf down some probably questionable leftovers from people we didn't even know...we chose the latter. And I have to admit, that's pretty sketchy, even for me. There were definitely chunks of chip from the other people mixed in with the dip, but apparently we were so hungry we didn't care because we finished in within 30 seconds; just in time to return the dip to its original table without our waitress ever noticing. We have no shame.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
revelation 7:16-17
"Never again will they hunger;
never again will they thirst.
The sun will not beat upon them,
nor any scorching heat.
For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be
their shepard;
He will lead them to springs of living water.
And God will wipe every tear from their eyes."
Every time I read this verse it means something different to me. Usually I relate it to my own struggles, looking inward and seeking relief from from my tears/pain/heartaches. But lately I've taken it differently. Jesus asks us to be His hands and feet, therefore while we are here on earth we should take it upon ourselves to show others compassion; to make a conscious effort to alleviate others suffering, to wipe away their tears just as Jesus does for us every day until we meet Him; when they can finally be wiped away forever. The Latin root of compassion is "to suffer with". God showed the world ultimate compassion when He sent His son to come down and suffer with us. Grace is what resulted. I want my life to look more like Jesus, so instead of loving some and showing indifference to others I should be striving to love all, making extra efforts to be compassionate. Why is that so uncomfortable to do? Living in this world can make it pretty hard sometimes, yet it is so rewarding when we do make an extra effort to love. I'm far from it, but one day I hope it can become a natural disposition for me.
This verse means a lot when simply looking inward on my own life, but it also serves as a reminder: like Jesus, we need to reach our hands into the lives of others and show unconditional love.
C.S. Lewis does a pretty good job of summing up what I feel when I read the verse:
"If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." -C.S. Lewis\
I desire an end to suffering. Not only do I long for my own tears to be wiped away, but the tears of others. The only means of satisfying this is by allowing God to enter my soul, heal it, tweak it, and make it His own.
never again will they thirst.
The sun will not beat upon them,
nor any scorching heat.
For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be
their shepard;
He will lead them to springs of living water.
And God will wipe every tear from their eyes."
Every time I read this verse it means something different to me. Usually I relate it to my own struggles, looking inward and seeking relief from from my tears/pain/heartaches. But lately I've taken it differently. Jesus asks us to be His hands and feet, therefore while we are here on earth we should take it upon ourselves to show others compassion; to make a conscious effort to alleviate others suffering, to wipe away their tears just as Jesus does for us every day until we meet Him; when they can finally be wiped away forever. The Latin root of compassion is "to suffer with". God showed the world ultimate compassion when He sent His son to come down and suffer with us. Grace is what resulted. I want my life to look more like Jesus, so instead of loving some and showing indifference to others I should be striving to love all, making extra efforts to be compassionate. Why is that so uncomfortable to do? Living in this world can make it pretty hard sometimes, yet it is so rewarding when we do make an extra effort to love. I'm far from it, but one day I hope it can become a natural disposition for me.
This verse means a lot when simply looking inward on my own life, but it also serves as a reminder: like Jesus, we need to reach our hands into the lives of others and show unconditional love.
C.S. Lewis does a pretty good job of summing up what I feel when I read the verse:
"If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." -C.S. Lewis\
I desire an end to suffering. Not only do I long for my own tears to be wiped away, but the tears of others. The only means of satisfying this is by allowing God to enter my soul, heal it, tweak it, and make it His own.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
well, I guess I've found my embarrassing moment
I've often tried to think of an all-time embarrassing moment to have handy just in case I'm asked in an interview, but can never think of anything. I know embarrassing things have happened to me, but nothing monumental or worth remembering. Up until now. Sure, I've had the "Megen, you've got a bugger in your nose" or the occasional trip and fall, but nothing compared to two specific incidents that happened in Orlando over Spring Break.
I went to Orlando with Lindsey, Lauren and Morgan, three of my sorority sisters, where we experienced a space shuttle launch while standing on Cocoa Beach, Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure, and Magic Kingdom Disney World. It had definitely been the best spring break so far. We jam-packed it with all kinds of fun. You may be asking yourself, "With all of that fun, what could go wrong?".
Embarrassing moment #1:
After spending the day at Cocoa Beach last Sunday, we watched the space shuttle launch. INCREDIBLE! There were a lot more people who went to watch than I thought because it took 4 hours to drive back to Orlando afterward. Traffic was horrible. And I really had to pee. It got to the point of being painful I had to go so bad, and there was not a single exit. Finally we decided to pull off on the side of the road...as if that's not humiliating enough as I'm running back to the car I realize I must have squatted in briars...a.k.a. thorns that stick to you. As we picked them off of me on the side of the road, at least I had the comfort of all of those encouraging honks from passersby. Omg.
Embarrassing moment #2:
We stopped in Gainesville, FL Friday on our way back to Auburn so Lauren could visit her cousin who goes to UF. We went to a famous restaurant for lunch, the swamp. In order to cross the road from where we parked there was a small fence to climb over. Easy in shorts, but I happened to be wearing a skirt. Not so easy without flashing the world. I would much have rather done that than what actually happened: as I'm trying to get over I lose my balance and fall off of the fence, trip on the sidewalk, land on my hands and knees, and finally end up completely face-down almost in the road. It was the kind of fall where people didn't laugh, they were generally worried if I was OK...which I was, but my pride took quite a wound. After dusting myself off and awkwardly trying to laugh it off, some random dude walking to class asked me if I was alright, along with plenty of stares from people who had been sitting outside the restaurant and saw the whole thing. I'm kind of cringing right now as I write about it.
So there you have it, next time I get asked in an interview what my most embarrassing moment is I will choose one of these. Then again neither of these are probably appropriate for an interview...
To make myself feel better, I looked up some other people's embarrasing moments; here are a few of my faves:
Today, I got an email from my professor with my grade for a paper. It said, "Solid writing, but your should have proofread your final draft more carefully." In a moment of annoyance, I typed in the reply box, "God should have proofread your FACE more carefully." My elbow hit the send button.
Today, I went to the mall with my mom. We were in American Eagle shopping for spring clothes, when a few good looking guys walked by and whisted at me. I smiled at them. They were checking out my mom, not me.
Today, my husband of 9 years announced he was gay. He insinuated that he was only able to achieve erections because I looked like a man.
Today, my friend and I thought it would be funny if we could both fit into her big sweatpants. When we tried to take a step, she fell on tope of me. She started peeing uncontrollably. We had to cut ourselves out of the sweatpants.
Today, I was at lunch with my grandpa and my sister. My grandpa looks over at my sister and says, "Wow. You're so beautiful." Right after, he turns to me and says, "And you have a nice coat."
Well...I guess my life's not so bad ;)
I went to Orlando with Lindsey, Lauren and Morgan, three of my sorority sisters, where we experienced a space shuttle launch while standing on Cocoa Beach, Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure, and Magic Kingdom Disney World. It had definitely been the best spring break so far. We jam-packed it with all kinds of fun. You may be asking yourself, "With all of that fun, what could go wrong?".
Embarrassing moment #1:
After spending the day at Cocoa Beach last Sunday, we watched the space shuttle launch. INCREDIBLE! There were a lot more people who went to watch than I thought because it took 4 hours to drive back to Orlando afterward. Traffic was horrible. And I really had to pee. It got to the point of being painful I had to go so bad, and there was not a single exit. Finally we decided to pull off on the side of the road...as if that's not humiliating enough as I'm running back to the car I realize I must have squatted in briars...a.k.a. thorns that stick to you. As we picked them off of me on the side of the road, at least I had the comfort of all of those encouraging honks from passersby. Omg.
Embarrassing moment #2:
We stopped in Gainesville, FL Friday on our way back to Auburn so Lauren could visit her cousin who goes to UF. We went to a famous restaurant for lunch, the swamp. In order to cross the road from where we parked there was a small fence to climb over. Easy in shorts, but I happened to be wearing a skirt. Not so easy without flashing the world. I would much have rather done that than what actually happened: as I'm trying to get over I lose my balance and fall off of the fence, trip on the sidewalk, land on my hands and knees, and finally end up completely face-down almost in the road. It was the kind of fall where people didn't laugh, they were generally worried if I was OK...which I was, but my pride took quite a wound. After dusting myself off and awkwardly trying to laugh it off, some random dude walking to class asked me if I was alright, along with plenty of stares from people who had been sitting outside the restaurant and saw the whole thing. I'm kind of cringing right now as I write about it.
So there you have it, next time I get asked in an interview what my most embarrassing moment is I will choose one of these. Then again neither of these are probably appropriate for an interview...
To make myself feel better, I looked up some other people's embarrasing moments; here are a few of my faves:
Today, I got an email from my professor with my grade for a paper. It said, "Solid writing, but your should have proofread your final draft more carefully." In a moment of annoyance, I typed in the reply box, "God should have proofread your FACE more carefully." My elbow hit the send button.
Today, I went to the mall with my mom. We were in American Eagle shopping for spring clothes, when a few good looking guys walked by and whisted at me. I smiled at them. They were checking out my mom, not me.
Today, my husband of 9 years announced he was gay. He insinuated that he was only able to achieve erections because I looked like a man.
Today, my friend and I thought it would be funny if we could both fit into her big sweatpants. When we tried to take a step, she fell on tope of me. She started peeing uncontrollably. We had to cut ourselves out of the sweatpants.
Today, I was at lunch with my grandpa and my sister. My grandpa looks over at my sister and says, "Wow. You're so beautiful." Right after, he turns to me and says, "And you have a nice coat."
Well...I guess my life's not so bad ;)
Sunday, March 8, 2009
we were just kidding, i promise...?
ok. so formal was last night! in case you didn't know, tri-delta formals can be pretty crazy. we're talking people walking onto the bus with open beers in their hand kind of crazy. let me explain a little bit of the ridiculousness...
first of all, everything that happened at formal contributed to its awesomeness.
that said, me and trent had an unspoken agreement to observe the people around us...and make fun of them. some of the couples there (most actually) got really into the dancing. and when i say really, i mean REALLY. they were serious about some bump and grind. so as they are totally taking themselves seriously, me and trent are mimicking them...and elaborating. it got to the point where people thought WE were the ones being serious, making us the ones being pointed at. this, of course, only added to our enjoyment of the situation. here are a few of my favorite moments:
1.) me and trent acting like the creepy guys that sit in chairs right by the dance floor to stare at the girls dancing. turning this combo into a dance move is actually pretty funny.
2.) making fun of the couples who were so drunk they could barely stand...but were still attempting to dance, which ended up looking like they were bracing eachother for support to keep from falling... in a move from side-to-side kind of way. this was extremely amusing to act out.
3.) somebody's date looked to be about 30 years old, probably because of all the alcohol he's consumed thus far in his life. he was pretty steadily drunk the entire night. well, when the "stanky leg" (what are rappers thinking?) song came on, he enjoyed it a little too much. he was so drunk he knew we were laughing at him, i mean literally in his face, but i think he took it as encouragement and got even more into it. side note: on the bus-ride back, he somehow ended up standing in the front of the bus (still drunk). when the bus came to a sudden stop, he fell into the windshield and then into the driver's lap. afterward, he thanked the driver for saving his life...i'd also like to thank that driver, he saved ALL of our lives by not letting an unexpected drunk frat guy falling into his lap distract him.
sadly, i failed to take even one picture :( so you'll just have to imagine.
first of all, everything that happened at formal contributed to its awesomeness.
that said, me and trent had an unspoken agreement to observe the people around us...and make fun of them. some of the couples there (most actually) got really into the dancing. and when i say really, i mean REALLY. they were serious about some bump and grind. so as they are totally taking themselves seriously, me and trent are mimicking them...and elaborating. it got to the point where people thought WE were the ones being serious, making us the ones being pointed at. this, of course, only added to our enjoyment of the situation. here are a few of my favorite moments:
1.) me and trent acting like the creepy guys that sit in chairs right by the dance floor to stare at the girls dancing. turning this combo into a dance move is actually pretty funny.
2.) making fun of the couples who were so drunk they could barely stand...but were still attempting to dance, which ended up looking like they were bracing eachother for support to keep from falling... in a move from side-to-side kind of way. this was extremely amusing to act out.
3.) somebody's date looked to be about 30 years old, probably because of all the alcohol he's consumed thus far in his life. he was pretty steadily drunk the entire night. well, when the "stanky leg" (what are rappers thinking?) song came on, he enjoyed it a little too much. he was so drunk he knew we were laughing at him, i mean literally in his face, but i think he took it as encouragement and got even more into it. side note: on the bus-ride back, he somehow ended up standing in the front of the bus (still drunk). when the bus came to a sudden stop, he fell into the windshield and then into the driver's lap. afterward, he thanked the driver for saving his life...i'd also like to thank that driver, he saved ALL of our lives by not letting an unexpected drunk frat guy falling into his lap distract him.
sadly, i failed to take even one picture :( so you'll just have to imagine.
Monday, March 2, 2009
why I love Mary Lindsey Goodwyn
She made a pot-roast today. A legit one. I woke up this morning at 7:50am to go to breakfast with Kaylan and there it was, on the counter, simmering in the crock pot to cook all day. So that must mean that she put it on this morning around 6:30am before she left for teaching. At random points in the day today I've found myself amazed by Lindsey's domestic abilities; seeing the pot roast this morning prompted me to just be in awe. But somehow, it just fits. The statement, "Lindsey made a pot roast this morning" is natural for some reason and it rolls off the tongue. My experience in the kitchen today: spoonful of cookie dough, microwaved 30 seconds, aaaand instant snak! Maybe I should learn to cook...? Nah. Well in any case, my roomie, Ms. Goodwyn, is a rockstar. That pot roast was incredible. Maybe one of these days I'll sneakilly learn to make a delicious meal and serve it to my roomies...Anyway, Lindsey's kitchen skill is just one of the million reasons I love her! But there is just something special about the fact that it was a pot roast. Her check list today must have looked something like this: wake-up 5:30am-check! lesson planned-check! put on the pot-roast-DOUBLE CHECK! Isn't she great? :)
P.S.-Lindsey, anytime you want to make another pot roast, I support it! In fact, if you wanted to make the above check-list a daily thing...
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