Sunday, February 10, 2008

Good Afternoon, Good Evening, and Good Night

It's Sunday? Who knew?

Yesterday morning all I could do was complain about the lack of sleep I got that night. I had gone to Denton High's Fillies Follies show, (the drill team's big show) to support a few friends of mine. I got back home at around 11pm and was in bed by 11:30. I needed to get up by 6am on Saturday morning. I had a competion for choir, solo and ensomble, so I needed to be well rested and in good singing condition. (especially with the mass sickness that everyone has going around) I had to get dressed up and be at school by 7:15, which meant leaving the house at 6:50. All was good...until about 2am when my dear brother calls me 3 times in a row. Now my phone was on viberate so I only sorta knew someone was calling, but not really. Finally the third time he called me I answered with a grumbly hellllloooo....? He told me to get up cause he and 5 or so people were coming over to hang out and that I should join them. [I'll take a side note here and explain that this is a fairly common occurance in my life so I wasn't at all surprised by this and would have enjoyed hanging out with them since they are all very fun people if I hadn't needed to be awake so early.] So I told him that I had to wake up early and so I could not hang out with them. However, it didn't make much difference and I could've hung out anyway since I could not sleep from 2-4:30 due to their very loud presence in my house. I spent that time going in and out of sleep in very small increments. I would just barely be asleep, and then rudely awakened again by a door slamming or sudden laughter. By about 4:30, the group had calmed down, most people had left and only a few remained but they were asleep. So I had finally been able to fall asleep for a fair amount of time....until 4:49. For whatever reason I woke up at 4:49 and looked at the clock across the room and was fully convinced that it was 6:49! I had to leave my house at 6:50 to be at the school on tme and make the bus! So I frantically ran to the bathroom to start getting ready and a few minutes later I looked at the clock again. This time however, it occured to me that it was only 4 something. I then crawled back to bed and sleept until my alarm went off.

So that was yesterday's big topic of discussion for me. I was tired all day, but I did perform well. I got back home from the contest around 1pm and sat down to watch a movie. Later I wondered around the house looking for something to do, but all I wanted to do was take a nap. So I went to lay back down in bed. I didn't set an alarm cause I didn't have to be anywhere in particular, and I figured that I would just wake up in a few hours or so. I woke up at 8:54 am this morning. I slept for a grand total of 18 hours! Although I'm sorta bummed that I lost a whole day I am really enjoying this day. Usually I'll sleep till 10-12 on sunday morning, but today I was up and awake by 9. I feel great today too. I made myself some coffee and fixed a real breakfast and sat down and wrote this blog and I'm just really enjoying this day so far.

Sleep is a blessing. I feel caught up and refreshed. And I'm ready to enjoy this day, and use it to it's full potential.

Monday, February 4, 2008

In Response

I do believe that I have been tagged, and that because of this I am expected to write a blog about the things I truly love....? So it goes.

Things that I love:
-The feeling of a fuzzy blanket and fuzzy socks curled up with a good book in front of the fire on a cold winter night. (which hasn't happened this year)
-A beautiful melody and a gorgeous voice to match
-an hour long bubble bath after a stressful day
-when Erin hugs me and really means it
-Campfire smell on a cold day
-January sunset, some of God's best artwork
-listening to melo music on the lake
-When you can feel the sun on your skin but your not hot
-Seeing the fireworks reflect off the lake on July 4th
-When movies or books make me cry
-I love the feeling you get when people really are proud off of you
-the odd smell of nail salons
-being alone
-watching people laugh when something really is that funny
-the weird looks people give you when you're singing and dancing in the car
-when people open up and start acting real
-when I can open up and act real
-dried out flowers (they are prettier dead then alive)
-watching Erin sleep
-walking in a room and being greeted with cheers

There are more I'm sure, but for now that is all I have time to think about.

Since a very select few read my blog, I'll tag people in a hopeless attempt to make this chain continue. I tag: Nathan, Mish, Casey, and Brent

Ps. The spell check button isn't working, please ignore. :)

Friday, February 1, 2008

Talking a Big Talk

....and not walking a big walk. Well today I was talking to someone who just really hates their life and how they live it, and so I gave my advice. This persons problem was that they let stress rule their lives. They do not know how to do the neccessary and also do the fun. So my advice was to reprioritize and organize their life. Give things a time and place and have guide lines, at least some kind of a schedule. I know this person very well and if they would just do this, it would help! A lot! But I should take my own advice. I too let being busy over stress me sometimes and I often am my own worst enemy adding unneccessary stuff to my to do list. I think many of us should stop and take a look at our lives and the stuff we do. Cut out the fat....get rid of the useless stuff. Give ourselves alone time, and friend time, and work time, and family time, and GOD time. So many of us today run around like chickens with our heads cut off. We have so much to do that we don't actually get anything done. We want to do so many things so we only put half our effort into things. We need reform. A lifestyle revolution. It's hard though. I know, because I've tried. But every time I have tried in the past I always skipped right past step 1. So here is my advice to all of you who also need to reform your lifestyle. Step 1: Give God Control, Ask For His Help.