Ice Skating

Also, this weekend Joseph and I went ice skating. Here are some pictures of our adventure. He fell, I didn't :)

... but I am, by no means a good skater, just for clarification.

Hope Again

I have been doing homework for two days straight! I'm kidding, I'm kidding... sort of. I took a break today to eat lunch and watch an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Really though, I have about 12 assignments due next Monday and none of them are easy. 

But that's not what I am here to write about. 

I haven't really been blogging here lately like I used to. I'm afraid, also, that the posts I have been making have just been... blah. I'll be honest with you. I have been down in the dumps! and I am not really that good at telling people I'm down in the dumps, especially you. I want to cheer you up and encourage you and always be positive. But you know what? That's just not the way life is all the time. I mean lately, it's been one thing right after another and I have had a really hard time keeping up the positive attitude. 

So what do I do? Well I've just been throwing a big ol' pity party for myself for the past couple of weeks, and you know where that has gotten me? Even more down in the dumps! And you know what else I've been doing? I've been dragging others down with me, because that's what happens! So I started thinking (oh no!) about everything that is going on and how I have been reacting to it. First of all, school. Yuck. I have had SUCH a negative attitude about school. I go around all the time saying "I hate school, I never want to go back, I don't even want to be a teacher, I don't even like kids..." and you know what? I started to convince myself that it was true. Then, I started feeling sorry for myself because some of my friends have disappointed me lately. So I go around whining about what horrible people they are. And you know what happens? I convince myself that they're all wrong and I'm all right. Then, when I have exhausted all the complaints about the grief that everyone else is causing me, I turn on God and I start questioning what He is doing and why He is making me wait so long and why why why why why.

All of this pity partying led to one BIG pity party that Joseph and I had together (I'm ratting him out now) and after our pity party I didn't feel better. Actually, I felt silly. Who am I to complain about... anything? And I promise you, right as I started thinking about how God probably isn't too pleased with the way I've been acting and with the condition of my heart, He confirmed it. Every time I have turned around since Saturday night I have been preached on! My own Sunday School lesson hit home for me and I didn't even know it was going to. I taught about how we have redefined what it means to be a temple of the Holy Ghost, how we need to seek after a heart that is pure, prayerful, powerful, and praising. Then, Sunday morning my Grandad preached about failures. That's me! I have never felt more like a failure than over the past few weeks, and there Grandad goes talking about being a failure, but picking ourselves us and going on. Then Sunday Night, Bro. Aaron preached that "Excuses won't cut it anymore." WELL EXCUSE ME! and then today, I read about Asaph, and how he looked at the world and he was mad, he was frustrated that people in the world have it SO easy, but people who live for God are barely scraping by. Well, Asaph found out that people who serve God really have it the best. When we have a pure heart and seek correction in God's Word, we figure that out.

However, Joseph summed it up the best. He said, "It feels like there's hope again." And that hit me right between the eyes, because in the middle of my pity party I forgot to hope. But today, I feel like there is hope, again.

It's Friday!

When I was in elementary school we used to sing "The Friday Song." It went something like this:

Today is Friday, HEY! Today is Friday, HEY!

Happy happy happy happy Friday!

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday

I think the song could be changed so that we could sing it on any day, but my sisters (and my mama, when she started working at the school) LOVED the Friday song. Why? Because Friday means the weekend!!! Throughout the years, we (my sisters and mom and I) put our own variations on the song. For instance,  when my dad found out that he was going to get to move from third shift to day shift, we would sing:

It's Friday! Daddy's going to days! It's Friday! Daddy's going to days!

It's really a totally different song. Haha. Anyways, today I am singing the Friday song (Note: MY Friday song should not be confused with the Rebecca Black version of the Friday song, which is a disgrace to all Friday songs ever written). I'm not just singing the Friday song because it's the weekend either; it's even better: IT'S SPRING BREAK!!!!

So, I'm only here at work until 12:00, after which I have to take a math test, but then, around 1:15 p.m. I will be hitting the road for... Home. Ahhhhhh. I've never been so excited to see Spring Break come around. While I don't have any road trip/beach plans (though that would be nice) I still plan to spend my time at home wisely. Here are my plans:

• Tonight: Party with the youth group (they are really celebrating me being on spring break, they just don't know it).
• Tomorrow: Goodwill Saturday (everything is half off!!!)
• Sunday: Church, Church, Church
• Monday: Joseph and I are going to Grand Rivers, KY to sit by the lake and eat lunch at Miss Patti's.
• Tuesday: Sleep
• Wednesday: Sleep
• Thursday: Sleep and MAYBE read a book, we'll see if my brain has recovered by then.
• Friday: Probably sleep.

Whew, that's one packed Spring break. I'm going to be BUSY! :)