Eddie Eagle and Gun Safety

Today at work we had a speaker come in and talk about gun safety. We watched a little animated film about Eddie the Eagle and his concern for small children playing with guns. (See video here.)

In the video is a little song and dance to help kids remember what to do if they ever come across a gun. It goes like this: "Stop!" "Don't touch!" "Leave the area!" "Tell an adult!"

After the speaker, many of my kids were still singing the little song. One little girl came up with her own rendition: "Stop!" "Don't touch!" "Teeeellllll a grownup!" ("Tell" drawn out for emphasis and to make up for the words she knew she was forgetting.)

Upon hearing this, another little boy, obviously thrown for a loop by his comrade's three-year old slurred speech tried to mimic her new rendition with this: "Stop!" "Don't touch!" "Teeeellllll a doughnut!"

Grownup...doughnut... I'm pretty sure he never figured out exactly what it was he said to make Miss Emily laugh that hard!

Homelessness

Here is some fresh inspiration that I got while writing a paper about homelessness yesterday. I've been in a song writer's rut of sorts lately. This sing is everything but complete, but here's what I've managed to pen so far:

like a child separated from the one thing she knows

in a shopping mall of strangers and discount price clothes

i am crying and going from mother to mother

in search of the one that first gave me my life

and maybe that angel is blocking my view

my front door to home again obscured by an angel

in white and gold and flying and singing to you

but if i touch that robe again i know that i'm gonna be ok

but what do i have on an angel that's singing anyway?

Weddin' Shoes

The latest addition to my wedding day attire: my shoes. Cute, comfy, and a steal at $19.99!

Perfect Combination

Just a short post to alert everyone on how quirky I truly am. For the past year I have been on a constant search for the perfect combination of liquid laundry detergent and fabric softener. I have tried everything, from the really expensive brands to the off brands and I am happy to say that I have found my perfect combination.

Before I share my secret, some may ask what qualifies a perfect combination. Answer: how do the clothes smell after being washed and dried. Many combinations tend to lose their freshly washed scent after a while, but no more! Here is my newest discovery:

PLUS

I mean really...I know I'm a loser. Just humor me. I have been very sick today. :)

Health Hazard

Since about 1:30 am i have been a walking health hazard. To spare everyone the gory details, we will just say that I have been extremely ill these past 13 hours and what's worse: Dusty has fallen victim too.

So if anyone has been around me lately, wash your hands and say your prayers. You could be next!

My Pocket Homie

Is it just me or is Dusty looking more and more like a Homie these days?

What's Sarong With You?

So...if I were to ever make a top ten list of why my family is the coolest, these pictures would definitely make the cut:

(my brother at Ming Dragon)

(in front of the K)

(my dad at Ming Dragon)

(Thanks to our favorite friends the Hrabars for sending such awesome Christmas presents!)

Anatomy of a Pre-Nursing Student

Today I had my first class as a pre-nursing student. While there's really nothing interesting to report, I do think I will share this one little tidbit of information: This was the first class I have ever had in my entire college career that passes out a syllabus and a handout entitled "Student Survival Guide to Anatomy and Physiology I."

So I suppose I will take this moment to wish myself good luck and let you all know that if you haven't seen me in a while, come by my house. I may have been crushed under the weight of my new anatomy book. :)

Feeling Pensive

I have a friend who just turned eighty-eight
and she just shared with me that she's afraid of dying.
I sit here years from her experience
and try to bring her comfort
I try to bring her comfort
But what do I know? What do I know?
She grew up singing about the glory land
and she would testify how Jesus changed her life.
It was easy to have faith when she was thirty-four
but now her friends are dying and death is at her door.
And what do I know? What do I know?

Well I don't know that there are harps in heaven
or the process for earning your wings.
And I don't know of bright lights at the end of tunnels
or any of these things.

She lost her husband after sixty years
and as he slipped away, she still had things to say.
Death can be so inconvenient.
You try to live and love. It comes and interrupts.
And what do I know? What do I know?

Well I don't know that there are harps in heaven
or the process for earning your wings.
And I don't know of bright lights at the end of tunnels
or any of these things.

But I know to be absent from this body
is to be present with the Lord,
and from what I know of him, that must be pretty good.
Oh I know to be absent from this body
is to be present with the Lord,
and from what I know of him,
that must be very good.

What Do I Know?
Sara Groves

Arguing Prepositions With A Two Year Old

Here is a recent conversation I had at work. The kids were walking outside around the building (wet playgrounds are such a bummer) and were instructed to stay within the yellow no parking lines painted on the asphalt as cars often come quickly through the parking lot. (Click here for a visual.) This particular child was walking the outer yellow line, much like one would walk a tightrope...

Me: "Molly, stay on the yellow please."
Molly: "I am on the yellow." (as she walks the yellow line)
Me: "Ok, stay in the yellow then."
Molly: (looking puzzled) "I am in yellow."
Me: "No, you're on the yellow. I said stay in the yellow."
Molly: "I am on and in yellow."
Me: "No you're... [insert look of defeat here] ...just hold my hand."

Christmas Overview

Here is my Christmas break in snapshot form: Gatlinburg with the future in-laws (including one terrifying horse back tour), Kansas City to visit my family, and of course, how could I forget: my first wedding shower!

Though Dusty and I had a great time relaxing and hanging out with our families and each other, for the first time ever I think I can say that I am glad to be back in Kentucky. Maybe it is becoming home after all.


Speaking of being back...I saw this bumper sticker in a parking lot today and thought to myself, "Welcome home!"

Feelin' Great in 2008!

Happy New Year!

2008...the year of BIG THINGS:

~college graduation
~getting married
~starting nursing school
~best friend getting married

This leaves me wondering: how much can be packed into 366 days? (For yes, this year is a leap year!)

Things for this upcoming year are shaping up to look very interesting...very interesting indeed.