My church has a rockin' worship band. We are about to drop our first album October 16th. No, I'm not on it, but I am part of the group so I feel a slight sense of pride in the whole affair.
The myspace is up and there's one song on it so far. Please forgive the country twang (ain't my thing) and give it a listen. Promise: it's the most country-fied song on the whole album.
If you don't live in Cville and would like to purchase a cd, send me $10 and I'll get it for you! It's gonna be good guys!
www.myspace.com/embersworship
check it out!
peace,
e.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
What's Up With Dusty: Vol. 1
I'm going to start a new segment called What's Up With Dusty? I don't feel like I blog about him enough so this is to let people know what's going on in Dusty's life on a week-ish basis.
And that way we can have one of those "couple's blogs" without it being a "couple's blog." So here are some things that have occupied my hubby lately:
Number 1: His Birthday Gift From The Snyder Parents--
Number 2: Applying for Grad School--
That's right folks: Dusty is graduating in December and (insh'allah) starting grad school in January online with Capella University. Area of study: Industrial/Organizational Psychology.
Number 3: Fighting With Campbellsville University--
It is our belief that CU cheated us out of quite a large sum of money. It is their belief that they haven't. We've met a compromise, and it was all Dusty's doing. Thanks babe!
Stay tuned for more of What's Up With Dusty in the future!
And that way we can have one of those "couple's blogs" without it being a "couple's blog." So here are some things that have occupied my hubby lately:
Number 1: His Birthday Gift From The Snyder Parents--
Number 2: Applying for Grad School--That's right folks: Dusty is graduating in December and (insh'allah) starting grad school in January online with Capella University. Area of study: Industrial/Organizational Psychology.
Number 3: Fighting With Campbellsville University--
It is our belief that CU cheated us out of quite a large sum of money. It is their belief that they haven't. We've met a compromise, and it was all Dusty's doing. Thanks babe!
Stay tuned for more of What's Up With Dusty in the future!
The Wulfe Brothers
Today at work we had the Wulfe Brothers come for a special musical performance. These guys are over the top. Click here to go to their wesbite. Ok, ok, ok I just have to give you a visual so you know what we're dealing with here:
No, your eyes are not deceiving you: that is an upside down guitar on lefty's shirt.
So these guys come in with their instruments and sing kid-friendly stuff like The Twist, The Chicken Dance, and The Hokey Pokey. And the kids are supposed to get up and dance and run around and act crazy.
We all arrive and head out to the middle of the gym where we were instructed to sit and these guys start their show. There's a lot of apprehension on everyone's faces. I can almost hear the children's thoughts: "Do I get up and dance? I want to wiggle, but am I allowed? Why is that guy's hair so long?" So nobody moves, we're just sitting there listening, wide-eyed, wondering.
I'm going to take a knee here to tell you that I, maybe more than any other teacher, have the most rambuncious, hard-to-control class in the entire center. The dynamics are really just quite ridiculous: two kids that aren't potty trained yet (they're 3), one who doesn't speak English, one with some developmental problems, and 7 out of the 10 are literally the world's most stubborn lot of three year olds one would ever meet.
So it's no surprise that "S" (name protected) is the first one, out of the 100 or so children in there, to get up and start to shimmy! He's not just clapping his hands here folks, he is groovin'! Soon "Linus" (again, name protected) gets up and starts to dance right along with "S." No one else dancing, everyone watching. These are my kids. My wild, unruly, crazy kids. My kids who run around singing, "Shake your boo-tay!" at the top of their lungs. My kids who drop the "f" bomb like it ain't no thang, they are the ones standing up and gettin' down! And I'm proud to say that they are the ones who got everyone else out on the dancefloor.
And in that shining moment, I thought, "Maybe I will miss this... just a little bit. Just a teeny, tiny bit." Then I went out and busted my best hokey pokey moves.
No, your eyes are not deceiving you: that is an upside down guitar on lefty's shirt.So these guys come in with their instruments and sing kid-friendly stuff like The Twist, The Chicken Dance, and The Hokey Pokey. And the kids are supposed to get up and dance and run around and act crazy.
We all arrive and head out to the middle of the gym where we were instructed to sit and these guys start their show. There's a lot of apprehension on everyone's faces. I can almost hear the children's thoughts: "Do I get up and dance? I want to wiggle, but am I allowed? Why is that guy's hair so long?" So nobody moves, we're just sitting there listening, wide-eyed, wondering.
I'm going to take a knee here to tell you that I, maybe more than any other teacher, have the most rambuncious, hard-to-control class in the entire center. The dynamics are really just quite ridiculous: two kids that aren't potty trained yet (they're 3), one who doesn't speak English, one with some developmental problems, and 7 out of the 10 are literally the world's most stubborn lot of three year olds one would ever meet.
So it's no surprise that "S" (name protected) is the first one, out of the 100 or so children in there, to get up and start to shimmy! He's not just clapping his hands here folks, he is groovin'! Soon "Linus" (again, name protected) gets up and starts to dance right along with "S." No one else dancing, everyone watching. These are my kids. My wild, unruly, crazy kids. My kids who run around singing, "Shake your boo-tay!" at the top of their lungs. My kids who drop the "f" bomb like it ain't no thang, they are the ones standing up and gettin' down! And I'm proud to say that they are the ones who got everyone else out on the dancefloor.
And in that shining moment, I thought, "Maybe I will miss this... just a little bit. Just a teeny, tiny bit." Then I went out and busted my best hokey pokey moves.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
"Homemade Pizza"
Dusty had a random idea a few days ago to make our own pizza. What a great idea! Luckily the Kitchen-Aid came with a recipe book and there's a pizza crust recipe inside!
The following is a little photo journey through our first attempt at pizza making:
Aaaah... the freshest of ingredients!
Dough hooking:
Dusty, rolling out the dough:
Time for the oven:
What the pizza was supposed to look like:
Our final product:
So, fault of the recipe or fault of the slightly-sidetracked-by-Lost pizza chefs? You be the judge.
The following is a little photo journey through our first attempt at pizza making:
Aaaah... the freshest of ingredients!
Dough hooking:
Dusty, rolling out the dough:
Time for the oven:
What the pizza was supposed to look like:
Our final product:
So, fault of the recipe or fault of the slightly-sidetracked-by-Lost pizza chefs? You be the judge.
Monday, October 6, 2008
You Know It's Bad When
... you know you're a bad blogger when your mother tells you to blog more often so as to give her something to read at work.
I really have nothing happening in my life right now, so i'm going to make a top ten list. These are the first ten things that just so happen to pop into my mind in the next few minutes:
I really have nothing happening in my life right now, so i'm going to make a top ten list. These are the first ten things that just so happen to pop into my mind in the next few minutes:
- Dusty has a spanish test tomorow that he just told me about and "requires assistance."
- Work was not bad today at all. This is because we only had 10 kids between the two classes so we combined and I got to hang out with Angela more.
- Our apartment is hot and it's October. Gah.
- I heard from Andi today and we all really need to pray for her. A lot.
- We have a lot of things to pack.
- Dusty and I need to finish Lost. "Lazzim"-- it is necessary in Arabic.
- I want to finish my dragon book by the end of the weekend.
- Garrett and Erika get married this weekend! Woo hoo!
- Dusty turns 22 this weekend! Woooohoooo!
- I am almost an aunt, Dusty is almost an uncle, and Aubs is almost a mommy... come on Gabby! Hurry up and make your grand entrance! I am keeping my camera constantly charged, so I can take pictures at the drop of a hat. (Or at 3 am, whatever the case may be.)
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Season Three
...is driving me crazy!
Although now I realize why when I told people I was in the middle of season one they gave me a look like I was a cute little four year old learning to write their name...
I'm hooked.
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