I love this time of year. It's the time when everyone starts being a little nicer, the weather is toned down, and fall colors are starting to creep in (commercially, and naturally). This is also the time of year when pumpkins are once again lifted onto a pedestal, and everything from ale to ziti is pumpkin flavored. It's a beautiful thing. I've been busy with work, and spending time with dear friends.
I've had a few people ask me how I manage it all, and I just can't help but think, "You make time for things that matter to you....God didn't make a mistake in putting 24 hours in a day. That's plenty of time to do all the things HE wants you to do...but maybe not everything you want to do." I've got 4 jobs, and a decent social life. I'm happy, somewhat healthy, and most importantly, I haven't missed a meal. Anywho, I'm excited about coaching a little league basketball team for the next 6 weeks. As some of my long time readers will remember, I learned quite a bit from coaching the soccer team. Let's hope I can say the same of my basketball babies. Just get ready to laugh, I'm sure stories will be coming soon!
My progress towards transitioning from pants to skirts/dresses is going, but not as quickly as maybe I'd like sometimes. I have noticed that I'll immediately go look through skirts/dresses in the store rather than look through pants. I can't help but wonder sometimes why women who like to be fashionable even bother with pants. Honestly, there's only so much you can do with pants. Skirts/dresses, on the other hand, are almost limitless in their possibilities. From fabrics, to cuts to styles, they are just way more user friendly.
I have more to chit-chat about, but I'll just have to save that for another post. Until then, my dearies....God bless.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
The doughboy's gonna get it.
Oh my goodness, I love this article so much, I could barely contain my glee while reading it. I'm sure many of you aren't too surprised this article makes me happy. I think more than just the divorce rate would decrease...this is also a health issue. How much healthier would our families be if momma took the time to COOK our food, not warm something up out of a can? I'm not saying every woman has to grind her own flour (though I'm wanting to head that way), I'm just saying making meals from scratch is a way to demonstrate love. Think about college students, military folks, and the like. What do they always say they miss/never get? Home cooked meals. I'm just sayin'.
Another link to the article, just in case you missed the other 4.
Another link to the article, just in case you missed the other 4.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Beep, beep, BIFF!
Today I took one of my weekly treks around the bear trail on campus. For those of you who don't know, there is a 2.5-3 mile trail that goes around Baylor, where students and community members alike enjoy walking, jogging or biking. This trail is notorious for being a place where "Baylor girls" (stereotype) and "Baylor guys" (again...stereotype) go to show off their bodies by prancing about scantily clad, and occasionally oiled up.
Anywho, as I was walking, I passed blonde, tan, Baylor girl, after blonde, tan, Baylor girl. Trucks full of boys would drive by, slow down, stare, honk, and yell out things to the girls. Then came the most horrific thing of all....the girls actually smiled. Even after the trucks would pass by, these girls kept a little smile on their face as if they'd been paid a grand compliment, rather than a humiliating insult. As if those boys had really affirmed their worth and now they could die happy. Some girls even stopped and waved at the boys....SERIOUSLY!
My heart breaks for these women that feel like this is what it means to feel beautiful....to depend on the crude comments and obscene hand gestures tossed their way by little boys who should have been taught better. I wanted to pull them aside and yell at them, "YOU DESERVE BETTER. YOUR WORTH IS NOT DETERMINED BY THESE IDIOTS." While I generally don't really appreciate these Barbie wannabes, as a woman, I hate that they feel like they have to perform for these creeps.
As a society, we don't really expect men to be men anymore. As women, we've become accustomed to the idea of settling for less for fear we won't get more. Men have gotten lazy, because they know women won't wait any longer for them to step up. I'm guilty of this myself, I'll admit. If you've seen any of the guys I've dated, you'd know this is true. We no longer expect men to behave like gentlemen, and when someone actually does; we don't know how to handle it. If this was 50 years ago, and these same guys had made these comments to these girls, they'd still be getting the tar knocked out of them.
Now, I'll admit, women can occasionally bring the disrespect on themselves by dressing immodestly. We need to be more considerate of our brothers in Christ and the image we're presenting. Though it may not be our intention, if we walk around dressed a certain way...people are going to assume certain things about us. Jogging in a sports bra and barely-there shorts, almost screams "LOOK AT ME!!" People sometimes get so offended when you tell them they need to cover up or that the way they're dressing is immodest, but for the life of me, I don't understand why. When you see a white priest' collar, you assume the wearer is a clergyman. When you see a person with a cop's uniform on, you assume they're a cop. So why then, should a half naked woman be offended when someone thinks...well, you get my point.
Anyway, I'll say this, ladies....your worth, beauty and everything else are determined by Christ, not some foolish college freshman in a truck with other foolish college freshmen. Don't give them that power. Guys, respect the women you encounter and remember these dear women are precious to someone, even if that someone isn't you. A whistle, finger snap, or holler is NOT a compliment; it is an insult.
Anywho, as I was walking, I passed blonde, tan, Baylor girl, after blonde, tan, Baylor girl. Trucks full of boys would drive by, slow down, stare, honk, and yell out things to the girls. Then came the most horrific thing of all....the girls actually smiled. Even after the trucks would pass by, these girls kept a little smile on their face as if they'd been paid a grand compliment, rather than a humiliating insult. As if those boys had really affirmed their worth and now they could die happy. Some girls even stopped and waved at the boys....SERIOUSLY!
My heart breaks for these women that feel like this is what it means to feel beautiful....to depend on the crude comments and obscene hand gestures tossed their way by little boys who should have been taught better. I wanted to pull them aside and yell at them, "YOU DESERVE BETTER. YOUR WORTH IS NOT DETERMINED BY THESE IDIOTS." While I generally don't really appreciate these Barbie wannabes, as a woman, I hate that they feel like they have to perform for these creeps.
As a society, we don't really expect men to be men anymore. As women, we've become accustomed to the idea of settling for less for fear we won't get more. Men have gotten lazy, because they know women won't wait any longer for them to step up. I'm guilty of this myself, I'll admit. If you've seen any of the guys I've dated, you'd know this is true. We no longer expect men to behave like gentlemen, and when someone actually does; we don't know how to handle it. If this was 50 years ago, and these same guys had made these comments to these girls, they'd still be getting the tar knocked out of them.
Now, I'll admit, women can occasionally bring the disrespect on themselves by dressing immodestly. We need to be more considerate of our brothers in Christ and the image we're presenting. Though it may not be our intention, if we walk around dressed a certain way...people are going to assume certain things about us. Jogging in a sports bra and barely-there shorts, almost screams "LOOK AT ME!!" People sometimes get so offended when you tell them they need to cover up or that the way they're dressing is immodest, but for the life of me, I don't understand why. When you see a white priest' collar, you assume the wearer is a clergyman. When you see a person with a cop's uniform on, you assume they're a cop. So why then, should a half naked woman be offended when someone thinks...well, you get my point.
Anyway, I'll say this, ladies....your worth, beauty and everything else are determined by Christ, not some foolish college freshman in a truck with other foolish college freshmen. Don't give them that power. Guys, respect the women you encounter and remember these dear women are precious to someone, even if that someone isn't you. A whistle, finger snap, or holler is NOT a compliment; it is an insult.
What dance are you?
This is pretty awesome since my friends and I have all really gotten into ballroom dancing. Good to know I'm on the right track.
You Are Ballroom Dancing |
 You are sophisticated and classy. Definitely not the type to be seen dancing on a bar. You are a bit old fashioned. You prefer dance to be subtly sexy, not in your face sexy. You are sentimental and nostalgic. You appreciate the beauty of old things. You are even tempered and cooperative. You work well with a partner. |
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