There is always good news and bad news in every situation. It really depends on how you look at the situation. Normally, I like to focus on the good, but not today. I am not sure if its because I am stressing about finishing my school work or that I have been sick for a week and gone through 1 box of kleenex in 2 days and my nose is red as Rudolf's or the fact that I am about to spend roughly 18 hours in airports/airplanes to fly home that makes me focus on the bad.
Let me repeat: 18 hours sitting in airplanes/airports....
This was the cheapest flight home. Next time I am going to set up a fundraiser...
Things that we should all pray for during these 18 hours:
1. That I do not go insane.
2. That none of my flights get delayed.
3. That I do not go insane.
4. That they have free and endless playing movies on my planes.
5. That I will be able to fall asleep on the plane.
6. That I do not go insane.
7. That they have Dr.Pepper and/or chocolate ice cream at my disposal at each airport.
8. That I don't freeze to death.
9. That food places will be open when I arrive at the airports (example. LAX 4am - nothing open, starving anna)
10. That I do not have to blow my nose for those 18 hours.
11. That I do not bite someone's head off because I have been traveling for 18 hours.
12. There is a porsche waiting for me at my final destination since I took the long way home.
I think that about sums it up. Wait, one more thing... that I don't go insane. I have self diagnosed myself with ADD and the thought of traveling/sitting for 18 hours is making me insane.
Happy Travels..... seriously I am going to need some prayer.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
From Our Family To Yours...
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Justify...
If I ever really want something I can always justify buying it.
Especially if that 'something' I want is a pair of shoes. If I am in love with the shoe, I don't care how much it cost.
(I can hear my parents now, "Oh No, How much did she spend? She doesn't need any more shoes!")
I can justify spending a money on high heels, boots, and cute flats. However I can not justify spending more that $10 on flip flops. They are flip flops for crying out loud.
The other day I went for a walk down in Waikiki and I found this unique shoe store. I had a staff member that used to wear these shoes all the time and always talked how they were comfortable. Naturally, I had to go in and look at the shoes. I swear these shoes were made in flip flop heaven. The flip flops are made with yoga mats! Most comfortable flip flop I have ever put on my foot. Except it was $30. I am not spending $30 on a black pair of flip flops.
Well....
As you all know my boyfriend was in town for Thanksgiving. We went walking in Waikiki because he wanted to go buy souvenirs. We were walking past the store and I told him we had to go in for him to feel these shoes! I told him he wouldn't believe how comfortable they were. He asked if I had a pair and I said no because I can not justify spending $30 on flip flops. Then he said the sweetest 5 words ever, "Which color do you want?" I seriously refused, but he really did insist... when someone truly insist you just can't turn them down. It would be rude. I wouldn't want to be a rude person.
I got my Yoga Mat shoes from Sanuk. It's feels like I am walking on marshmallows in flip flop heaven.
Especially if that 'something' I want is a pair of shoes. If I am in love with the shoe, I don't care how much it cost.
(I can hear my parents now, "Oh No, How much did she spend? She doesn't need any more shoes!")
I can justify spending a money on high heels, boots, and cute flats. However I can not justify spending more that $10 on flip flops. They are flip flops for crying out loud.
The other day I went for a walk down in Waikiki and I found this unique shoe store. I had a staff member that used to wear these shoes all the time and always talked how they were comfortable. Naturally, I had to go in and look at the shoes. I swear these shoes were made in flip flop heaven. The flip flops are made with yoga mats! Most comfortable flip flop I have ever put on my foot. Except it was $30. I am not spending $30 on a black pair of flip flops.
Well....
As you all know my boyfriend was in town for Thanksgiving. We went walking in Waikiki because he wanted to go buy souvenirs. We were walking past the store and I told him we had to go in for him to feel these shoes! I told him he wouldn't believe how comfortable they were. He asked if I had a pair and I said no because I can not justify spending $30 on flip flops. Then he said the sweetest 5 words ever, "Which color do you want?" I seriously refused, but he really did insist... when someone truly insist you just can't turn them down. It would be rude. I wouldn't want to be a rude person.
I got my Yoga Mat shoes from Sanuk. It's feels like I am walking on marshmallows in flip flop heaven.
The boy knows the key to my heart...
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Christmas List...
I have had the same Christmas list ever since I can remember...
Anna's Christmas List:
1. A Puppy - I have always wanted a puppy. Except I just want to play with the puppy and it stay a puppy. I want it to come trained. This is probably why I never got a puppy. This closet thing I got to a puppy was a goldfish. I named it goldie. I found goldie swimming upside down when we got back from Disney World. My dad buried goldie in the back yard.
2. A Room Extension - I have always wanted a room extension. I know that I no longer live at home but that doesn't mean anything. My favorite TV show growing up was Full House. I always wanted a bay window in my room just like DJ and Stephanie.
3. A Porsche - It's my christmas list, why not? Go big or go home. I keep telling my parents that whoever is the one that gets me the porsche will be my favorite parent.... I guess neither one of them want that title...
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Tradition...
"Who wants to spend Christmas in a tropical climate anyways." - Kevin from Home Alone 2
Kevin and I feel the exact same way when it comes to Christmas. I don't want to spend Christmas anywhere else but at home.
-I like that we have 4 christmas trees.
-I like that my mom plays christmas music throughout the whole house.
-I like that we eat off our christmas plates.
-I like that the we watch christmas movies everyday.
-I like that it's the only time of the year that we eat sausage balls.
-I like that we make my dad make endless amounts of hot chocolate.
-I like to buy gifts for people and trying to keep it a secret. (I get so excited because I know they will love it and I just want to tell them)
-I like to see christmas presents wrapped under the tree. (Let's be real... I like to see my christmas presents under the tree.)
-I like how we watch the same movie, "It's A Wonderful Life" every Christmas Eve. (It's my dad's favorite movie that he made us watch growing up, but now I can't imagine a Christmas Eve without it, even if he does fall asleep during the movie.)
-I like how Hallmark, Lifetime, ABC Family, and every other channel known to man plays christmas movies non-stop
-I like how happy everyone is during the Christmas season
-I love how every Christmas Eve my family will sit on one couch and read the story of Jesus' birth.
Needless to say I LOVE Christmas and I am so happy that it's finally December!
Kevin and I feel the exact same way when it comes to Christmas. I don't want to spend Christmas anywhere else but at home.
-I like that we have 4 christmas trees.
-I like that my mom plays christmas music throughout the whole house.
-I like that we eat off our christmas plates.
-I like that the we watch christmas movies everyday.
-I like that it's the only time of the year that we eat sausage balls.
-I like that we make my dad make endless amounts of hot chocolate.
-I like to buy gifts for people and trying to keep it a secret. (I get so excited because I know they will love it and I just want to tell them)
-I like to see christmas presents wrapped under the tree. (Let's be real... I like to see my christmas presents under the tree.)
-I like how we watch the same movie, "It's A Wonderful Life" every Christmas Eve. (It's my dad's favorite movie that he made us watch growing up, but now I can't imagine a Christmas Eve without it, even if he does fall asleep during the movie.)
-I like how Hallmark, Lifetime, ABC Family, and every other channel known to man plays christmas movies non-stop
-I like how happy everyone is during the Christmas season
-I love how every Christmas Eve my family will sit on one couch and read the story of Jesus' birth.
Needless to say I LOVE Christmas and I am so happy that it's finally December!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Dramatic but Anti-Climatic....
It was the day before Thanksgiving. I was letting my homemade bread rise before the big Thanksgiving meal the next day. David and I were watching 'Did You Hear About the Morgan's?' on Netflix when low and behold I saw something crawling across my wall. Anyone want to guess what it was?
A dang gecko!!
I honestly don't remember if I told David there was a gecko or just pointed to it. But this is what happened:
I put down the computer and then started a series of: "OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH,OH MY GOSH,OH MY GOSH!" (During this series of "OH MY GOSH," I had gotten up and ran to the cabinet to get a cup and to get the can of Raid, I knew what to do this time.) While continuing to say, "OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH!" I ran back to wall and David was standing there with his arm out waiting for me to hand him the cup.
The gecko had gone behind the picture and David stood there waiting on it to come out. The only brilliant thing that I could say at the time was, "OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH." However, in my mind I was yelling at David to move to the picture, don't just stand there!! I was also trying to figure out how we were going to get the gecko. I had the spray can ready, but when I sprayed the gecko would David have to catch it with the cup? Or would it land behind all of my beach stuff and get away? On the contrary, I never expressed any of this to David because I sounded like a broken record with the ever so popular OH MY GOSH phrase.
Within seconds the gecko had come out from behind the picture and David captures it in the cup. He then asked for a sheet of paper (that way he could slide it between the wall and the cup). I franticly went searching for a sheet a paper and decided to change my OH MY GOSH phrase to A PIECE OF PAPER phrase. After running around my apartment saying "A PIECE OF PAPER, A PIECE OF PAPER, A PIECE OF PAPER, A PIECE OF PAPER," I finally handed a piece of paper to him and watched anxiously as David slid the paper between the cup and wall.
Could it be this easy?
Is this gecko really going to be caught on the first try?
I didn't have high hopes. As I held my breath, David slowly moved the cup away from the wall and he had the gecko! My next thought was, What do we do now? (I don't think clearly during gecko situations) David headed to the door and I started up another round of OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH as I opened the door for him. I told him to through the gecko off the balcony and I haven't seen the gecko since.
Score:
Gecko:2 Anna: 3
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Big Island...
David came to visit and we decided to go to the Big Island... well I wanted to go back to Kauai, but he really wanted to see a volcano and the Big Island is the only one with an active volcano. We had a great time.
I have been to the Big Island a couple of times, but I could only remember my first visit there. I was three years old. The only thing I remember was being scared to death when we were at the volcano park. I remember seeing the steam come through the ground and I thought the volcano was going to erupt. Whether or not that's how I really felt when I was three I have no idea, but that's how I remember it to be.
David and I flew into Hilo and our first stop was Akaka Falls. It was a short hike through a tropical rainforest and bamboo patches to see two waterfalls.
Our next stop was Punalu'u Black Sand beach.
Then our last stop was our lava ocean tour. We almost didn't make it because it was extremely hard to find! However, this was the best part of the trip! We went with Lava Ocean boating tour. There were several other boats out there, but out boat got the closest, was the safest boat, and was the largest boat. At times we were only 15 - 20 feet away from the lava pouring into the ocean! It was a two hour tour, 30 minutes there and back and they stayed an hour in front of the lava. I would definitely recommend this to anyone.
I have been to the Big Island a couple of times, but I could only remember my first visit there. I was three years old. The only thing I remember was being scared to death when we were at the volcano park. I remember seeing the steam come through the ground and I thought the volcano was going to erupt. Whether or not that's how I really felt when I was three I have no idea, but that's how I remember it to be.
David and I flew into Hilo and our first stop was Akaka Falls. It was a short hike through a tropical rainforest and bamboo patches to see two waterfalls.
 |
| Akaka Falls |
Our next stop was the Volcano National Park. Half of the Volcano Park was closed due to the high amount of sulfur. (I think)
 |
| Steam Vents |
 |
| Lava Tubes |
 |
| Volcano |
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Gum...
Sorry I have had writers block and I just can't seem to get the pumpkin story just right.
As I was waiting for my class to begin online, I was reading health articles on AOL. Don't ask me why. I haven't had cable all week and this is what my life has resorted to. I found an article entitled, "Improve Your Memory." I have the worst memory. I remember when I was younger walking upstairs and forgetting what I was going to do by the time I go to the top of the stairs. Just this week, I was on the phone with my mom and we were discussing how I needed to do something for school. We discussed a few other things after that and at the end of the conversation she mentioned school again. I had completely forgotten we had discussed this earlier on in the telephone call. Needless to say when I saw this article, I knew I should read it.
When I was in 7th grade in my 7th period, last class of the day, I had history. Who put's an important class subject at the end of the day for 7th graders? There were two teachers that taught history 7th period. A football coach and an older woman. Why couldn't I have gotten the football coach? Anyways, my teacher and I didn't see eye to eye on a certain subject. That subject would be gum. I loved chewing gum. I didn't smack my gum. I didn't put my gum under my desk. I was a respectable gum chewer. However my teacher (I can't remember her name.. I think it started with a H) didn't agree. Everyday we would go through the same thing.
"Anna, do you have have something in your mouth?" - Mystery teacher H
"Yes ma'am" - me
"Don't you think you should get rid of it?" - Mystery teacher H
"I just put it in my mouth and it still has all of its flavor. Can I please wait a little longer?" - me
"Anna, spit out your gum."- Mystery teacher H
I guess I missed her 'this is my last warning' because one day, out of the blue, she made me stay after school and scrap gum off the bottom of the desk. I explained to her that I didn't put my gum on the bottom of the desk, but she wasn't fond on reasoning with anybody.
This brings me back to today. This is a segment from the article.
Chew Gum
And to think most teachers made us spit out our gum during class. Research conducted by the Children's Nutrition Research Center at Baylor College of Medicine in Houston shows that chewing gum can improve alertness. Teenagers who chomped away for 14 weeks during math class and while doing math homework scored higher on tests and in their final grades compared to the teens who weren't given gum. A similar study conducted a few years ago at the University of Northumbria in Newscastle found that people who chewed gum during long-term and short-term memory tests scored better than nonchewers. While experts haven't pinpointed the link between chewing gum and memory, Japanese researchers believe it may stem from an increased heart rate (thanks to the chewing) that leads to extra oxygen being delivered to the brain.
Maybe I would have remembered my teacher's name if she had let me chew my gum...
As I was waiting for my class to begin online, I was reading health articles on AOL. Don't ask me why. I haven't had cable all week and this is what my life has resorted to. I found an article entitled, "Improve Your Memory." I have the worst memory. I remember when I was younger walking upstairs and forgetting what I was going to do by the time I go to the top of the stairs. Just this week, I was on the phone with my mom and we were discussing how I needed to do something for school. We discussed a few other things after that and at the end of the conversation she mentioned school again. I had completely forgotten we had discussed this earlier on in the telephone call. Needless to say when I saw this article, I knew I should read it.
When I was in 7th grade in my 7th period, last class of the day, I had history. Who put's an important class subject at the end of the day for 7th graders? There were two teachers that taught history 7th period. A football coach and an older woman. Why couldn't I have gotten the football coach? Anyways, my teacher and I didn't see eye to eye on a certain subject. That subject would be gum. I loved chewing gum. I didn't smack my gum. I didn't put my gum under my desk. I was a respectable gum chewer. However my teacher (I can't remember her name.. I think it started with a H) didn't agree. Everyday we would go through the same thing.
"Anna, do you have have something in your mouth?" - Mystery teacher H
"Yes ma'am" - me
"Don't you think you should get rid of it?" - Mystery teacher H
"I just put it in my mouth and it still has all of its flavor. Can I please wait a little longer?" - me
"Anna, spit out your gum."- Mystery teacher H
I guess I missed her 'this is my last warning' because one day, out of the blue, she made me stay after school and scrap gum off the bottom of the desk. I explained to her that I didn't put my gum on the bottom of the desk, but she wasn't fond on reasoning with anybody.
This brings me back to today. This is a segment from the article.
Chew Gum
And to think most teachers made us spit out our gum during class. Research conducted by the Children's Nutrition Research Center at Baylor College of Medicine in Houston shows that chewing gum can improve alertness. Teenagers who chomped away for 14 weeks during math class and while doing math homework scored higher on tests and in their final grades compared to the teens who weren't given gum. A similar study conducted a few years ago at the University of Northumbria in Newscastle found that people who chewed gum during long-term and short-term memory tests scored better than nonchewers. While experts haven't pinpointed the link between chewing gum and memory, Japanese researchers believe it may stem from an increased heart rate (thanks to the chewing) that leads to extra oxygen being delivered to the brain.
Maybe I would have remembered my teacher's name if she had let me chew my gum...
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Halloween...
Halloween was never been a big deal growing up. I don't enjoy being scared or seeing people in scary costumes. However, Halloween in Hawaii is a HUGE ordeal. People started asking me in May what I was going to be for Halloween. My response, "You do realize Halloween is not until October, so I haven't even thought about it." People always want to do group costumes and like to plan in advance. I am not much of a planner for Halloween and I like to do last minute costumes, but somehow I always end up agreeing to be apart of a group... that is until I change my mind last minute.
For example: Last year I was suppose to be Peter Pan. Day of Halloween I didn't like that costume idea anymore, so I decided to be a grape instead.
This year I was supposed to be the Witch from The Wizard of Oz. I never liked The Wizard of Oz. However, I changed my mind a day before Halloween. My friends and I decided to be a basketball team.
Halloween is so big here that they close down the streets to Waikiki. It's insane. You can't walk in anywhere due to the insane amount of people.
For example: Last year I was suppose to be Peter Pan. Day of Halloween I didn't like that costume idea anymore, so I decided to be a grape instead.
 |
| I was a green grape |
 |
| Can you tell which one I am? |
Besides dressing up for Halloween, there is (correction: was) another part of Halloween that I enjoyed. I loved carving pumpkins. Do you know why people carve pumpkins in the Fall weather and not Summer weather? Coming from the land of endless summer weather I do...
Pumpkin story tomorrow.
Monday, November 8, 2010
The Twilight Zone...
The first time (out of two times) I ever got grounded was when I was 13 years old. It wasn't even my fault. I had gone to Movie Gallery with my dad and sister. While at Movie Gallery, we found a movie that 3 out of our 4 family members would approve to watch. I was finally 13 years old and could watch more 'intense' movies. My dad agreed that I was old enough, so we rented it and went home. I went running into the kitchen to show my mom the movie that we rented (even though she wouldn't watch it) because I was so excited. It would be my first 'scary' movie, "The Haunting." My mom wasn't extremely thrilled and responded with something along the lines of how I wasn't going to watch that because I wasn't old enough. Obviously, I disagreed and explained to her how dad had already approved of allowing me to watch the movie. (My dad was in the kitchen during this conversation, but somehow I don't remember anything he said in this conversation) Instead of my mom getting mad at my dad, which would be the obvious choice since he approved it, I ended up getting the short end of the stick. My mom ended up grounding me for bringing the movie home. Nevertheless, I ended up watching the movie and I refuse to watch it again. I don't remember a lot about the movie, but I do remember be freaked out by the main girl character. She just looks scary. After that movie, I have come to terms that I don't like scary movies.
My dad and sister love Alfred Hitchcock movies. I remember watching "The Birds." Every time I saw a huge group of birds in a tree or on the power lines I was always afraid they were going to come and attack me.
My dad used to watch "The Twilight Zone" when I was in middle school and high school. I would watch some of them with him every now and then. They were old shows, so how scary could they get? Until one fatal night a doll came to life and started killing people. NEVER. AGAIN. I don't even like to hear the music to beginning of the show.
This all brings me back to last night. I had turned off my bedside table lamp and stayed up doing some homework on my computer. Shortly after I decided to go to sleep and turned off my computer. I had been laying in bed for about 10 minutes when I was suddenly startled. I sleep facing the wall and I was almost asleep when a bright light came from no where. I knew it wasn't morning and I was thoroughly confused. I turned around and my bedside table lamp was on. I freaked out.
This is not the first time this has happened. Last time, I woke up the next morning and the light was on. I told everyone about that situation, but they said that I must had just left it on. I knew I didn't leave it on.
Of course I couldn't go back to sleep because I was scared. I turned the TV on and an infomercial smoothed me to sleep.
How does my light get back on?
I swear I feel like I live in the twilight zone...
My dad and sister love Alfred Hitchcock movies. I remember watching "The Birds." Every time I saw a huge group of birds in a tree or on the power lines I was always afraid they were going to come and attack me.
My dad used to watch "The Twilight Zone" when I was in middle school and high school. I would watch some of them with him every now and then. They were old shows, so how scary could they get? Until one fatal night a doll came to life and started killing people. NEVER. AGAIN. I don't even like to hear the music to beginning of the show.
This all brings me back to last night. I had turned off my bedside table lamp and stayed up doing some homework on my computer. Shortly after I decided to go to sleep and turned off my computer. I had been laying in bed for about 10 minutes when I was suddenly startled. I sleep facing the wall and I was almost asleep when a bright light came from no where. I knew it wasn't morning and I was thoroughly confused. I turned around and my bedside table lamp was on. I freaked out.
This is not the first time this has happened. Last time, I woke up the next morning and the light was on. I told everyone about that situation, but they said that I must had just left it on. I knew I didn't leave it on.
Of course I couldn't go back to sleep because I was scared. I turned the TV on and an infomercial smoothed me to sleep.
How does my light get back on?
I swear I feel like I live in the twilight zone...
Thursday, November 4, 2010
18 or older...
I remember when my sister couldn't wait to turn 18 years old and she couldn't wait to go to college. I remember her saying, "6 more months, I will be 18 and I will off to college." "2 more months I will be 18 and I will be off to college." I remember being excited about turning 18, but it wasn't necessarily about leaving to go to college.
Turning 18 meant that I could finally purchase things off infomercials!!! I love infomercials!
I remember when I was in high school or middle school and waking up early (10:00 am) to watch infomercials. I would watch the whole infomercial and try to convince my parents that we really needed it! They never caved in, but I would tell them, "Just wait until I am 18 and I am going to buy all these things!"
Well, last night I could not fall asleep, so I turned on the TV and one of my favorite infomercials was on! Miracle Blade with Chef Tony! It is the infomercial that sell the knives that can cut through anything! They can cut through a coke can, a frozen turkey, cut shavings off the hammer head, then cut a tomato without making it mushy, and then slice through a watermelon/ pineapple with one cut! These knives are awesome, plus they never need to be sharpened! Then at the end of the infomercial they tell you all of the things that you get with the knives! It is like a $300 value for 1 easy payment of $39.99. You can't beat that type of deal..
On of my all time favorites was called 'Liquid Leather Repair Kit.' Do you remember this? It is where you can rip your leather chair and then put the same color paint on it and it repairs it like it is brand new! I wanted this one soooooo bad! My dad has a leather chair in our living room and I always wanted to make a tiny cut in it and then repair it with Liquid Leather to see if it really worked!!
Turning 18 meant that I could finally purchase things off infomercials!!! I love infomercials!
I remember when I was in high school or middle school and waking up early (10:00 am) to watch infomercials. I would watch the whole infomercial and try to convince my parents that we really needed it! They never caved in, but I would tell them, "Just wait until I am 18 and I am going to buy all these things!"
Well, last night I could not fall asleep, so I turned on the TV and one of my favorite infomercials was on! Miracle Blade with Chef Tony! It is the infomercial that sell the knives that can cut through anything! They can cut through a coke can, a frozen turkey, cut shavings off the hammer head, then cut a tomato without making it mushy, and then slice through a watermelon/ pineapple with one cut! These knives are awesome, plus they never need to be sharpened! Then at the end of the infomercial they tell you all of the things that you get with the knives! It is like a $300 value for 1 easy payment of $39.99. You can't beat that type of deal..
On of my all time favorites was called 'Liquid Leather Repair Kit.' Do you remember this? It is where you can rip your leather chair and then put the same color paint on it and it repairs it like it is brand new! I wanted this one soooooo bad! My dad has a leather chair in our living room and I always wanted to make a tiny cut in it and then repair it with Liquid Leather to see if it really worked!!
 |
| HOW does this work??? Isn't amazing! |
Here are a couple of my favorites:
The clapper. How cool would it be to lay in bed and clap the lights on and off?!
Spray on Hair: If only I knew someone bald that would let me spray this on their head...
I love infomercials because they always add something in on the very end of the commercial just to close the deal and you can't beat a good deal...
Nu-wave Oven: You could cook anything in this oven and the fat drips to the bottom. So technically its a healthy investment..
I love infomercials because they always add something in on the very end of the commercial just to close the deal and you can't beat a good deal...
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Goof Proof...
When I was unpacking my bags last week (even though I had arrived a week before that), I was putting my jewelry up and I noticed that one part of an earring had come off. Traveling half way around the world has it's up and downs and unfortunately the jewelry always gets the short end of the stick. Never the less, this does not mean that I throw away my jewelry. I can always find a way to fix it.
My sophomore year of college I constantly wore pearl earrings. One day I dropped my pearl earrings and the pearl came loose from the ear piece. I was devastated and wanted my earring to be fixed. Well as a sophomore in college, my brilliant mind decided to fix my earring with superglue. Why not go buy another pair? Why not take it some place to get fixed? Those thoughts didn't enter my mind at the time. I went to Walmart and after looking at the different brands I saw the perfect one, "Goof Proof Super Glue". I was hooked. I thought 'this super glue was made for me.' (I have never been known as the graceful type, I am more along the lines of clumsy.) I took my handy goof proof super glue and set off back towards the dorms.
Goof Proof Definition: proof against human misuse or error.
Sitting at my desk, holding the goof proof super glue confidently in one hand and the earring piece in other, I set off to mend my beloved earring. Looking back, I am not sure if I read the directions or not, but if it is called 'goof proof' how could I mess up? I put the glue on the earring piece and put the pearl on it. I held the pieces together with both hands to make sure the pearl stayed. Except one tiny problem had occurred. Glue had gotten on both of my thumbs and index fingers. Both of my hands were glued to the earring. Panicking like any normal person in the situation would, I struggled to get my fingers off of the earring. It wasn't happening. I was able to get my right hand index finger and thumb free, but not without leaving some of my top layer of skin on the earring. After that, I sought out to find my friends for help. We were able to get the earring loose from left hand and I thought I was in the clear. Incredibly enough, I was explaining to my friend how I got my fingers glue to the earring and can you guess what happens? I was showing her what happened (without the earring) and when I touched my fingers together they wouldn't come apart.
Why do these things happen to me?
Nail polish remover, a Q-tip, and 30 minutes later my fingers came apart. I should have gotten my money back for false advertisement of 'Goof Proof.' Strangely enough this was not my last time of gluing my fingers/object together except they were never as bad as this incident. I always think I have to hold on to the object to make it stay until the glue dries, like you do with other glue. Over the years I have learned all you have to do is place the object on the super glue.
This brings me back to tonight and my earring. I was super gluing my earring back together and I almost made the fatal mistake again... but at least my earring is fixed.
My sophomore year of college I constantly wore pearl earrings. One day I dropped my pearl earrings and the pearl came loose from the ear piece. I was devastated and wanted my earring to be fixed. Well as a sophomore in college, my brilliant mind decided to fix my earring with superglue. Why not go buy another pair? Why not take it some place to get fixed? Those thoughts didn't enter my mind at the time. I went to Walmart and after looking at the different brands I saw the perfect one, "Goof Proof Super Glue". I was hooked. I thought 'this super glue was made for me.' (I have never been known as the graceful type, I am more along the lines of clumsy.) I took my handy goof proof super glue and set off back towards the dorms.
Goof Proof Definition: proof against human misuse or error.
Sitting at my desk, holding the goof proof super glue confidently in one hand and the earring piece in other, I set off to mend my beloved earring. Looking back, I am not sure if I read the directions or not, but if it is called 'goof proof' how could I mess up? I put the glue on the earring piece and put the pearl on it. I held the pieces together with both hands to make sure the pearl stayed. Except one tiny problem had occurred. Glue had gotten on both of my thumbs and index fingers. Both of my hands were glued to the earring. Panicking like any normal person in the situation would, I struggled to get my fingers off of the earring. It wasn't happening. I was able to get my right hand index finger and thumb free, but not without leaving some of my top layer of skin on the earring. After that, I sought out to find my friends for help. We were able to get the earring loose from left hand and I thought I was in the clear. Incredibly enough, I was explaining to my friend how I got my fingers glue to the earring and can you guess what happens? I was showing her what happened (without the earring) and when I touched my fingers together they wouldn't come apart.
Why do these things happen to me?
Nail polish remover, a Q-tip, and 30 minutes later my fingers came apart. I should have gotten my money back for false advertisement of 'Goof Proof.' Strangely enough this was not my last time of gluing my fingers/object together except they were never as bad as this incident. I always think I have to hold on to the object to make it stay until the glue dries, like you do with other glue. Over the years I have learned all you have to do is place the object on the super glue.
This brings me back to tonight and my earring. I was super gluing my earring back together and I almost made the fatal mistake again... but at least my earring is fixed.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Steak Salad...
After a nice relaxing visit home, I returned back to Hawaii to a gecko free and food-less apartment. I turned to my favorite and only cooking website The Pioneer Woman to look for new recipes. I found a new recipe, Big Steak Salad, and was dying to try it! I love steak salads!
I went to the grocery store and as I walking through the meat section looking for steak, I began to think about how far I had come from when I had first moved to Hawaii. Before I had moved to Hawaii, the only time I had been to the meat section was when I was following my parents or boyfriend through the grocery store. I never paid attention to what they were picking up. I had never touched a raw piece of chicken. I had never touched raw steak. I had never bought anything other than potatoes in the produce section. I had never seen half of the stuff that they sell in the produce section.
I remember when I first moved to Hawaii and my first experience at the grocery store by myself. I remember walking into the meat section and not having a clue of what to buy. Ground Beef, Ground Round, Ground Chuck. Why are there so many options? What is the difference in those anyway? I remember calling my dad and asking him what I should buy. However, even today, I can't ever remember what he told me once I get to the meat section, so I just buy whatever looks the most interesting. I just bought meat the other day and I honestly have no idea what I bought. Now that I think of it, maybe not that much as changed...
Anyways, back to my steak salad. I was excited because I was going to try to make everything myself from fresh ingredients. I was going to use fresh garlic, fresh ginger, make onion strings, and make candied walnuts. I had never bought a steak and didn't write down what kind of steak I was supposed to buy. I ended up buying a sirloin (I think) because that sounded familiar. I bought walnuts instead of pecans, because I thought the recipe said walnuts and pecans aren't my favorite (sorry grandpa).
I had never used fresh garlic or ginger, so I looked up how to cut them. However, my ginger never made it from the grocery store to my kitchen, thankfully I had a jar of ginger in my fridge. In recipes I always see use 'three garlic cloves' well I didn't know there was a difference in a garlic clove and garlic bulb. Thankfully, there is google that saved me from an extremely garlicky meal. I made my dressing/marinade and was ready for my meat. I sent this text to my parents:
As I was cutting the fat off, I thought about how I would had never done this if I hadn't moved here. I felt like a grown up. As my steak was marinating, I decided to move onto the candied walnuts.
I stabbed it with a knife a couple of times and I was able to chip off a few walnuts. You know what, I didn't like them. They tasted horrible probably because I burned the sugar and it got stuck in my teeth. Needless to say, I will never 'candy' anything again.
I went to the grocery store and as I walking through the meat section looking for steak, I began to think about how far I had come from when I had first moved to Hawaii. Before I had moved to Hawaii, the only time I had been to the meat section was when I was following my parents or boyfriend through the grocery store. I never paid attention to what they were picking up. I had never touched a raw piece of chicken. I had never touched raw steak. I had never bought anything other than potatoes in the produce section. I had never seen half of the stuff that they sell in the produce section.
I remember when I first moved to Hawaii and my first experience at the grocery store by myself. I remember walking into the meat section and not having a clue of what to buy. Ground Beef, Ground Round, Ground Chuck. Why are there so many options? What is the difference in those anyway? I remember calling my dad and asking him what I should buy. However, even today, I can't ever remember what he told me once I get to the meat section, so I just buy whatever looks the most interesting. I just bought meat the other day and I honestly have no idea what I bought. Now that I think of it, maybe not that much as changed...
Anyways, back to my steak salad. I was excited because I was going to try to make everything myself from fresh ingredients. I was going to use fresh garlic, fresh ginger, make onion strings, and make candied walnuts. I had never bought a steak and didn't write down what kind of steak I was supposed to buy. I ended up buying a sirloin (I think) because that sounded familiar. I bought walnuts instead of pecans, because I thought the recipe said walnuts and pecans aren't my favorite (sorry grandpa).
I had never used fresh garlic or ginger, so I looked up how to cut them. However, my ginger never made it from the grocery store to my kitchen, thankfully I had a jar of ginger in my fridge. In recipes I always see use 'three garlic cloves' well I didn't know there was a difference in a garlic clove and garlic bulb. Thankfully, there is google that saved me from an extremely garlicky meal. I made my dressing/marinade and was ready for my meat. I sent this text to my parents:
 |
| "EEK this is scary..." |
Candied Walnuts:
I had never 'candied' anything before. I had watched cake shows, so I new cooking sugar could burn you easily, but that's about it. I added the sugar and water to my pan and waited for it to become the 'almond' color it was supposed to be when it was ready. I waited and waited. It was just a clump of wet sugar in my pan. I decided to add more water and kick up the heat. That did the trick. As the sugar started melting, I was thinking about whoever invented non-stick pans is a genius. However, I had wished my spoon was non -stick. Do they make those? (If not, I am patenting it now, so all you readers don't steal my idea.) I kept stirring while enjoying my non-stick pan, but the 'almond' color wasn't happening. So... I turned up the heat more. My sugar started to turn a very light brown color and I was pleased with myself. Suddenly, the almond color came and went quickly.
It happened within a matter of seconds.
I went from a pastel brown, to smoke billowing from my pan with my dark/black sugar. I quickly took it off the stove to pour on my walnuts. However, more smoke just kept billowing from my pan. (Did I mention I do not have a vent or fan for my stove... another 'living in the dark ages' moment) I had a little sugar left in my pan and had no where to put it. I turned on my hot water for the sink and went to pour it down the drain. (I know if you are going to pour grease down the drain, you have to have the hot water running. Wouldn't you think that would be the same for hot sugar?) I made sure when pouring the sugar that it went straight to into the drain. Next thing I know, I heard a loud noise and smoke started rising from my drain. Water and sugar were flying everywhere. Oh crap... did I just make something explode? Can you break a sink? If you can, I think I just did.
I didn't know what to do.. I turned around and realized I couldn't see the other side of my apartment from all the smoke in my apartment. Wafting the air as I walked to other side of my apartment, I turned on my portable van.. but where was the smoke going to go? I had my window open, but did I want to open my door? If I opened my door there was a chance a gecko could get in. Pandering the thought I decided to open my door, but watch it closely for geckos. I left the door open for maybe 2 minutes and decided I could deal with the smoke. By the way, it took about 3 hours for all the smoke to get out, but at least I don't have a gecko... I think.
I cooked everything else without a hitch. I went to set my plate and it was time to add those dang candied walnuts. However, I missed the part in the directions where it said, "Make sure to spread the nuts around quickly before they set in the sugar." I went to my candied walnuts and it was just one big piece of candied walnuts that I couldn't get to.
 |
| The dreaded candied walnuts |
Past the candied walnut incident, the steak salad was great.
 |
| Final product |
My last words of advice... don't pour hot sugar down your sink...
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Home...
Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I have been home and been super busy!
I will update next week and tell you everything that has been going on in my life.
Thanks for being patient.
I will update next week and tell you everything that has been going on in my life.
Thanks for being patient.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Baking Soda...
I remember my first day of my Junior year in high school.
I remember running to my class because the bell had rung and I was late for my first day of class. *Side note: My sister drove me to school my freshman and sophomore year of high school. I was never late because someone wanted to leave ridiculously early from my house... but I won't mention any names. Needless to say, when my sister moved to college and I left when wanted to... I was late.* I walked into my first class and it was physics. I feel like the words 'Anna' and 'Physics' should never be put in the same sentence. Anyways, I remember my teacher introducing the class to what physics was all about:
"Have you ever wondered what the building blocks of matter are?" - Mr. Woods
(I didn't even understand the question...) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered if you shot a bullet straight up in the air, will it come straight down?"- Mr. Woods
(No) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered how the golden gate bridge was built?" - Mr. Woods
(No) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered if you are driving 60mph, how long will it take you stop if you slam on your breaks?" - Mr. Woods
(No) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered what conditions that are needed for an object to maintain its state of motion, whether it is at rest or accelerating due to a constant force?" - Mr. Woods
(What?) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered how to determine the momentum before and after and inelastic collision?" - Mr. Woods
(No, Is this a joke? I turned to look at the rest of my class to see if anyone else looked confused) - My thoughts
"Have you ever wondered how many cars can make it through a green light?" - Mr. Woods
(No) - My thoughts
"If you answered yes to those questions, then you are in the right place!!" - Mr. Woods
(Ummm.... I don't care about any of those things. Is it to late to change classes? I'm 100% sure I am going to fail this class) - My thoughts
I stayed in the class for two more weeks then transfered into Botany. We had dead flies and would trick the Venus Fly Trap plants into closing. This was my kind of class.
I bought Baking Soda the other day to place in my refrigerator. I thought Baking Soda has to be the weirdest product, but you can use it for everything. How does that work?
-Use it to eliminate odor
-Use it to make cookies
-Use it if you have a stomach ache (that's on the box)
-Use it with toothpaste to make your teeth whiter
-Use it in your shampoo to make your hair healthier
-Use it to clean with
Does no one else think that it is strange that you can cook with this product and clean with it? This doesn't add up to me.
Why couldn't Mr. Woods teach this in my physics class?
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Critters...
Critters is a very southern word... I didn't realize that until I started writing this post.
I am packing to come home and I am super excited!
My mom and I were talking about what I needed to pack the other day and this is what she said:
"Make sure you zip up your bags in between packing, I don't want you to bring any critters(geckos) home." - Mom
Everyone thinks the gecko stories are funny, until there is a possibility they could have one in their house...
I am packing to come home and I am super excited!
My mom and I were talking about what I needed to pack the other day and this is what she said:
"Make sure you zip up your bags in between packing, I don't want you to bring any critters(geckos) home." - Mom
Everyone thinks the gecko stories are funny, until there is a possibility they could have one in their house...
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Procrastination...
Procrastination and I are best friends. We have been best friends for several years, probably since I started school, if I had to guess.
Procrastination is not a good influence on me.
My life is consumed at the moment, by writing an 8 page paper on something that I do not know a lot about, that is due tomorrow.
I will write later... that is if I make it out alive from this paper...
Procrastination is not a good influence on me.
My life is consumed at the moment, by writing an 8 page paper on something that I do not know a lot about, that is due tomorrow.
I will write later... that is if I make it out alive from this paper...
Friday, September 24, 2010
Is That A Woman's Clothing Store?
One great thing about living in Hawaii is no one knows who this team is!! My sister shared this lovely video with me yesterday and I decided to post on a friend's facebook wall, who is an Alabama fan as well. I went to hang out with friends tonight and I had one person say:
"Hey Anna, I saw the video you put on Wes's Wall" - Chad
"Yeah I thought it was funny!" - Me
"Yeah me too! Is that a woman's clothing store down in the South? Is that why the kid didn't want to go in there?"- Chad
"(After I recovered from laughter) No, that is the University of Alabama's biggest rival." - Me
"Ohh, I have never heard of them before." - Chad
"Yeah, not to many people have, they are unimportant." - Me
Your Dixie's Football Pride Crimson Tide, Roll Tide, Roll Tide
Thursday, September 23, 2010
April Fool's Day...
Except is isn't April and I am the 'fool.'
A couple of Sunday's ago I had my alarm set for 9:30 am. Now, I know some of you are up and chipper by 7:00 am, but as for the rest of us, keep your chipper-ness to a minimum until 10 am when I can actual function please. Anyways, my alarm went off as usual and instead of looking at the alarm, I was still facing the wall, and just began slapping my hand against the clock, assuming I hit the snooze button because the beeping stopped. My church doesn't start until 11:00 am, so I could hit the snooze button a couple more times. As I was waiting for the alarm to annoyingly beep again, it didn't. I knew I hadn't turn the alarm off, so I rolled over to look at my clock. It was 10:40 am already!!! Where did the time go?! Why didn't my snooze go off again?? I was going to be late... well I am always late, but more late than normal!! I got up washed my faced, put on make-up, and turned on my straightener.
As I was waiting on my straightener to heat up, I turned on my computer to look on facebook. I decided that I probably needed to hurry and decided to look at the time on my computer. The time read 9:45 am!!! I was throughly confused! I looked back at my clock and then back to my computer and there was an hour time difference. I picked up my trusty phone and sure enough it was 9:45 am!! I hate wasting precious sleep time! I realized when I was slapping the clock earlier, I must have hit the hour button and got ready an hour early for nothing. I felt like someone had played an April Fool's Day joke on me, except I was the one who played the joke on myself.
I didn't find it funny.
I went back to sleep for 30 minutes. Somehow, I was still late fore church...
A couple of Sunday's ago I had my alarm set for 9:30 am. Now, I know some of you are up and chipper by 7:00 am, but as for the rest of us, keep your chipper-ness to a minimum until 10 am when I can actual function please. Anyways, my alarm went off as usual and instead of looking at the alarm, I was still facing the wall, and just began slapping my hand against the clock, assuming I hit the snooze button because the beeping stopped. My church doesn't start until 11:00 am, so I could hit the snooze button a couple more times. As I was waiting for the alarm to annoyingly beep again, it didn't. I knew I hadn't turn the alarm off, so I rolled over to look at my clock. It was 10:40 am already!!! Where did the time go?! Why didn't my snooze go off again?? I was going to be late... well I am always late, but more late than normal!! I got up washed my faced, put on make-up, and turned on my straightener.
As I was waiting on my straightener to heat up, I turned on my computer to look on facebook. I decided that I probably needed to hurry and decided to look at the time on my computer. The time read 9:45 am!!! I was throughly confused! I looked back at my clock and then back to my computer and there was an hour time difference. I picked up my trusty phone and sure enough it was 9:45 am!! I hate wasting precious sleep time! I realized when I was slapping the clock earlier, I must have hit the hour button and got ready an hour early for nothing. I felt like someone had played an April Fool's Day joke on me, except I was the one who played the joke on myself.
I didn't find it funny.
I went back to sleep for 30 minutes. Somehow, I was still late fore church...
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Whistling...
 |
| Jalousie Window |
Speaking of music, I listen to music constantly. I have always loved music. Growing up I would just be randomly singing or whistling without realizing it, until someone would say something to me. (This was not my sister's favorite habit of mine) Needless to say that has never stopped me from continuing the habit. *Side note: My dad also loves music (that's who I get it from), so my sister gets a double dose of it. My dad and I are both strong whistlers and when we are together we like to whistle songs together.*
Anyways, this past Sunday I was sitting at my kitchen table working on homework. I had been listening to music all day, as usual, and the song "Sway" by Michael Buble got stuck in my head. (Dean Martin's version is better, but that is a topic for another post on another day) I was working on critiquing a research paper for class and was really concentrating. Well, without realizing it, I was whistling the song "Sway". (I guess it helps me think and process things) One of my friends texted me and that knocked me out of my deep concentration. Suddenly, I realized that I was whistling, but something sounded funny.
I was whistling, but I was not alone.
Panic started to consume within me, did someone get into my apartment? No one could be in here though, because I can see both of my doors and they have not been opened. At that moment, I remembered stranger things have happened in this apartment, so no reason to lose hair over this. I could hear two whistles. One whistle being my own, but the other whistle was not mine. I quickly stopped whistling to make sure I wasn't losing my mind. I sat quietly at my table and could hear someone else whistling. Where this other person was, I don't know. Had they been whistling with me the whole time? The second whistler, whistled for 30 more seconds and then stopped. I waited patiently for this second whistler to begin whistling. They didn't make one peep. I began to wonder if they were playing a game with me.
I mean is it really strange to hear more than one person whistle at a time? What are the odds that both of us were whistling and didn't know the other one was whistling?
I felt like the ball was in my court (if this indeed was a game). I waited one more minute and heard nothing. I decided to make my move and then whistled a melody for a good 15 seconds and stopped. Then I eagerly awaited to see if my opponent would strike back or wallow in defeat. Suddenly, I heard a distant whistle. At this point in time, I began to wonder, maybe they do not even hear me whistling and they are just whistling. The other whistle stopped and I decided to whistle again. (Looking back, I do not know why I continued whistling. I guess at the time, whistling was more entertaining than homework) Anyways, the second whistler did not continue, nor did I. I decided to turn on my music and focus on my homework. I haven't heard the second whistler since. On the contrary, I will be ready when they decide to whistle again.
I am beginning to question if things like this happen to other people in their apartments?
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Another Summer Day...
"Another summer day has come and gone away, in Paris and Rome, but I wanna go home..." - 'Home' by Michael Buble
I fly home in ONE WEEK!! I am so excited! I haven't been home since Christmas!! It has been too long!
I wonder if home has changed much?
I don't know how I will react to central air conditioning.
I am going to be able to drive farther than 30 miles.
I will be able to view more than 15 channels on a TV set.
I will be in the land of dishwashers.
Do people still say ma'am and sir?
Will I think southern accents sound weird?
I will be able to get to another state without taking an airplane.
Will I remember to leave my shoes on when I enter people's houses?
Will it be weird to not wear flip flops everyday?
I will be able to find parking without worrying about a tow truck or paying to park.
I will get to eat at all my favorite restaurants that I see on commercials but Hawaii doesn't have.
Will I accidently call people auntie and uncle?
I will be able to sit in a room with real windows and not hear what is going on outside.
Will I remember to not use pidgin english?
I am so excited and can't wait to come home!
"Another aeroplane, another sunny place, I'm lucky I know, but I wanna come home..." 'Home' by Michael Buble
I fly home in ONE WEEK!! I am so excited! I haven't been home since Christmas!! It has been too long!
I wonder if home has changed much?
I don't know how I will react to central air conditioning.
I am going to be able to drive farther than 30 miles.
I will be able to view more than 15 channels on a TV set.
I will be in the land of dishwashers.
Do people still say ma'am and sir?
Will I think southern accents sound weird?
I will be able to get to another state without taking an airplane.
Will I remember to leave my shoes on when I enter people's houses?
Will it be weird to not wear flip flops everyday?
I will be able to find parking without worrying about a tow truck or paying to park.
I will get to eat at all my favorite restaurants that I see on commercials but Hawaii doesn't have.
Will I accidently call people auntie and uncle?
I will be able to sit in a room with real windows and not hear what is going on outside.
Will I remember to not use pidgin english?
I am so excited and can't wait to come home!
"Another aeroplane, another sunny place, I'm lucky I know, but I wanna come home..." 'Home' by Michael Buble
5 years...
I remember the first day that I met him.
I was a freshman in college and it was freshman move in day. His roommate helped my roommate and I move into our room. My parents had just left and the closest I was to anyone I knew was 2hrs and 45mins away, where my sister was in college. I didn't know anyone, but was excited because I love meeting new people. That night there was an ice cream social that the SGA (student government association) had in the courtyard. ALL of the freshman were there and it was extremely packed! I had gone with my three new found friends, two of those friends (Laura and Emily) are still one of my best friends today! The crowd was huge so we decided to stand to the side and talk amongst ourselves. Little did I know that the next people I would meet would change my life forever.
Two senior guys from the SGA walked up and asked to take a picture for the welcome week slideshow. We probably would have turned them away, except we recognized the guy who helped us move in that day. He introduced himself, David, and then introduced his roommate whose name was David(my future boyfriend) as well. (I didn't believe that both of their names were David. I thought that they were trying to take advantage of a group of freshman girls and I wasn't falling for it. I wasn't born yesterday.) We ended up taking pictures as a group and became friends. (I still have that picture today, but not on the computer or I would show you)
The ice cream social was over and as were heading back to our dorm my friends decided to ask David (my future boyfriend) to go to Sadie Hawkins. *Side note: Sadie Hawkins dance was always a huge deal for freshmen at the university I attended. Sadie Hawkins dance normally means that the girls ask the guys to the dance. However, I am very old fashioned when it comes to guys asking girls out. As soon as I heard about Sadie Hawkins, I immediately decided that I wasn't going to go. Guys are supposed to ask me out, not the other way around and I was not going to be talked out of it.* My friends decided to go as a group and ask one guy to go. All three of my friends had already asked David and then it was my turn. By the way, I still didn't believe that his name was David, so there was no way I was asking this random guy. Well...they ended up talking me into asking him and I am glad that they did.
The Second Day I knew him.
I went to a small university, so you see the same people often. We ran into David throughout the day, but I thought nothing of it. Later that afternoon there was a welcome week activity off campus and considering that fact that I had no idea where anything was David offered to give my friends and I a ride. He gave us his cell number and I distinctly remember putting his number in my cell phone and thinking I am never going to use this number, so why I am putting his number in here. (I do not mean that in a negative way. You know when you meet new people and put there number in your phone because you say you will hang out, but never end up using it. That's what I mean. If you don't know what I mean then, you are a better person I am)
The Third Day I knew him.
My three group of girlfriends and I quickly became friends with the seniors in the SGA. (David was in he SGA) They gave us rides everywhere! I remember Laura, Emily, the two Davids and I were headed to get ice cream one night. David (the roommate) decided to drive us. I remember walking to his car to sit in backseat. I noticed that David (my future boyfriend) was walking closely behind me. I thought it was strange. Couldn't he tell that I was getting in on this side of the car? I made it to the door and he reached around me to open the door.
"Ohh...ok.. I can get in on the other side of the car." - me
"(He smiled) Umm.. I was opening the car door for you.." - David (my future boyfriend)
"OH.. (I was dumbfounded, my jaw was probably hanging open) wow... thank you! " - me
Needless to say, 5 years later I have still never opened a car door when he is around.
The Second Week I knew him.
I was gone on a BSU (Baptist Student Union) retreat the first weekend of school. When we were heading back to school I noticed that the Northbound lanes had bumper to bumper traffic for miles. When we returned to school we realized that Hurricane Katrina was headed for us. I didn't grow up near the coast, so whenever their was a hurricane the only effects we got were rain. However, by the time I realized the seriousness of it all it was to late to leave. The interstate was packed and I was 5 hours away from home. My best bet was to stay at school. (I will write a Hurricane Katrina story one day) The next day we woke up and things with Katrina were just getting started. We didn't know a safe place to go, after all we had only been in college for 7 days! David ended up walking each of us to a safe building. He held on to us because the wind was strong and shielded us with his body because the rain was coming at us sideways at a million miles an hour. (Okay a slight exaggeration, but the rain was stinging when it hit my skin) He ended up taking care of my group of friends for the next day and a half.
Those are some of my most precious memories that stick out from the first two weeks when I first met him. We started dating a month or so after these occurrences. This past Saturday was our 5 year anniversary and we couldn't be happier! We have had our ups and downs just like any couple but I would have changed a thing because we have grown from each situation.
Hawaii
I remember the day that I had gotten accepted to Hawaii for graduate school. I was nervous to tell him because I wasn't sure how he would respond. I should have never been nervous because a negative word never (and still hasn't) came out of his mouth. He told me couldn't be more proud of me and thought I should take this once in a life time opportunity. He knew that living in Hawaii had always been a dream of mine and he didn't want to stand in the way. We discussed that a long distance relationship would be tough, but he assured me that we would be fine and everything would work out. Of course, he was right and our relationship is stronger today than it has ever been. People often ask how we make it work and I tell them I do not know how to explain it, it just works. We do not worry about the future because we know that God has a plan for us and we leave it up to him.
I am extremely lucky to have a man of God that loves and supports me in everything that I do. He is my country boy and I am his city girl and we are like two peas in a pod. I love you David.
I was a freshman in college and it was freshman move in day. His roommate helped my roommate and I move into our room. My parents had just left and the closest I was to anyone I knew was 2hrs and 45mins away, where my sister was in college. I didn't know anyone, but was excited because I love meeting new people. That night there was an ice cream social that the SGA (student government association) had in the courtyard. ALL of the freshman were there and it was extremely packed! I had gone with my three new found friends, two of those friends (Laura and Emily) are still one of my best friends today! The crowd was huge so we decided to stand to the side and talk amongst ourselves. Little did I know that the next people I would meet would change my life forever.
Two senior guys from the SGA walked up and asked to take a picture for the welcome week slideshow. We probably would have turned them away, except we recognized the guy who helped us move in that day. He introduced himself, David, and then introduced his roommate whose name was David(my future boyfriend) as well. (I didn't believe that both of their names were David. I thought that they were trying to take advantage of a group of freshman girls and I wasn't falling for it. I wasn't born yesterday.) We ended up taking pictures as a group and became friends. (I still have that picture today, but not on the computer or I would show you)
The ice cream social was over and as were heading back to our dorm my friends decided to ask David (my future boyfriend) to go to Sadie Hawkins. *Side note: Sadie Hawkins dance was always a huge deal for freshmen at the university I attended. Sadie Hawkins dance normally means that the girls ask the guys to the dance. However, I am very old fashioned when it comes to guys asking girls out. As soon as I heard about Sadie Hawkins, I immediately decided that I wasn't going to go. Guys are supposed to ask me out, not the other way around and I was not going to be talked out of it.* My friends decided to go as a group and ask one guy to go. All three of my friends had already asked David and then it was my turn. By the way, I still didn't believe that his name was David, so there was no way I was asking this random guy. Well...they ended up talking me into asking him and I am glad that they did.
The Second Day I knew him.
I went to a small university, so you see the same people often. We ran into David throughout the day, but I thought nothing of it. Later that afternoon there was a welcome week activity off campus and considering that fact that I had no idea where anything was David offered to give my friends and I a ride. He gave us his cell number and I distinctly remember putting his number in my cell phone and thinking I am never going to use this number, so why I am putting his number in here. (I do not mean that in a negative way. You know when you meet new people and put there number in your phone because you say you will hang out, but never end up using it. That's what I mean. If you don't know what I mean then, you are a better person I am)
The Third Day I knew him.
My three group of girlfriends and I quickly became friends with the seniors in the SGA. (David was in he SGA) They gave us rides everywhere! I remember Laura, Emily, the two Davids and I were headed to get ice cream one night. David (the roommate) decided to drive us. I remember walking to his car to sit in backseat. I noticed that David (my future boyfriend) was walking closely behind me. I thought it was strange. Couldn't he tell that I was getting in on this side of the car? I made it to the door and he reached around me to open the door.
"Ohh...ok.. I can get in on the other side of the car." - me
"(He smiled) Umm.. I was opening the car door for you.." - David (my future boyfriend)
"OH.. (I was dumbfounded, my jaw was probably hanging open) wow... thank you! " - me
Needless to say, 5 years later I have still never opened a car door when he is around.
The Second Week I knew him.
I was gone on a BSU (Baptist Student Union) retreat the first weekend of school. When we were heading back to school I noticed that the Northbound lanes had bumper to bumper traffic for miles. When we returned to school we realized that Hurricane Katrina was headed for us. I didn't grow up near the coast, so whenever their was a hurricane the only effects we got were rain. However, by the time I realized the seriousness of it all it was to late to leave. The interstate was packed and I was 5 hours away from home. My best bet was to stay at school. (I will write a Hurricane Katrina story one day) The next day we woke up and things with Katrina were just getting started. We didn't know a safe place to go, after all we had only been in college for 7 days! David ended up walking each of us to a safe building. He held on to us because the wind was strong and shielded us with his body because the rain was coming at us sideways at a million miles an hour. (Okay a slight exaggeration, but the rain was stinging when it hit my skin) He ended up taking care of my group of friends for the next day and a half.
Those are some of my most precious memories that stick out from the first two weeks when I first met him. We started dating a month or so after these occurrences. This past Saturday was our 5 year anniversary and we couldn't be happier! We have had our ups and downs just like any couple but I would have changed a thing because we have grown from each situation.
Hawaii
I remember the day that I had gotten accepted to Hawaii for graduate school. I was nervous to tell him because I wasn't sure how he would respond. I should have never been nervous because a negative word never (and still hasn't) came out of his mouth. He told me couldn't be more proud of me and thought I should take this once in a life time opportunity. He knew that living in Hawaii had always been a dream of mine and he didn't want to stand in the way. We discussed that a long distance relationship would be tough, but he assured me that we would be fine and everything would work out. Of course, he was right and our relationship is stronger today than it has ever been. People often ask how we make it work and I tell them I do not know how to explain it, it just works. We do not worry about the future because we know that God has a plan for us and we leave it up to him.
I am extremely lucky to have a man of God that loves and supports me in everything that I do. He is my country boy and I am his city girl and we are like two peas in a pod. I love you David.
 |
| Year 1 |
 |
| Year 2 |
 |
| Year 3 |
 |
| Year 4 |
 |
| Year 5 |
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)