Monday, June 2, 2014

June Challenge

For June, I'm combining two challenges. (I'm starting today, I forgot to plan ahead, so I'm starting on June 3rd instead of 1st, no judgement.) Anyway, the two challenges are: no sugar and no fast food.

The no sugar is pretty general, no added sugar, I'll use artificial sweeteners if necessary. But, you know, that means no ice cream, or cookies, or Marshmallow Mateys cereal if I feel snackish. Or, realistically, I'm at home alone, and I don't want to cook, so CEREAL! So, that'll be somewhat miserable.

The second one, no fast food, is to teach myself to plan ahead more. I am often too lazy or just plain forget about packing a lunch, so then I usually just grab something from a fast food place, because "I'm starving, and I thought I could last til I get home, but I can't, so I'll just run to KFC/Taco Bell, and, obviously, if I"m going there I have to get a Baja Blast and Cinnabon Delights, because they are amazing..."  And there you have my chain of justification for purchasing the ridiculously unhealthy food I then stuff in my face... So, this challenge will be really good for me. I'll likely eat a lot healthier (obviously, no sugar..), and I know I'll save a lot of money. Also, I might start consistently packing a lunch. All good things, yea?

So, wish me luck. If you see me this month and I seem even grouchier than normal, assume it's because I'm in sugar withdrawal and I would basically do anything for some ice cream. ;)

Photo A Day: Lots of Photos

While I haven't been updating this, I have been taking the pictures. :) If you are observant you'll notice I missed a couple days, but whatever...

8: a smell you adore

I love the smell of water!
9: something you do everyday

Everyday I'm driving...

10: a favorite word

Snelfie: sneezing while taking a selfie. This word just cracks me up!


11: kitchen

Making pretzels in the kitchen


12: something that makes you happy

Doing pretty much anything with these people.

13: mum

Mom knitting, she calls it her stress reliever.

14: grass

Not just grass, but the grass in these woods is beautiful!


15: love


Dinner with my dear sisters and littlest nephew.

16: what you're reading


17: snack

Is there a better snack than Strite's donuts?

18: something you made

This is a throwback, the start of a comfort top.

19: a favourite place

Mt. Storm (and the drive to get there) is quickly becoming a favorite place. It is so gorgeous that there are no words to describe it's beauty.


20: something you can't live without

Words, I couldn't live without them, especially written words.

22: pink

There's pink in that sunset, right?

23: technology



25: unusual

While it has happened before, I don't usually have to duct tape my car ;)

27: something sweet

Lincoln, my nephew, who is a sweetie!
28: the weather today

The picture doesn't show it well, but the 28th was foggy, it didn't rain, but it was misty and just beautiful and perfect! I adore spring days like this. Look at how green everything is!
30: your personality

I guess my personality is random? Cause I have this picture... Does anyone else see the dragon? Cause I see it, and I thought it was pretty cool!!

31: something beautiful

My friends Amanda and Kyle got married on the 31st. It was a beautiful wedding, she was a beautiful bride, and is a beautiful person! 










Monday, May 12, 2014

Graduation

On Saturday, the 10th of May, I graduated from Eastern West Virginia Community and Technical College. Technically I graduated in December of 2013, but my school has one commencement. I graduated with a dual major: an Associate in Art and and Associate in Science. I was given the honor of being the student speaker to represent the graduates of December 2013. ( It doesn't necessarily feel like an honor while you're doing it. ;) I was pretty nervous). Anyway, here is my speech, and some pictures to go with it.
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Greetings on behalf of the graduating class of 2013.

Usually, graduation speeches are full of thank you’s; don’t worry, mine will be too. Dr. T. told me to make this speech personal, to say what Eastern has meant to me. I thought long and hard about this. What, after all, do you put into a graduation speech to make it personal? I still don’t really know, but here goes.

I’ll start out by saying a few thank you’s. First and foremost, I need to give God all the glory for his abundant blessings in my life. Without his help, I wouldn’t be standing here. All the credit goes to him. Secondly, I want to thank my mom: she has done so much for me. She is the one I relied on constantly to help me reach this milestone. Thanks to her feeding me, praying for me, and doing laundry (or reminding me to do my laundry); I managed to stay away from malnutrition, came to school in clean clothing and, for the most part, remained well rested, thanks to her reminding me to go to bed. Apparently, just because you are in college, you are never too old to be sent to bed by your mother. To any professor that had me write papers, the only reason I’m ok at writing is because mom was an English teacher, and she drilled it into my head from the time she taught me to read. It also helps that she is a great proofreader. In addition to my mother, my siblings have been invaluable to my learning process: acting as sounding boards for ideas, listening to me stress about projects, offering advice, proofreading papers, moral support, the list could go on and on. 

My wonderful Mother and I

Lana and I, photobombed by Martha

Pete and I

I want to extend a huge thank you to the faculty of Eastern. You are all so supportive; I wouldn’t have gotten here without you. From meetings with my advisor that stretched into hours as she graciously helped me figure out exactly how to work everything into my busy schedule, to the faculty that helped get me involved in student activities. And, obviously, thanks to all of my teachers, I learned so much from all of you! Thanks to your efforts, the friends I’ve made, and all the things I’ve learned both in class and out of class, I can honestly say that the past two years have been the best of my life.


One of the many things that Eastern has taught me is this: to appreciate my roots. Now, I realize I’m a Math major, but undeniably, my favorite class, was Appalachian culture. In order to succeed in “the real world,” it is essential to understand where you come from and how that affects you. I’ve lived my entire life in West Virginia; I’ve always had that classic West Virginia pride. I didn’t perhaps understand exactly how my background affected me. As Khaled Hosseini says “It is important to know this, to know your roots, to know where you started as a person. If not, your own life seems unreal to you. Like a puzzle… Like you have missed the beginning of a story and now you are in the middle of it, trying to understand.” It is as Hosseini says, in order to understand ourselves; we need to understand our roots. Otherwise we aren’t going to find our place in the world. I would say that the most important thing I learned during my time at the college is the understanding of where I come from, how living in Appalachia affects my future, and where I fit in this big, big world. That spot isn’t necessarily where I always expected it to be, but I guess you could say I’ve found myself.  It is not just the state I come from that defines me as a person, my faith in God also defines me. Being raised in the tradition of faith is a huge part of understanding my roots; faith is, after all, where I truly started as a person. The classes I’ve taken have given me multiple reasons to examine and re-examine my faith. After all, I did sit through a few class periods dedicated to evolution. You know those surveys we have to fill out for every class? The one that asks us if we are learning to think critically, whether the classes are helping us to develop ideas and personal values? My answer to that question, almost every time, was a definitive yes.



In the fall I’m planning to attend George Mason University, in Fairfax, VA. I’m going to miss this place. I’m going to miss seeing my best friends multiple times a week. I’m going to miss the way I feel like I’m home when I enter school, I’ll miss being greeted by receptionists who know my name. I’ll miss the classes where I basically know everyone’s names, I’ll miss going into a new class, but not feeling shy because I will definitely know at least one person there.  It will be different going to such a big school, and I know that I’ll miss it here. However, I believe, thanks to Eastern, I am prepared to face the challenges ahead. And, although it’s bittersweet, I’m excited to embark on this new chapter of my life.

Emily and I

I was privileged to graduate with 3 of my best friends!

A rather awkward group photo :)

Taylor and I

Nikki, Emily, and I at the park one evening


To my fellow graduates, I hope that this is not the end of our learning. Learning is the essence of life. When we stop learning, I think that we stop living. So, I encourage you all to go out and keep learning, explore your world, never stop being curious. Ed Helms said “So long as your desire to explore is greater than your desire to not screw up, you’re on the right track. A life oriented toward discovery is infinitely more rewarding than a life oriented toward not blowing it…Don’t be afraid of fear. Because it sharpens you, it challenges you, it makes you stronger; and when you run away from fear, you also run away from the opportunity to be your best possible self.” You guys: Go out and keep learning, do not be afraid to mess up, get in there and get your hands dirty, work hard, play hard, enjoy each moment, and expect great things, because you all deserve to have the best life possible!  I wish every one of you the very best in your endeavors. May God bless your futures and give you strength as you follow your dreams. 

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Days 5, 6, & 7

Day 5 ~ Bird


Day 6 ~ You


Day 7 ~ Someone That Inspires You

Because I can't choose just one person. 



Sunday, May 4, 2014

Day 3 and 4

Day 3 ~ Something You Wore Today

My trusty, old Rainbows

Day 4 ~ Fun!

Fireworks at Emily's party

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Remembering Dad

     So, it's crazy, this past month, the month Dad died, 8 years ago, was filled with random people telling me memories of Dad. All of these random encounters served to give me encouragement. There is just something remarkable about seeing your parents through the eyes of others. It makes me happy to hear other's memories. And the timing of when these memories were shared makes them even better. 

     Someone at church, who was good friends with dad, told me, this month, that he thinks of my dad often, when he is drinking coffee. He just remembers coming to visit and drinking coffee and talking. It was so sweet, just someone telling me that they miss him too, and that he is not forgotten. A simple memory of evenings spent talking over a cup of coffee. 

     Another lady at church gave me encouragement, by saying that I take after my father, and she knows he would be proud of me. 

     (This didn't happen this month, but sometime this year) I was at work, demonstrating Crazy Aaron's Thinking Putty to some customers, I knew them, they were a former teacher and her husband, who knew my dad long ago. Her husband told me that I just reminded him of Garnett; that the way I talked reminded him of my father. This is high praise for me!

     Just two days ago, I was driving to school, late as usual, and had to stop on our back road for some road work. The guy in the work van pulled up beside me to tell me that the back-hoe would be off the road in a bit. Then asked if I was Garnett's daughter. Since there aren't that many (ok, any) conservative Mennonites who live on that road, he obviously knew I was. I said yes, and he told me that he went to school with my dad. And that he never knew anyone finer, that "[my] father was number one." He went on to say that if he could be half as good as my father, then he would have turned out well. It was certainly a very fascinating encounter!

     These random encounters over the past month served to remind not to just forget about Dad, and I'll confess, the longer it goes, the more my memories fade. Time has a funny way of doing that to memory. But, these reminders, around the time of his death, meant a lot to me, and have made me reminisce about my childhood, and to ponder the gifts given to me from the short amount of time that I got to know my dad. I don't spend enough time being appreciative, but perhaps, this month, I honored my father with memories.