Did you know...

Does anyone else remember that David Schwimmer and Dustin Diamond were on The Wonder Years? I do not remember that at all...

Bumper Stickers

The other day I saw a couple of bumper stickers that made me laugh. Probably funny because they were themed. So, on two different occasions I saw these two bumper stickers:

"Silly boy. Jeeps are for girls."
"A girl and her jeep...it's a beautiful thing."

Apparently, only girls are allowed to drive jeeps.

Let's see, what else...

Still enjoying the cool weather.

My friend Lisa is coming to town on Friday (unless the plane fills up and she can't get on because she's flying standby. But as of Sunday there were still 22 seats left! Hooray!). So, I get to share Peoria with her. I'm very excited! She's excited that it might be colder here than in Texas.

Only 17 days until Ann's due date and 24 days until I get to see them all!

The Power of Music

I was talking with a friend about how certain songs/music reminds you of different times in your life. Here are a few that always conjure up warm/interesting/disturbing/funny memories...

The Simpson's Sing the Blues CD always reminds me of playing Sega with my brother in his room--specifically Sonic the Hedgehog and NHL Hockey. (Sadly enough he also regularly listened to Sir Mix a Lot's Baby Got Back, but at least the song reminds me of fun times of hanging out with my brother!)

Any Jimmy Buffett song reminds me of my mom and dad. I grew up listening to Jimmy Buffett. Sadly enough, I was belting those songs out long before I knew what I was singing about.

"It's the End of the World as We Know It" reminds me of high school graduation. It wasn't the theme of graduation, but I know it ranked pretty high up the list. Ironically it was playing on the radio as I was driving to graduation in my beloved 1983 Honda Prelude in the rain.

One of the Caedmon's Call Cd's (can't think of which one right now but I can hear the songs in my head) had been in my car for about a month when I traveled a couple of hours for a friends wedding.

There is a country song that mentions flip flops that was playing when Danell and I went to the aquarium in Dallas (we were both wearing flip flops at the time and it is our favorite footwear).

"I'm in the Lord's Army" reminds me of the year I nannied because the boys and I used to march through the dining room, around the living room, into the kitchen, up the stairs, around the playroom, down the stairs, into the dining room, etc. as we sang the song.

I'm sure there are many more, but I can't think of titles right now!

The Joy of Technology

For those of you wondering why I haven't posted since Tuesday...I don't know the answer. Last night I was going to post a video but my limited knowledge of blogspot and computers were not enough. In the middle of trying to figure it out, my computer also decided to freeze up. Technology is a very technological thing!

If a tree falls...

Apparently my efforts at artistic creativity yesterday were a little too disturbing for some. Come on people, I thought it was HILARIOUS and still laugh when I look at the pictures. And I say, as long as it's still my blog, if it makes me happy, then it stays : ).

I was at a client's house this evening and my seven year old client had a shirt on that made me laugh. On the front it said "If a tree falls in the forest..." And on the back it said "Would all the other trees laugh at it?" HAHA!

Documentation of My Highly Nutritious Dinner

Daynah decided to create a picture journal of my dinner tonight. I think she was bored and I was elected as her entertainment. I'm sure everyone wants to know what I ate and how I ate it! Warning: some pictures are very graphic...proceed with caution!

This is me getting dinner out of the fridge...yep, folks, I had leftovers! I know it looks like this is a picture of my butt, but in fact, I accused Daynah of taking a picture of my butt and she said she was taking a picture of me getting food out of the refridgerator.
Barbeque pork and a corn muffin...oh, and some chips (not pictured)
I was almost done with the meal before she actually got this picture. She said that she deleted a bunch because I was eating too fast and she would catch me too late. This one I actually posed for, just so that she would be happy!
Figured a good meal documentation wasn't worth it's gold without a closeup. Sorry for the grossness!
Ummm...and a nice, satisfyng drink of water afterwards!

Very Interesting...

My votes on the Would You Rather column have almost doubled today! Very exciting. Now I know that at least 8 people read my blog, unless some people are voting from more than one computer! And I have it on good authority that Storm isn't the only guy who reads/has read my blog. I wonder if more guys would read my blog if I changed the background color to something other than pink. Not that I will, but it's just a thought. Do you think the pink intimidates most guys? Maybe I should make that my next poll.

I played a game of Ticket to Ride tonight and someone actually beat me. It was only by 2 points, but it doesn't happen very often. Don't tell Pastor Joel, but I'm blaming it on being tired and Jerelyn blocking me and causing me to lose 12 points. It was definitely not my fault!

Go to the Mattresses

I have been instructed to update my blog! So, all of you who think that I'm ALWAYS stubborn and do the exact opposite of what you tell me to do, please note that the only reason I am posting today is because someone told me I needed to! Because I have nothing really to post about, but here goes...

We had a retreat at church today and Pastor Fred referenced the quote from The Godfather "Go to the mattresses." I have to admit, the only reason I know this quote is because it is quoted in You've Got Mail : ). And as soon as Pastor Fred quoted the line, I immediately pictured the conversation between Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks. And then she has a conversation with her boyfriend. My favorite line is "what is it with men and The Godfather?!" Maybe I should actually watch The Godfather so I can picture the quote from the actual source, or maybe I don't really care!

Blast from the Past

I was hanging out with some friends tonight and we somehow got on the subject of things we did in elementary school on cold/rainy days since we couldn't go outside to play. Do you remember Heads (pul igtyb v yghj7gyn6mhg6h76tgytjhty7jip-i99kopbgytufghr6jgy6hhyjnbtrnhmn6tyu r6t7h jighu8fgkjgkbhugbnklmj tyum). The parenthetical statement above is Jerelyn's contribution to my blog! Anyway...do you remember Heads Up 7up? We were discussing how much we didn't like the game. It was all a popularity contest...and I wasn't very popular.

Newest quote from Gilmore Girls: "The Ice Man was looking at you like you were a porter house steak!"

Counselor Bashing

So, I saw my favorite client today(remember the one who called me lame, boring, stingy, and a liar). Well, today he called me old. The funny thing is, he called me old because I have white hair (not gray, but white) but then his first guess at my age was 23. This was after he told me he HATES having to meet with me. Oh well, some clients love seeing me : ). I just keep telling him his countdown until he no longer has to see me (which is only two more weeks now).

Only 31 more days until Ann's due date and 38 more days until I go to Georgia to meet my nephew (finally booked the ticket).

8th grade algebra is not fun! Well, I'll admit, I loved algebra, but that was when I was learning it every day and was there for the process. Now I get asked to help Daynah with homework and have to come in cold and try to solve these word problems. NOT FUN. But the more I help, the more it comes back to me.

I got to meet DJ Tanner

I felt a little like a groupie, but it was still fun!
Daynah's first comment after seeing this picture: "I'm taller than Candace Cameron, too!" Truthfully, she was a lot shorter than I remember her on the show!
So, the women's event was totally fun. Candace Cameron Bure shared her testimony of how she came to faith in Christ and what God brought her out of. She talked about her family life and how her husband also became a believer. She was very down to earth and real. Afterwords, Daynah and I waited in line to get one of her seasons of Full House signed. Daynah was so excited and took lots of pictures with her own camera (I might have taken a few with my own camera, but it was only for the sake of wanting to get the perfect picture for Daynah). Then we waited around until the end so that we could get our picture taken with her and not just act like paparazzi and take pictures of her. I am not a big celebrity person, but it was still fun. I'm sure when I was Daynah's age I would have been SO EXCITED to be able to be doing this, so it was fun to have Daynah with me and see things through her eyes.

Not a Perfect Analogy...

At Bible study tonight we were talking about the sovereignty of God. We were discussing how God has control of everything and Satan only has whatever control God allows him to have, specifically looking at Job 1-2 and Luke 22:31. I gave the analogy of a game of Mother May I. It is as if Satan is saying, "God may I have control over Teresa's finances?" And God is saying, "Yes you may have control over Teresa's finances but you are not allowed to cause her to go into debt." Like I said, not a perfect analogy, but it works. Satan can only work within the parameters that God gives him. What an awesome God we serve that He has a plan for our lives and nothing can thwart His plan!

Kids Crack Me Up

Here's a funny, laugh at Teresa if you want, story (I'm only giving you permission to laugh because I was laughing)...one of Daynah's friends goes to Bethany and her little sister is in AWANAS with me. Maddie is having a hard time wrapping her mind around the fact that I am Daynah's sister and 28 and shorter than her sister (let's face it, that could confuse anyone!). So, tonight she was asking me lots of questions...did you go to college...did you live in a dorm...are you married...oh, yeah, I guess you are old enough to drive... Then she has this puzzled look on her face and says "It's just kind of hard to understand that you can be that short and still be that old" (that's a rough paraphrase). As I am laughing at her, she then informs me that she doesn't mean it in a mean way because after all God made me short, so it must be okay!

More Random Events / Thoughts...

I forgot some things yesterday and I have more today :)

Sunday, Kari and I threw a frisbee after volleyball. I mentioned that I needed to practice because I cannot throw a frisbee for the life of me. She just happened to have a frisbee in her car! I actually did pretty good. Just preparing for the next time I randomly suggest a game of ultimate.

Danell had her wisdom teeth out last week and I talked to her yesterday. She had a really bad experience. I tried to convince her not to go back to the same guy when she needs more wisdom teeth pulled...

Today I took a client walking as part of accomplishing some goals he is working on. Not quite as fun as the zoo, but boy was it beautiful out today.

I'm having fun with my alternative access to Facebook! Just so everyone knows that I secretly stalk them...

My nephew is due in 37 days!

Now that I know everyone who votes on my "would you rather" column would like to have their own theme song played, I'm curious as to what song they would all pick or if they would create their own.

I put a shirt away in my closet last night that I realized was older than my brother.

My little sister laughs hysterically at the most random things. And her laugh is contagious. And I wish some of her hyperness could wear off on me. And she is taller than me by half a foot. And she likes to mention it as often as she can.

Hodge Podge

Here is a random list of the current happenings in my life:

I was up late last night playing Settlers with some friends. I won both games that we played. Very exciting since I had never won before! The first game I won in like an hour, which is very rare for a six person game. Even more rare since I won because 3s kept getting rolled (not a high probability number) and I would gain six or seven resource cards each time. The second game I won by a little persuasive negotiating. It was getting late, I had nine points, and several of us were ready to go to bed, so we figured out how I could win and made it happen.

I woke up really tired, but feeling as if I finally kicked my cough (still coughing some but it isn't constant and nagging). Hooray for health!

I got to go to the Peoria Zoo with a client today. Just one of the perks of working with kids. It was one of those great weather days where I just wanted to be outside.

There is a cool breeze blowing in my window and I am SUPER excited that it is supposed to be in the 60s later this week!

I became sister of the year when I told my little sister that she could go with me to meet DJ Tanner this weekend. Full House is Daynah's very favorite show. She owns all the seasons on DVD and watches them all the time. You would think I offered her a million dollars or something!

I got home from work at 5:45 and did not have anywhere I had to be, so I was able to get some things done at home and relax (very rare these days, so always a blessing when it happens).

All in all it was the complete opposite of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day (I love throwing that quote into conversation as often as I can. For those of you who don't know, it's from my favorite children's book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day)! What a blessing to have a great Monday!

Chainsaw Kevin / My Future Husband

I've had this idea for a blog for at least a week now, but I was unsure I wanted to share it with all the world : ) but someone convinced me it was definitely a Teresa story worth telling. I, of course, have to preface my story with another story (would any Teresa story be worth anything without a preface to it? I think not!). So, when I moved to Peoria, I decided that I would let Dad and Amy "help" me find a husband. They knew more people in Peoria than I did and have more connections than I do. Let's just say after several months I decided their search for the perfect husband for me needed to come to an end. I realized their only criteria was he needed to be single and a Christian. They didn't care much if we were compatible or not, they decided that was up to me. So, I nixed the whole search for a husband. Well, recently, my dad informed me that he had found my husband. The day he told me this was a day I knew he had not been out of the house, so I was extremely curious as to how he found me a husband. Dad informed me that my future husband found him! Dad was outside when this guy shows up in the yard. He informs Dad that he lives down the road and just bought a chainsaw. He was looking for an excuse to use the chainsaw and noticed that we were in the process of cutting down a tree in the front yard and would Dad want help with that. Dad said no because he had a guy coming to cut down the tree. But apparently Dad and Chainsaw Kevin continued to talk because Dad found out a few more things about him (like that his name was Kevin). Not the important things like age, whether he is a Christian, or whether he is dating someone. But apparently from the conversation they had my dad decided I should marry Chainsaw Kevin. I, of course, reminded my dad of his track record in picking out husbands for me and tried to help him understand that a guy with a chainsaw doesn't necessarily instill confidence that he is the man for me. Not that I'm against chainsaws, but when that is all you know about a guy... So now every once in a while Dad and Amy suggest that we have him over to play euchre or for dinner. I just roll my eyes and tell them they can do whatever they want since it is their house, but if I happen to have plans that night, it is not my fault. It's been a couple of weeks and Chainsaw Kevin hasn't been by again. I guess if we do get married, I should stop calling him Chainsaw Kevin and if we start dating I might have to delete this blog posting, but for now I wanted you guys to get to know Chainsaw Kevin along with me!

To all my fellow Alias fans...

So, I was reading a chick lit book last night and totally read this paragraph..."I usually picked up Chinese or pizza on my way home and settled in for the evening with a good book or my Alias DVDs. I love watching Sydney Bristow kick some serious bad-guy butt. Plus, that Vaughn is really easy on the eyes." I laughed. It was the last thing I expected to read in a book. Plus, it made me want to pull some of those DVDs off my shelf and watch Sydney and Vaughn because both statements about them are true : ) I also wanted to call my Alias buddies and read them the paragraph, but then I realized I was the only one who was probably up at that time of night (or early morning) and they would read it on my blog if I posted it, so that's what I did!

Long Division

I was helping a client with his math homework yesterday and he was doing long division. I forgot how much I loved long division. While he worked on one problem I could do three, so even though he only had to do the even problems, I did them all! So, I'm a nerd. I'm okay with it.

Nothing...

I've got nothing to say, I realize, but don't want to get yelled at for not posting three days in a row, so I thought I'd post a boring blog about all the nothingness that I have to say. Wow, I can't even think of nothing to write about. I don't even have the energy to make something up. I did have a quote from You've Got Mail to go along with my title, but it might be a rough paraphrase. "even still, days later, I can't think of anything to say to the bottom-dweller who recently belittled my existence." Yeah, that's not an exact quote at all. Maybe I'll watch the movie soon and correct my quote. Well, the good news is, I'm still hacking up a lung. Can't quite shake this cold. Apparently, all of my friends are ready for me to get over it because they keep telling me to quit coughing (as if I can control the relentless dry hacking where I feel like I'm going to gag myself). Maybe something exciting will happen tomorrow that I can blog about! Otherwise, you're stuck with the inane babbling of a semi-coherent individual. Lucky you!