Today I Am

So I’m back from Hawaii (post on that later). It was great. Not the sunshine, breezes, beaches, and rainbows, but the people. Everyone I met or got to know better was just great. And then I come back home. I come from 85 degrees to 35. I come from constant glistening rays of sun to a week of dreary rain. I come from feeling useful and appreciated to feeling, well useless and really meaningless. School, yay. Who cares?

IMG_0010Obviously, I don’t want to feel that way. So I’m doing something about it. Everyday I’m going to wake up and give myself an identity such as “today I am an athlete” and then go through the day with that identity in mind. Yes, it does sound dumb. But it helps, so I’m sticking to it. It’s all very humbling. Anyway, yesterday I was a baker. So I made some apple crisp to share with my friends at bible study and church. Today I was accomplishing. I drove through school, did a craft, made dinner, practiced my lines for my play, cleaned my room, and listened to a Christmas song. *gasp* I know I should wait until after Thanksgiving, but it was just so tempting. So I listened to one and that’s it.

Deadly Ever After

One of my friends Victoria recently had a birthday. To celebrate, she invited the drama group from Hallstrom over for a “play party”. Each person was given a character to be and a set of clues and information. We all arrived dress in costume and played out our roles and gathered information to figure out who murdered Sharizad. I played Rapunzel. After we solved the murder and became ourselves again, we played Mafia, “I’ve Never” and Truth or Dare. And made random videos… And ate a lot… These people are the bomb.

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USO Swing Dance

Two weekends ago was full of fun. It started off with a girl I’d never met spending the night at my house. Why? Well, I’m going to Hawaii in 12 days now, and I’ll be traveling with this girl, Kara, to visit another one of my friends, Joanna. I know, confusing and random. But aren’t all the best things? Anyway, Kara and I hit it off from the start. I love it when that happens. We three will have quite the time!

IMG_0027ESaturday was very eventful. The main event was a USO swing dance at Memorial Hall, but much had to get done before that. 9am Kara and I drove to WalMart to pick up the necessities of breakfast: coffee and bacon. 9:45am we met up with the USO group for a brunch. Homemade espressos were made and consumed. They were fabulous. 11:30am we all went thrift shopping to find navy blue pants to complete an outfit for the evening dance. We also had to get some milk so we got regular as well as chocolate; we wouldn’t want to be racist. 1:15pm we returned home and made lunch. 1:30pm I finally got to play the much talked about game, Bang! 2:45pm lunch was served. 3:30pm everyone dressed up 1940’s style, and we took a few hurried photos. 4:30pm more Bang! 6:00pm the big group went to pick up Joanna at the bus stop since she was just coming back from a trip. Kara and I had brought her dress, shoes, make-up, curling iron and hat. So when she arrived, we rushed into the community bathroom to get her ready for the dance.

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7:15pm we were off and arrived just 30mins after the doors opened and just in time for the music. Because the party doesn’t start until we walk in.

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Let me just say, I love Memorial Hall. It’s beautiful. And having everyone dressed in vintage attire and with retro hairstyles was fabulous. The dance floor was packed. And I mean packed. I haven’t been so tightly surrounded since I was riding the Beijing subways. And that’s saying a lot. After the first two dances, I stopped apologizing for stepping on people’s shoes. My black suede dancing shoes were very scuffed by the end of the night. But, you know, I really didn’t mind the crowds. It was something new. And yet so classic a feeling as well. The people, the building, and the live band really made the whole experience thrilling.

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At one point, the band played a polka. Bad idea with the number of couples. Let’s just say I barely made it out alive. And to conclude, here are some words of wisdom: avoid dancing closely to girls with tall skinny heels. It hurts when they step on you.

Classy Picnic

One of the other things on my past summer list was “have a classy picnic.” So I did. I had found a picnic basket at a garage sale and with some help made plans. The menu consisted of sparkling grape and apple juice, BLT’s, chips and hummus, fruit salad, and pumpkin bars. The perfect atmosphere was completed with classic tunes, a ukulele, old trunks, blanket, vintage styled clothes, birds flying high, and a lovely pond. The outcome = perfection in a day.

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