Saturday, October 30, 2010

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Upside

Some upsides of being sick:

1) It's an ab work-out.
2) My forty hour week just turned into a six hour week.
3) My Thursday evening is now cleared for band practice.

That's about all I got.


Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Cones, Creepin' and College

I ran over an orange cone in the parking lot last night as I was leaving work. I had no idea it was under my car until it flew out while I was on Enterprise and into a construction zone where it 'just-so-happened' to sit itself straight back up in line with all the other orange cones. Needless to say, it worked out well.

On my way back to work this afternoon, that same cone was on the side of road, sitting on top some sort of electrical unit, displaying its road marks proudly. So okay: it didn't work out as well as I had thought.

I felt somewhat shameful.


The new job is going very well. I only work 20 hours this week which is split up into three 4-hour shifts and one 8-hour shift. Much to my surprise, I find myself actually enjoying talking to people over the phone - especially when they have British accents. I may or may not have shown some creeper-status symptoms by remembering the name of the British man I spoke with this evening. He ordered an Italian wool Ludlow three-button suit jacket with center vent (size 36) and matching Italian wool Ludlow pant (size 31/32, uncuffed) in heather charcoal.

Ah! I know, I I remembered more than just his name....(he lives in New York City......on Broadway......and he needed his suit over-nighted because he was 'leaving the country'. I might have waived his shipping & handling).

 I have a good memory is all. That's all I'm getting at. No Sleepless in Seattle here. Or facebook stalking.
He's probably super lame anyhow.

Moving on.

I had the chance to have a meeting with one of my Bible professors this morning whom I highly, highly admire. We talked about a ton of different things: Greek, hermeneutics, 1 Timothy 2:15, gender roles, teaching, ministry, the differences between 'boys', 'guys', and 'men', dating/courting (oh, semantics), and possible seminary choices (I'm leaning towards Southeastern, but we'll see).

Oh, yeah. We talked about my research paper too.
I'm excited to write it. Yeah. I said it. Excited.

Maybe I can do this whole college thing afterall.

Until next time,

My Recommended Reading for you this week:
Ascertaining Women’s God-Ordained Roles:
An Interpretation of 1 Timothy 2:15

by Andreas Köstenberger


Sunday, October 10, 2010

A Short Summary and Tautology

I bombed a Greek exam and failed to turn in a book report.
I also adopted a kitten and worked 30 hours.

My future is growing dim; I can see it fading before my very own eyes. I'm one step closer to becoming that lonely, undesirable, crazy cat lady who buys cashmere for her cat: incompetent when it comes to sustaining any kind of relationship, let alone a romantic one because she flunked out of college and ended up in a call-center 50 hours a week for the rest of her sad, pathetic, feline ridden life.

So, okay: I over-exaggerate.
I also use rhetorical tautology a lot.

I'm exhausted.


Monday, October 4, 2010

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Teresa Ann Design

My mom is one of the most talented and crafty people I know. She always made me the most adorable clothes growing up (dresses with puff sleeves, please and thank you) and when puff sleeves weren't cool anymore, she'd recreate my favorite red carpet dresses for me to wear to homecoming and prom. My bed adorns a handmade quilt she made me years ago out of all the scraps of fabric left over from those childhood dresses (again: handquilted). She knits and crochets the most adorable baby clothes, blankets, and accessories, and lately she's been creating these gorgeous aprons.


I can't let my mother's talents be confined within the four walls of her house anymore, and with Christmas coming up, it's the perfect time to start taking her talents to the cyber world (trust me, handmade goods are always a hit). I'm still not entirely sure how to do that exactly, but I figured I'd start here.
Introducing Teresa Cline's amazingness...



Friday, October 1, 2010

The Rebound

Dad called me last night to tell me that the cat he got me for my 10th birthday has been gone since Tuesday evening.

Listen: the last thing I want is for you to think that I'm some sort of crazy cat lady, but I really, really, really loved that cat.

She was my pillow for every single heartbreak I've ever had, and she always knew when I was sick or upset. Every time I'd come home from Lynchburg, I'd pull up the driveway, get out of my car and she'd come running towards me so excited, hardly being able to get out a significant meow.

I knew she didn't have much longer left, but I just hate the thought that she's just out there laying in the woods somewhere. After 12 years, I wish we could've at least buried her. My poor girl.


So now that I've proven how pathetic I am, I might as well embrace it and introduce you to the rebound I adopted today:

I named him Jack after C.S. Lewis, but I fancy that I'll be calling him "Mr. Lewis" a lot as well.

He can't come home with us until they neuter him, so we'll be picking him up on Thursday. I'll probably visit him every day until then.

Like I said. Pathetic.



I know that a lot of people aren't "cat" people, in fact, I'm not even really a "cat" person myself...but...

Oh, gosh....

So my cat died. And I'm super sad about it. There. I said it.