A New Hobby...

Well, folks, meself hath returned for a short time, thanks to "literature obsessed". My topic shall be on my new interest, namely, yodeling.
THE HISTORY OF YODELING:
Yodeling originated in the Alps in the region where Austria is now located. It was used by shepherds to communicate over long distances through the mountains. Now, it is a kind of singing.
TYPES OF YODELING:
Originally, yodeling songs went along with lyrics of the languages of people living in the region around the Alps. These include German, of course, which I have always taken a particular interest in. There are also Cowboy yodeling songs. The name is self-explanatory :)
I'll give you a link for the two kinds of yodeling...
First, the German song, "Einen Jodler hor i gern" ("The pleasant Yodler I hear" or something like that) by Franzl Lang: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=67rc96joOz8
Next is a Cowboy yodeling song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LybSS4amIS0&NR=1
This is sung here cowboy style, but I think the song was originally Swiss...:D

Next, I attempt to teach you all to yodel!!
Here's a preview of Lesson 1:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbOB3bu_pag&feature=related

Compassion International.

Well, today I made a big step. I am now sponsoring a young woman in Haiti.
Her name is Islande Frederic and she is only a month younger than me.
I had been thinking about something to do to spread God's goodness, and since my landlord is a spokesperson for Compassion, I saw the brochures just lying on the table. I flipped through them, and when I saw her, I knew that this was what the Lord wanted me to do.
I have yet to fill out the information about myself and write her the first letter, but I really am glad that I am going to make a difference in somebody's life.
I'm not saying this is for everyone, but for 48$ a month, you can improve a persons life. Think about it.

Posting more often!

I have decided that this blog needs more posts. Therefore,I am dedicating myself to writing at least once a week and hopefully every other day.
That being said, here is the first post of the new resolution. I will share some of my favorite tv shows, books, movies, music and bands.
TV SHOWS
Bones
Criminal Minds
Numb3rs
21 Jumpstreet
NCIS
The Unit
Psych
White Collar
Billy the Exterminator
BOOKS
Fireproof
The Hunger Games
The Outsiders
Shape of Mercy
Through the Fire
MOVIES
My Moms New Boyfriend
Equilibrium
Pandorum
Pirates of the Carribean
Man of the House
Blades of Glory
She's the Man
MUSIC
Country
Pop Rock
Christian Worship
BANDS
Thriving Ivory
Rihanna
The Band Perry
Carrie Underwood
Fernando Ortega
Tenth Avenue North
Akon

And to finish, some things about me most people don't know:
I love Pretzels.
I HATE the smell and taste of Pineapple. In fact, the smell makes me me nauseous.
My favorite restaurant is Olive Garden.

Hope this wasn't boring!

Life goes on.

Well, since I've moved out I have been busier than I've ever been! Really.
I am involved in my youth group every other Saturday night, and every Sunday I go to a disciple group. I work 6 days a week M-ST. and then there is church on Sunday. I try to hang out with my ex-school friends. Then I do things like local football games, shopping at local stores and meeting with people at the local diner. WHEW!
I have realized that in all my busy-ness I still have managed to make time for God. I am working through a devotional book by Elizabeth George. It's all about Gods promises to us and I'm really enjoying it.
This weekend I was really on the run. Friday thru Saturday went like this. Work, drama, cafe w/friends, sleep, up at 7:30 to work, looong day at work (Saturday) then off to a football game, walk 3 miles home, scarf dinner, to youth group,home late, sleep,then off to church at 10. Later that day I went to my discipleship group,then came back and ran to the store. I am exhausted. I thought weekends were for relaxing; but even after I got home today I had to do laundry, shred financial papers, put winter blankets on my bed, dust, neaten up and finally get on the computer.
FALL IS SO BUSY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Venting.

I shall use this lovely blog to vent my feelings. Isn't that what it's for, anyway?? Well as you all are aware (if indeed you are between the ages of four and seventeen) school begins this week. Tomorrow, actually. And I am not looking forward to it. Why? Take a guess. WRONG!! It is not because I normally hate school and homework and learning. It's not my fave thing to do, but it's not so bad either. Except this year.
Senior year. The "grand finale." Well I haven't started it yet and I am already hating the stupid question: "What are you planning to do after this year?" DIE IMBICILE!!!!!! Ok, so they're just curious. But I'm still sick of saying, "I DON"T KNOW I DON'T KNOW I DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!" I hate not knowing. I feel like a bum. A big one, at that. And I don't relish the idea of college either. All those papers you have to write, business, away from home, staying up late, studying constantly, and spending too much money. Ugh. If I had an idea, then it would be a lot easier. But I think I'm much too simple for all these lofty goals and top-notch education....yet it seems a pity to not use my intellect. Then I think, I don't have to use my brains for THAT kind of stuff, it could be something else that requires intelligence. Something I would enjoy. But what?? I prefer using brawn to brains, and nature to stuffy indoors, art to math, etc etc. I want to help people, but I'm timid and unassertive and HATE meeting new people. I know God has a plan, but if I don't know what it is how do I keep going on in uncertainty? Surely if I was supposed to do something that requires college I should be working on that instead of wallowing in indecision? Or maybe I'm supposed to do something totally different and college would be a huge waste of time and money and energy? Too many questions. No answers. Except that I still need to trust God. But what do I do in the meantime???

Thing are changing

Wow....since graduating high school(hallaujah!!!!!!!!!!!!)a lot of things have changed. I'm now working full time--leading to no social life;(, changed churches from conservative presbyterian to non-denominational, and am now in the process of moving out.
As you've seen from my previous post, family life hasn't been that great. As much as I wrote down, there is still much more I could tell. A person can read about how horrible another persons life is, but can never fully comprehend how living that life feels. All the nitty gritty details can get into the open wounds and things that wouldn't necessarily irk someone can turn into the worst nightmares. I have many good friends that know the whole story of my life, how bad things truly are. But with all due respect to them as they are my greatest friends, they will never know how it feels to live the life I have been. They will never know how much my emotions have been tossed around, how mothers can do things to their kids and then blame it on something/someone else. And I myself could never fully understand how yet another persons life has been wrecked even with all my experience. The point is, things change and sometimes the people who are in the middle of the change can feel so alone even if someone knows everything.
Moving out is something I've literally always known I'd do. I'm talking about moving out before I was expected too. People move out for all different reasons, they all move out of their parents house eventually. But I've been planning this for years, I've been making the decisions for three months. Everything has been set for about a month now but it doesn't get easier. Telling your parents your leaving is never easy, no matter how much you hate them. It is ingrained in all of us to respect our parents and one doesn't give that up easily.
I know that this Thursday I'm moving out. Period. Nothing will change my mind on that. It's happening, but it won't be fun or easy. Now lets see how God gets me through that.

Experiment Results

Well the experiment was a week or so ago, but I'm sure you're still wondering how they turned out. So here we go.
The cookies were...really gooey still. Only the very top layer was "properly" cooked. The rest was still raw. So, I put a bunch of them into each of the little bowls you will see in the pictures. Then my family ate them like that, and it was good! The leftover cookie dough I rolled into little balls and froze them to eat as snacks here and there.
So the experiment did not go the way I had hoped, but I cannot complain, since no matter what happened they'd still be edible and yummy!
By the way, in one of the pictures you will see a fly in the corner of the pan. Do not worry - he did not pollute the cookies, he only drowned in the melted butter puddle. Of course, his main goal was probably the cookie, however, the puddle stopped him from successfully executing his evil plot! Mwahahahaa!!