So, for those that don't know, I'm in Colorado with the 2010 Seniors of LCA. They asked me to come with them. I think it's so they can make fun of me when I'm shivering to death on the side of a mountain above 10,000 feet. Maybe they just hate me. I'm not sure yet.
Tonight we found out that we have to be on the road by 6:50 AM. We were on the road this morning at 6:30 AM! I think they might just hate me.
AND we found out tonight some of the rapids we're doing tomorrow will be Level 5 with the water at 34F. Yeah, they must hate me.
Oh, we will be on the river for 6 HOURS! SIX HOURS! In 34F water. It is definite. They hate me.
The other female sponsor and I looked at each other and said we were sure we did NOT sign a waiver that said anything about Level 5 rapids and 6 hours of ice cold melted snow.
Even the guy sponsors were looking a little green around the gills. In fact, I'm pretty sure Chrasta's eyes just about popped out of his head a couple of times.
So, think about me tomorrow as I'm freezing and bouncing and holding on for dear life.
And then think about me while I'm up on a mountain at timberline freezing in my little tent due to the fact that a bunch of punk kids hate me.
Supposedly I will get to come back down the mountain to warmer weather Wednesday evening if that bunch of punk kids who hate me will shove my aching body into the van.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Sitting down and talking with Chap Stique
My interview with Chap Stique is here. No, I do not call him that in real life. I think that would be just way too weird.
For those of you that aren't Chappy fans - the nickname comes from the fact that he is "addicted" to lip balm. I don't call him Chappy either.
And, once again, he is married.
This post led to the one about him being married.
Why did I feel the need to type all of the above? I have no idea.
I was very excited to find out he is involved with Blood:Water Mission and Free The Slaves.
Don't know if anyone's has noticed, but slavery and poverty really push my buttons.
So, I thank my friend for helping get the word out about two very heartbreaking issues and some ways people are trying to tackle the problems.
For those of you that aren't Chappy fans - the nickname comes from the fact that he is "addicted" to lip balm. I don't call him Chappy either.
And, once again, he is married.
This post led to the one about him being married.
Why did I feel the need to type all of the above? I have no idea.
I was very excited to find out he is involved with Blood:Water Mission and Free The Slaves.
Don't know if anyone's has noticed, but slavery and poverty really push my buttons.
So, I thank my friend for helping get the word out about two very heartbreaking issues and some ways people are trying to tackle the problems.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
My cousin is having a party!
My cousin, Lezlee, is having a party over at her blog. She does a great job repurposing stuff into beautiful useful stuff. And she's asked others to show their stuff.
Okay, that's enough stuff.
So, the following are a few things that we've repurposed around here.
When my oldest was moving into a dorm room, we took cork trivets and turned them into tiny bulletin boards. Then she took another set and turned them into art.
Then, there's the cat I made awhile back. I like my cat a lot. It is the only kind of cat I can have. My husband and two of my kids are allergic to cats and my dogs would probably have heart attacks if a cat entered the scene.
Can you tell it's made with all found objects? That's a pop top thingy from a can for the mouth. The whiskers might be telephone wires. The Blue Jay feather is from our yard. The Texas rabies tag came from one of the dogs. A copper pipe forms the tail that is attached to an old Mexican vanilla bottle. I found a broken beer bottle in the park which became ears for the muchly abused baseball.
Okay, that's enough stuff.
So, the following are a few things that we've repurposed around here.
When my oldest was moving into a dorm room, we took cork trivets and turned them into tiny bulletin boards. Then she took another set and turned them into art.
Then, there's the cat I made awhile back. I like my cat a lot. It is the only kind of cat I can have. My husband and two of my kids are allergic to cats and my dogs would probably have heart attacks if a cat entered the scene.
Can you tell it's made with all found objects? That's a pop top thingy from a can for the mouth. The whiskers might be telephone wires. The Blue Jay feather is from our yard. The Texas rabies tag came from one of the dogs. A copper pipe forms the tail that is attached to an old Mexican vanilla bottle. I found a broken beer bottle in the park which became ears for the muchly abused baseball.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Two graduations in one day
Here are the two punks that caused last Friday to be crazy, crazy. Okay, so maybe it isn't their fault that their graduations fell on the same day. 
I asked Haley if she could ask Baylor to let her be the first to walk across, but she didn't think that would work. So, she was in the last school and one of the last to walk. YEA! Not.
The major storm that blew through Texas didn't help traffic on I-35. And the fact that we had to drive through Dallas during rush hour didn't help.
We barely pulled into the parking lot a tiny bit before 7 for Corinn's graduation. I would have been a bawling mass of blech if we had been late. Not only was Corinn walking, but also all my babies I taught as Freshmen.
I enjoyed President Garland's speech at the Baylor Commencement. Maybe I can find a copy to post. But, my mind went numb after the 285 thousand name was read before Haley's.
Scott's talk was excellent as always. Hearing him speak is always a joy. I'm glad the Seniors chose him for their speaker. And Mrs. Rice for Teacher of the Year. Both were great choices.
By the time we made it to Micah and Corinn's party my legs were rubber and my exhaustion complete. I told Debbie if she found me curled up somewhere in her house to not wake me up.
This is what one looks like after attending two graduations in two different cities two hours apart with storms, rush hour, and emotions thrown in.
I asked Haley if she could ask Baylor to let her be the first to walk across, but she didn't think that would work. So, she was in the last school and one of the last to walk. YEA! Not.
The major storm that blew through Texas didn't help traffic on I-35. And the fact that we had to drive through Dallas during rush hour didn't help.
We barely pulled into the parking lot a tiny bit before 7 for Corinn's graduation. I would have been a bawling mass of blech if we had been late. Not only was Corinn walking, but also all my babies I taught as Freshmen.
I enjoyed President Garland's speech at the Baylor Commencement. Maybe I can find a copy to post. But, my mind went numb after the 285 thousand name was read before Haley's.
Scott's talk was excellent as always. Hearing him speak is always a joy. I'm glad the Seniors chose him for their speaker. And Mrs. Rice for Teacher of the Year. Both were great choices.
By the time we made it to Micah and Corinn's party my legs were rubber and my exhaustion complete. I told Debbie if she found me curled up somewhere in her house to not wake me up.
This is what one looks like after attending two graduations in two different cities two hours apart with storms, rush hour, and emotions thrown in.
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