I didn't get to write yesterday because our internet went down. =[
And today is the last day for 31 for 21! I can't believe October is already (almost) over!
I'm going with my family today to get pumpkins and then tonight is the Harvest Festival at church. I'll be working at some booth...I have no idea what I'm doing yet. But I know who I'll be, Princess Lolly (from Candyland)!!!
yes, a large group of people are being all the characters from Candyland, I'm so excited!
(I will definately post pictures!)
I would like a vacation where all I would do is sit and read...so untill then, I will make my book list.
The Divine Embrace by Ken Gire
Mansfield Park by Jane Austen
Leota's Garden by Francine Rivers
The Shack by William P. Young
Sex God: by Rob Bell
... I can't think of any others right now.
I feel like if I think too much (or write too much) my brain will overflow and leak out the information I've worked hard to retain. So for the next few days (Thur. afternoon I'll be good-if I can make it till then) I'm going to have to stop speaking and stop thinking. I'll let you know how my new theory works.
Untitled, C-print, 30x40 ", 2006
Two cute children (with Down syndrome) dancing. =]
At the petting zoo....the iguana was Anna's favorite.
Miss Piggy was my favorite...
Well, I've been tagged (by elizabeth:)
here are the rules:
1. Link to the person that tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is UP
Here are 6 amazing(haha) things about me:
1. I love getting my eyebrows waxed. I love the pain...(odd, but true).
2. I am terrified of lizzards.
3. My favorite drinks are: 7/11 slurpees(!), diet cranberry ginger-ale, crystal light ruby red grapefruit juice, and an occasional jones soda.
4. I love to read (especially on rainy days:).
5. I'm bad at procrastinating (which means I don't procrastinate (for the most part)).
6. I can punch with my wrists really hard...it's called wristing, haha.
I will tag Anna and Sarah =]
(i'll be putting up my pictures from the Buddy Walk soon!)
This weekend, my mom, sisters, and I are participating in a Buddy Walk! The purpose of a Buddy Walk is too raise awareness and promote understanding, acceptance and inclusion of people who have Down syndrome. Buddy Walkers also raise money through sponsers and donations and those funds go toward education, advocacy programs, and research.
October is Down syndrome awareness month and the Buddy Walk is a wonderful program that gets people active and aware.
In my Diversity class, we are giving a presentation on a "new experience", and I will be talking about the Buddy Walk. I'm gonna take lots of pictures, so I'll post some up here after the walk. =]
I'm so excited!
This past weekend, my family and I went on a short vacation/business trip. (My dad went to meetings and the rest of us relaxed). It was really nice. Two of my sisters mostly hung out at the pool with "the most awesome" waterslide and lazy river. My mom, Anna Rose, and I watched a variety of tv shows such as, Hannah Montana, Full House, What not to Wear, etc. (this is a big deal because we don't have cable or anything at home). We all (minus my dad) also had a wonderful lunch with the spouces/children (those who weren't going to the meetings). And later we got shoulder/back massages! It was quite nice. =]
The hotel gave April and Charis plastics cups that they could bring to the bar and have refilled as many times as they wanted (with soda of course:). But every once in a while (when one of them didn't want to go) I would take their "kiddie" cup and go get a refill. I was a little amused though, because I waited for the man to refill my pepsi and no one and any idea that next year I could order a drink other than a soda.
That night room service sent us (free) cookies and milk. And while the milk was warm :( the cookies were possibly the best I'd ever eaten.
Our last night there was "cowboy" night and a big dinner buffet was prepared in the "ballroom" (yes, ballroom).
Here are some pictures from the trip. =]
Our lunch was packed in a cute little container=]
I had different ideas. =]
A child kicks its legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough... It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again," to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again," to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike: it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.
G. K. Chesterton
I love the cartoons by Dave Walker. Find more at http://www.weblogcartoons.com/
When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability...To be alive is to be vulnerable.
-Madeleine L'Engle, "Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art"
do you like me (better than the old one)? Check yes or no
The New Header
"words are useless! Gobble-gobble-gobble! Too much of it, darling, too much! That is why I show you my work!"
This is how I feel. Words never come out how I want. I just... they don't... I wish.....
I like art. No words.
Uhhhgg. I hate debates! My stomach hurts when people fight. I was trying to work on the computer (which is in the same room as the tv) and my little sister had to watch the debate for extra credit. I couldn't get anything done. I tried not to listen, but it's so stressful. I hate it.
(I thought of this quote from my favorite show: Gilmore Girls)
Lorelai: Love guys, Love okay? Lord of the Rings is all about the love.
little kid: nu uh(?). It's about the destruction of all mankind.
Lorelai: And who doesn't love that?
Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
I've started sketching this in my painting class. I'm not sure why I chose it though; I'm horrible at hands. But practice is good. Plus I really like the picture. I think I'll add a little color to the butterfly. I've looked up pictures of different kinds of butterlies (from flickr-links below) but I can't decide what my butterfly will look like. hmmm...
Fear less and hope more.
Judge less and accept more.
Jedidiah is for lovers
And sometimes love requires action.
For my presentation on Exceptional Education, my group showed the youtube video that I posted a few days ago. After we showed that we encouraged everyone to go to http://www.r-word.org/ and make the pledge to stop saying the word "retarded". I have never liked this word I think it can really be offensive. There are so many people that say it without trying to be mean, I know, but why joke about being "retarded". It can really hurt people's feelings and there isn't any reason for it. I think the video says it best. I hope that more people can understand the impact of that word and stop using it.
If you want to join in, go to http://www.r-word.org/ and click "pledge and be heard".
This is so inspiring! I want to do something like it.
Artists United for Christ
... a program for youth in Dallas, Texas. Founder Gwen Davis is passionate about employing art to motivate, educate, and help discipline youth.
“Statistics have shown that programs like our art program have a great impact on their minds,” says Gwen. “I’ve seen the change with these children.” ...... Gwen holds four- to six-week-long workshops in the summer for groups of 20 to 25 youth. “I can’t reiterate enough how much the attitudes of our children have changed. They were rebellious — not disciplined enough in some areas, not focused enough in some areas.”
Through the workshops, participants learn to paint landscapes, still-lifes, and abstracts. They learn they have individual worth as well as a marketable skill.
Gwen organizes art exhibits of their work and holds silent auctions. A percentage of the proceeds go into the pockets of the young artists.
To read the full article go to http://www.worldvision.org/#my_story/0 (My story- A passion for art)
(yes, I am going to continue and pretend I didn't miss two more days).
Last night, I shared some of my favorite foods from when I was little with Anna Rose. Scrambled egg with ketchup and pink milk ( or strawberry milk, which was actually my favorite untill I was about 13). I definately remembered them tasting a lot better. Anna liked them though, she woud eat some egg, then point to the pink milk. Then drink some pink milk and point to the egg. I was happy to pass on my childhood favorites.
This Sunday at Kid's Church we learned about kindness. Unfortunately, I only had three girls in my small group and we didn't have much time, but we did get some coloring done. The girls are going to give someone their artwork this week. Hopefully next week the rest of my girls will be there and we can do more.
Tonight there was a big, dark, scary storm (it was pitch black outside at 6:45 (it usually gets dark at 8 something))anyway, my mom and sisters and I decided to have a party night. We figured the lights would go off, so we were going to watch Penelope (my mom's favorite movie) on our portable dvd player, but we started with the game apples to apples.
During this game, Anna Rose crawled around on the floor and stole cards from everyone. Then she would give us cards to put in the middle. (in case you've never played this game, here's what happens: one player puts a green card in the middle, this card has a word such as: lovely. The other players have card with nouns on them, they look for something that could be described as "lovely" and they put it in the middle. Then the person who put the green card down pick up everyone's cards and chooses the one they think is best.
Anywho...Anna's card was picked twice! haha, she was so proud. She would just randomly hand us cards and we didn't know what she gave us, but they were good. Except for one time... The green card said "fragrant". We played that round and when it was over everyone said which card they had put down, there were two left (Anna snuck in two). They were: dirt and wart. haha. she obviously didn't get win that round! I was going to take a picture, but someone used my camera today and I couldn't find it. (Later, the storm lightened up a bit so we watched Penelope on our tv and made cake).
This was a good day. I got a lot done and had a nice time with my family. I'm sooo excited about the weekend. Now I'm going to go watch Pushing Daisies. =]
So, tomorrow I'm skipping two of my classes (shhh). I don't have anything due in my first class and my second class is painting and I'm almost done with my piece and I don't want to start another one yet. Therefore, tomorrow is the perfect day to skip. This has been an especially hard semester and I'm exhausted. My weekends have become "homework time" and I feel like all I do is school or homework.
At first, I was excited when I decided I would skip. I thought I would sleep in, clean my room, make some ipod cozies*, and watch the new episode of Pushing Daisies**(online). Unfortunately, I had a reality check when I remembered all the homework I have....soooo, my happy-no-school-day has become my stay-home-from-class-to-work-on-homework-day. This weekend should be good though because my BFF is coming home and I'll get to hang out with her. =]
So***, I will just get up at the regular time I usually wake up and get my homework done and maybe squeeze some happy things in after.
Now that I've probably completely bored you with my oh so exciting life...I will end with this.
This is the life. Hold on tight.
And this is the dream. It's all I
need. You never know where
you'll find it. And I'm gonna
take my time, yeah. I'm still
getting it right.This is the Life ****
*** I need a new transition word
Well, I'm now an official part of the The 2nd Annual 31 for 21 Challenge!
It is a challenge to blog every day of October (31) and raise awareness for Down syndrome (or Trisomy 21). Yes, I am 6 days behind, but i just found out about it. =]
I'm excited for 3 reasons:
#1. my little sister (Anna Rose) has Down syndrome (so it gives me a good excuse to talk about her :)
#2. I just did a huge research project on Exceptional Education, so I'm brimming with knowledge. haha.
#3. My family and I are going to be in a Buddy walk in a couple weekends which also "promote acceptance and inclusion of people with Down syndrome." http://www.buddywalk.org/
One of my all time favorite books: Windows of the Soul by Ken Gire.
I have read it so many times and each time I'm deeply moved. It changed the way I look at things. Ken Gire definitely writes from the eyes of an artist. He looks closer at things and sees the heart of God in new and beautiful ways. The book talks about letting God speak to us through different windows of the soul and how to see those windows through different areas of life. Through nature, poetry, art, children, music. This book is so inspiring and it reminds me that we can see God's presence everywhere.
Correction: I would like strawberries if they would come with Ned. =]
(I love Pushing Daisies!)
I'm so excited. I teach a small group of 3rd and 4th grade girls on Sunday mornings at Children's Church and we are going over the fruit of the spirit. I'm ready for kindness! I'm going to encourage them to be artsy and draw pictures and randomly give them to people as encouragement. I'll take pictures to document how it goes!
If kindness were a real fruit I wonder what it would be...maybe a strawberry. I don't really like to eat strawberries (I know, I know), but I think they are very pretty. hmmm.
My friend bought me this for my birthday because she said that I "do all things with love." :*)
I am so glad that this was something she saw in me. It's pretty important.