My mind has been stretched to its limit over the past couple of weeks. I have so many things bouncing around my head that it's hard for me to focus on whatever task or activity I'm doing at that moment. It's not so much of me being unable to multi task, but it's more of me not being able to stay out of my head. I'm being haunted with the realization that life as I know it is about to change.
I believe everyone goes through these mental battles as certain deadlines approach. I remember similar feelings before both of my graduations. I bet fiances experience this inner turmoil as their wedding date approaches. Also, when couples know the arrival of their first born is only a few months away. Yet, I bet it's not as dramatic as someone who can see the end of their life approaching; I wouldn't be able to fathom what is racing through your mind after coming to that realization. Luckily, I am just being badgered with the knowledge that I'm about to move.
There are so many things that I want to do before I leave. There are so many people that I want to see and spend time with. There are also a few situations that I want resolved. I want to take full advantage of the 3 hour drive from OKC to Dallas/Gunter and the 5 hour drive from OKC to Lubbock; after the move, both of these drives are doubled. It's not that I want more time, and it's not that I don't want to go. I am super anxious and extremely eager to move; I am ready to further my career. I just want to make the best of the time that I have left here in OKC.
Anyways, keep me in your prayers. Pray that I find peace during this whole situation and that it doesn't distract me too much. Also, continue to support me with the decision discussed in my previous blog.
About Me
- ChadMD
- My name is Chad Davis. I am the creation of my Lord and Savior, I am the son of Marilyn Davis and the late Carl Davis, I am the brother of Gregory Carl Davis, I am a husband to the amazing Tara Davis, and I am a friend to many; all of which put up with me and keep me in-line. I am grateful and blessed to have such an amazing cast of characters in my life. Without them, I would have nothing to write about.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Let Me Explain
(I know this is long. I've been writing this post all day so I don't expect you to read it all at one time; or even read it at all. This is mostly an explanation for myself. Things that I want to get off my chest and put in writing so that I can look back later and know what was going through my head at this point in my life. Whether you read it all or not, its not important.)
I took a couple of weeks off from blogging because I needed a break. I was running out of ideas, I was busy with work, and I was tired of being transparent when all I wanted to do was hide. This summer was tough on me. It wasn't physically tough unless you consider going out of town every weekend tough, but I thought that part was pretty fun. It's all the other things that were tough on me; the things I was trying to hide from or just plain ignore. Let me explain:
My game plan for this summer was to take time to get closer to God. That did not happen. Actually, the exact opposite happened. To be brutally honest, I knew it was going to happen; you could even say that some sick part of me wanted it to happen. I know that sounds slightly sadistic to any normal Christian. However, if you know me in the slightest, then you know I haven't ever claimed to be normal in any aspect of my life. At the beginning of the summer, there were a few changes that threw my world off balance. Let me explain:
A couple of weeks ago, we had a small group discussion about the pillars of your Christianity, and one of the pillars was earthly relationships you form that are pivotal in your relationship with Christ. Thinking about this, there are three recent relationships that stick out the most to me. Doug, Bonnie, and Dave. Doug was the college pastor that I've been assisting over the past 2 years. At the beginning of summer, Doug found out that he was going to take a different job at a different church in a different town, and he would be leaving the OKC area. There should be no explanation needed about what happened with the Bonnie relationship at the beginning of the summer. And lastly, Dave went to work at a camp for the entire summer. This left me in an awkward position. Let me explain:
For the first time in my life, I was going to be alone. Absolutely and completely alone. After about 2 days of solitaire, I came to a realization. I can't be alone. I am not one of those people who enjoy their own company. I actually (along with many others) find myself to be quite annoying. Anyways, this is when I canned the idea that I was going to stay by myself this summer. I started leaving every weekend and finding new friends for the weekdays; pretty much, doing anything that involved a social scene. With all if my socializing, this put God on the back shelf. Exactly where I wanted Him. Let me explain:
In all three of my pillar relationships, I felt like it was expected of me to be a "good" Christian. More than that, I felt like it was my responsibility to be close to God. It felt like I had to give off this morally, Christian persona, or else, someone was going to be disappointed in me. Again, I am just saying how I felt, I know that this was not actually expected of me by any of these three. I also know that they would probably scold me for not telling them that this is what I was thinking. All the same, I felt like I was getting closer to God more because they were wanting me to and less because I was wanting to. This is the part that bible scholars would frown on; I decided to push God away. Let me explain:
I was telling a friend that I wanted to get to a point where I was so broken that all there was left to do was turn to God; on my own accord. I wanted to come back to God in complete surrender, knowing that there was no where else to turn, knowing that I was coming to Him because I wanted Him and not because I felt pressured to come to Him. I wanted to get to a point where I yearned for more Jesus in my life and didn't care if there was room for anything else. I finally hit that point. The other day I broke down. Let me explain:
I finally got to the point where I missed God so much that I was ashamed of how I had been treating Him over the past 3 months. I know that this entire blog is supposed to be an explanation, but there is no explanation for the way that I broke down. At least no earthly explanation. It had to of been all spiritual because I am quite positive there is nothing on this earth moving enough to make me cry, and I had tears rolling down my face. This was my sign. I now want God front and center. I want to eliminate everything that distracts me from His amazing grace.
Grace. Again, I am so undeserving, and it's ridiculous how He offers it so freely. It's unexplainable.
I took a couple of weeks off from blogging because I needed a break. I was running out of ideas, I was busy with work, and I was tired of being transparent when all I wanted to do was hide. This summer was tough on me. It wasn't physically tough unless you consider going out of town every weekend tough, but I thought that part was pretty fun. It's all the other things that were tough on me; the things I was trying to hide from or just plain ignore. Let me explain:
My game plan for this summer was to take time to get closer to God. That did not happen. Actually, the exact opposite happened. To be brutally honest, I knew it was going to happen; you could even say that some sick part of me wanted it to happen. I know that sounds slightly sadistic to any normal Christian. However, if you know me in the slightest, then you know I haven't ever claimed to be normal in any aspect of my life. At the beginning of the summer, there were a few changes that threw my world off balance. Let me explain:
A couple of weeks ago, we had a small group discussion about the pillars of your Christianity, and one of the pillars was earthly relationships you form that are pivotal in your relationship with Christ. Thinking about this, there are three recent relationships that stick out the most to me. Doug, Bonnie, and Dave. Doug was the college pastor that I've been assisting over the past 2 years. At the beginning of summer, Doug found out that he was going to take a different job at a different church in a different town, and he would be leaving the OKC area. There should be no explanation needed about what happened with the Bonnie relationship at the beginning of the summer. And lastly, Dave went to work at a camp for the entire summer. This left me in an awkward position. Let me explain:
For the first time in my life, I was going to be alone. Absolutely and completely alone. After about 2 days of solitaire, I came to a realization. I can't be alone. I am not one of those people who enjoy their own company. I actually (along with many others) find myself to be quite annoying. Anyways, this is when I canned the idea that I was going to stay by myself this summer. I started leaving every weekend and finding new friends for the weekdays; pretty much, doing anything that involved a social scene. With all if my socializing, this put God on the back shelf. Exactly where I wanted Him. Let me explain:
In all three of my pillar relationships, I felt like it was expected of me to be a "good" Christian. More than that, I felt like it was my responsibility to be close to God. It felt like I had to give off this morally, Christian persona, or else, someone was going to be disappointed in me. Again, I am just saying how I felt, I know that this was not actually expected of me by any of these three. I also know that they would probably scold me for not telling them that this is what I was thinking. All the same, I felt like I was getting closer to God more because they were wanting me to and less because I was wanting to. This is the part that bible scholars would frown on; I decided to push God away. Let me explain:
I was telling a friend that I wanted to get to a point where I was so broken that all there was left to do was turn to God; on my own accord. I wanted to come back to God in complete surrender, knowing that there was no where else to turn, knowing that I was coming to Him because I wanted Him and not because I felt pressured to come to Him. I wanted to get to a point where I yearned for more Jesus in my life and didn't care if there was room for anything else. I finally hit that point. The other day I broke down. Let me explain:
I finally got to the point where I missed God so much that I was ashamed of how I had been treating Him over the past 3 months. I know that this entire blog is supposed to be an explanation, but there is no explanation for the way that I broke down. At least no earthly explanation. It had to of been all spiritual because I am quite positive there is nothing on this earth moving enough to make me cry, and I had tears rolling down my face. This was my sign. I now want God front and center. I want to eliminate everything that distracts me from His amazing grace.
Grace. Again, I am so undeserving, and it's ridiculous how He offers it so freely. It's unexplainable.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Bitter Sweet
Today, I am traveling to Conway, Arkansas. In the coming months, there will be many trips like this one, and in the coming year, I will travel this road many more times. I am moving to Conway. For the next few months, I will be training with our outside salesmen and spending a lot of time in the Arkansas area. I am super excited about this opportunity and cannot wait to start over again.
Start over again. I am getting used to this. Within the last five years, I've started from scratch on numerous occasions. I'm not just talking about picking up and moving, but I've started over in many other areas of my life as well. Almost all of these instances have been for the best. I do enjoy starting from scratch, and I hope that this won't be the last time. More than anything, I enjoy meeting new people and going new places. It's easy for me to make friends because I can blend in or get along with just about any crowd.
There aren't many bad things at all about moving to Conway, but the worst part is having to leave all my friends in Oklahoma. It's a bitter sweet feeling knowing that I get this amazing chance to work on my career, but I have to say bye to all of the awesome people that I've met over the past 3 years. The good thing is that I' ll still be based out of our Oklahoma office and will get to visit often. It's not set in stone when I'm moving for good or for how long I'll be in Arkansas, but before I go for good, I plan on spending as much time as possible with my friends.
I do know that it will be good for me to get to start over again. I think I've come to a point to where I needed something to change, and a change of scenery is probably the best possible solution. All I know is that this opportunity could not have come at a better time. There is no logical explanation for the way that events and the timing could have fallen in the right place; other than God's control.
It's good to know God is in control.
Start over again. I am getting used to this. Within the last five years, I've started from scratch on numerous occasions. I'm not just talking about picking up and moving, but I've started over in many other areas of my life as well. Almost all of these instances have been for the best. I do enjoy starting from scratch, and I hope that this won't be the last time. More than anything, I enjoy meeting new people and going new places. It's easy for me to make friends because I can blend in or get along with just about any crowd.
There aren't many bad things at all about moving to Conway, but the worst part is having to leave all my friends in Oklahoma. It's a bitter sweet feeling knowing that I get this amazing chance to work on my career, but I have to say bye to all of the awesome people that I've met over the past 3 years. The good thing is that I' ll still be based out of our Oklahoma office and will get to visit often. It's not set in stone when I'm moving for good or for how long I'll be in Arkansas, but before I go for good, I plan on spending as much time as possible with my friends.
I do know that it will be good for me to get to start over again. I think I've come to a point to where I needed something to change, and a change of scenery is probably the best possible solution. All I know is that this opportunity could not have come at a better time. There is no logical explanation for the way that events and the timing could have fallen in the right place; other than God's control.
It's good to know God is in control.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Just A Thought...
Here are some interesting thoughts for you today...
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no Internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
There is a great need for sarcasm font.
I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
How are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
I would rather try to carry 20 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier and sluttier every year?
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Crap!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no Internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
There is a great need for sarcasm font.
I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
How are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
I would rather try to carry 20 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier and sluttier every year?
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Crap!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Hold Strong, Little Beaver
Last night, I passed up all opportunities to leave my house, and I just stayed in. My roommates both had agendas or found something to do, but I opted out of everything. I wasn't sitting back and relaxing, though. I wasn't working on projects around the house. I wasn't even listening to Twili... err I mean a really good book on tape either. I was in my bed. I wan't sleeping or sick. I was hiding.
I was hiding under the covers as if there was a monster in the closet about to get me. I wasn't hiding from a person or a thunderstorm. No, I was hiding from my day. Yesterday, was the weirdest, most (and yes I'm going to use this word and all explain why in a second) emotional day I have had in a very, very long time. It had its ups, downs, arounds; everything you could ever want out of an emotional roller coaster.
It seems that the blog demons were after me yesterday. If you recall, I just wrote a blog about my emotionless soul (soul? I don't know, just go with it). Well, yesterday, it seems that there was some supernatural force out to get me. If you are curious about the exact events, I will be more than happy to share them with you on a more private network, but right now, I'm just going to run you through my emotional-jungle-gym of a day.
The day started off with a panic. Then, went to a depression and betrayal stage. I spent some time in this stage and experienced some of the other goodies like confusion, anger, worry, etc. Then, in an instant, I was lifted to an unexpected high. A woman (or a very pansy, eye-beaverless man) would have probably cried with joy in this situation. This brought on feelings of excitement, joy, anticipation, anxiousness etc. Next, I had a conversation that brought on remorse, sadness, and sorrow. Then, I just went and hid for the rest of the night.
I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted the day to end, and to get to start all over. Today, as I look back, and not just on yesterday but over the past year or so, I can see movements and events that were far beyond my control. Experiences, relationships, activities, pretty much everything, all came to a new meaning yesterday. Now that the smoke has cleared and the dust has settled, I can see God's undeniable presence throughout each and every occurrence over the past year.
I had no clue what was going on at the time, nor did I even recognize God's hand, but looking back now, I cannot deny that God was in control. (English teachers, get ready for the run-on) I wrote a blog about me feeling like I was in one of those situations where you know something big is taking place but you have no clue what it is, and you have to feel kind of dormant for a while before it becomes clear (read the blog here). Well yesterday, it all came clear. Isn't it awesome to know that God, is in control?! Even when we have no clue what's going on or why things are happening, God is in control. Its amazing to get to look back and see where He carried us through the rough parts, and to understand why our own agendas were knocked off course. And actually be thankful that things didn't work out the way we wanted.
God is good. I am happy.
I was hiding under the covers as if there was a monster in the closet about to get me. I wasn't hiding from a person or a thunderstorm. No, I was hiding from my day. Yesterday, was the weirdest, most (and yes I'm going to use this word and all explain why in a second) emotional day I have had in a very, very long time. It had its ups, downs, arounds; everything you could ever want out of an emotional roller coaster.
It seems that the blog demons were after me yesterday. If you recall, I just wrote a blog about my emotionless soul (soul? I don't know, just go with it). Well, yesterday, it seems that there was some supernatural force out to get me. If you are curious about the exact events, I will be more than happy to share them with you on a more private network, but right now, I'm just going to run you through my emotional-jungle-gym of a day.
The day started off with a panic. Then, went to a depression and betrayal stage. I spent some time in this stage and experienced some of the other goodies like confusion, anger, worry, etc. Then, in an instant, I was lifted to an unexpected high. A woman (or a very pansy, eye-beaverless man) would have probably cried with joy in this situation. This brought on feelings of excitement, joy, anticipation, anxiousness etc. Next, I had a conversation that brought on remorse, sadness, and sorrow. Then, I just went and hid for the rest of the night.
I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted the day to end, and to get to start all over. Today, as I look back, and not just on yesterday but over the past year or so, I can see movements and events that were far beyond my control. Experiences, relationships, activities, pretty much everything, all came to a new meaning yesterday. Now that the smoke has cleared and the dust has settled, I can see God's undeniable presence throughout each and every occurrence over the past year.
I had no clue what was going on at the time, nor did I even recognize God's hand, but looking back now, I cannot deny that God was in control. (English teachers, get ready for the run-on) I wrote a blog about me feeling like I was in one of those situations where you know something big is taking place but you have no clue what it is, and you have to feel kind of dormant for a while before it becomes clear (read the blog here). Well yesterday, it all came clear. Isn't it awesome to know that God, is in control?! Even when we have no clue what's going on or why things are happening, God is in control. Its amazing to get to look back and see where He carried us through the rough parts, and to understand why our own agendas were knocked off course. And actually be thankful that things didn't work out the way we wanted.
God is good. I am happy.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
My Eye Beaver
You probably can't tell, but on the surface, I'm not a real emotional person. You wouldn't know this from my writing because I'm kind of a pansy when I write, but I get some kind of emotional release from blogging or journaling. A lot of people criticise me for blogging, but I think it's good for me; almost therapeutic. When I write, it's about the only way you could ever really tell what kind of mood I'm in. When I'm around people, I can fake a happy persona, but it's hard for me to write about merry and jolly things when I'm not feeling up to it.
I don't really let my feelings show unless I'm happy. Actually, it's abnormal if you see me with something other than a blissful attitude. I often claim that it's the only emotion that I'm capable of having, but that isn't true; it's just the only emotion I ever show. If I'm ever feeling anything other than happiness, you generally won't know because I always have a smile on no matter what inner turmoils I may be going through. However, I do get silent when I'm too tired to put up a front.
And then, there are the emotions that I dread. I call these the relational hazards. Almost every girl I've dated has mentioned something about my lack of emotions. I can't really get romantic or apologetic or jealous or smitten or regretful or embarrassed or whatever other emotions a relational roller coaster is supposed to take you through. The worst is trying to act surprised. I know that I'm supposed to make some kind of gesture that shows how shocked I am, but my efforts aren't always convincing. Although, one good thing about this is that I don't ever get mad.
On top of everything, I don't cry. Ever. Does this make me cold? I don't think so, but if you ever want me to show you some kind of compassion, don't expect to see tears running down my cheeks. It's not like I hold these feelings off or I fight back tears; they just don't come. If anything, I push for these emotions. I want to cry, but every time I feel moved enough to sob it just stops and goes away. I usually end up going into this coughing, choking mode because I have this lump in my throat but no way to let it out. However, I'm the king of the lip-quiver. If I ever start to open up about something really moving in front of a crowd, you can bet on my lip shaking. But no tears. I've tried to get them to roll, but it's like a tiny eye beaver built up a dam in my tear ducts. Is that a medical term; Eye Beavers?
Anyways, I do hope that some day all this will change. Maybe, it'll take some catastrophic event like having a baby or getting married to break the dam and open the flood gates to my emotions. Personally, I don't see either of those happening anytime soon.... Hopefully, not anytime soon.
I don't really let my feelings show unless I'm happy. Actually, it's abnormal if you see me with something other than a blissful attitude. I often claim that it's the only emotion that I'm capable of having, but that isn't true; it's just the only emotion I ever show. If I'm ever feeling anything other than happiness, you generally won't know because I always have a smile on no matter what inner turmoils I may be going through. However, I do get silent when I'm too tired to put up a front.
And then, there are the emotions that I dread. I call these the relational hazards. Almost every girl I've dated has mentioned something about my lack of emotions. I can't really get romantic or apologetic or jealous or smitten or regretful or embarrassed or whatever other emotions a relational roller coaster is supposed to take you through. The worst is trying to act surprised. I know that I'm supposed to make some kind of gesture that shows how shocked I am, but my efforts aren't always convincing. Although, one good thing about this is that I don't ever get mad.
On top of everything, I don't cry. Ever. Does this make me cold? I don't think so, but if you ever want me to show you some kind of compassion, don't expect to see tears running down my cheeks. It's not like I hold these feelings off or I fight back tears; they just don't come. If anything, I push for these emotions. I want to cry, but every time I feel moved enough to sob it just stops and goes away. I usually end up going into this coughing, choking mode because I have this lump in my throat but no way to let it out. However, I'm the king of the lip-quiver. If I ever start to open up about something really moving in front of a crowd, you can bet on my lip shaking. But no tears. I've tried to get them to roll, but it's like a tiny eye beaver built up a dam in my tear ducts. Is that a medical term; Eye Beavers?
Anyways, I do hope that some day all this will change. Maybe, it'll take some catastrophic event like having a baby or getting married to break the dam and open the flood gates to my emotions. Personally, I don't see either of those happening anytime soon.... Hopefully, not anytime soon.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Easily Amused
I just realized another defining characteristic about myself that could be shared with the crowd. I'm super easy to please. This was brought to my attention because my day just got a lot better by a very small event. I was surfing the Internet, and I decided to drop by the library website to check on the reserve status of a book that requested. To my enjoyment, I saw that I was the next one in line to receive a copy. This made my day; I was instantly put in a good mood. Seriously. I'm not going to divulge the book's title to you, but just know that the acknowledgment of a book reservation coming to its end made me happy.
That's all I have to say. Believe it or not, I am staying in Oklahoma this weekend, and for once, I have absolutely no plans.
Friday Fotos: Since we are on the subject of being easily amused, I want to show you some pictures that make me happy...
That's all I have to say. Believe it or not, I am staying in Oklahoma this weekend, and for once, I have absolutely no plans.
Friday Fotos: Since we are on the subject of being easily amused, I want to show you some pictures that make me happy...
Snorkels: Always a good time.
Jenna in a bunny cut out: what's not to laugh at?
Statue camel rides: Although you won't get anywhere fast, still enjoyable
Large people at concerts: they always go and stand in front of the shortest person they can find.
Rollers: Have you ever seen a woman in rollers and not laughed?
Greg's go-to fist pump when he gets excited: Always pleasing
Dave's best dance move: At no point should you ever have both fingers pointing to the sky while on a dance floor.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
O Brother, Where Art Thou?
I lied. I felt wonderful this morning as I was Crop Dusting my way to work. Now, I'm motivated to write A Little Something Sweet. I know you might be thinking, "Huh?" but I'm not going to explain so just follow along. If you did catch that, then you know who this is directed to.
Where did you go? You were all doing so well, and then you just disappeared. Now, you've fallen off the face of the earth, again. I know that you all lead busy, busy lives, but I don't think you understand how much you're missed. I'm so far away and isolated on the reservation that I have no clue what is going on in your lives. I know that you've never been here to see me, but I just want to assure you that not much has changed since the last time you read up on Oklahoma. In case this message reaches, know that I am blending in well; I look pretty sweet in a head dress and face paint. The peace pipe is a personal favorite. They have renamed me "Fights Like Girl" whatever that means. You know, they're actually on to something with this whole Rain Dancing thing; we're getting flooded here. From what it sounds like, you all should give it a try.
I look forward to receiving word from you soon. However, I am worried sick about you due to lack of communication. For all I know, my neighbor's desperate attempts to break out of the reservation may have been successful, and you were hit with an arrow. Please write soon so that I know you are alive and well, or if you get on a whim, you should come and visit. I will make sure that my friends let you through the border without circling your wagons.
I do see fragments of your existence when I read the Red Writing. Last week, I read an article that made me go, "Huh?" but I think I might have imagined reading it because I haven't seen anything similar since. If I had just One Life Lived, I would suggest To Everything A Season that it's time for bright flashing lights and lovely sounds. As a matter of fact, the season is almost over for you to see those lights and waste your pennies.
Anyways, I look forward to a response and wish to SEE you soon!
P.S. The drugs are working and I'm feeling better. A little loopy if you can't tell...
Where did you go? You were all doing so well, and then you just disappeared. Now, you've fallen off the face of the earth, again. I know that you all lead busy, busy lives, but I don't think you understand how much you're missed. I'm so far away and isolated on the reservation that I have no clue what is going on in your lives. I know that you've never been here to see me, but I just want to assure you that not much has changed since the last time you read up on Oklahoma. In case this message reaches, know that I am blending in well; I look pretty sweet in a head dress and face paint. The peace pipe is a personal favorite. They have renamed me "Fights Like Girl" whatever that means. You know, they're actually on to something with this whole Rain Dancing thing; we're getting flooded here. From what it sounds like, you all should give it a try.
I look forward to receiving word from you soon. However, I am worried sick about you due to lack of communication. For all I know, my neighbor's desperate attempts to break out of the reservation may have been successful, and you were hit with an arrow. Please write soon so that I know you are alive and well, or if you get on a whim, you should come and visit. I will make sure that my friends let you through the border without circling your wagons.
I do see fragments of your existence when I read the Red Writing. Last week, I read an article that made me go, "Huh?" but I think I might have imagined reading it because I haven't seen anything similar since. If I had just One Life Lived, I would suggest To Everything A Season that it's time for bright flashing lights and lovely sounds. As a matter of fact, the season is almost over for you to see those lights and waste your pennies.
Anyways, I look forward to a response and wish to SEE you soon!
P.S. The drugs are working and I'm feeling better. A little loopy if you can't tell...
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Swift Kick
I'm probably not going to write anything this week. I have strep throat. I want to kick it in the face. I am at work and miserable. Pray that my strep throat gets kicked in the face.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Horrifyingly Beautiful Writer's Block
For the past week, I've been racking my brain for something to write about, but as you can see, nothing has come to mind. I've thought about blogging on my weekend in Dallas, and telling you about the horse races and Eli Young concert on Friday night, and going to Hurricane Harbor all day Saturday. Then, I'd say how awesome it was to hang out in Gunter on Sunday, and eat with my family and Aunt Di who just recently had a birthday. I would also write about how I'm going to Midland for another wedding this weekend, but I didn't think all that would be intriguing enough to do an entire blog about.
I thought about writing a blog on all the rain we're getting, but could I really write more than a sentence on the rain? We can always use more rain, and it's a blessing that the floods are coming in Oklahoma, but I don't think I could say enough about thunderstorms to hold your attention for more than a paragraph. From what I understand, it would be best if it was going a little further south, and not just revolving around OKC. It is, however, making it harder to get up for work in the mornings because the sound of the rain on my window is so relaxing. The other night, I was out with a buddy, and we had to seek refuge because there was a tornado that hit a couple miles away. You should have seen the sky that night; it was horrifyingly beautiful. But really, I couldn't write a whole blog about the rain, so there was no reason to even mention it.
I also thought I could write about my new favorite hobby. I've been going in and out of every pawn shop in OKC looking for my iPod and camera. I've had more fun pawn-shop-shopping than anything else these past few weeks. There aren't any pawn shops around the nice, respectable areas of Oklahoma. To find the pawn shops, you have to go to the dirtiest, scariest parts of the city. For instance, most of the good pawn shops are on the same street as BoBo's Chicken and Cee Cee Wigs. I haven't bought anything or had any success finding my belongings, but I could easily write a book about all of the people and shop owners that I've come across. If I did choose this topic, it would be too long, and you would probably lose interest around the time I write about an argument between a shop owner and a kid that ended in the shop owner screaming, "You lucky you got a mama that loves you cause you tha dumbess boy I eva met!"
So I guess I won't write about anything. I'm sorry for not having anything interesting enough to write about over the past week. Maybe, I'll have more ideas for something to write about in the coming week, or I'll experience some thought provoking epiphanies to bother you about.
I thought about writing a blog on all the rain we're getting, but could I really write more than a sentence on the rain? We can always use more rain, and it's a blessing that the floods are coming in Oklahoma, but I don't think I could say enough about thunderstorms to hold your attention for more than a paragraph. From what I understand, it would be best if it was going a little further south, and not just revolving around OKC. It is, however, making it harder to get up for work in the mornings because the sound of the rain on my window is so relaxing. The other night, I was out with a buddy, and we had to seek refuge because there was a tornado that hit a couple miles away. You should have seen the sky that night; it was horrifyingly beautiful. But really, I couldn't write a whole blog about the rain, so there was no reason to even mention it.
I also thought I could write about my new favorite hobby. I've been going in and out of every pawn shop in OKC looking for my iPod and camera. I've had more fun pawn-shop-shopping than anything else these past few weeks. There aren't any pawn shops around the nice, respectable areas of Oklahoma. To find the pawn shops, you have to go to the dirtiest, scariest parts of the city. For instance, most of the good pawn shops are on the same street as BoBo's Chicken and Cee Cee Wigs. I haven't bought anything or had any success finding my belongings, but I could easily write a book about all of the people and shop owners that I've come across. If I did choose this topic, it would be too long, and you would probably lose interest around the time I write about an argument between a shop owner and a kid that ended in the shop owner screaming, "You lucky you got a mama that loves you cause you tha dumbess boy I eva met!"
So I guess I won't write about anything. I'm sorry for not having anything interesting enough to write about over the past week. Maybe, I'll have more ideas for something to write about in the coming week, or I'll experience some thought provoking epiphanies to bother you about.
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