When I think of 'giving up' I always think of it in bad terms.
'Don't give up!' 'You're giving up on me?' 'So, you're just going to give up?'
Those are the things that come to mind first.
Today I have decided that some things you can give up on and it is O.K.
I'm giving up worrying, or at least trying to.
'Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere.'
How true is that? You can stay up all hours of the night worrying over something,
will it make a difference in the morning?
Nope, it's going to happen whether you worried about it or not.
A friend of mine told me to never worry because you put yourself through
the situation twice; once in your head and once in real life.
I never thought of it like that! I'm a worry wart, I'll admit it.
I worry about everything, big or small.
For some reason I feel that it's my job to make sure everything goes smoothly,
and if it doesn't, it's all my fault. Who gave me all the responsibility?
No one did, I put it on myself.
I've been trying these past months to just let go of everything I've been
trying to control and worrying endlessly about.
If it's going to happen, it will happen.
'Rule number one is, don't sweat the small stuff. Rule number two is, it's all small stuff.'
I could go on and on with quotes I've found about worrying, they're all so true!
Tiny Buddah does it again with this blog.
This website has been a serious life-saver for me the past few months.
Any time I'm feeling or thinking anything negative I turn to the words
from this website and it always seems to calm my mind.
I had a big jump in readers yesterday, thanks for not forgetting about my little website!
As always, feel free to think of your own questions to ask me!
Don't forget to think of answers for yourself to these questions, it's good to
put your brain into overdrive every once in a while.
Hey everyone! Again, it's been ages since I've done some serious updating, I'm am so sorry.
This blog is going to be a little slow until I move back up to Muncie the 1st of August.
I know I keep saying this but I am SO busy! Some of the questions I post take some
deep thought to answer, right now I hardly have time to eat!
But, I promise as soon as I get back up to Muncie you'll be able to check back weekly,
if not daily, and peek into my brain.
Ok, now for the real reason I'm writing this blog.
Warren's Ride was this past Saturday (06/25) and we had a smashing turn out!
We raised just a hair under $3,000 for Melanoma cancer research!
So far, over the past 4 years, we've raised almost $17,000!
I am so thankful for all the riders and STOMPers that came out to support
cancer research as well as my family and most importantly my father.
He would have been so happy to see all of your smiling faces.
And he did see them, trust me.
The weather was absolutely perfect on Saturday and I know he had a hand in that.
Again, thank you thank you thank you for coming out and showing your
support, it really means the world to my family and I.
I plan on going cliff diving next weekend so be prepared for an update on
that one! :D
What are you guys doing for the 4th of July?
I'm headed up to Muncie for a weekend of fun and hopefully sunshine!
Thanks for keeping up with my 'oh-so-boring' as of late, blog!
It will get better, after this dang internship gets over with!
It's that time of year again!
That means it's time for the 4th annual Warren's Ride!
In honor of my dad, we will ride/walk to raise money for melanoma cancer
research, in hopes that one day we'll find a cure.
Please watch the video above and share it with all the friends and family
you can! It is so incredibly important to know the skin you're in and be aware
when any changes occur. Skin cancer is deadly, it took my dad from me, I was barely 18.
Don't let this awful cancer take away the ones you love too,
be aware, always check, and be safe in the sun.
Please register at www.warensride.org for the ride/neighborhood stomp
coming up next Saturday the 25th. I really hope to see you all there.
Lunch, music, and fun will be provided!
Don't forget to wear your sunscreen!
And the adventures continue, just like I promised.
This past weekend I made my way to Poultry Days with the crew.
Poultry Days is this huge chicken festival in Versailles, Ohio. It's apparently
the only thing that these people look forward to all year because the place was SHUT DOWN
in order to let the party continue. I have to give it to them though, they served 5500
chicken dinners before they ran out for the day at 730PM. Aside from all of the
bones I had to dig through, the chicken was pretty darn tasty. Poultry Days
also hosts a massive ultimate tournament. People bring their tents and camp around
the fields all weekend in hopes of catching someone lay out for a game winning score.
There were hundreds of tents scattered around the fields and lake. It was
surely a sight to see, I'm so happy I went. The night started out with drinking, and then
a storm, which allowed for more drinking. If you can't tell, Poultry Days is all about drinking.
Once the storm let up we set up our tents. Brian and I had a 1 person tent for both of us
to sleep in, it was a tight squeeze. After the tents were set up we threw around
for a while and decided we better wander around and find people we knew, which wasn't
hard to do, with all of us being ultimate players, we had seen each other on numerous occasions.
We had to go grab some ice from the drive through liquor store (yes, you read that correctly),
and on our way home we saw this barn with a gagillion neon lights hanging on the walls and
the ceiling. We made sure to park the car and walk straight over there to see what was going
on. It looked like a hillbilly on acid decorated the place! We walked up and asked the older
man what was going on here and we didn't get the most welcoming information.
He rudely informed us that 'this was private property and we needed to get the hell off'.
Once my friends said a few choice words under their breath, we walked away looking
for somewhere else to have some fun. The night turned into us searching for some people
that one of my friends thought was at a bar but had no
conformation that they were actually there.
An hour and forty minutes later of walking (AKA wandering around lost and finally finding the bar) we realized our friends we were searching for were no where to be found.
We headed back to the fields just as the shelter house parties were in full swing.
We were all kind of tired to we retired to our tents for the night after stopping by a
few of the parties to say our 'good lucks' to the teams playing tomorrow.
At around 2AM a massive storm took over Versailles. It was awesome to be curled up in a
tent with the wind and rain swirling around outside and the booming thunder rocking the
Earth. We didn't get wet either, always a bonus. The storm lasted all night and didn't
allow me to get a wink of sleep. The next morning the games started at 9AM and the
crew was ready to watch some ultimate, although, I was itching to play!
We watched a few hungover teams play until the afternoon
when we had to head to Valpo, Indiana for our friends 21st birthday get together.
We arrived at MK's house and chowed down on some home-made sloppy joes.
Afterwards we unloaded the cooler with our drinks of choice and hopped in the hot
tub to start the night off right. We eventually made it to the bar where a wedding reception
was going on? Be confused, we were. You know that feeling where you walk into a place and everyone knows you're not supposed to be there? They all look at you with a glassy stare and don't ever crack a smile on their face, that's what happened when we walked in. But not for long, not to brag, but my friends and I bring a little more life to any party we come across.
We all had a smashing good time dancing around like
fools and jumping around the stage while the people at Karaoke night were singing 'I like big butts'. No, we didn't know a soul there but it didn't matter. I talked to the bride
and she introduced me to her cousin Nick, he was singing Walk the Line.
I was dying to sing her and her lover a song but the wait for karaoke was never ending and
the smoke in the air was really getting to my eyes, and lungs. The group left
slightly more intoxicated than when we came and much more tired.
It was one heck of a night and I'll never forget that little po-dunk bar.
Oh, and congratulations to the newlyweds, whoever you are.
I know, I know, I haven't updated in ages, I apologize.
So far this summer I have realized one thing: I don't have any free time.
I always thought that the summer was for relaxing and getting your mind off of school
but this summer I have been sorely mistaken. My weekdays are filled with long hours
of working or being bored out of my mind at the office with nowhere to turn
for entertainment. My computer faces outward so everyone can see what I'm up to,
which means I can't play online games, or update my blog, or anything other than
stare blankly at work documents. Granted, some days are more fun with
others but that doesn't mean they aren't filled with heavy lifting and sweating in the
scorching summer temperatures. When I get home from work, after the already
lengthy drive topped with some minor traffic, I'm too tired to think.
Aside from all the complaining I'm doing I have had some things go well this summer;
Weekends are the only time that I get to do the things I want, when I want.
You may be thinking 'Welcome to the real world' or 'just wait til' you have kids'.
As a college student, I wasn't ready for the time commitment that my internship
required from me, but I don't have an option so I better buckle down and deal
with it. So, back to my weekend adventures. Brian and I have been doing a lot of
visiting each other in our home towns. I've also done a lot of other stomping around
with friends and family. The beginning of the summer started with my little sisters
graduation and open house. Squid (as we call her) had an outpouring of love
at her open house and it was awesome to see old friends greet us with the same hug
and smile that they have for the past several years. A few weekends later my nephew
was baptized. He is such a little blessing from God and I am so honored to be his
godmother. I bought him some cute little white leather Chuck Taylors, a few sizes too big,
for him to wear on his big day. Of course, he looked adorable. One of my friends, HVM,
just got back from studying abroad in Africa and we went on a little road trip
to Yellow Springs, Ohio. Yellow Springs is one of my favorite towns that I've
visited in my short life. Let's be honest, I cried the first time I went there because I
was so at peace with myself. I knew from that moment I would live there, at least
for some point of my life. It's a small artsy town with strips of shops full of local handmade goods along with the ever beautiful art gallery. Trails and paths leak from the sidewalks and take you on an adventure of their own if you dare leave the comfort of the busy street.
We had fun window shopping and listening to the little
boy play his mandolin on the sidewalk until his hat was filled to the brim with
dollar bills and loose pocket change. HVM and I stopped for ice cream at the only parlor
in town. I told her we would be getting ice cream, no questions asked. I've been
to YS many times but had yet to eat the ice cream. It was as delicious
as I had imagined, minus the chaos of ordering. Needless to say, they were so fast
at making the ice cream that HVM changed her order right after she had placed
the first one and the lady said she couldn't change it because the original
order had already been made. Talk about fast service!
We wandered the streets until we worked up an appetite, but were let down
when we realized that every single food joint in town was packed to the max.
A little bummed, we walked to the car and headed back to Muncie. I remembered I had
an Olive Garden gift card and figured that HVM and I were not making a single cent
this summer so the card would best be used on us. Keeping it cheap we ordered the
refillable salad which came with free bread sticks and an appetizer to split.
Our server apparently noticed our need for wine and gave us each 2 free samples,
she also must have realized how poor we were and didn't charge us for one of the salads.
:) Since we saved a little money there were decided to spend the rest on bottles of wine
for the rest of the night. We were standing in line and the lady in front of us said we
looked like we were headed somewhere important and let us get in front of her to check
out. She started talking to us and was convinced that we were headed to some raging
party. I guess carrying 2 bottles of wine and a 6 pack would make it seem that way.
We tried over and over to convince her that we were just going to go home and
drink by ourselves, she wasn't buying it. She told us about a million of her own 'raging party'
stories before we checked out and got the heck outta there. We actually did go home
and drink alone for those of you who were wondering. Needless to say, it was a fun day for
the both of us. Glad I got to catch up with her.
This post is getting a little ( a lot) lengthy so I'll finish up tomorrow
about the rest of my summer adventures, so be sure to check back!
To all my Faithful Readers:
Here is a small peek inside my brain. Enjoy.