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! 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! Much love, xo
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It's that time of year again!
SUMMER! 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'. Ouch. 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; my weekends. 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! Hey everyone!
Sorry it's been so long since I've updated, I've been really busy since summer has started, surprising huh? I started my internship the day after I got back from Charlotte, NC. You can read about that trip here. It was a ton of fun and I was sad to go and enter the 'real world' again. My summer ended abruptly as I now work 40 plus hours a week at my internship. It has been fairly interesting so far but it has also been tiring, and I'm only in my first week! 9 more weeks to go after today, is it bad that I'm already counting down? It's not that I don't love it here, I just miss my summer AKA relaxing and being lazy. This week at my internship we did a ton of donation pick-ups and had 1 apartment move-in. It was my first move-in so I was really excited about that! The client comes in tomorrow, I wish I could see his face when he sees his new place! I'm sure he'll enjoy it. Other than my internship I really haven't done much of anything. Once I get home I'm pretty drained. I was supposed to have an ultimate game yesterday but it was canceled due to the mass amounts of rain in the Indy area. Sigh, I was looking forward to playing! I've got another game Tuesday so I won't have to wait too long to play. The race is this weekend! Who all is going?! Not me, I've actually never been to the race before, one day I'll make it there. My little sister graduates from high school tonight. It's seriously scary! It's not only scary because she's now off to college and will cause trouble, but it's also scary because of how fast time flies! I mean really, don't you remember like yesterday when you graduated high school?! Sorry this blog is not very orderly or making much sense, I just had some stuff I wanted to share with you all. Also, if you haven't noticed, I've changed the site a little bit and hopefully made it a little more 'user friendly'. I would appreciate it if you leave me a comment letting me know if the changes are more helpful and whatnot. I'm trying to make this site as simple as possible for all of you to use. I hope you all have a fantastic 4-day weekend! I'll get back on the daily questions starting tomorrow. xo I talk a ton about how we need to be grateful
and appreciative of all of the things we have in our own lives but I'm going to talk about something a little different in this blog. I wish that people understood that the way you treat others is the way that you will one day be treated. I catch myself and my friends saying something mean about someone or doing something disrespectful and I think to myself 'How would that make me feel if that was said/done to me?' Or if you say something mean about someone and then the next day you are told that so and so said something mean about you and you are so upset that they would say that about innocent you. Well, I'm sorry deary, but just yesterday you were saying the same thing about someone else. This is a note to myself and to all my readers, it's so cliche' but 'treat others how you would want to be treated' because, someday, you'll be put into the spotlight about how you've treated friends, family, co-workers, police officers, anyone. Also, if you hear others talking about people behind their backs, stick up for that person instead of joining in with the gossip. Wouldn't you love to know that someone stood up for you when people were saying nasty things about you? So, next time you're out to eat and your server is a little slow with getting your order in or refilling your drink, don't say something mean about them. 1) understand that they may be going through a really hard time and 2) imagine how it would feel if someone pointed out your flaws in the middle of a public place This concept can obviously be applied to anyone in just about any situation, take time and think before you join in on the morning gossip at work or out with your friends. In other news, I'm headed to North Carolina with my friend RJR! We're headed there for the week! Check out my journal while we're on the road here! This is my friend Mikesville (Michael Mason)
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Do you ever have one of those days where you don't really
feel anything at all? Almost like you're empty? Well, I'm having one of those days. I don't have the desire to do anything, not even be lazy. Humph. No fun. Anywho, let's get to the real reason you're reading this blog, my answer to the question! My most prized possession would have to be my memories. Does that even count as a possession? I think it does, so I'm going to just go ahead and go with it. I've had a rough life, not the roughest (or even close), but I've had to deal with some hard things that many people my age don't have to go through. My most treasured memories are those of my dad. Sometimes I stress out about the memories because I'm scared that one day I'll forget them. Story time: I was at college in Muncie and I had a dream about my dad for the first time since he passed away. It was the most real a dream had ever felt. I honestly thought it was reality. It wasn't one of those dreams where you feel like you're falling and then you magically wake up before you hit the ground, it was like I woke up and I thought the dream had just happened, but logic wouldn't let me believe it. What happened in the dream isn't a big deal but afterwards I was crying and I was so happy that I saw by dad but sad that the dream wasn't real. It was around 3AM and I was just crying and crying. I called my boyfriend and he asked what was wrong and I told him I couldn't go back to bed, I couldn't go back to bed because I knew when I woke up the 2nd time I wouldn't remember the dream. You know when you have those crazy dreams and you're like 'man, I've gotta tell someone about that when I wake up.' and then you wake up and you totally forget the dream? There was no way I was letting that happen. So, knowing that I couldn't stay awake I wrote my dream down, word for word, every single detail, even if it didn't make sense. This has happened 2 times after that and I write the dream down each time, no matter what time of the night it is. It's things like this I don't want to forget, I wish I could write everything down so one day I could look back and relive my most treasured memories, memories with friends, family, pets, anything. If I had to choose an actual object for my most prized possession, I would, without a doubt, choose my camera. It's like a memory saver. Just another way to chart what I've done in my life, and I've done a lot. :) Wow, writing this made me not feel so 'empty'. I think I'll work out and go shopping with my #1 faithful reader, Ms. R.J.R. Oh, I got my grades back. Check out my School section for my grades! This question was a hard one for me to wrap my little brain around. I feel like I do a pretty good job of celebrating the things that I have, compared to the way others celebrate things they have. But, I still feel like I'm doing a terrible job. What does that say about the world? Honestly, for every 100 complaints I hear a day from friends, family, teachers, anyone, I hear maybe one celebration. Isn't that so sad? One thing I always say to people is 'wow, you're really pessimistic.' And the usual response I get? 'No, I'm not, I'm just being a realist.' Sorry, but that's not being realistic. Yes, I understand that you don't want to be that super optimistic person that gets let down a lot but, geez!, at least appreciate something in life. Everyone says they appreciate that they have a roof over their head and food on their plate but I don't see people appreciating that at all, I admit, I don't appreciate it as much as I should either. I don't want to babble on about this because I think the picture and the question have enough meaning in themselves. One thing I have celebrated today is the fact that I'm almost done with the semester (one more final to go!). But, more importantly, I'm thankful that I have been given to opportunity to attend college. So, what have you celebrated today? I know I've posted this picture before but
the words are so powerful, especially for today's question. Have a wonderful weekend everyone! Be thankful you're here to celebrate it! What's not to like about spring?! But in all seriousness, spring is one of my favorite seasons. I say that like I have a million seasons to choose from. Nope, only 4, but I can't seem to choose just one. Spring and fall, those are my fab 2. Things I like about the spring season: - the weather - ability to go barefoot anywhere without freezing my tootsies off - green grass! - flowers - my birthday - the end of the semester/the beginning of summer - it's perfect to play ultimate in - laying in my hammock - reading books outside in the grass - my attitude (I think I have depression related to weather, winter and I do not get along, at all.) - playing disc golf - wearing jorts - playing disc golf while wearing jorts - finding Easter eggs - all the good fruit is back in season - hanging my laundry out to dry - taking naps with my puppy - planning summer trips - naps These are just a few things I love about spring. Now, if only the weather would consistently start feeling like spring, well, really, it's time for summer. Get it together mother nature! Just keep the weather like it is today! Have a great day everyone, good luck on finals! ^^ This is my friend Brodie. ^^
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