Oops! The three day weekend kind of messed with my head and messed up my blogging schedule. It's been a while since my last post and I apologize to any dedicated followers who've felt lost without stories of my adventures! :)
Where to even begin... I have actually pulled out my planner to see all of the exciting things I have crossed off from the past week (meaning adventures completed!). First off, I must point out that all of the exciting adventures have cute little check marks next to them, but next to Tuesday's "Medical Terminology: Chapter 2 read and exercises," there's no indication of completion...similar story for the entry for that class on Thursday...and oh boy oh boy, same thing on Wednesday's Microbiology entry. Whoops...homework has really not appealed to me lately. In fact, on the eve of the end of a wonderful three day weekend, I must confess that I have a quite incomplete list of accomplishments in the study area....
But, I have logical excuses of course! Let's see, last Tuesday night I traveled to Hawarden, IA to watch Lindsay Beacom, a very good friend of mine who graduated last May, coach her high school volleyball team. It was so weird to see her as a head coach and to think that less than a year ago I was playing on MMC's court right next to her. She's all grown up and responsible and it made me feel OLD! But, it was sooo exciting to watch. Her team is currently undefeated (or they were as of Tuesday anyway) and I was super impressed. Not only that, but I was bursting with excitement over the atmosphere!!! You simply can't beat small town high school sports. The girls were so sincerely excited to play and passionate and running all over and not yelling at each other and there wasn't obvious tension. The crowd was amazingly supportive and it was everything I remembered and reminded me of why I loved playing so much. It was well worth skipping microbiology homework for the evening!
I can't remember what I did on Wednesday and Thursday night to be honest with you. But I'm pretty sure it involved a lot of random visits to my neighbors' rooms and not a whole lot of studious focusing....
Friday night, I had to work from 5-9. BUT, first, and most importantly, I went to my piano lesson. That's right, despite a two week postpone-ment due to the insanity of moving and orientation leader training and school staring, I resumed as planned during the first week of September and it was wondrous. I played the chicken dance as a duet sort of thing with my teacher and I was pumped! Some day I'll move past nursery rhymes and develop magical fingers or something and it will be a sight to see. :)
After work, I fully intended to call it an early night and get some sleep so that I wasn't crabby at work on Saturday and also rested to go out and celebrate another good friend's birthday Saturday night. It was a weekend though, so that was a stupid plan. Instead I ended up eating supper at 9:30 p.m. and then wandering around Walmart at 11:30 to buy a rug for my companion's dorm room and posterboard for wall decorations. I ended up drawing and coloring pictures until 3:00 a.m. while listening to rock music. It was a very odd, but enjoyable night. I'm still a kid a heart. :)
Saturday was adventurous and a birthday celebration and another late night of shenanigans. I took some fun pictures (I posted one at the beginning of this blog...the gorgeous birthday girl, Adrian, in the middle and Christine on the right) and had a great time with the girls.
And for Sunday I had planned to go to Sioux Falls on a much over-due shopping spree, and I did go...but the shopping was pretty much nonexistent. I met up with "Raz" another of my good friends from last year's graduating class. She wasn't in the mood to shop, so it was a definite damper on my enthusiasm and focus in the mall. We met Briana instead and trekked out to Lifelight to watch Tenth Avenue North perform. HOLY GINORMOUS MOB OF PEOPLE!! I had never been there before and I was in total awe and overwhelmed by the masses of people. I felt like a spaz because there was so much going on. The concert was great...and so incredibly different from any other concert I've been to...in a good way. It was peaceful and non-shoving and screaming and people falling over each other!! :)
And today - a rare but beautiful Monday without classes. To celebrate, my brother, Andy, came to visit. I took him out for lunch. We both over-indulged at JoDean's buffet and then decided a kayaking trip would be entertaining. We picked up Brett, another MMC kid who braved the entire weekend on campus, and headed out to pick up the little boats. The rental lady dropped subtle hints that floating down the river would be a stupid idea because of the outrageous wind gusts. In the end, we took her advice and opted for the less wild Lake Yankton. We paddled to the far end of the lake from the boat dock and then things got out of control. First off, I look to my left to see my brother capsized and floating in the water. After my initial shock at his silent flip, I was concerned about his catching hypothermia or drowning. When he told me the water wasn't too bad, I attempted to turn around to help Brett rescue him. Um...easier said than done. I ended up making a HUGE circle of it because of the wind and waves. When we attempted to hold the kayak down for him to launch himself back in, I had quite the laughing fit due to awkward climbing and yelps of pain on his part. Less than five minutes after the rescue, I watched poor Andy capsize again. He wasn't even paddling anywhere. He just sat there, let the wave hit him, and flip! It was hilarious. He blamed it on a fail to dump the water from capsize number one. This time Brett flipped his own kayak while we attempted to rescue him. I floated away while laughing until I cried, to which I was repaid with the boys throwing mud and seaweed at me. I screamed and ducked....and TIPPED! haha. Yep, that's right, there was a good 15 minute span when the three of us were all chilling in the water and deciding how best to get back in the boats. When we finally tackled the mission, we decided to head back because it would take a while with our poor skills. Let's see...WIND GUSTS IN THE FACE! Andy capsized at least twice more and then managed to paddle his way up and out of site. I was bursting through waves and gusts at a respectable pace myself, but was kind enough to look back and see poor Brett floating in the water next to his capsized ship. After another uncontrollable laughing fit in the hazardous attempt to get him back in, I was informed that he didn't capsize, but "sink." Apparently each wave that hit him splashed water inside until he simply went down with it. hahaha. Anyway, we eventually made it back (Andy cheated and paddled to the beach and then chose to drag his kayak the rest of the way to the dock). I'm pretty sure I'll be feeling the ache in my arms in the morning.
And tonight..I did my laundry, chatted with friends, attempted a run, and finished very little homework. And I have a microbiology lab in less than 8 hours. WOOOHOOOO! :) Good night!
Where to even begin... I have actually pulled out my planner to see all of the exciting things I have crossed off from the past week (meaning adventures completed!). First off, I must point out that all of the exciting adventures have cute little check marks next to them, but next to Tuesday's "Medical Terminology: Chapter 2 read and exercises," there's no indication of completion...similar story for the entry for that class on Thursday...and oh boy oh boy, same thing on Wednesday's Microbiology entry. Whoops...homework has really not appealed to me lately. In fact, on the eve of the end of a wonderful three day weekend, I must confess that I have a quite incomplete list of accomplishments in the study area....
But, I have logical excuses of course! Let's see, last Tuesday night I traveled to Hawarden, IA to watch Lindsay Beacom, a very good friend of mine who graduated last May, coach her high school volleyball team. It was so weird to see her as a head coach and to think that less than a year ago I was playing on MMC's court right next to her. She's all grown up and responsible and it made me feel OLD! But, it was sooo exciting to watch. Her team is currently undefeated (or they were as of Tuesday anyway) and I was super impressed. Not only that, but I was bursting with excitement over the atmosphere!!! You simply can't beat small town high school sports. The girls were so sincerely excited to play and passionate and running all over and not yelling at each other and there wasn't obvious tension. The crowd was amazingly supportive and it was everything I remembered and reminded me of why I loved playing so much. It was well worth skipping microbiology homework for the evening!
I can't remember what I did on Wednesday and Thursday night to be honest with you. But I'm pretty sure it involved a lot of random visits to my neighbors' rooms and not a whole lot of studious focusing....
Friday night, I had to work from 5-9. BUT, first, and most importantly, I went to my piano lesson. That's right, despite a two week postpone-ment due to the insanity of moving and orientation leader training and school staring, I resumed as planned during the first week of September and it was wondrous. I played the chicken dance as a duet sort of thing with my teacher and I was pumped! Some day I'll move past nursery rhymes and develop magical fingers or something and it will be a sight to see. :)
After work, I fully intended to call it an early night and get some sleep so that I wasn't crabby at work on Saturday and also rested to go out and celebrate another good friend's birthday Saturday night. It was a weekend though, so that was a stupid plan. Instead I ended up eating supper at 9:30 p.m. and then wandering around Walmart at 11:30 to buy a rug for my companion's dorm room and posterboard for wall decorations. I ended up drawing and coloring pictures until 3:00 a.m. while listening to rock music. It was a very odd, but enjoyable night. I'm still a kid a heart. :)
Saturday was adventurous and a birthday celebration and another late night of shenanigans. I took some fun pictures (I posted one at the beginning of this blog...the gorgeous birthday girl, Adrian, in the middle and Christine on the right) and had a great time with the girls.
And for Sunday I had planned to go to Sioux Falls on a much over-due shopping spree, and I did go...but the shopping was pretty much nonexistent. I met up with "Raz" another of my good friends from last year's graduating class. She wasn't in the mood to shop, so it was a definite damper on my enthusiasm and focus in the mall. We met Briana instead and trekked out to Lifelight to watch Tenth Avenue North perform. HOLY GINORMOUS MOB OF PEOPLE!! I had never been there before and I was in total awe and overwhelmed by the masses of people. I felt like a spaz because there was so much going on. The concert was great...and so incredibly different from any other concert I've been to...in a good way. It was peaceful and non-shoving and screaming and people falling over each other!! :)
And today - a rare but beautiful Monday without classes. To celebrate, my brother, Andy, came to visit. I took him out for lunch. We both over-indulged at JoDean's buffet and then decided a kayaking trip would be entertaining. We picked up Brett, another MMC kid who braved the entire weekend on campus, and headed out to pick up the little boats. The rental lady dropped subtle hints that floating down the river would be a stupid idea because of the outrageous wind gusts. In the end, we took her advice and opted for the less wild Lake Yankton. We paddled to the far end of the lake from the boat dock and then things got out of control. First off, I look to my left to see my brother capsized and floating in the water. After my initial shock at his silent flip, I was concerned about his catching hypothermia or drowning. When he told me the water wasn't too bad, I attempted to turn around to help Brett rescue him. Um...easier said than done. I ended up making a HUGE circle of it because of the wind and waves. When we attempted to hold the kayak down for him to launch himself back in, I had quite the laughing fit due to awkward climbing and yelps of pain on his part. Less than five minutes after the rescue, I watched poor Andy capsize again. He wasn't even paddling anywhere. He just sat there, let the wave hit him, and flip! It was hilarious. He blamed it on a fail to dump the water from capsize number one. This time Brett flipped his own kayak while we attempted to rescue him. I floated away while laughing until I cried, to which I was repaid with the boys throwing mud and seaweed at me. I screamed and ducked....and TIPPED! haha. Yep, that's right, there was a good 15 minute span when the three of us were all chilling in the water and deciding how best to get back in the boats. When we finally tackled the mission, we decided to head back because it would take a while with our poor skills. Let's see...WIND GUSTS IN THE FACE! Andy capsized at least twice more and then managed to paddle his way up and out of site. I was bursting through waves and gusts at a respectable pace myself, but was kind enough to look back and see poor Brett floating in the water next to his capsized ship. After another uncontrollable laughing fit in the hazardous attempt to get him back in, I was informed that he didn't capsize, but "sink." Apparently each wave that hit him splashed water inside until he simply went down with it. hahaha. Anyway, we eventually made it back (Andy cheated and paddled to the beach and then chose to drag his kayak the rest of the way to the dock). I'm pretty sure I'll be feeling the ache in my arms in the morning.
And tonight..I did my laundry, chatted with friends, attempted a run, and finished very little homework. And I have a microbiology lab in less than 8 hours. WOOOHOOOO! :) Good night!
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