Sunday, May 31, 2009

After my comment earlier...

...about how I'd go back to my college years if I could, to better utilize my education, I got on BellTower (Adrian's student records index) to find my transcripts.

First, I was reminded that the class I thought I had taken as a freshman seminar is the one I wanted -- not the one I was actually in. It's sad, in that I don't remember my own class and that the class had so little effect on me.

Then, I found myself doubly frustrated by the lack of education in my education. I made the Dean's List every semester -- but what does that mean now?

In high school, I wanted to hit fast-forward in order to get to college. In college it was "real life" I was aiming for. When I was working, I was waiting for my big break.

Now, I'm happy where I am for the first time, but I'd like to go back and reclaim the things I missed in my own anticipation of the future.

It's time for another...

...Q&A with C-Jo.


{Don't ask me why, but I'm really having fun with these right now.}

1. How late did you stay up last night? I'm not really sure. Past midnight, but I just sort of fell into bed and didn't even look at the clock.
2. Do you prefer someone taller or shorter than you? Taller. Thank goodness I'm little.
3. Are you okay with making a total fool of yourself? Yesterday Luke, Maggie, and I went down to the strand for fun/dinner. We found a bunch of balloons (a bunch like grapes...they were attached to each other) on the sidewalk. I proceeded to try to keep them in the air and with us while we walked. There was a slight breeze going in the other direction, and I gave up. Oh, P.S. I was straight sober. (I feel like many of the things I do require that disclaimer, because most people would only do them drunk.)
4. Have you ever been played? Um...maybe? Kind of
5. Do you enjoy being single? I do, most days. I love having the freedom to just be me, without concerning myself heavily about what another person thinks or needs or wants. Perhaps that's selfish, but it's wonderful.
6. Name one thing you did yesterday. I already did, but I'll name another. Maggie and I went to the Coastal Living 2008 Idea House for a self-guided tour. Then sat on the downstairs porch (the only place that didn't have "Please do not sit on the furniture." signs) and had a very long conversation with a woman who told her husband she was "educating" us on matters of politics and the like.
7. Who were you with the last time you went to the movies? Went to the movie theater? Maggie and Luke. Actually saw a movie? Amy, Maddie, and Jeff.
8. Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone? Nope.
9. What were you doing Friday night? Attempting to see X-Men Origins: Wolverine. Failing because their credit card machine was down, and getting ice cream at Ben & Jerry's instead.
10. Do you like being home alone or does it freak you out? In the pool house it's fine. In the big house...freaky! Too many corners and dark places.
11. What’s the greatest thing that happened to you today? It's 8:10am. The greatest thing to happen so far is that I woke up. Although I'd much rather have slept longer than 7:15, so I'm not sure how "great" that is.
12. Would you rather smile over a lie or cry over the truth? As much as it would hurt, cry over the truth.
13. If you could move away, no questions asked, where would you move? I thought I just did that? But okay, if not Texas, then maybe Washington State. Four seasons, ocean, and mountains. Or Australia. Or Africa.
14. How much do looks matter to you in a guy? I'm not taking the high road: they matter a lot. However, a man's nature and spirit have the potential to override any minor imperfections or flaws in his appearance.
15. Have you ever told anyone you were okay when you really weren’t? Every day. Little lies protect me, or so I think.
16. Would you go out in public looking like you do right now?cSure. I'd prefer to brush my teeth first, but I don't think I look terrible this morning. Perhaps sleepy and like I just rolled out of bed -- because I did.
17. What’s the first thing you did when you woke up? Curse the sunlight.
18. Have your friends ever randomly stopped by your house? Not that I can particularly recall, though I certainly wouldn't mind them doing so!
19. Who is the last person you had a deep conversation with? Luke and Maggie. See #30 from Wednesday.
20. If you could have something back right now, what would it be? My college years. Though they formed the person I am today, I've lately been mourning the loss of my education. I didn't really apply myself in college -- just like in high school, I did the work to make the grade, not to learn. I wish I had learned the value of education long before I left it.
21. Is this the best year of your life? Six months in, I'd have to say yes. It's the first year that I've stepped up and taken the reins on my own life, and it has been amazing.
22. If your friends warn you about someone, do you listen? I haven't. Not always. But I'd like to start.
23. Are you keeping a big secret right now? If I was, I wouldn't tell you.
24. Has anyone ever sang to you? Not when it wasn't meant as a joke. I might melt into a puddle of Carolyn-ness if it does happen, though.
25. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?Oh, hell no.
26. Have you ever fallen asleep while texting someone? Not in the middle of writing a text, but probably in the conversation.
27. Do you like the rain? Absolutely.
28. Say your last ex runs up to you and hugs you, what do you do? First, freak out because he's in Texas. Second, probably say something snarky like, "What the heck are you doing here, and why are you hugging me?" Third, leave.
29. Did you ever tell your parents you were going somewhere but went somewhere else instead? Probably, but not intentionally. More like, "Oh, I'm going to the library," but I end up at the grocery store instead.
30. Do people underestimate you? Of course they do. In a strange way, it motivates me more than people thinking highly of me.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

I'm a big fan of calling a spade...

...a spade.

Yesterday I found myself stuck on a country road as a slow-moving train crossed my path. By slow-moving, I mean that a turtle would have had a good chance of beating it in a race, and at one point the train actually stopped on the tracks -- still blocking the way to my destination. That's the point when I surrendered my desire for traveling efficiently and went another way home.

As I impatiently waited for the iron beast to pass through, I had a front-row view of its cars, and its slow speed allowed me to see and to appreciate the graffiti decorating them. Other than the typical give-that-kid-an-art-scholarship-and-get-him-off-the-streets designs, a hilarious inscription of "a-choo-chooo!" and the declarations of love for someone's mother (Look mom, I got you a train!), there was one that particularly caught my eye:

"J Street Criminals"

If you're going to vandalize, calling yourself what you are (a criminal) is the most honest thing way to express yourself to the world.

Two points for honesty, no points for respectability. Though, I suppose that was your intention.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Why not...

...have a little question-and-answer time?

1. Who knows a secret or two about you? Who doesn't? Gina might know the most.
2. Four words to explain why you last threw up? I had the flu?
3. Have you ever burned yourself? Ha. Haha. Yeah, a few billion times. If you ever look at the inside of my left arm, you'll see a faded triangle-shaped scar. It's from an iron. I was under a year old. It set the tone for a klutzy life.
4. Who is your hero? Anyone who lives their life with passion, grace, and joy.
5. Would you ever want to be a supermodel? For the clothes and the exposure to the (sometimes nasty, I know) inside world of fashion? Definitely.
6. When is your next party? Hm...I don't know? I'm going to Galveston this weekend, but that's hardly unusual enough to justify a party.
7. Do you know what you will wear tomorrow? I can't even guarantee that I'll be wearing the same thing all day today, let alone tomorrow. Next question.
8. Have you ever accidentally eaten an insect? I sincerely believe I swallowed a bug last night. A little one.
9. Do you talk baby talk? No. Baby talk kind of irritates me. By kind of, I mean if you do it I may want to yank out your tongue.
10. Would you ever work in a retirement home? Retirement home or nursing home? They're a little different. The former could be amazing. I'm not quite cut out for the latter.
11. Are you ever purposely irritating?Absolutely. But it's usually in response to someone else irritating me.
12. If you could fly, where would you go first? Ireland. I'd kiss the Blarney stone. It's got to be a lot easier if you can fly.
13. Do you prefer boats or planes? Is there a reason I'd need to choose one? The biggest boat I've been on is a pontoon.
14. One best friend or 10 acquaintances? One best friend. Hands down.
15. Favorite food? Um...chocolate? Or animal crackers. Neither of which should I be eating.
16. Do you believe that your first love never dies? Do we mean in a literal sense? That's a little strange. But in any case, love never dies. Whether first or last or 100,000th. If you love someone (TRULY love them, not just the butterflies), you will always love them. Your love may change and diminish, but it's not like it just goes away.
17. What upcoming event are you waiting and ready for? Ready for? Ha. But I'm going to Austin next week, and I'm excited. It's for a conference. And for pub trivia. We've got to do better than last time.
18. Do you get your nails done? I did once. It was a little strange. I usually keep them nude and short.
19. What was the last thing you ordered at McDonald’s? Iced mocha and a small fry. <-- Probably one reason #5 will never happen.
20. Are you an emotional person? Oh, Lord, yes. More emotional now than ever before in my life. It's wonderfully freeing, though I'd like to shut it off at times.
21. When did your last relationship end? One year, two months ago today.
22. Favorite place to be? In the arms of someone I love.
23. How do you feel about your hair? Depends on the day. I love the color. Sometimes I'm glad it's straight. Today it's being weird and difficult and annoying.
24. Do you sleep with a fan on? When it's hot, yes.
25. Did you sleep in past noon today? I don't think I've slept past noon in my entire life.
26. Are you sarcastic? No, not at all.
27. Did you have a good birthday this year? I had an excellent birthday. 3rd annual laser tag/pizza/game night!!
28. What is your favorite kind of weather? When it rains and then the sun comes out, and everything is bright and clean and cool.
29. Have you ever cried during a movie? Oh, yes. Not usually when people are around. Enchanted (the quirky fairy-tale-turned-real-life movie) makes me sob.
30. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? Maggie and Luke, in the hot tub. Maggie asked me why I left the United Methodist church.
31. Who was the last person you cried in front of? In person, Gina. See question 21. If over the phone counts, then my mom. I was miserably homesick about a month after I moved.
32. Do you like your name? I love it. No offense to my daddy, but I'm not a big fan of the last third. But Carolyn Jo I am, and Carolyn Jo I always will be!

Monday, May 25, 2009

Driving back from Galveston today...

...I stopped at a McDonald's for some sweet tea, and was told by the pleasant drive-through guy that I'm very beautiful.

I hadn't showered and the little bit of makeup I had put on that morning had melted off hours before in the Texas heat. He had no reason to say it -- I was just some girl passing through town.

But it made me smile inside. :)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Three months...

...ago today, I arrived in Texas.

Weird. It's gone by fast!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

On another note...

...I don't want y'all to think I'm all fabulous and sticking to this amazingly changed way of eating. I munched on some cookie dough this evening. Haha.

A girl has needs, you know?

Oh, by the way...

...I finished that dress on Saturday. I didn't even have to do anything Sunday morning besides chop off a few wayward strings. Then I wore it to church. Here it is, in all its glory:




I used a pattern, but I added the ruffles on the bodice. Just for kicks. Every girl needs a few ruffles in her life.

Dear Skinny...

...Bitch authors,

I'm more than halfway through your book, and you have successfully disgusted me. Though I hate wasting food, the ham in my fridge is probably going into the trash, knowing a) what Miss Piggy went through to land on my plate and b) what the lovely stuff is probably doing to my body. Thank goodness there were only a couple of slices left.

For the next couple of weeks, I'm trying out the vegan lifestyle you recommend (sort of...I'll be in Galveston on Sunday and at the mercy of whatever is served at the Willie T center). Please, control yourself and don't take all the credit. I was already on this track long before I read your book. You just pushed me further over the edge than I ever expected to go.

I will tell you this: There are cookies in the kitchen at my office. I realize that I should listen to you (being skinny and all) and be absolutely repulsed at the idea of consuming those sugar-filled, artery-clogging, fat-depositing goodies. However, I am not. They look divine, and I hate you. Around three o'clock, when I am eating an orange and NOT a chocolate chip cookie, I will be snarling at you and muttering curse words under my breath.

Much love,

Carolyn

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Last night I bought...

...a yoga mat, a new water bottle (both pink...I was apparently in that kind of mood), and a book called "Skinny Bitch."

{I've been not running and not eating particularly well lately, and this is my self-encouragement to get healthy.}

The book is offensive, lewd, and hilarious. It's the no-nonsense, kick-in-the-skirt that a girl like me needs. It occasionally drops the f-bomb (which I could do without), and refers to the reader's flabby derriere as a "fat ass" (which I appreciate immensely). It will not pity you, coddle you, or be supportive. It will express its disgust, then tell you how to not fail at healthy life.

Short excerpts I found online(reprinted without permission -- don't sue me, I'm promoting your book):

"Soda is liquid Satan. It is the devil. It is garbage. There is nothing in soda that should be put into your body."

"Junk food will never go away. It becomes more alluring by the minute with laboratory-developed aromas, artificial flavors, chemical food colors, toxic preservatives and heart-stopping hydrogenated oils..." (mmmm...appetizing)

"Give up the notion that you can be sedentary and still lose weight. You need to exercise...Eating properly will dramatically improve your health, body, and all other aspects of your life. But you've still gotta move your ass."


That's about as far as I've gotten, seeing as I brought the book home around 10pm and should have been sleeping instead of reading.

Also, I hopped in the pool for a while yesterday. And by a while, I mean a whopping 15 minutes. Nothing like a quick swim (with a noodle) to tell you just how incredibly out of shape you are. Hooray.

Bring on the bitches.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

I nearly made...

...a dress today. Only the sleeves and the hem left, but I'm sleeeeeepy. :)

Perhaps I'll laze about, go to bed early, and finish in the morning?

Friday, May 15, 2009

Stand up for them...

...because they cannot stand up for themselves:

Thursday, May 14, 2009

There are two things...

...in my life I'm not very good at monitoring:

1) My finances (Boy, those shopping trips do add up, don't they?)
2) My food (I've got a sweet tooth the size of Texas. And Texas is big.)


Today, I'm being good about both. But dang it if I don't want a baby Heath bar (they're in the outer office) or a cinnamon doughnut (kitchen, and I bought them). Also, this is the first weekend that I haven't had anything going on, and I'm super excited about it. I plan to stay home, make healthy/yummy dinners, watch movies, sew things, and not spend money!!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I love Life...

...Cereal. I love actual life too, but I started my day with a big bowl of the munchy kind.

I must apologize to my dear readers (all three of you), who may feel neglected by my lack of posting this week. I have started another blog, for the specific purpose of detailing my work in Texas. I wasn't going to, but a series of events changed my mind.

Anywho...it is here: http://brazoriavista.blogspot.com/

Much love and happy days.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Siew has come...

...to Texas! She arrived last night, and we went to my small group. Today we slept in (my first time in weeks...whoo!), ate at The Local, went to Buc-ee's (the big one), went to the beach, played in the waves, went to Galveston, met Maggie and Luke, ate at Mosquito, walked around the strand, went back to Surfside to look for dolphins, ate Blue Bell ice cream, came back to Lake Jackson, and spent two hours alternating between the pool and hot tub.

I can now jump (cannonball) off the diving board without a noodle, and can dive (fall) in (not off the diving board...yet) face first without plugging my nose. I've come a long way, baby. Bring on the summer pool parties.

Now we're showered and I'm aloed. I wore my two-piece today, and parts of my back that hadn't seen the sun in maybe 10 years fried to a bright crispy shade of ruby.

Two things...

...about this: Nutria Set Loose in WalMart

1) I wish I'd gone into that WalMart.
2) The lady is dumb.




I really enjoy nonsensical, yet serious news.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Tyrone Wells writes...

...my heart. I'd marry him, if he wasn't in California* and if he had any idea I existed. And if we actually got on well together. You never really know.


Will you like to watch the sunrise?
Will you have blue or brown eyes?
What are the dreams you long to share?
I hope you like Stevie Wonder.
Are you afraid of thunder?
I close my eyes and say a prayer you're out there somewhere.

I've been waiting all my life for you.
I've been wishing on every shining star.
I've been watching out of my window
Wondering where you are, wondering where you are.

My heart's my only treasure,
I've been saving it for your pleasure.
I can't wait to give my heart to you.
We'll walk this road together
That leads us to forever
I close my eyes and say a prayer you're out there somewhere.

I've been waiting all my life for you.
I've been wishing on every shining star.
I've been watching out of my window
Wondering where you are, wondering where you are.

Too many nights alone,
And this house won't be a home until I'm with you.

I've been waiting all my life for you.
I've been wishing on every shining star.
I've been watching out of my window
Wondering where you are, wondering where you are.




*Actually, I have a friend who is good friends with his drummer, and has met Tyrone too. She's the one who told me to go see him two years ago in Ann Arbor. She just didn't know I was going to fall madly, deeply in love. With his music.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Junk food...

...makes me feel tired and cranky. I'm tired and cranky.


However, Siew is coming to visit!! And, I will warn her now, I plan to put a map of Texas in front of her face and say, "Okay, choose!"

(It just has to be cheap...cause I spent tooooooo much monies the past two weekends.)

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

My heart has never been...

...so compelled to pray for anyone as it has been the last few days for two dear friends, one of whom stands defiantly against the possibility of God and the other who continues to sort through an understanding of God's reality.

I realize that one or both of them may stumble here, and recognize themselves in this description. They may even find me pretentious, in choosing to pray for them. Who am I to claim understanding of what is true, and to go so far as to ask God for revelation in their lives?

I ask them only to understand that my motivation is love. If I truly believe that the eternal destination of a sinful man is hell (or, at best, an unfulfilled life), and I truly believe that Jesus, Son of the very existent God is the only means through which we can escape this fate, and I truly believe that God responds to the persistent prayers of His people, then I have no choice but to pray for their hearts and, though it seems cliche, for their souls.

I don't know why belief in God comes easily to me, and why I can seek Him with little regard to the reasoning behind it. I do know, however, that the strongest doubts about His existence have not yet proven to me that there are not equal doubts regarding His lack of existence. And if there is any doubt that God may be real, then I would prefer to err on the side of faith. If I am wrong, then my death is the end of speculation -- and everything else. If I am right, then my death is my beginning -- either in damnation or in paradise.

I'll take eternity with a side of heaven, please.

I get happy when I read things...

...like this:

http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/04/30/heroes.doc.hendley/index.html?eref=rss_topstories

I was thinking yesterday that I want to do a "40 Days of Water" fast. Blood:Water Mission did one that loosely correlated with Lent, but I forgot about it until about halfway through (I was moving, I think?) and didn't participate (boooo!). After the past couple of weekends, I know I'm spending a lot of money on drinks (drive-through daiquiris in NOLA...haha) that could be building wells.

Let's weigh this out...two drinks for Carolyn or fourteen years of hydration for one African? Hmm...wobble wobble, tip tip, Carolyn just fell off the scale. Guess she had a little too much. Africans win.

(Yes, my average tab of $14 for a night out with friends will pay for 14 years of water for an African. It's amazing.)

The concept is that you drink only water for 40 days, then donate the money you saved to Blood:Water or another organization that builds wells. It's a small sacrifice on our part, truly. But it makes a huge difference in the lives of others.

Who will join me??

Monday, May 4, 2009

I feel ineffectual...

...in my job today. I think I'm on a hamster wheel -- running, but going nowhere.

It doesn't motivate me much.

Every time I travel...

...I come back weighing less than when I left. It doesn't matter the length of the trip, nor the amount of food I eat. I ate a LOT in Albuquerque. I ate a lot of very rich foods, no less. But I lost weight. Then I went to New Orleans. I ate less than in Albuquerque, but still plenty. And came back having shed 2 more pounds. Plus, I got to see new cities, meet new people, and have an extraordinarily good time.

Conclusion? Traveling is the best diet ever.


(But possibly also one of the most expensive.)


I feel like I should recap on my awesome good time in New Orleans, perhaps in the same vein as with Albuquerque. I really don't feel like it. At least not today. So, if you'd like to know all about it, call me! Or, if you're Siew, I'll tell you Thursday!