Wow, what a sunday it's been! I woke up with heavy eyes and what seemed like bricks attatched to my legs.- tired, tired, tired. Even as I write this my typo amount is emense. I need more sleep! It's almost as if I don't have the ability to sleep in- must have inherited that from my mom! But that's not point.
Anyways, I woke up and off to church we go! The sermon was great! The story of the Good Samaritan. We learned having gratitude is the right attitude. I think I'm pretty thankful but this made me aware of just HOW thankful we should be. Think about it: We have clean water, food, clothing, family and friends. All of our needs and most of our wants are taken care of. And I can't say that about people in some foreign places (i.e Africa) it's amazing how much we take for granted. We all fall victim to this.
After church, I went over to Bailey's for a while. Just a simple run to Fresh and Easy is fun with a friend. We got to her house and had tuna sandwhiches and ate a whole bag of chips! HA!
When my mom came and got me, we left Bail's neighborhood and she said, "I'm thirsty." We all know what that means! Coffee drink! I love hanging out with my mom. We have such a fun relationship, she's not the kind of mom that's your "best friend", but more the mom that's always there. And I think that's a good thing. I need cheer shoes and we went all over Gilbert looking for the right pair, and of course no luck. So we're going to have to order them- grr.
My grandparents came over for dinner and the holiday vibe was alive. The ornaments began covering the tree around 7 and I must say the Christmas tree is gorgeous. The memories those ornaments bring back are amazing. The magic a christmas tree holds is astonishing. All the whimsy and charm- I just love it!
So now I sit here to reflect on the day and smile. Thanksgiving will be here shortly. Good quality time with family and a belly full of delicious food. We'll be spending it in Alpine. A chilly mountain community, just perfect to spend a nice holiday. There's so much I'm thankful for, but my fingers are cramping and that post will have to come a little bit later this week.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Cheer Results
Last Friday (Friday the 13th I might add- great!) had been hanging over my head for weeks. Cheer results. I had made it one of my goals to make the squad and the day was finally here.
I had woken up with a fluttery feeling in my stomach, stressed and nervous. I was rehearsing chants in my sleep, THAT'S how bad I wanted it. I did everything in my power to prepare that week. There was only 1 problem: my results could very possibly become political. I could only cheer for winter because I play basketball as well. And therefore whether I made it could just depend on the "luck of the draw". Every time I thought of the ominous word "try out" that day, my stomach dropped and I felt like I could puke.
3:30 finally came around and it was time to face the panel of experienced cheerleaders- yikes! The try out went by in a blur, after I couldn't really remember anything. We sat and waited for our results until 5:30. 2 hours of anticipation! The envelope was handed to me with no glimmer of anything. No hint of what was inside. We had to wait until we were off school grounds to open it.
I proceeded to the car, with shaky legs. I was beyond nervous, what do you expect? I opened up the door and saw mom and dad's happy faces, expecting me to already have a result. I began to open the envelope. Scared and close to convulsing (dramatic, I'm aware). I immediately skipped down to the bottom and saw "We understand this was a long and difficult experience." Doesn't that sound like the beginning of a let down? Well I skipped to conclusions and figured right there and then that I hadn't made it. I crumpled the paper and threw it halfway accross the car. (Dramatic, again. I know.) The tears began to flow. My dad picked up the letter in a hurry.
He read out loud: "Congratulations, you have made the winter squad!" I couldn't believe it! My response? "I did, I did?" balling into my dad's shoulder. And then the laughter came from my mom and Ty who had been watching the whole time. They thought this was the funniest thing ever. Which I guess it was. I can say I'm embarrased at how overly emotional I got. But I learned a lesson: ALWAYS READ EVERYTHING UNTIL THE END!
Now, I understand that this reaction makes me a big dork. But I think it's stories like these I'll be reminded of in 30 years and chuckle. I thank God everyday for laughter, because life would be a dull world without it. Give thanks for all those little things, for without them it just wouldn't be right.
I had woken up with a fluttery feeling in my stomach, stressed and nervous. I was rehearsing chants in my sleep, THAT'S how bad I wanted it. I did everything in my power to prepare that week. There was only 1 problem: my results could very possibly become political. I could only cheer for winter because I play basketball as well. And therefore whether I made it could just depend on the "luck of the draw". Every time I thought of the ominous word "try out" that day, my stomach dropped and I felt like I could puke.
3:30 finally came around and it was time to face the panel of experienced cheerleaders- yikes! The try out went by in a blur, after I couldn't really remember anything. We sat and waited for our results until 5:30. 2 hours of anticipation! The envelope was handed to me with no glimmer of anything. No hint of what was inside. We had to wait until we were off school grounds to open it.
I proceeded to the car, with shaky legs. I was beyond nervous, what do you expect? I opened up the door and saw mom and dad's happy faces, expecting me to already have a result. I began to open the envelope. Scared and close to convulsing (dramatic, I'm aware). I immediately skipped down to the bottom and saw "We understand this was a long and difficult experience." Doesn't that sound like the beginning of a let down? Well I skipped to conclusions and figured right there and then that I hadn't made it. I crumpled the paper and threw it halfway accross the car. (Dramatic, again. I know.) The tears began to flow. My dad picked up the letter in a hurry.
He read out loud: "Congratulations, you have made the winter squad!" I couldn't believe it! My response? "I did, I did?" balling into my dad's shoulder. And then the laughter came from my mom and Ty who had been watching the whole time. They thought this was the funniest thing ever. Which I guess it was. I can say I'm embarrased at how overly emotional I got. But I learned a lesson: ALWAYS READ EVERYTHING UNTIL THE END!
Now, I understand that this reaction makes me a big dork. But I think it's stories like these I'll be reminded of in 30 years and chuckle. I thank God everyday for laughter, because life would be a dull world without it. Give thanks for all those little things, for without them it just wouldn't be right.
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