My introduction to the world of blogging

Until a few years ago, I had no idea there was this whole subculture growing and thriving just beyond my view. I thought of the internet as something entertaining to look at and fiddle with when I was bored, supposed to be doing homework, or actually doing homework. I didn’t know there was an entire arena of wonderful, wise, funny, and highly entertaining friends throwing a party I was invited to attend if I wanted.

I am talking about the world of blogging.

It was a few years ago now that I was sitting in church, listening to a guest speaker on Mother’s Day. The speaker was Lisa Whelchel, one of the stars of the late-1980s tv show “The Facts of Life”. She was a wonderful guest speaker who kept everyone interested and entertained in her message. After she spoke and the pastor was thanking her onstage for her message, he mentioned her recently-written book would be on sale in the lobby. Intrigued, I bought a copy, took it home, loved it and its conversational, witty style, and found myself one day browsing around her website that she mentioned in the book.

The website was very interactive, with a blog that she updated frequently and many other features that really let you get a glimpse of who she was and what she was about. She used Biblical truth to support her choices and constantly encouraged those through her writing. I found myself learning lots from her blog, and coming back from time to time to see what was new.

One day, in lieu of an update from her own life, Lisa Whelchel had a guest posting from one of her friends, DeeDee of fiddledeedee.net fame.

Her post was friggin’ HILARIOUS!! It made me laugh out loud (which is the quickest way to make a fan out of me) and I went straight to her blog to get some more chuckles from her musings. She definitely never disappoints.

After a pretty long while of reading her stuff, I began to notice I would “plan out” posts of my own, without even really thinking much about it. It began to be not quite enough to just read the blogs. I wanted to write them too. I wanted people to know a little about me as I learned a little about them.

I was soon to be moving into my very first apartment with three crazy, funny, energetic roommates who were sure to entertain me contantly with sarcasm, ditz moments, and other shenanigans. I was starting my very last year of college before I would be thrown out into the “real world” (worst term ever). I was (and still am) being bombarded suddenly with all these future-altering decisions that must be made IMMEDIATELY.

So much was (and is) going on that I know I have to write, or I’ll wind up face down in the carpet. The one that perpetually needs to be vacuumed. And trust me, its just not safe to be breathing in whatever was left deep down there from the apartment’s previous occupants.

I’m just sayin’.

So that’s why I blog. That’s why I started. And that’s where I am in my life. Its messy, its crazy, its fun, its frustrating, its hilarious. . . But its all real, its my outlet, and its my stab at blogging.

September 15, 2008. me!. 2 comments.

My first meme!!! (Whatever that is….)

I got this from AntiqueMommy’s site (http://antiquemommy.com)… While she didn’t tag me DIRECTLY by name, she unofficially tagged me at the end of hers. Haha. That sounds so stalker-esque.

But in all seriousness, I have been reading her stuff for a while now. She keeps me interested and entertained even though we are in different stages of life, and I can not entirely relate to the things she may be confronted with. She seems like a wonderful lady and a great mom to her adorable little boy.

ANYWAY. I was starting to feel guilty about the lack of new posts for the last few days, so I jumped at the chance for a pre-made one! For all you avid readers of mine.

All two of ya.

On a busy day.

Ahem.

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1. How long have you been blogging?

I am still very new to the blogging thing. I started blogging around May, I think. I have been reading blogs for a while now though, maybe a few years (?). I have about 4 or 5 blogs that I read just about every day, and they all inspired me to try it out for myself. Also, this is my last year of college and first year in an apartment, so I wanted to be able to remember as much of it as I possibly can.

2. What are the good things blogging has brought to your life?

Patience.

3. What would you consider the pitfalls?

 

No pitfalls off the top of my head. But I do wish I could figure out how to get people to stop by and say hi… I would love some feedback.

By the way…. Kelsey Smith and Michelle-Yeahwhatever, you have no idea what your feedback and advice means to this novice blogger!!


4. Tell us about your blog name. Ever think of changing it? If so, to what? Why?

 

My blog name comes from my favorite quote: “If you want to plan your life, plan it in pencil!” Life is crazy, and messy, and fun, and always changes the minute you think you’ve figured it out. You can plan things out to a “T”, but if things are supposed to change, they will. You gotta just roll with the punches. Therefore, make any future plans “in pencil”, so they can be changed if needed.

And nah. Its still a new blog. Much MUCH too early for a bloggity mid-life crisis.

5. Knowing what you know now, was starting a blog a good thing for you? Why or why not?

The glass is always half-full. I’m just having fun, and trying to learn new things and meet new people. 

6. How do you think blogging, bloggers, or the blogosphere has changed since you started?

 

You know… quite a few of these questions seem to be geared toward the more experienced bloggers. The ones who have been doing this longer than, say, four months… 

8. Ultimately, what would you like your blog to accomplish for you or others?

I hope to have my eyes opened to other viewpoints and stories through blogging friends, to always see the funny side of everything, and to become a better writer.

For others, I hope for them whatever they may hope for themselves.

 

 

Who are you? Really?

1. Name something or a few things that bug you and expound. We want your unfettered opinion(s). Shouldn’t be blog related.

-I can’t stand patronizing people. Drives me up the wall.
-People who talk in baby voices to other adults. To which I ask: “Really….?”
-People who go 40 miles per hour in the fast lane of the highway. Pretty self-explanatory.

2. Tell us about one of your best childhood memories.

I had a great childhood. My mom was always very involved in everything my sister and I did, and was always loving and supportive. She was exactly the kind of mother I want to be one day. My dad was a big part of our lives too: he coached my sister’s softball team, would play with us after a long day, and even became an official, registered girl scout so that he could go on camping trips and events with me and my sister’s troops (both of which my mom was leader of).

3. Describe your perfect day.

Waking up to gorgeous weather and having a great quiet time with the Lord. Then it would be fun to go to a giant party with all of my family and friends, where no one is in a bad mood and we are all just swimming, playing volleyball, eating, and enjoying each other’s company.

4. Do you have a hobby that you love?

I love to sing. I used to sing in choirs from the time I could talk until I graduated high school. And from middle school  ’til high school graduation, I did solo competitions.

And as for right now? My steering wheel is very impressed.

5. Tell us the best and the worst thing about being you.

The best? There is currently no one cooler or more creative than me…. I am sitting here filling out a giant survey in lieu of a thought-provoking, encouraging, inspiring post.

(Snort) Yeah right.

The worst? Probably something closely resembling my answer for the best thing about me…

6. What’s the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you? We want all the details.

Oh honey-child. My life is stocked full of more embarassing moments than it should be legal for one person to have been through. I’ll share more of them as I keep on blogging.

7. What blog related thing bugs you?

Nothing, right off the top of my head….

Personal stuff:

How old are you? 21

Married? Nope
Children? No.
If so, homeschool, private, or public? n/a
Favorite season? I don’t like to be cold.

Favorite pass time?
I love to sing, read, hang out with friends, watch a movie (preferably comedy), and there is nothing quite like a good nap when its rainy outside.

Favorite color?
Yellow. Or just generally happy colors.

Favorite movie?
Oh goodness. I don’t know that I have just one. I have different favorites in different genres.

Favorite song?
See above answer.

Mac or PC? PC
Dog or Cat? Dog.
Salt or Pepper? Both!!
Vanilla or Chocolate? Chocolate is a girl’s best friend
Diet Coke, Sweet Tea or Evian? SWEET TEA!!!!!!!!!!
Steak, Chicken or Shrimp? Steak or chicken. I’m not much of a seafood eater.

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The end!!!! And now, I tag my only two readers I know of, Kelsey and Michelle! Remember to link back to whoever tagged you, and then make sure you tag others! Have fun!

September 13, 2008. Tags: . me!. 2 comments.

Wedding fiasco

I get lost alot.

Its pretty much a near-constant thing.

I actually got lost just yesterday, trying to get to a wedding. “Trying” is the operative word. I looked online, saw that it takes 15 minutes to get to the chapel from my school, and so I left about half an hour early… Ha!

Allow me to repeat myself: HA!!!!

You would think allowing 30 minutes for a supposedly 15 minute drive would be plenty of time. Also considering that weddings never really start on time. In both cases, you would be absolutely right, working with anyone else’s luck. But, my dears, we are working with my luck. Hence, the “HA!!!!”

ANYWAYS. I got lost about 3 different times, made plenty of U-turns, and arrived at the chapel grinding my teeth and muttering darkly under my breath. About 20-25 minutes late. And, the wedding apparently DID start on time, because I arrived just as some of the guests (the ones not staying for the reception) were leaving. I darted in the side door, hoping no one would notice my extreme tardiness. . . and darted straight into the only group at this wedding that I actually knew.

(Are you noticing the luck patterns here? Fabulous, huh?)

After some embarrassed explanations about my lateness, they chuckled at me and filled me in on the gorgeous-ness of the ceremony I had missed. Noting my disappointment, one friend quickly consoled me with “Oh, but its ok. The whole ceremony went by so fast, she (the bride) probably didn’t even notice who was there and who wasn’t. You can see her at the reception.”

Feeling better, our group walked through the double doors into the reception hall. And at this point, I am completely exaggerating. Reception closet is much more accurate. There was nowhere for our party of six to sit. Only two or three open chairs, max.

What did we do, you may ask? We waited for the joyous couple to come out of the picture-taking session, gave them hugs and kisses and congratulations, cheered from the hallway as the new Mr. and Mrs. were intrduced to the reception, and toasted their nuptuals down the street at the Olive Garden.

Where I got marinara splotches on the white part of my dress.  

I impress myself.

September 7, 2008. just my luck.... 2 comments.

Science and I don’t mesh well together

For reasons unknown to me, which I KNOW must be a God-orchestrated thing, I am a Bachelor of Science.

I royally suck at sciences.

But, thankfully, I am in my last science class ever! *cue thunderous applause* The bad news? Its chemistry. In high school chemistry, I was at school early every day (around 7 or 730) to go to early morning tutorials in that subject. And I still only scraped a C.

I think the main problem with that class was the teacher always used food as an example of how to explain things. For someone as food-minded as I am, this was not a good technique. Each time we talked about moles (didn’t get them then, still don’t get them now… apparently they’re some type of chemistry-related-measurement-thing) she would begin by saying “Pretend I’m making blueberry muffins… now I’ll put 6 moles of flour–” I never heard what she said past that:

Mmmm… muffins…. those sound so good right now… I love blueberry muffins too. Probably my favorite kind. . . Wait. Did she just say she puts MOLES in her muffins??? What kind of person puts MOLES in their muffins????!!! Flour, yes. Egg, yes. A little sugar, yes. A small, underground-tunneling rodent, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS LADY?! Sicko. . . You know, I’ve never seen a mole in the wild. I wonder if they look like the moles in cartoons…” 

Around then, I would come back to reality just in time to hear my teacher say, “And that’s how you get your answer. Understand?”

Um. Nope.

The same holds true now. With some slight differences. For one, we have not yet covered moles. But I’m sure they will be quite nostalgic.

My new issue in chemistry class, while I’m sitting there in total confusion, is that the teacher is literally sounding more and more like the teacher from Charlie Brown. “Mwah mah mah nah nah wah wah…”

I wish I were exaggerating.

I have to physically shake myself to clear the Charlie Brown teacher from my head, and force myself to focus all over again. Its a very delicate process involving enormous self-control and caffeine.

This is gonna be a fun class this semester, I can tell.

September 4, 2008. school.... 2 comments.

I will not be moved

I Will Not Be Moved
By Natalie Grant

I have been the wayward child
I have acted out
I have questioned Sovereignty
And had my share of doubt
And though sometimes my prayers feel like
They’re bouncing off the sky
The hand I hold won’t let me go
And is the reason why

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved

Bitterness has plagued my heart
Many times before
My life has been like broken glass
And I have kept the score
Of all my shattered dreams
And though it seemed
That I was too far gone
My brokenness helped me to see
It’s grace I’m standing on

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved

And the chaos in my life
Has been a badge I’ve worn
Though I have been torn
I will not be moved

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved

 

Seriously, guys. This song is amazing.

September 1, 2008. Faith. 1 comment.