Does anyone need a transition? I'll give you some of mine!

Because my life is not nuts enough, in the past 2 weeks and in the coming 2 weeks I have/will.....

1. moved
2. started a new job
3. graduated
4. started dating someone (yay!)
5. started a new small group
6. switched church campuses

When it rains, it pours!

Ah, how I love making lists.

picture....perfect

I had new employee orientation today and yesterday with 4 of my classmates (so much fun!). We got our ID badges today, and to our utter dismay,

-Jake looks like a child-molester

-Jenny is half smiling, half confused and the picture is blurry

-Max looks like a member of the Russian mofia

-I have no neck and my hair takes up the entire box (we dubbed it the "floating head")

-Abby refused to show her picture to anyone leading me to believe that it's just as bad as our's! (on a side note, where exactly does that apostrophe go? is it after the "s" or is there one at all? or is it where it should be?)

We all got a hearty laugh from our glamour shots.

You never knew....

I've always wanted blue eyes.

Point and flex, point and flex, tondu, frappe, pas de chat....

I'm beside myself with glee right now because I'M GOING TO THE NUTCRACKER on Friday!!!!

(insert stupid little dance around the kitchen punctuated by shrill squeeling and awkward arm flailing)

Good work, good work.

START: August 20, 2001

1,936 days
100+ friends
13 semesters
1 Starbucks addiction
11 roommates
8 pairs of running shoes
13 majors
2 parking tickets
1 gopher's football game (accidentally) in the frat section
1 empty bank account
4 goldfish
1 half marathon
12 bagpipe lessons
1 stay in the hospital
21 weddings
2 field trips
16 pounds
2 funerals
1 Honduran parasite
1 year of Easy Mac
2 madrigal dinners
4 jobs
1 new kitten
1 all-nighter
3 pairs of mittens

END: December 8, 2006

Why the 80's?

I determined today that I was born in the wrong decade. Most of my friends have known this for sometime but now I have one more reason to think so: Dr. Eastland!

He's the transfusion doctor at the hospital and frankly, he's the cutest man EVER! He wears a bowtie and has this huge moustache and wears hiking boots with his dress pants, not to mention that he's very sweet and has a lovely spirit. Gentle, he's gentle. He's brilliant and very smart but doesn't let it get to his head. He's absent-minded and incredibly social. He loves his job and does it very well. He's kind.

If only he wasn't 60!

A fond look at my recent high school reunion!

This past weekend in the span of 3 hours I ran into John L. and Chris H. - totally random!

John and I have been friends since 6th grade, and I've known Chris since first grade, when he parted his hair on the side and tucked his shirt into his pants that were always pulled up a little too high.

John played the french horn through middle school, but he always read during band practice and got scolded a lot for not practicing for his lessons....in high school we were in a lot of the same classes, including French class. Let's just say that French was always amazingly fun! He, Ben B., Ben N. and I composed "les quatre Benjamins" (I adopted the name Benjamine and John adopted Benjamin, obviously). John was the one who cheerleaded me into joining the track team junior year and introduced me to my favorite running route, put up with many failed and poorly written chemistry lab reports (as a funny side note, I HATED science in high school! Ha! Love how life turns out....), wanted me on his broomball team even though I had to stop every 5 minutes to blow my nose....so many fond memories!

Chris and I go WAY back to elementary school, where we endured the wrath of our cranky first grade teacher, walking outside in the freezing winters to go to E.L.P. (Enriched Learning Program) in 5th grade, 10th grade biology and a debate gone terribly wrong, many marching band trips, A.P. projects and reports that always got worked on til 1-2am, caffeine pills and Snyder's Pharmacy....we used to call him "Quasi" after Quasi Moto in the Hunchback of Notre Dame (he slouched a little bit)....In 3rd grade math class he and Kenny Majoris made up this song: "Gretchen (insert my last name cuz I don't want it online), American gravity, Neer neer neer neer!" and let's just say that I heard it quite frequently for the next 10 years!

Good times, good times.