Love and Tenderness

So, I am starting to get the hint that I need to blog. So here I am! Hello blogging people! Let me just say that I am so blessed to be at Redeemer this year. Many of you who know me well, know that I went to school this year with a lot of reservations. And, it's true. It has been hard not to have you around. Very hard. But I am meeting some super awesome peeps. Choir is already shaping up (although us Sopranos are struggling...ahhhh!!! Laura and Kris, where are you?). The best thing is when I am least expecting it, I get ambushed in the hall by Laura or Kris or Mira and I have to do a double take before I realize who they are. I feel so loved though, and super popular when that happens because the first and second years get to see how cool I am for associating with alumni. Maybe I will make more friends if you guys keep popping up around school and surprising me. It seems my coolness factor is assissted in this. I love you and miss you all and even though this year is turning out to be much better than I thought, no one can replace you guys!!!

The Right Stuff

I was debating with Felix this week about whether or not Marky Mark was one of the New Kids on the Block, and as a previous NKOTB fanatic, I argued that he most certainly was NOT one of the New Kids. I am just posting this to prove my point. As trivial as it might be.

"New Kids On The Block (later NKOTB) was a successful boy band of the late 1980s and early 1990s. Assembled in Boston in 1984 by producer Maurice Starr; the members consisted of brothers Jordan Knight and Jonathan Knight, Joey McIntyre, Donnie Wahlberg and Danny Wood. The group went on to sell over 70 million albums worldwide, generated hundreds of million of dollars of concert revenues, and roughly paved the way for acts like Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC." (Wikipedia)

And so it is...

I cannot believe school is starting up again and that today is that day. AHHHHH!!!! I am half excited and half terrified. You would think that after four years of Redeemer-going that I would just be used to this by now, but I'm not. I am particularly anxious this year because I know that I have WAY too much going on with overloading both semesters, choir and curating the art gallery. I am also really sad that so many of my close friends have departed from the Redeemer campus. I think that is the hardest part. I would have loved to spend my last year with the people who were there from the beginning. I am praising Jesus for Laura Stewart, Gayle Doornbos, Amanda VanHalteren, Adam Harris, Cass Dauphin, Emily Darling, and Annie Ling right now. They will make this final year bearable and I don't think I could do it without them. As for the rest of you, you will be terribly missed!!! And so it is upon me...

Exodus Highway

This past weekend proved to me that I have very little tolerance for the impolite. Jay and I have been working for his parents at their chip truck which travels to different events in the London area this summer and our more recent experiences have been with St. Thomas. No offense to anyone who is from there or who knows someone who is from there, but that town is miserable. Every second person treated us as though we were completely incompetent. I know a few people who come from St. Thomas--absolutely stellar individuals--but after these past couple of weeks I am beginning to wonder how they could possibly be born out of that town. I got to a point where when one guy demanded his money back for some ridiculous reason, I told him he was more than welcome to his money returned and good riddance. Yep, I too have a breaking point. Just because I am covered in grease and working in a chip truck, is it too much to ask for the same respect that I would show were the roles reversed? Anyhow, that is why we need Jesus.

The point is: nothing is more refreshing than the drive home after working for 25 or 30 hours in an event trailer where you yourself feel a little deep fried and cranky by the end of it all, serving the embittered and tired, and having no where to vent about it except to yourself in the Johnny on the Spot on your 2 minute breaks.