Things I miss about Capernwray

Stealing Heidi for the California interactive group
Praying that God would give me hot water before every shower
Brioche
Custard
True Cold
the loop
lectures
climbing trees all on my own
watching "steve's dream" movie made by Caleb
under the stairs time
singing my heart out in the Conference Hall while vacuuming for my duty before lectures when there was no one there.
The bell, the bell, and the gong.
fighting for the last criossant
the WC movie hour
Going over to Trevor and Viv's for burgers and football.
Amir
"Good morning everyone, your breakfast is ready, Good morning everybody your breakfast is ready."
"Chad Campbell, please report to Dave's office. Chad Campell, please report to Dave's office."
Sue Gilmore calling me and Marisa "flower".
Walking to the bus stop, either alone or with a friend.
the spring
sheep
daffodils
Ben C-M's creative antics
tea break
the Penguin Addiction
the Tower Girls
songs by Jimmy and Justin
Kristina Swenson
The Beehive
The joy of having the freedom to order pizza when dinner looks grim
I could go on, but I won't. So, what do you miss?

Happy Yanksgiving

The custard song...the stable boy song, war poetry, mud and poo in my eye, crying on Caleb Atkins' shoulder because his was the only one available when I broke down because I missed home, weird vanilla ice cream, Happy Thanksgiving yanks turned into "happy Yanksgiving".
This year, lots and lots of family, and lots and lots of food. The salad went over well. My boyfriend's family came over for dessert, which made me really happy, because they're quite fun. Last year-- I loved and miss terribly. This year--fun and wonderful in a completely different way.

This is Your Brain...

Taking a break from studying. I'm not slacking off, just letting the info seep in for a while, so I can do nothing. It's been raining lately, which is nice. Life is nice right now. Thanksgiving is coming up in a few days..my sister and her family will be here. I'm making salad for the dinner as my contribution. Last year--mud football, sheep patties and mud in my eyes because I got tackled by Rob McCalister, cold--very cold. Pasta for dinner, and really weird apple pie and yellow ice cream. This year...my first Thanksgivng in two years, I'm forcing my family to have something healthy for dinner. Ha ha...I'm still from california...I eat health food.
I must go put my brain back on a frying pan of acedemia. Map of Asia and the Minor Prophets here I come. Side note..Rob Whittacker's minor prophets lectures has been such a perk, I remember just about everything (Cows of Bashan!).

The Trip to North Carolina i never told you about.

So a few weeks ago, my family and I went up to the North Carolina Mts. for the day to see the fall colors. What can I say, people from California who have never seen seasons, trees that actually change color is a huge deal. They were gorgeous, I admit, it was like a fairy land, that got old and died when I started getting really, really, tired. This was rectified by a nice family dinner at the Cracker Barrel. For y'all from areas of the country where they have the Cracker Barrel, good food, but I don't think they call it 'cracker' barrel for nothing if you know what I mean (all white people--no good!!). Behold--some leaves, me, and my nephew.

anyone there?

I kind of feel like this is a superflouous blog. few people read it here and there. well, I'm also a sucky blogger, so that may have something to do with it. I realized that I do miss Capernwray, but if I went back, it would only be weird. As long as the people I shared it with weren't a part of it, the magic is lost. It would be like a ghost. I was there right in the middle of spring break when there was only a few there, and it was so bizzare, I couldn't believe it. So I miss all of you, the any of you out there who read this, I long for cocoa on Sunday nights underneath the stairs. Late night-loop walks. Getting ready before a banquet. and where in the heck is Danny? Ok Capernwray friends, I believe that it is time to put the pressure on Danny Herbst to get a blog, he may be one of the last remaining stragglers of the Torchbearer blog world.

Of Mice and Mold

My brother and his family work as an apartment manager in cali, but alas, their apartment is ridden with mold, so much so that the babies are living in a tent in their living room and are sick all the time. But does their apartment owner, who I affectionately refer to as the slum lord, do anything? No, they say to buck it up and make sure no one moves out. Department of Health here we come! On top of the mold, they have several convicted sex offenders living at every apartment to their right, left, and behind. I have a neice, two nephews and a gorgeous sister-in-law. Predators beware--if you try anything, not only will my brother beat you to a living pulp, but I will burn whatever is left, OK? They've had murders in their front lawn. I'd say they can't wait to move, what do you think?

Wood Earrings

Only leslie and Kaylie and Liana can truly appreciate this. Today, my mom and I were at World Market, which is pretty much one of my favorite places on earth, not only because they have English Chocolate (yes, that's right, I had a turkish delight today. Here we come Capernwray pounds!), but also because I got a pair of wooden earrings today. yes girls, the much sought after wooden earrings we searched high and low over the ancient city of York for. they're not quite the cool spikey kind, but rather ginormous dangly wood chunks. leslie, you "wood" (ha ha!) love this place. I could seriously spend a bizillion dollars there, maybe even a bizillion pounds. i was struck with my sudden rush of consumer materialism that I didn't think I was capable of, but I so totally am. I envisioned buying the entire store, then I realized, I don't need the entire store. In fact, I need to leave.