Tuesday, September 30, 2003

Is it Friday yet? Sigh. I wish! Actually, this week is going pretty well, I'm just ready for the weekend! I spent the weekend studying for Monday's exam. Yuck! Well, I did get kidnapped on Saturday night for an hour while David took me out to dinner. (Thanx, David!) Also, the phone kept ringing on Saturday night. i guess I was popular. One of the calls was our Music Director at church. Our orchestra was supposed to play on Sunday, and there were two percussionists playing, myself included. Well, he called to tell me that Howard was sick, and could I play the drum set at the 11:00 service? Since I was already going to be there, I said sure. Although that meant that I had to do some running, as the orchestra was on one side of the sanctuary, and the drum set was on the other.

The choir rehearsal went very well on Sunday. The kid who had been screaming did not this week. I think it might have been because I asked her mother to sit in on rehearsal with her. At any rate, I heard not a peep from her, aside from singing the song with the rest of the kids. I also had someone come in to help me with the choir. Since she doesn't play the piano and I do, she is going to stand in front of the kids and cue them, while I play the piano. We had a great rehearsal, and practiced singing while standing up, and adding hand motions. It is going to be great! Oh, and one of the girls noticed that Speedy, the guinea pig was out of water, so we had to end rehearsal a couple minutes early so we could give him/her/it some water. Anywho, after that, I played the set. Although I was sight-reading most of it, I felt that I did well. Besides, I like playing the drums!

Monday was my exam. It was a pain in the bootie. I think I did okay, although I remembered something that I forgot to put on the exam, right after I walked out of the room. Arrrgh! Why does that always happen? Oh well, c'est la vie! Today I was out in Ft. Worth. My supervisor's daughter was sick, so I was on my own for most of the day. I did get to give an IQ test in the afternoon, which was fun. Well, no it wasn't fun, but I did it anyway. Tonight at band rehearsal, we had another percussionist show up. Yay!!! This is a good thing, because there are several parts that we cannot cover simply because there are not enough of us. I had someone who was going to play the piano on a song, unfortunately, she was not able to change her schedule, so I wound up doing it. Which is fine with me, except he stopped everyone else and had me play it by myself. (Since I had never looked at the part before, you know I enjoyed THAT.) Anywho, it was a good rehearsal. Tomorrow I get to finish my case presentation (yuck). On tap for this weekend, my cousin's wedding on Saturday and the debut of the Carol Choir on Sunday morning. Something to look forward to next weekend: David and I are going down to College Station for Alumni Weekend at the Wesley Foundation. I don't know what exactly I'm getting myself into, but I am looking forward to it.

Quote of the Day: "Lord Overspock, fleas eat maypo. Red shoes." -- heard over the intercom in a brand new school a couple of years ago. (I think they need to get the intercom system fixed.)


Saturday, September 27, 2003

Hello world! I have a quick plug! We have a family member who made the Top Ten Finalists on the Kim Dawson Model Search. Actually, she's not directly related to me, but she's my aunt's niece on their other side of the family. Anywho, so go to Dallas Morning News and vote for Alex Winnubst! (Gee, I remember when she was three years old. I feel really old, now!)


Friday, September 26, 2003

When I was a senior in high school, I was having a bad day on our spring trip. Roommates were fighting, I was really tired, plus I was a little sad about getting ready to leave high school. My friend Heather and I were talking that day, and she was saying she was having a bad day, too. Since we were both having a crummy day, and everything was going wrong, we decided to declare it a National Bad Day. Since then, if either of us are having a really bad day, we declare a National Bad Day.

This has been a National Bad Week. On Sunday, I had a screamer in choir practice. She wasn't upset or anything, just felt the need to scream during class. Which got a couple of other girls to act out, too. Arrrrghh!!! Fast forward to youth that night. We were supposed to take the kids in groups of eight off to a room to do the small group Bible study. Well, I wound up with ten very enthusiastic kids. Unfortunately, they were not enthusiastic about the lesson and did not want to listen to me. I was so frustrated! David walked by the room, and I gave him a "Help Me" look. He came in and got the kids to sit on the floor and do the lesson. Arrrrgh!!! Why didn't they listen to me?? Then I got a nice sore spot on my face thanx to one of the kids knocking into me. (For the record, it wasn't on purpose, and she felt really bad and apologized.)

On Monday, I had to present on a hormone for my psychoneuroimmunology class. Well, I found a bunch of information on my assigned hormone, however, it wasn't what she wanted. I felt so stupid!!! During my night class, a friend of mine usually drives me to my car, because it is a long way to walk in the dark. Well, she wasn't in class, so I wound up walking to my car. Sigh. I got home and found a slew of e-mail letters from the students in my class that I TA for. I was supposed to have their exam scores up on the website by Tuesday, and the students wanted to know where they were. (Yes, it was still Monday and I was getting these letters.) I put the scores on the website (so I thought) and then went to bed.

Tuesday was a day out in Ft. Worth. I was supposed to finish scoring the assessments I administered on Thursday. Well, I couldn't find the test manual for one of the tests, and I also couldn't get the software to work on one of the others! Wahhh!!! I was going absolutely nuts!!!! Then, once I got the software to work (the problem was, it was the wrong software, but it had the name of the test and said 'scoring' on it, so I thought it was the right one), the computer decided to freeze up. I had to enter the data four different times! Then, the stupid printer decided to lock up, too! Grrrrrr. Oh well. I observed a clinical interview and did a couple of tests on a woman later that day, so I didn't leave Ft. Worth until six! I was home long enough to change clothes and throw food in the general direction of my face before running off to band The rehearsal went well, although it went later than usual. I came home to more e-mails from the students, saying the grades still weren't up, and why didn't I put them up there? I worked on that, then worked on my presentation for Wednesday morning's group supervision.

On Wednesdays, before my nine o clock class, the six of us who are doing practicum out in Ft. Worth have supervision with the four practicum supervisors. During supervision, one of us presents a case they we have been working with, and then we are asked questions about it. Sounds easy, huh? WRONG!!! The supervisors hammer us with questions. I got the sense that they were not trying to be mean, they were trying to show us what they wanted us to know, and if we didn't know it, they told us to go learn about it. I had heard from the previous practicum students that they dreaded this time each week. I was volunteered to go first, and knew what to expect, thanx to the previous students. It was still not on my top ten list of fun things to do.

Well, that was how the first part of the week went. Luckily, the latter half of the week was much better. I got my report written for my practicum, and got to sit in on a very interesting session of couples therapy. I enjoy the times in Ft. Worth when all three of us on the Family Medicine rotation are there and we talk about clients, school, and sometimes even personal stuff. That is the best part. I also found out that both my degree plans (M.S. and Ph.D) have officially been filed with whoever they need to be filed with. (I think it is the graduate dean.) I also had to show my TA for my Psychophysiological Processes class that I knew how to hook someone up to an EEG machine, and how to tell what the different waves mean, and I passed with flying colors! Yay!

Well, I have an exam on Monday that I need to go study for. Have a good weekend, everyone!

Shout out to my friend Heather (yes, of National Bad Day fame). Happy Birthday, Heather!!!!!!!!

Quote of the Day: "Chocolate is not the answer. Chocolate is the question, and the answer is yes." -- from a greeting card.


Friday, September 19, 2003

ARRRRRRR! Ahoy, mateys! Shiver me timbers! Today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day! No, I am not making this up. So, even a landlubber can be a corsair for a day! Plus, people will give you strange looks for talking like this, which is always fun. Anywho, this day got started by a couple of guys who used to play racquetball together. Well, they were talking like pirates when they played racquetball, and decided to declare a day each year, when everyone around the world would talk like a pirate. They enlisted the help of Dave Barry to be the spokesperson for the event. I first read about it in Dave Barry's column in the Sunday paper last year. One of my friends from school sent me an e-mail about it last week. So, I do plan on talking like a pirate today, no matter how goofy other people think I am. (Too bad I'm not seeing patients today. They'd really think I was nuts!) All ye lads and lasses, sing your best shanty, don't get hornswaggled, and go enjoy a clap of thunder! Or Ye be walking the plank!!!!

Quote of the Day: "If you leave this website, I will kill this defenseless toilet." --Dave Barry.


Monday, September 15, 2003

Here it is, Monday again. The last couple of weeks have been absolutely insane! So, here is a really long post. Beware!

School: I am now in my fourth week of school. My classes are going well, although I have a crazy schedule. On Mondays I get up here at nine, and go home at eight-thirty. Last week I was exhausted by the middle of the afternoon, but oh well. Such is life. My TA class is fine, I am in charge of the web site for the class. I finally got it up and running last week, and haven't gotten any e-mails saying the students couldn't get on, so that is a plus. Also, I got to use some of my HTML knowledge on the site! Nothing big, but I got to use the mailto command and it actually worked! Yay! I also wound up with all of the attendance sheets for the class, which consists of everyone in the class (all three hundred something of them) writing their name and social on a sheet of paper and passing it to me. That's a lot of trees! I have to keep them until the end of the semester in case someone decides to contest that they were actually present on a day that I took attendance.

Practicum: I am working out at the Health Science Center. I found out today that I have been assigned to the family medicine clinic out there. When we are doing our practicum rotations, we will have white coats and name badges, so I get to feel official. I told David about the white coat, so he went out and bought me a Fisher Price doctor kit. Thanx, David! Last Wednesday, I went to a grand rounds session out there. The grand rounds are where someone comes in and lectures on a topic that is of interest to the doctors and medical students out there. My practicum supervisors think it is good experience for us to go, so I went. The lecture was rather boring, although I did enjoy the free lunch that I got. We also all got free tote bags, and chocolate! I think I will definitely have to go to more of those.

Church: Things are moving right along at church. I have had two rehearsals with the first and second grade choir. The first rehearsal was insane! Picture this: fifteen kids, Desiree, and a guinea pig. Plus, we didn't really do a whole lot last week, as it was the first week of the new Sunday school year, and they were just getting used to new teachers and all that. One of them stuck her weekly church offering between the slats of the guinea pig's cage, and was hollering that he was trying to eat her offering. This week, I had a song for them to work on (we perform during the service on October 5) and that went really, really well. The kids surprised me in that they liked the song that I didn't think they would like. They also did really well to work on the words and memorizing them. (Since they are so young, we don't try to have them read the music or the words, I just teach it to them by rote.) One of the boys raised his hand during one of the verses, and after we finished the verse, I called on him, thinking perhaps he had a question about the music, or needed to go to the bathroom. Instead, he proceeded to tell me that it was Sunday, and the next day is Monday. Not quite knowing how to respond to that, I nodded and told him, that yes that was right. It did make me laugh, though. We had our first orchestra rehearsal of the season yesterday. I was the only percussionist there, so I made sure I was wearing my running shoes! Don picked out some great music for us, and I look forward to playing it during the service!

Band: The Carrollton Band has had two rehearsals already. We are playing some really great stuff (lots of percussion parts). We are currently working on our program that we will play in October. One of the pieces we are rehearsing is the Harry Potter Symphonic Suite. It starts off with nothing but the bells (me) playing the Hedwig's Theme. The first time we did it, I didn't know that I was playing by myself, so I thought maybe I was in the wrong spot, but I was correct. At our board meeting about a month ago, we discussed having a standard piece that we started every show with, and another that we ended with. Someone thought the Liberty Bell march would be good, but every time I hear it, I think Monty Python's Flying Circus, so I didn't think that one would be good. Oh well, we will think of something.

David: He is great! We went dancing last weekend at Red River, which is where we had our first date. We had wanted to go to this place out in Lewisville, but as we drove past, we discovered that it is now a biker bar, and probably not a good place to go. So we opted for Red River. This weekend we had a wedding shower for my cousin and her fiance. Since they wanted it to be a couples shower, David got to come. (I don't think he would use the word "got" though.) We had a good turnout and had a great time. David was deemed the official videographer of the shower. Between he and my father, we got a really nice video of the whole thing. The funniest part of the video had to be when Kimmie (my cousin) was playing on the pachinko machine. She was really hitting it hard!! David and I typically see each other on the weekends, due to both of us having crazy schedules. I do typically show up at his church on Sunday nights for youth events. I took a group of girls aside last week, to do the small group Bible study, that was a lot of fun. Last Wednesday, I went with him for Bible study. He was telling the junior high kids the story of Samson. Well, he mentioned something about how Samson was going to go make kissy-kissy with his fiancee, and the kids all looked at me! I thought that was funny. David did too.

Quote of the Day: "Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?" --Holly.
"The mean reds? You mean like the blues?" --Fred (Paul).
"No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?" --Holly.
"Sure." --Fred (Paul).
"When I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away." --Holly, from Breakfast at Tiffany's


Thursday, September 11, 2003

Hey, world! I have not updated this site in awhile, life has been so hectic! In honor of September 11, I am posting an essay that I wrote last year. I think it is still relevant today.

September 11, 2002

“Where were you when you first heard about the attacks on New York and Washington D.C.?”

This is a question that we all undoubtedly have heard often since last year. I was just waking up, enjoying the last few minutes of quiet time before getting ready to head up to school. I smiled to myself, remembering a happy dream and the beauty of a brand new day. That was promptly interrupted by my mother bursting into my bedroom and telling me what had just happened.

We sat together on the couch, watching in horror as the news stations kept replaying the video of the plane crashing into the building. I saw the towers collapse in a heap, much like my spirits, as well as most of the nation’s spirits that day. I could not watch the television; I did not want to watch it, yet I could not turn my eyes away. When I tried to go to sleep that night, I still saw the news reports. I hoped that it was all a dream, unfortunately, it was not.

The next morning, as I drove up to school I noticed how still the sky was, which, living fairly close to the airport, was very eerie for me. I got up to school, where I was faced with the task of teaching my undergraduate psychology class. I had a lesson planned for that day, but when I saw my students, I knew there was to be no lesson that day. I encouraged my students to do whatever they felt necessary to help them cope with the situation, and I would be around if they wanted to talk. I gave them the assignment to write about their thoughts of the attack, and sent them on their way. Amazingly enough, some of them did stay and were surprised to know that others felt the same feelings that they did.

So, here we are, one year later. Have we changed as a nation? I think we have. I’ve seen a patriotic spirit, that I do not remember seeing in all of my life. I drive down my street and see all of the flags in people’s yards. I also see flags on people’s cars. I noticed that people are friendlier to each other, because as Americans, we are all in this together. While it is sad that it took a tragic event such as this to bring us together, nonetheless, we are together. It makes me proud to be an American.

I went to a flag ceremony today. The mayor of Carrollton said a few words, as well as the police chief and fire chief. We then all put our hands over our hearts and recited the Pledge of Allegiance, followed by a moment of silence. The ceremony closed with the playing of Amazing Grace by a piper. We got up to leave, wiping tears from our eyes, walking silently towards our cars. As I shook hands with the men and women who serve our community through the police and fire departments, I realized that I was shaking hands with heroes. Not the kind that we see on television, scoring the winning touchdown or having a platinum record. These are the people who risk their lives for us every day.

I know that I have a lot of reasons to be thankful for living in this wonderful country. We have running water, cars that will take us to the grocery store or wherever we want to go. We have the Internet, which connects us to people all across the world. We can go to church and worship God and not have to worry about whether or not we will be persecuted for our beliefs. These are just a few of the things we can be thankful for.

For me personally, I have many reasons to be thankful. I have the best parents a person could ask for, an awesome family, great friends, a wonderful boyfriend and a supportive church family. Although I do not say it enough, I love all of you and am blessed to have you in my life. Thank you for being who you are.

As this day draws to a close, let us not forget the love that we share for each other and our country. God Bless America!!!!









Tuesday, September 02, 2003

Smokefest is now behind us again, and I am glad! This is the eighth year that we have had it, and my dad did really well! His team, the Two Jacks (so named because Dad and his friend Bryan call each other Jack) took second place in the competition! More on that later, though. On Thursday, I went to visit Bryan in the hospital. He broke his leg back in July and now has a large blood clot in his leg, and was unable to be at Smokefest. He looked pretty good and should be out of the hospital sometime this week. Anywho, he and I had a nice visit. Friday I met with the teacher and one of the other TAs for my class that I TA for. I found out that I am going to be in charge of the class website, which I think is kind of funny.