Well folks, I'm back in College Station for about a week. I teach dance classes at a studio here in town and agreed to help out with the recital on the 14th. I drove back up from Dallas on Friday so that I would be on time for our 8 am Saturday curtain call....yiesh...that was early. It certainly was an all-day affair though. We did the dress rehearsal that morning, starting promptly at 9. (The studio director, Lynsey, is a no-non-sense kinda gal so we started at 9 o'clock on the dot. I respect a woman with punctuality)
It ended up running impressively smoothly! The girls were a handful but hilarious at the same time. I help teach a little baby ballet/tap combo class on Mondays and they crack me up- one of the girls, Aanya, would look up at me every 5 minutes, tug on my shirt, and say, "Miss Bethany.......my brother is coming."..."Miss Bethany....... do you know my cousins?"..."Miss Bethany.......my mom is gonna watch me." those comments went on and on. We had to take them backstage a couple numbers before they went on and, not having much experience with the little ones, I didn't realize what an ordeal it would be to line them up. 8 girls, 2 lines, easy right? WRONG! They all wanted to be the leader, and none wanted to be the caboose. I would have them hold hands in order to stay in line, but Elina didn't want to hold Lauren's hand. And quite frankly Lauren didn't want to hold anyone's hand but mine.
I don't blame Sydney for not wanting to hold (a different) Lauren's hand because the little toot decided that if she had to hold Sydney's hand she wasn't going to do it without yanking it incessantly. When I became worried for poor Sydney's shoulder socket, I allowed them to drop hands...
I'm sticking around this week to finish up the last week of classes at the studio. Growing up, we were always finished after recital, but everyone does things differently, I guess. When looking on the bright side, it's nice to have gotten to go to Dallas with a load of stuff, and then come back to finish the move out. Makes things less stressful. It's nice to not really have anything to do. The cable on our TVs was turned off on Monday, so besides internet surfing, I watch movies and read. It's really beautiful outside too.
It's weird that I have no pictures to post in regards to this blog entry.....I know (for myself, at least) I'm always more prone to skip over posts without pictures. But I'm also ADD, and holding my attention in general is a trick. I'll be more entertaining tomorrow.
Here's to consistency...ish...
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Monday, May 16, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Summer
Here's a list of some things I'd like to do this summer. Maybe mixed with a few goals. I'll try to keep your attention with a picture here and there...
1) Create:
I'd like to make a lot of things. I've gotten to a point where I have pretty much discontinued the practice of buying gifts. It's funny when you start making things for people though because there is a real feeling of insecurity in doing so. What if they don't like it? What if it breaks? What if they never wear it? All these things.......they could very well have these same feelings for a gift you bought, but the difference is that this time it's on you not Anthropologie.
2) Dance:
Two days ago I went to every Dallas dance studio website I know of and wrote down every single class I would ever be interested in taking this summer. It is so easy to get out of shape with dance and I'm not looking to back track on any of the progress I made this semester. I also plan on teaching private lessons, so if anyone in the Dallas area is interested in dance privates, holla at me here
3) Learn to thread my bobbin:
I'd like to learn to thread the bobbin on my sewing machine myself. That one doesn't need much more explanation. I hardly ever buy craft supplies. It's fun to use things you already have and don't use anymore to make them into something new. I want to do some "reinventing" this summer.
4) Read a book:
I began the book, "The Hole in the Gospel"when I was at ACDFA. I never finished it, and I'd like to do that. And if I finish that one....I'd like to read another! But I need to pace myself. This reading thing is still growing on me.
5) Blog consistently:
Also quite self-explanatory, I'd like to not leave you little monsters hanging by a thread like I (regretfully) did so often this last semester. This picture hasn't a thing to do with blogging, but how summerywonderful is this picture?! I found it here
6) Make things for my new house:
I keep talking a big talk to my roommates about all these neato things I want to make for my house next year. If I don't deliver I might be in a bit of trouble, so I'd like to be able to show up next fall with a bundle of projects to decorate the house with :)
7) Summer school:
I have to take it. I won't expand much further, on account of it's ruining my summer nostalgia. ((No, making the background color grey was not a coincidence))
8) Not sleep in EVERY day:
Here's the deal, sometimes it's REALLY hard for me to fall asleep. Like painfully hard. I believe they call that INSOMNIA. No matter, because of that, I can sleep in like no body's business. I don't want to sleep every day away, so I will utilize my alarm clock and try to get up and seize the day. But somedays I will snooze for far too long without a care in the world.
9) Estate/garage sale/flea market:
I want to go to one or all of these things. I want to buy things that no body else sees any use for and then paint them (or something) and make them look like new! There is absolutely a load of pride that comes with seeing something special in a hunk-a-junk. Just like my good ol' orange velvet chair :)
What are you doing this summer? Send me a list of goals/dreams to (this place) for your summer and I'll post 'em!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
1) Create:
I'd like to make a lot of things. I've gotten to a point where I have pretty much discontinued the practice of buying gifts. It's funny when you start making things for people though because there is a real feeling of insecurity in doing so. What if they don't like it? What if it breaks? What if they never wear it? All these things.......they could very well have these same feelings for a gift you bought, but the difference is that this time it's on you not Anthropologie.
2) Dance:
Two days ago I went to every Dallas dance studio website I know of and wrote down every single class I would ever be interested in taking this summer. It is so easy to get out of shape with dance and I'm not looking to back track on any of the progress I made this semester. I also plan on teaching private lessons, so if anyone in the Dallas area is interested in dance privates, holla at me here
3) Learn to thread my bobbin:
I'd like to learn to thread the bobbin on my sewing machine myself. That one doesn't need much more explanation. I hardly ever buy craft supplies. It's fun to use things you already have and don't use anymore to make them into something new. I want to do some "reinventing" this summer.
4) Read a book:
I began the book, "The Hole in the Gospel"when I was at ACDFA. I never finished it, and I'd like to do that. And if I finish that one....I'd like to read another! But I need to pace myself. This reading thing is still growing on me.
5) Blog consistently:
Also quite self-explanatory, I'd like to not leave you little monsters hanging by a thread like I (regretfully) did so often this last semester. This picture hasn't a thing to do with blogging, but how summerywonderful is this picture?! I found it here
6) Make things for my new house:
I keep talking a big talk to my roommates about all these neato things I want to make for my house next year. If I don't deliver I might be in a bit of trouble, so I'd like to be able to show up next fall with a bundle of projects to decorate the house with :)
7) Summer school:
I have to take it. I won't expand much further, on account of it's ruining my summer nostalgia. ((No, making the background color grey was not a coincidence))
8) Not sleep in EVERY day:
Here's the deal, sometimes it's REALLY hard for me to fall asleep. Like painfully hard. I believe they call that INSOMNIA. No matter, because of that, I can sleep in like no body's business. I don't want to sleep every day away, so I will utilize my alarm clock and try to get up and seize the day. But somedays I will snooze for far too long without a care in the world.
9) Estate/garage sale/flea market:
I want to go to one or all of these things. I want to buy things that no body else sees any use for and then paint them (or something) and make them look like new! There is absolutely a load of pride that comes with seeing something special in a hunk-a-junk. Just like my good ol' orange velvet chair :)
What are you doing this summer? Send me a list of goals/dreams to (this place) for your summer and I'll post 'em!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
That was funny
Some witty high heels....
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Monday, May 9, 2011
It was wonderful
The Circus. It was wonderful.
My test? We won't speak of it.
My pictures don't begin to do it justice. They are blurry. The circus was clear as crystal. They are dark. The circus was as bright as heaven.
I
love
the circus
I wore, what I now call, my circus pants. They're the color block shorts from Ralph Lauren Rugby. They're probably my favorite pair of shorts, but I can't wear them too often because....well...look at them.
There were tight rope walkers with cumber-buns, jump roping poodles, a crew of acrobats costumed in miniature sequined vests, an upside down-walking man dressed in skin tight fire (a one-sie with flames), sisters who hung from their hair, and a ring master who I'm quite convinced was on some sort of stimulative drug...just to name a few acts.
After my visit to the circus, I better understand who is keeping Ed Hardy in business.
Go to the circus. See the movie "Water for Elephants".....and for the love of all that is good, somebody PLEASE buy me an elephant and a new camera!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
My test? We won't speak of it.
My pictures don't begin to do it justice. They are blurry. The circus was clear as crystal. They are dark. The circus was as bright as heaven.
I
love
the circus
I wore, what I now call, my circus pants. They're the color block shorts from Ralph Lauren Rugby. They're probably my favorite pair of shorts, but I can't wear them too often because....well...look at them.
There were tight rope walkers with cumber-buns, jump roping poodles, a crew of acrobats costumed in miniature sequined vests, an upside down-walking man dressed in skin tight fire (a one-sie with flames), sisters who hung from their hair, and a ring master who I'm quite convinced was on some sort of stimulative drug...just to name a few acts.
After my visit to the circus, I better understand who is keeping Ed Hardy in business.
Go to the circus. See the movie "Water for Elephants".....and for the love of all that is good, somebody PLEASE buy me an elephant and a new camera!
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Friday, May 6, 2011
Anything but this
I'd like to be doing anything than what I'm doing.
Math final is tomorrow
And after my final I'm going to the circus.
I'm not kidding, I'm going to the CIRCUSSSSSSSSSSS!
The Ringling Brothers are making their way to good ol' College Station, and I am celebrating my graduation from Math 141 with the clowns
Before 3:00 pm tomorrow...
After 5:00 pm tomorrow...
Math final is tomorrow
And after my final I'm going to the circus.
I'm not kidding, I'm going to the CIRCUSSSSSSSSSSS!
The Ringling Brothers are making their way to good ol' College Station, and I am celebrating my graduation from Math 141 with the clowns
Before 3:00 pm tomorrow...
After 5:00 pm tomorrow...
Eeeeekerssss!!! I can hardly wait! I'm sorry if you think my illustration of animated me choking my animated math teacher is a little much. I'm not excusing it or taking it back by any means, I'm just apologizing. Though I'm hardly sorry. ((I wouldn't put that on here if I was serious))- after all, on our "get to know you" cards at the beginning of the semester she asked for an interesting fact, so naturally I put that I have a blog and I gave her the URL. So obviously she reads my blog religiously. (That has not been confirmed, but I can only assume).
Anyway, Ms. Bollinger, if you're reading this- know that apart from all the numbers, I enjoyed your class. And also know that I would never choke you.
{Side note- Sorry for the font change-up. I realized that at some point long ago I was using this font, and then I guess I forgot to change it from "Times", and after a while I just forgot it all together. But I think it has more character so I'm back to it...at least until I remember the reason I nixed it if there was a reason.}
Pray for my pencil tomorrow. Pray that it would write the numbers and formulas the test wants. Or if you're not into praying for pencils, please pray that the smartest kid in the class would accidently write my name on his/her scantron.
Thank you
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Today in my day dreams
An excerpt from my Jesus diary. Inspired by this oh-so-beautiful day ((making studying for math 10 times harder than normal)).
{By the way, I did some research. Ironically enough, scholars maintain that the term "mathematics"is an ancient translation meaning "that of satan" in a dead language from about 500 B.C.}
(Clearing my throat as if to say, "aaaaanywayyy") ...An excerpt from my Jesus diary:
"Jesus, words cannot hold you. With their arms stretched wide they cannot touch you. I could string letters together for an eternity without beginning to communicate your splendor. But still, I forget. I untie the string and let my lettered-words crash to the floor. In the morning I wake up and I actually believe that I can handle my day. I falsely believe it is my day with which to handle. When, again I start to just get by; to merely survive, I pick up my worthless letters again and I string them. I string and string. As I string, surviving changes. I remember what it is to live fulfilled. As I string the letters that cannot hold you, I remember what it feels like to live. Today, I could string all day."
*sigh*....what I would give to string letters in that.
stillness.restoration.[you.sort.my.thoughts.]renewal.calmness.good.[you.change.my.perspective.]you.are.you.are.
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Monday, May 2, 2011
Can you believe that God loves Osama?
It's hard for me to believe. I don't know much about him besides that Osama Bin Laden headed up an agency of evil for quite some time. I know that he has been in hiding for the past 10 years since the tragedy of September 11th, and that to ensure his safety, men actually got plastic surgery to look like him so that if someone was to capture and kill Osama, the chances of it actually being him were slim to none. ((Travis told me that))
Last night after hearing the chilling news, I was folding laundry in my room and asking myself this question: "If I some how found myself where he was near his death, would I have the courage to tell Osama about my Jesus who's grace is bigger than Osama's evil?" And then after considering that, I thought about the bizarreness of the fact that if indeed Osama had taken that opportunity to accept grace, that despite EVERYTHING- all the people he killed, families he broke, torture he took pleasure in- even Osama Bin Laden would have been walking the streets of heaven with me when my time comes. *CRAZY*...but that's just how insane the truth is.
(Deep transitional breath) There are a few things that I wanted to share since my last post. Whether or not I get to all of them, first on the list is Easter! Happy (late) Easter, dear readers! I hope everyone had some good time to relax and perhaps got to spend time with people you love. I hope you were able to (have fun with, but) get past the egg hunts, and egg shaped peanut butter m&m's that I so adore and remember the reason for the season.
This is where I got to spend my Easter weekend for the second year in a row! Our good friends, the Goolsby's, have a ranch in Blanco, Texas (Just outside of Austin where they live). The ranch, as you can see, is definitely not lacking in scenery. My family, along with our other family friends, the Miller's, and Robin, Ashley's (Mrs. Goolsby) sister spent Friday and Saturday night out here. I don't have many pictures from this year, (and now facebook doesn't allow you to drag pictures in other people's albums from facebook to iPhoto so I can't show you the ones Ashley took either) Booo!!
Apparentlyyyyy it was all my idea to go back to the ranch for Easter for the second year in a row. ((When I say "apparently" I mean that it definitely was, and that I shamelessly invited all of us to a ranch that does not belong to me)) haha that's ok right? Right or wrong, I always enjoy the time I get to spend with friends like these. Though their blood does not run through me to make it official, I consider these people to be family. We love them all very much and just don't see enough of them! So sometimes ya gotta do whatcha gotta do...and sometimes that means that you invite yourself places.
In an effort to not make this entry turn into a novel, I'll cut it off there. Get ready for a lot more consistency! After this week I am through with school for the year!! I'll have lots of adventures to be bloggy about this summer and no stupid math homework to keep me from doing it :)
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Last night after hearing the chilling news, I was folding laundry in my room and asking myself this question: "If I some how found myself where he was near his death, would I have the courage to tell Osama about my Jesus who's grace is bigger than Osama's evil?" And then after considering that, I thought about the bizarreness of the fact that if indeed Osama had taken that opportunity to accept grace, that despite EVERYTHING- all the people he killed, families he broke, torture he took pleasure in- even Osama Bin Laden would have been walking the streets of heaven with me when my time comes. *CRAZY*...but that's just how insane the truth is.
(Deep transitional breath) There are a few things that I wanted to share since my last post. Whether or not I get to all of them, first on the list is Easter! Happy (late) Easter, dear readers! I hope everyone had some good time to relax and perhaps got to spend time with people you love. I hope you were able to (have fun with, but) get past the egg hunts, and egg shaped peanut butter m&m's that I so adore and remember the reason for the season.
Apparentlyyyyy it was all my idea to go back to the ranch for Easter for the second year in a row. ((When I say "apparently" I mean that it definitely was, and that I shamelessly invited all of us to a ranch that does not belong to me)) haha that's ok right? Right or wrong, I always enjoy the time I get to spend with friends like these. Though their blood does not run through me to make it official, I consider these people to be family. We love them all very much and just don't see enough of them! So sometimes ya gotta do whatcha gotta do...and sometimes that means that you invite yourself places.
In an effort to not make this entry turn into a novel, I'll cut it off there. Get ready for a lot more consistency! After this week I am through with school for the year!! I'll have lots of adventures to be bloggy about this summer and no stupid math homework to keep me from doing it :)
Nothin but love,
Bethany
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