"Back Home in Indiana" ... ha! I don't know that song. Tiff always sung it when we rolled across the Indiana state line on our way home from Pastor Mike and Shelley's. I tried to sing along with her, but I never knew the words.
Indiana definitely is my home! Gosh, I love this place. The wide open spaces, the changing seasons - yep, we get all FOUR here - love it!, my town, Calvary, and my house. So many good things about Indiana. ... Now, I'm pretty sentimental, so I have a feeling that no matter where I lived growing up, I would've loved it completely the way I love Indiana, the way my town, the way I love my house. But ... God put me here. And so I love it!
And so Indiana was the easiest state to fill for my "50 States Adventure" - it's my home, my refuge, my most treasured place. Too many stories to tell ... so I will just say ...
I love my home in Indiana. :)
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Saturday, December 31, 2011
Crosses, Rest Stops, and Youth Conferences
My three favorite things about Illinois ...
#1 - The huge, white cross you pass as you drive through Effingham.
#2 - The Rend Lake rest stop as you head south on I-57 ... it's the prettiest rest stop I've seen so far. I love rest stops! :)
#3 - SoZo went to the Christ in Youth summer conference a couple of summers while I was still in youth group. CIY was one of my all-time favorite events in youth group. Getting to hang out with the Common Ground churches, being with Pastor Mike and Shelley for an entire week, and lots of great Jesus time. Lots of good memories from those conferences.
Biked it; Liked it!
Yep, it's still 2011 ... I can say "last year" still.
Last year, Hannah and I took a CCF SLU trip to Mackinac Island. CCF SLU means Cookie Cutter Friend Single Ladies Unite ... just in case you were wondering. :D We thought we were gonna make CCF SLU into an annual event, but alas, 2011 is over in about 2 hours ... don't think we're gonna make it. But anyways ... we planned a trip to the beautiful northern tip of Michigan. We stayed in Mackinaw City for 3 nights. And during that time, we took the ferry to Mackinac Island, rode our bikes around the Island (8 miles - biked it, and liked it! - I've even got a t-shirt to prove it), and visited a bunch of the cute shops - got me a deck of cards just for kicks! On day two of the trip, we stayed on Michigan's side ... walked along the beach, rode our bikes around town, went out to eat, relaxed. And one day three, we headed home - 9-hour drive. It was one of the coolest things I've done. It was awesome spending so much time with Hannah ... and between the ferry ride, ice cream stops, and getting a cute guy's phone number, it was a super fun trip!
Last year, Hannah and I took a CCF SLU trip to Mackinac Island. CCF SLU means Cookie Cutter Friend Single Ladies Unite ... just in case you were wondering. :D We thought we were gonna make CCF SLU into an annual event, but alas, 2011 is over in about 2 hours ... don't think we're gonna make it. But anyways ... we planned a trip to the beautiful northern tip of Michigan. We stayed in Mackinaw City for 3 nights. And during that time, we took the ferry to Mackinac Island, rode our bikes around the Island (8 miles - biked it, and liked it! - I've even got a t-shirt to prove it), and visited a bunch of the cute shops - got me a deck of cards just for kicks! On day two of the trip, we stayed on Michigan's side ... walked along the beach, rode our bikes around town, went out to eat, relaxed. And one day three, we headed home - 9-hour drive. It was one of the coolest things I've done. It was awesome spending so much time with Hannah ... and between the ferry ride, ice cream stops, and getting a cute guy's phone number, it was a super fun trip!
Mammoth Cave and the Cutest Kids Ever
A few years back ... I think it was November of 2008 when I went with the Nilsens and the Beards to Mammoth Cave in Kentucky. Ben was planning one of his trips again ... and thankfully, he invited me along. We camped out in the cold, fall air. Actually, the guys camped out. The girls got a hotel room. Yeah ... we wimped out. ;) And then we went on a cave tour the next day. I had a ton of fun chatting with Ben and hanging out with Barrett, Mason, Corinne, and Silas - some of the cutest kids you'll ever meet! We had a ton of fun, and I was so grateful for a weekend with some really great people from my second church family - Grace Fellowship. :)
Treasured Tennessee Trips
Tennessee.
Wow! I'm sure I have a bunch of stories for this place ...
Our girls trip in the summer of 2007 - Justine, Tiff, Mags, and I went to see Maggie's grandma and her friend, Leona, in Newport. Swimming in her grandma's pool, a trip to the Beehive (a really cool store full of knick knacks - I bought my first pair of crocs there that summer!), climbing the Chimneys (big ol' boulders in the mountains), shopping in Gatlinburg, lots of good food, late night ice cream sundaes, and a great road trip.
Our family Christmas (2010 and 2011) - spent the weekend with my aunt and uncle and cousins ... a cabin in the Smokies ... movie and Japanese on Christmas Day ... trip into Gatlinburg.
Trips to see Emily and Barry in Nashville - picture outings, movies, going out to eat, exploring Nashville, getting to hang out with my BBF after long absenses.
My trip to Cutter Gap - found Leonora Whitiker Wood's mission (the Christy Mission) and church where she served the Appalachian children in the early 1900s.
Lots of good stories :)
Wow! I'm sure I have a bunch of stories for this place ...
Our girls trip in the summer of 2007 - Justine, Tiff, Mags, and I went to see Maggie's grandma and her friend, Leona, in Newport. Swimming in her grandma's pool, a trip to the Beehive (a really cool store full of knick knacks - I bought my first pair of crocs there that summer!), climbing the Chimneys (big ol' boulders in the mountains), shopping in Gatlinburg, lots of good food, late night ice cream sundaes, and a great road trip.
Our family Christmas (2010 and 2011) - spent the weekend with my aunt and uncle and cousins ... a cabin in the Smokies ... movie and Japanese on Christmas Day ... trip into Gatlinburg.
Trips to see Emily and Barry in Nashville - picture outings, movies, going out to eat, exploring Nashville, getting to hang out with my BBF after long absenses.
My trip to Cutter Gap - found Leonora Whitiker Wood's mission (the Christy Mission) and church where she served the Appalachian children in the early 1900s.
Lots of good stories :)
Sweet Boga :)
Just a few pictures of my amazing trip to a little town in Louisiana called Bogalusa. My THIRD trip to this awesome little town! ... Pastor Marcus, sweet scent of the papermill (right ...), Westside Emmanuel Baptist Church, people still struggling from Hurricane Katrina, amazing team members .... a home away from home. An amazing trip! Amazing people! Amazing place! Amazing God at work!!!!
We did work projects around homes in Bogalusa every summer we were there (2006, 2007, and 2009). One year, my group had to move a pile of house ... yes, it wasn't a house; it was a PILE of house. Hurricane Katrina had completely collapsed the house 2 years earlier, and the town clean up crew won't move "trash" unless it is by the side of the road. So believe it or not, my team picked up an entire house and moved it 20 feet to the side of the road.
In 2009, our entire trip team went to the "home" of Mr. Barry ... a Bogalusa man who wandered the streets in search of whatever he could find. We were supposed to help him "tidy things up" a bit. When we arrived, we drove our vans back onto a dirt trail ... all kinds of weeds and trees growing up over everywhere and everything. We eventually parked and walked to Mr. Barry's "house." ... He lived on a concrete slab. He owned two fold out chairs - one for his clothes and one for sleeping in. He had a collection of Starbucks bottles, a plastic light saber, a bunch of tin cans, and a few other knick knacks he found during his travels around town. He wasn't home, so we picked up all the trash we saw laying around, being careful not to throw away anything that he might cherish. We took brooms and swept off his concrete slab. We set up a tent for him and left him a new pair of shoes. ... At one point during the clean up, I was overcome with emotion. I couldn't believe someone actually lived like this. No real possessions. No roof over his head, much less a house! No food. And the heat?! How unbearable! I tried to hold back the tears and keep working. But by the time, we got to the vans to head back, I was sobbing. I took away a great lesson in thankfulness that day, and I still pray for Mr. Barry every time I think about him.
Bogalusa is an incredible place, and I was so privileged to share it with such incredible people - Pastor Mike and Shelley and Jeremy and the teenagers at Calvary and Grace Fellowship and Hendricks Community Bible Church and Fellowship Church ... and Pastor Marcus and his family! Such sweet memories!
Dogs and Bears, oh my!
When I was about 6 years old, my dad, mom, Wes, and I went to Colorado for a family vacation. We used to go on family vacations a lot more regularly when I was growing up. They were always a ton of fun. Most of the time, we went to Florida ... but that year, we went to the mountains of Colorado. We stayed at a camp of some sort ... cabins, dining hall, huge dogs the size of bears, and actual bears ... ya know ... Colorado stuff.
I don't remember much about the trip. But the two things I do remember were the huge dogs and the bears.
When you're 6, a big dog is practically a bear. And I was scared to death of these dogs! This camp had to have nearly a dozen dogs runnin' around all the time. And they were huge! I was scared every time I walked out of our cabin. Maybe that's why I'm so afraid of dogs (and really any animal) to this day. Actually, I doubt it. I'm just a big baby.
And the bears ... I didn't actually see a bear, mind you. But I could have! Hahaha! Actually, I only vividly remember my mom and I sleeping in our big van one night during the trip because the other families staying in our cabin were loud and obnoxious ... and I tossed and turned all night, afraid a bear would push in the button on the door handle, open the door, and eat us alive! It's one of those memories that you recall so easily - it's like it happened yesterday.
I think I rode my first and only horse at that camp too, but I don't remember that ... just have a picture around the house somewhere proving the fact.
I don't remember much about the trip. But the two things I do remember were the huge dogs and the bears.
When you're 6, a big dog is practically a bear. And I was scared to death of these dogs! This camp had to have nearly a dozen dogs runnin' around all the time. And they were huge! I was scared every time I walked out of our cabin. Maybe that's why I'm so afraid of dogs (and really any animal) to this day. Actually, I doubt it. I'm just a big baby.
And the bears ... I didn't actually see a bear, mind you. But I could have! Hahaha! Actually, I only vividly remember my mom and I sleeping in our big van one night during the trip because the other families staying in our cabin were loud and obnoxious ... and I tossed and turned all night, afraid a bear would push in the button on the door handle, open the door, and eat us alive! It's one of those memories that you recall so easily - it's like it happened yesterday.
I think I rode my first and only horse at that camp too, but I don't remember that ... just have a picture around the house somewhere proving the fact.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Ohio Thanksgivings
I'm sure I've been to Ohio several times ... for a variety of reasons. Book conventions ... just passing through on my way to another state ... but I think my favorite memories were family Thanksgivings at Wayne and Kathy's house. Those were always my favorite family get-togethers too. I'm not sure why. It was probably because I liked traveling a bit to get there - made it feel more special. And Wayne and Kathy live on a farm ... so we'd always get to see the farm animals. And I'd get to watch my uncles and second cousins shoot their guns. Haha! That sounds funny to me for some reason. They'd shoot discs into the air and then shoot 'em with their big guns. Makes me laugh. And we'd go on hayrides and sometimes play football in the yard. And there were pretty sunsets. Lots of good times. I wish we still had our family Thanksgiving there every year. It always felt more like a family ... there was a closeness there. I miss that ...
Sweet Missouri Memories :)
Missouri Memories ... *big sigh*
I've been to Missouri a handful of times, but the only two things I've done in Missouri are eat at Lambert's Cafe' in Sikeston and visit Pastor Mike and Shelley in Poplar Bluff ... while they still lived there.
Lambert's is a pretty cool place. They have giant mugs that they serve their drinks in ... I bought one, and I use it all the time. But I think my brother stole it and took it to Evansville with him ... he is always stealing my stuff. *Rolling of the eyes* I sure hope he didn't lose it! Man. Lambert's is also cool because they throw rolls at you from across the room! So fun! You just raise your hand or yell "roll over here" or something, and they throw one to you. And they have pretty good aim too. They have yummy sweet tea and chicken and dumplings.
And going to Pastor Mike and Shelley's was always fun. Now that they live 27 hours away, I don't get to see them as often, but the 6-hour drive to Poplar Bluff was a trek I made a couple times a year. Such good times! It was always good to see my second family. Shelley and I would always go out just the two of us at least once every time I saw them. She'd often make me one of my favorites - her yummy chocolate caramel cake ... and she'd always have lots of sweet tea for me! And her red beans and rice ... gosh, I miss that meal. I'd always play princesses or color princesses and watch princess movies with Anna. I'd get to talk with the boys. Pastor Mike and I would always talk about SoZo. And I'd usually get to see the beautiful Tori. And visit Fellowship ... and sometimes, go to their youth group meetings. I miss those guys so much. I can't wait to visit them in Arizona someday ... see their new home and church and hear Pastor Mike preach from the pulpit. Yeah, man. That's gonna be great.
I sure am thankful for my trips to Missouri. :)
I've been to Missouri a handful of times, but the only two things I've done in Missouri are eat at Lambert's Cafe' in Sikeston and visit Pastor Mike and Shelley in Poplar Bluff ... while they still lived there.
Lambert's is a pretty cool place. They have giant mugs that they serve their drinks in ... I bought one, and I use it all the time. But I think my brother stole it and took it to Evansville with him ... he is always stealing my stuff. *Rolling of the eyes* I sure hope he didn't lose it! Man. Lambert's is also cool because they throw rolls at you from across the room! So fun! You just raise your hand or yell "roll over here" or something, and they throw one to you. And they have pretty good aim too. They have yummy sweet tea and chicken and dumplings.
And going to Pastor Mike and Shelley's was always fun. Now that they live 27 hours away, I don't get to see them as often, but the 6-hour drive to Poplar Bluff was a trek I made a couple times a year. Such good times! It was always good to see my second family. Shelley and I would always go out just the two of us at least once every time I saw them. She'd often make me one of my favorites - her yummy chocolate caramel cake ... and she'd always have lots of sweet tea for me! And her red beans and rice ... gosh, I miss that meal. I'd always play princesses or color princesses and watch princess movies with Anna. I'd get to talk with the boys. Pastor Mike and I would always talk about SoZo. And I'd usually get to see the beautiful Tori. And visit Fellowship ... and sometimes, go to their youth group meetings. I miss those guys so much. I can't wait to visit them in Arizona someday ... see their new home and church and hear Pastor Mike preach from the pulpit. Yeah, man. That's gonna be great.
I sure am thankful for my trips to Missouri. :)
Monday, October 31, 2011
Robbed in Texas
The summer after my freshman year in high school, my family and I joined a group from our church on a mission trip to the Texas-Mexico border. Our church supports a couple missionaries there - John and Margie Lezotte. I think that's how you spell their last name - it's close, at least. We went there to do mostly puppet ministry (from what I can remember), but also share our testimonies ... put on a Vacation Bible School type deal for various churches and schools just over the border. I can't remember what part of Mexico, or I would tell you. It's crazy to say this, but it's been 10 years since that trip ... a whole decade since I was a freshman in high school. Wow.
Anyway ...
We spent a good deal of time in Texas as well. We stayed in some houses that John and Margie have on their property. One day, while we were out on our missions projects, the house my family was staying in was ROBBED! If you've ever been robbed, you know how violating it feels. It was weird ... and kind of eerie. Everyone was okay (probably 'cause we weren't there when it happened) - that's important - but Wes and I did have a few of our things stolen. Wes had his backpack stolen, and the robbers took my purse, which had $70 in it. Bummer. I think I remember the exact amount because John persisted in paying me back the money. It was kind of a weird experience. If you ever stay in a desert area near the Texas/Mexico border, you might not wanna leave your purse laying on your bed, full of money ... even if your doors are locked. Not too smart on my part.
Anyway ...
We spent a good deal of time in Texas as well. We stayed in some houses that John and Margie have on their property. One day, while we were out on our missions projects, the house my family was staying in was ROBBED! If you've ever been robbed, you know how violating it feels. It was weird ... and kind of eerie. Everyone was okay (probably 'cause we weren't there when it happened) - that's important - but Wes and I did have a few of our things stolen. Wes had his backpack stolen, and the robbers took my purse, which had $70 in it. Bummer. I think I remember the exact amount because John persisted in paying me back the money. It was kind of a weird experience. If you ever stay in a desert area near the Texas/Mexico border, you might not wanna leave your purse laying on your bed, full of money ... even if your doors are locked. Not too smart on my part.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Pennsylvania/West Virginia: The Work Camp - or lack thereof
I should probably stop adding to my list and start writing about my adventures! :)
Got back from Pennsylvania AND West Virginia on Monday night ... it was an interesting weekend. Saturday morning around 8:00, I left my house to head for Pittsburgh. A work camp full of teenagers awaited me there. Or not. I had set out to volunteer as a behind the scenes leader on the trip, cleaning bathrooms, sweeping floors, keeping the lodging facility spic and span for the week. But when I got to Pittsburgh, no one was anywhere to be found. I had arrived the night before to get settled in and have dinner with the staff. So I waited around for while, but no one came. I called 3 or 4 different numbers to get ahold of someone ... anyone! ... at the organization. Nada. So I decided to head out of Pittsburgh to find a hotel for the night. Stayed in a Motel 6 that night, got some Bob Evans for breakfast the next morning, and headed back to the facility for registration and welcoming the campers. Ha! But no one was there once again. I was beyond confused at this point. I continued calling the numbers I was given in case of questions or emergencies. No one answered. I walked next door to a church that was just finishing up its Sunday morning service, or so it appeared to be.
"Do y'all know anything about a work camp going on next door this week?" The man shook his head and said, "I see people doing things over there on Wednesday nights, but I don't know about a camp."
Weird, right? Wow. I was dumbfounded. Where was everyone? I wish I could say the camp folks eventually showed up, and they explained their tardiness ... but no. I waited around just outside of Pittsburgh for nearly 2 hours, waiting for a call ... but I heard nothing. I knew nothing. ... So I finally decided to head home.
Thankfully, I'm on a quest to see all 50 states .... and Pennsylvania is a beautiful state! Pittsburgh is awesome too - full of tunnels and bridges and a huge river running through the middle of it! So the trip wasn't wasted by any stretch of the imagination. AND! I decided to take the long way home ... through West Virginia! Ohhh! WV made it beyond worth it! I took I-79 through central WV to Charleston ... and it was entirely gorgeous! Mountains the whole trip into Ohio! Heck! It was pretty hilly into Indiana!!!! It was such a great trip! I'm still trying to get ahold of the work camp folks ... but the trip was great anyway!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Florida: The Sunburn
The 50 States Adventure begins!!!!
As of right now, I've traveled to 11 different states around the country. By the end of the month, I will have visited 13 states! Yeah!!!!
For these 50 States posts, I will be sharing one or more stories about experiences I've had in each state. I have to have a story to tell ... that's the only way the state "counts" for the bucket list. ... So here goes ... first story! Probably the shortest of the tales ...
Sunburns.
Ugh! Ever had one? A really bad one??? ... I'm a redhead. I'm fair-skinned. Whew! Put those together, and you get a fried tomato after 20 minutes!!!
As a kid, my dad and mom and my brother and I traveled to Florida for vacation every summer. I don't remember too much about those vacations other than long car rides, big hotel rooms, the beach, jelly fish scaring me when they got washed ashore, and ... SUNBURNS!
One summer, I got the worst sunburn Of. My. Life.
We were out on the beach for probably 3 or 4 hours, and I put sunblock on most of my body. Forgot my back. ... Gosh. It was terrible! I was so burned that I couldn't even put a shirt on!!! It was so bad that we had to leave our vacation early 'cause I was so miserable. What a bummer. Don't remember much about the beach ... but that sunburn? Ouch! I'll never forget it!!!
As of right now, I've traveled to 11 different states around the country. By the end of the month, I will have visited 13 states! Yeah!!!!
For these 50 States posts, I will be sharing one or more stories about experiences I've had in each state. I have to have a story to tell ... that's the only way the state "counts" for the bucket list. ... So here goes ... first story! Probably the shortest of the tales ...
Sunburns.
Ugh! Ever had one? A really bad one??? ... I'm a redhead. I'm fair-skinned. Whew! Put those together, and you get a fried tomato after 20 minutes!!!
As a kid, my dad and mom and my brother and I traveled to Florida for vacation every summer. I don't remember too much about those vacations other than long car rides, big hotel rooms, the beach, jelly fish scaring me when they got washed ashore, and ... SUNBURNS!
One summer, I got the worst sunburn Of. My. Life.
We were out on the beach for probably 3 or 4 hours, and I put sunblock on most of my body. Forgot my back. ... Gosh. It was terrible! I was so burned that I couldn't even put a shirt on!!! It was so bad that we had to leave our vacation early 'cause I was so miserable. What a bummer. Don't remember much about the beach ... but that sunburn? Ouch! I'll never forget it!!!
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