I really should just delete this blog....
But, if there is anyone that craves words of wisdom from me, I recommend going to Matthew (my husband)'s blog on Wednesdays. I'm supposed to post on there for him.
Adios
~Katie
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I'm posting just to say..
That I'm still alive, even though the only people who would even bother to read this blog already know that I am, in fact, alive and well.. and A LOT easier to reach on facebook :-)
~Katie
For old time's sake:
~Katie
For old time's sake:
Word of the Day
anathema (uh-NATH-uh-muh)
1. A ban or curse pronounced with religious solemnity by ecclesiastical authority, and accompanied by excommunication. Hence: Denunciation of anything as accursed.
2. Any person or thing that is intensely disliked
anathema (uh-NATH-uh-muh)
1. A ban or curse pronounced with religious solemnity by ecclesiastical authority, and accompanied by excommunication. Hence: Denunciation of anything as accursed.
2. Any person or thing that is intensely disliked
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Underground
12 Hours after the madness officially started today, Underground is over. My feet are killing me, and my head is pounding, but it was worth it! For our first time actually running everything ourselves, it went well. We had roughly 91 kids in attendance.
This and the 30 Hour Famine are too large events our youth group hosts. I’ve learned that the bigger the potential an event has for reaching kids for Christ, the more things go wrong in the last few moments before (and after) it all starts.
Between rain, then muggy hot weather, volunteers canceling- due to emergencies or just forgetfulness—an influx of more teens than we expected to show, lost groups once we were supposed to start and otherwise just general confusion, it was potentially scary.
But with a lot of prayer and hard work, everything worked out. No one was injured (despite half and hour of teens being in the road instead of the field they were supposed to be!) or lost. All in all, a good night.
(That's as good as this thought is going to get, because its time for me to recharge.. more to do tomorrow!)
This and the 30 Hour Famine are too large events our youth group hosts. I’ve learned that the bigger the potential an event has for reaching kids for Christ, the more things go wrong in the last few moments before (and after) it all starts.
Between rain, then muggy hot weather, volunteers canceling- due to emergencies or just forgetfulness—an influx of more teens than we expected to show, lost groups once we were supposed to start and otherwise just general confusion, it was potentially scary.
But with a lot of prayer and hard work, everything worked out. No one was injured (despite half and hour of teens being in the road instead of the field they were supposed to be!) or lost. All in all, a good night.
(That's as good as this thought is going to get, because its time for me to recharge.. more to do tomorrow!)
Thursday, October 04, 2007
I'm playing around with posting pictures on here, so here's one of me and the devil kitty, Lucy. Since no one took me up on my generous offer, I'm still stuck with her.
I hardly ever post anything on here, because by the time I'm home and cruising around on my computer, there's nothing left on my mind. Plus, I'm not willing to leak out any more brain cells than necessary. But, I am glad I posted because I have a good word of the day to share!
~Katie
Word of The Day
Mendacious (men-DAY-shuhs)
Given to deception or falsehood.
Mendacious (men-DAY-shuhs)
Given to deception or falsehood.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Free gift!
Are you lonely? Do you wish you had someone to talk to? To play with? To laugh at?
I have just the thing for you!
3 lbs of friendly, loveable, cuddly kitten.
Answers to the name of Lucy.
Is already fixed, has shots, and is litter trained.
Will pay for shipping if you live out of Western New York
Hurry! Quantity is limited to one!
I have just the thing for you!
3 lbs of friendly, loveable, cuddly kitten.
Answers to the name of Lucy.
Is already fixed, has shots, and is litter trained.
Will pay for shipping if you live out of Western New York
Hurry! Quantity is limited to one!
I'm suddenly feeling the urge to post on my blog (an urge instigated by several well-placed elbow jabs, but an urge nonetheless).
I should start by saying I don't know what to think about the whole "calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches" thing. I mean, it's not like all I do is write calligraphy, and the dentist promises me the braces will work. As to the strained peaches- do you have any idea how much talent it takes to mix that particular color?
Seriously though, Albuquerque was the first Weird Al song I ever heard (a long, long, time ago) and is probably my favorite, so I thought it was pretty funny. Until the teens read Matthew's blog and wanted to keep bringing it up at Impact (our church's youth group)... then it wasn't as humorous. But then I saw several adults frowning and giving Matthew strange looks for saying that about me, and it got pretty funny again! Don't worry, Matthew... I didn't clarify where it was from. I might have dredged up a few fake tears for effect, though.
-Katie
I should start by saying I don't know what to think about the whole "calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches" thing. I mean, it's not like all I do is write calligraphy, and the dentist promises me the braces will work. As to the strained peaches- do you have any idea how much talent it takes to mix that particular color?
Seriously though, Albuquerque was the first Weird Al song I ever heard (a long, long, time ago) and is probably my favorite, so I thought it was pretty funny. Until the teens read Matthew's blog and wanted to keep bringing it up at Impact (our church's youth group)... then it wasn't as humorous. But then I saw several adults frowning and giving Matthew strange looks for saying that about me, and it got pretty funny again! Don't worry, Matthew... I didn't clarify where it was from. I might have dredged up a few fake tears for effect, though.
-Katie
Word of the day
quixotic
impulsive or unpredictable
quixotic
impulsive or unpredictable
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Diary of Dead Cars
I got my car/truck/SUV (whatever you want to call a Jeep Liberty; everyone seems to have a different opinion of its classification) back today, finally. Really, I shouldn't have been surprised that it took them 3 days to complete a 20 minute replacement procedure, given my track record.
There's just something about me and vehicles. My first car, a Buick Skylark, died maybe two weeks after I got it. It was on its last legs with a severe problem before its ownership was transfered to me, but I think having the head gasket blow on my way to Lockport facilitated a life time of bad luck.
My next car, a 1992 Geo Prizm, an ugly little rust bucket I had to downshift to get up hills, was great up until the day someone smashed it to pieces while I was going through an intersection. It looked like a sardine can someone stepped on after they pulled it out of the ditch.
My next car, a 1995 Chevy Cavalier, had several annoying tendancies, which started with the oil light NEVER coming on, loosing all the oil and siezing up the engine, and ended with the habit of stalling out- and not starting back up- at intersections. After a particularly harrowing experience, I refused to drive it. Not long after they finally figured out there was a faulty tork convertor, but the damage was done (to my psyche, anyway).
After that I tried a 1999 Dodge Stratus. That baby did great for awhile, but then apparently the hit it took in parking lot fender bender (when someone pulled out and T-boned my door) knocked out any sense it might have had. My patience ended when the heater wouldn't work and although they replaced things and couldnt find a crack in the head, I was advised to move on before the engine blew up.
Now I have a 2003 Jeep Liberty with the extended warranty (though I was already planning on getting it, my mechanic stressed in a pained voice it might be wise of me to invest in one). No real problems, except for the day after I got it, some important bolt connecting the brakes and the tires loosened. Apparently my vehicle was the last one a recently fired mechanic had worked on. Currently the windshield spray wouldn't work... I cracked the pump so the fluid would drain out onto the ground, caused by one of my unintentional off-road endevors (really, what's the point of four-wheel drive if you're not going to try and use it?)
No big deal, they ordered the part and would fix it one afternoon. Which stretched to two afternoons when they ordered the wrong part, which stretched to three when the part still didn't come in.. which stretched almost to four, but amazingly they got the part and fixed me up.
Now I'm back on the road, as dangerous as ever.
~Katie
There's just something about me and vehicles. My first car, a Buick Skylark, died maybe two weeks after I got it. It was on its last legs with a severe problem before its ownership was transfered to me, but I think having the head gasket blow on my way to Lockport facilitated a life time of bad luck.
My next car, a 1992 Geo Prizm, an ugly little rust bucket I had to downshift to get up hills, was great up until the day someone smashed it to pieces while I was going through an intersection. It looked like a sardine can someone stepped on after they pulled it out of the ditch.
My next car, a 1995 Chevy Cavalier, had several annoying tendancies, which started with the oil light NEVER coming on, loosing all the oil and siezing up the engine, and ended with the habit of stalling out- and not starting back up- at intersections. After a particularly harrowing experience, I refused to drive it. Not long after they finally figured out there was a faulty tork convertor, but the damage was done (to my psyche, anyway).
After that I tried a 1999 Dodge Stratus. That baby did great for awhile, but then apparently the hit it took in parking lot fender bender (when someone pulled out and T-boned my door) knocked out any sense it might have had. My patience ended when the heater wouldn't work and although they replaced things and couldnt find a crack in the head, I was advised to move on before the engine blew up.
Now I have a 2003 Jeep Liberty with the extended warranty (though I was already planning on getting it, my mechanic stressed in a pained voice it might be wise of me to invest in one). No real problems, except for the day after I got it, some important bolt connecting the brakes and the tires loosened. Apparently my vehicle was the last one a recently fired mechanic had worked on. Currently the windshield spray wouldn't work... I cracked the pump so the fluid would drain out onto the ground, caused by one of my unintentional off-road endevors (really, what's the point of four-wheel drive if you're not going to try and use it?)
No big deal, they ordered the part and would fix it one afternoon. Which stretched to two afternoons when they ordered the wrong part, which stretched to three when the part still didn't come in.. which stretched almost to four, but amazingly they got the part and fixed me up.
Now I'm back on the road, as dangerous as ever.
~Katie
Word of the day:
Surreptitious
Obtained or done by stealth; secret or unauthorized
Surreptitious
Obtained or done by stealth; secret or unauthorized
Sunday, February 25, 2007
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This post is entirely to save face, since I noticed Matthew put the link to it from his blog (Thanks a lot!!!)
Yes, the famine went great. **does a little happy dance** We also had two teens decide to start a personal relationship with Christ and a handful that wanted to rededicate their lives to God. And, the best part of all- for me anyways- I got to hear my little-big brother (He's 16, but at 6'4" way taller than me) give his testimony for the first time.
Just wanted to clarify that while I haven't posted in a few weeks (around 20 weeks still qualifies as a few, right?) I am still very much alive. There just hasn't been very much... okay, any... free time for posting on here.
Although, March is kind of like my New Year's (since the 30 Hour Famine is over with), so maybe I'll try and put "faithfully posting on my blog" near the top of my to-do list.
(Well, at least it's a nice thought!)
~Katie
In keeping with tradition:
Yes, the famine went great. **does a little happy dance** We also had two teens decide to start a personal relationship with Christ and a handful that wanted to rededicate their lives to God. And, the best part of all- for me anyways- I got to hear my little-big brother (He's 16, but at 6'4" way taller than me) give his testimony for the first time.
Just wanted to clarify that while I haven't posted in a few weeks (around 20 weeks still qualifies as a few, right?) I am still very much alive. There just hasn't been very much... okay, any... free time for posting on here.
Although, March is kind of like my New Year's (since the 30 Hour Famine is over with), so maybe I'll try and put "faithfully posting on my blog" near the top of my to-do list.
(Well, at least it's a nice thought!)
~Katie
In keeping with tradition:
Word of the Day
enjoin
To direct or impose with authority; to order
to prohibit, to forbid
enjoin
To direct or impose with authority; to order
to prohibit, to forbid
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