Friends

Yesterday, my family and I were blessed to be able to spend a few hours with the Halbur family who stopped by our house on their way home. (Some of you may follow Claire’s or Sarah’s blog.) It was my mom's and brothers' first time to meet them, and sadly I have no pictures to show you. My bad.

We girls had a delightful time chatting and catching up with each other. It was nice to see Sarah whom I hadn't seen since camp...I take that back, I did see her in January but not in April when I went down for the Conference. Claire did a gorgeous up-do on my hair; it looked like a wedding hair style. :)My brothers must have had a great time with David Halbur since they were off and out of sight most of the time!

To finish off their visit, we played a couple rounds of Bananas - I highly recommend that game - and Uno. Oh yes, we also closed with the Angelus. We girls had fun singing Phantom of the Opera as they piled into the car and drove away. It was a wonderful close to the visit.

I hope to find a way to see them soon, because I won’t be going to camp this year. *sheds a few tears* I didn’t think it would be hard to stop going to camp; however, the closer we get to camp, the sadder I become. I suppose I will get over it, but I’m going to miss everyone so much. Pray for me, that I will be able to give this suffering (as little as it may seem) up to Christ.

I'm proud to be an American!

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Maybe Marriage?

I've been thinking a lot about my vocation lately; however, it has not been in the direction of the religious life. I have felt a very strong desire for the sacrament of Matrimony. Of course, that could just be me finding another way of distracting myself from school, as a means of escape.

Yet, the girly side of me loves to indulge in the thought of a man earning my love...a beautiful proposal in front of the Tabernacle...the wedding...first kiss...reception at home...honeymoon...making our cozy little home together...the joy of telling my hubby that he's made the daddy team...I could go on and on.

It's hard to not feel like I'm stuck and going no where; school and work, work and school. Luckily, I have the most loving, caring, and understanding man in the world with me: Jesus. Whenever I'm having a hard time, scared, or upset, I love just to say His name, Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. It's such a beautiful comfort.

So until I discover my true vocation - and even after - my Jesus will be my love.

God's got my hand

Life is an interesting journey to say the least. You never know what road God is going to lead you on, therefore, we have to totally rely on Him. What a comfort to know that He is in control when you have no idea where you are going!

I began on the new year thinking that I was most likely going to join a convent. (Who would've thought that?!) God didn't want me there. Then I was accepted to FUS, and was taking the steps toward becoming an official student of Franciscan! God took my hand and led me away from that road. Now I am working 20+ hours a week, rushing to complete high school in between work, and getting ready to apply to a local community college as a part-time student.

To think that God new about all this the whole time! I had no idea that all this - and much more - was going to take place at the beginning of the year, but it didn't matter, God knew. If we all had complete and perfect trust in God, no matter what is going on in our lives, we would be content. There would be no need to worry, or stress out, or tears for that matter, because we would have the knowledge that God has our hand. As long as we strive to do His will, we will be happy.

Boy do I have a lot to learn! I still have so much work to do on trusting God. It's so easy to sit at Church in the presence of Christ and say, "I'm going to always trust You. I will always do your will. No problem at all. How could I ever not want to please you?" Yet, when I get back home, and there's the paperwork, the school work, the chores, the fifty-million things that need to be done...that's another story. It's then that it becomes hard, and I have to trust that God is in control, and just take everything one step at a time with a cheerful attitude. I think I fail way to often with that. I need to work on not succumbing to self-pity and laziness, and turn to God for help.

Jesus, have mercy on me a sinner.
Praise to you Lord Jesus Christ!

Happy Mother's Day!

I love you Mom!

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I could not resist...

No offence, but I personally think Robert P. is one darn ugly dude.

Twilight chagrin

No offence to the Twilight – and Harry Potter - fans out there, but this is too funny! If you can’t take a joke then phooey on you. It’s written by a student at Franciscan University of Steubenville.

By Sterling White
Humor Columnist
Thursday, April 22, 2010

Few books in the past decade or so have sought to eclipse (Twilight pun) the popularity of Harry Potter. I mean, it’s hard to wage war on the scrawny little unkempt kid with his facial deformities and his flashy stick.
But Stephanie Meyer, in writing her own twisted vampire fantasy, has somehow managed to make her particular desires resonate with those of 12-year-old girls everywhere. I know when I was 12, I was still into action figures, but apparently girls at that age long for a romantic escapade with a 100-year-old vampire. To each his own, I say.
But Twilight has certainly garnered a massive following. My own sisters went and saw the first movie roughly eight times … in theatres. Now let’s count that out: $9.00 a movie x 8 viewings = $72 to see an angsty teen try to come to terms with her epic love for a blood-sucking child predator. I can see how this appeals to the younger generation. It’s like watching Dateline’s: "To Catch a Predator: The Untold Love Story."
Yet, is this really love? I mean, how many of us can look back on our high school relationships and actually say it was love? But for some reason, when that love is with undead sparkle boy, it’s as true as biblical Scripture. Sparkle, you say? Yes, these vampires, unlike ALL their demonic peers, when exposed to sunlight don’t scream as they char like your mom’s thanksgiving turkey (Oh, burn! (Pun!)). Instead they sparkle like a humanoid disco ball at a Village People concert.
When Bella first sees this, she is mesmerized. I have to tell you, the first time I see my significant other glowing like plutonium, I’d be more scared of radiation poisoning than taking the time to sit and admire her lethal glow.
But who really thinks Bella Swan (Stephanie Meyer’s avatar) is a particularly bright character to begin with? It seems this girl is too clumsy to survive getting milk for her cereal, much less a love life involving her boyfriend, señor twinkle toes, and a shirtless werewolf. Whenever his role in the movies is referenced, it is only mentioned that he got rock hard abs for the second movie.
Now, I’m not part of “the academy,” but if the most interesting part of your acting is that you worked out, don’t expect the Oscar nominations to be overflowing from your mailbox.
Mrs. Meyer also loves Edward Cullen. And I don’t mean she likes her character, I mean she loves him. I’m positive if Edward were as real and sparkly as she describes, she would leave her husband for him immediately. And who could blame her? After all, she describes his Adonis-like features, his marble skin and his apparently attractive chagrin expression.
First, Adonis was an extremely attractive Greek god born from incest and mauled by a wild boar, so I totally see the resemblance between him and glitter prince.
And Edward has marble skin, just like a statue! And we all know how awesome statues feel: cold and covered in bird poop. I don’t know what woman is actually fixated on the idea of her lover having marble skin but it’s about the same as if she said she was attracted to a streetlamp. And hey, at least that produces heat.
Finally, she loves to point out his chagrin expression. She seems to think this means his sallow face that sees deep into Bella’s beautiful heart as he tries to fight his deep love for her. Now, here in reality land, according to dictionary.com, chagrin actually means: “a feeling of vexation, marked by disappointment or humiliation.” So when Edward looks at Bella with this expression, the words actually mean that he’s feeling a little less like “I love you so much it hurts,” and more along the lines: “I’m passing a kidney stone.”
And when you really think about it, chagrin probably best describes the feeling anyone who’s not an angsty teenage girl would get from reading this book. I think Robert Pattinson, the actor who played Edward, put it best when asked about what he thought of the crowd at a convention. Here is his answer: “It’s terrifying. It’s like the sound you hear at the gates of hell.”
But don’t worry girls, I’m sure Edward wants to marry each one of you. He sparkles just for you.

Ball pictures and more!

I have 50 followers!!!! I can’t believe it! FiveZero = 50! Yahoo!!! Thank you all for following my blog, I hope you enjoy it, even though I do fail to post quite often. :P

I suppose you might be wondering where I’ve been, well I’ve been to Illinois to visit some friends and attend a conference by the Institute on Religious Life at Mundelein Seminary. I stayed with Claire and her family, and while at the conference on Saturday met up with Rose, Kathleen, Yaviel, Jo March, and several girls from camp.

On Friday, I took a bus (Greyhound/Indian Trails), for the first time, down to Indian where I was picked up by Mrs. H., Saturday was the conference, Sunday Claire and her sister Veronica sang in a concert (drop dead gorgeous), and Monday I came home on another bus.

Now, I try to keep my promises, so here are the long over due pictures from the ball! :)

^Left to right bottom row: Emmy, Rachel, Danny
Left to right top row: Dad, David, Friend, another Friend, Me, and Hannah

^ Danny and the Loyalist (Mike)

^ The Grand March!

Danny: Will you marry me?!
Girls: No!
David: What are you insane?

Danny: She loves me...she loves me not...she loves me...

"...she loves me not! Yes, freedom!" :P

^Hannah's hair: she curled it, pony tail, flipped under sideways, and decorated with flowers

^ My hair two French braids wrapped into a bun and decorated

side view of my hair

Having fun

Rachel's hair: A side rope, a side french braid, bun, small french braid underneath the bun, and flowers

Emmy's hair: ringlets, and two small rope braids with flowers