Brackets and seeding were released on Monday morning so that Regional play can begin late this week. Vanderbilt, the overall #1 seed, will be a regional host to Austin Peay, Michigan, and Memphis at Hawkins Field in Nashville, TN. Vanderbilt will open up regional play Friday night versus Austin Peay with All-American pitcher David Price leading the way.
Given that the College World Series is one of my favorite sporting events to watch, I can hardly contain my excitement with my future Alma mater actually participating and has actually given itself an incredible opportunity at doing very well throughout the entire tournament. No summer is complete without the College World Series. So, dust off the bats, start shining your cleats, and bust out the eye black, it's time to play ball.
National Brackets and seeds
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Turmoil in Lebanon...Again
As most of you know, the situation within the Middle East, particularly Lebanon, is extremely unstable and volatile. As a promoter of peace, I continue to pray for the day of international peace and for people to compromise, rather than kill, in order to promote the end of human race destruction.
Over the past few days, gunfire once again filled the atmosphere in Beirut at a Palestinian camp housing over 400,000 refugees. U.S. aid began flooding in via cargo planes in order to aid the ever-so vulnerable Lebanese democratic government and army. You can read on here.
What is it with these extremists? What is it with their mentality, state of mind, and culture? I guess I"ll never understand it. I'll never understand the attraction to killing innocent people and overthrowing governments promoting equality and peace throughout a country. I find more and more of myself wanting the extremist and the terrorists to leave Lebanon with all their money and leave the native, peaceful, God-fearing, and hardworking Lebanese to the land that is truly theirs.
Over the past few days, gunfire once again filled the atmosphere in Beirut at a Palestinian camp housing over 400,000 refugees. U.S. aid began flooding in via cargo planes in order to aid the ever-so vulnerable Lebanese democratic government and army. You can read on here.
What is it with these extremists? What is it with their mentality, state of mind, and culture? I guess I"ll never understand it. I'll never understand the attraction to killing innocent people and overthrowing governments promoting equality and peace throughout a country. I find more and more of myself wanting the extremist and the terrorists to leave Lebanon with all their money and leave the native, peaceful, God-fearing, and hardworking Lebanese to the land that is truly theirs.
Year of the Graduation: The Boo Edition
Seriously. Yours truly should receive some award for the number of graduations that she has attended and will attend before years end. With my brother's graduation already checked off my list, my younger sister's is in a couple of hours, in August I will attend my mom's graduation from the Masters Program at UAB and then, of course, my graduation from Vanderbilt School of Nursing. I guess I'm already burned out from all the speakers lecturing about "you can make a difference in this world" and "these will be friendships that will last a lifetime." Personally, I know the people from my nursing school class who I will stay close to because they are just incredible people; on the other hand, I also know those people who I will always wonder how they finished the program and how they managed to receive the same degree as me. But, then again, it's not always about me.
Back to the point, it is about those new graduates with smiles plastered to their faces because of the sense of accomplishment they feel and the sense of excitement they have for what lies ahead of them. The youngest Boo of the family is graduating from high school. Uh oh. Was that a crack in the Earth or did hell just freeze over?
I better go prepare my survival pack.
Back to the point, it is about those new graduates with smiles plastered to their faces because of the sense of accomplishment they feel and the sense of excitement they have for what lies ahead of them. The youngest Boo of the family is graduating from high school. Uh oh. Was that a crack in the Earth or did hell just freeze over?
I better go prepare my survival pack.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Road to Omaha
The journey begins. The Vanderbilt baseball teams hails as the number 1 team in the country heading into the SEC baseball tournament held in Hoover, Alabama this weekend. After sweeping the LSU Tigers this past weekend and claiming the SEC regular season championship, Vanderbilt all but assured itself a national seed.
Vanderbilt is slated to begin their SEC tournament play against Tennessee this evening in Alabama. Following completion of the SEC tournament, regional and super regional play will follow in the subsequent weekends. And, of course, following super regionals is Omaha, which is the sanctuary for all baseball fanatics and the ultimate goal for every baseball program at the beginning of every season.
Walking home from class today, I passed by Hawkins Field, home of Vanderbilt baseball. Preparation has already begun for regional and super regional play. Extra bleachers were being installed behind the right field wall to accommodate the mass of people coming to support the Commodores. With SEC tournament tickets and regional tournament tickets in hand, I will be one of the many Vandy faithful supporting the team all the way to Omaha.
Seeing those bleachers go up, I could only speculate on the madness that would incur next weekend. Nashville better get ready...and fast. If this amazing baseball team wins regionals, super regionals, and secures itself a spot in Omaha, the possibility of bringing back another National Championship to the campus of Vanderbilt University would be absolute mayhem. All year, this team has had such high expectations and has consistently played as a team. During the year, I missed only a handful of home games, but walking over to the stadium prior to the first pitch, I knew I was going to see fundamental, quality baseball.
And if you're wondering who the #2 team in the nation might be, it would be Rice University. And, yes, my fiance happens to work for Rice University. This could get ugly folks. Please hide the children.
Go 'Dores!
Vanderbilt is slated to begin their SEC tournament play against Tennessee this evening in Alabama. Following completion of the SEC tournament, regional and super regional play will follow in the subsequent weekends. And, of course, following super regionals is Omaha, which is the sanctuary for all baseball fanatics and the ultimate goal for every baseball program at the beginning of every season.
Walking home from class today, I passed by Hawkins Field, home of Vanderbilt baseball. Preparation has already begun for regional and super regional play. Extra bleachers were being installed behind the right field wall to accommodate the mass of people coming to support the Commodores. With SEC tournament tickets and regional tournament tickets in hand, I will be one of the many Vandy faithful supporting the team all the way to Omaha.
Seeing those bleachers go up, I could only speculate on the madness that would incur next weekend. Nashville better get ready...and fast. If this amazing baseball team wins regionals, super regionals, and secures itself a spot in Omaha, the possibility of bringing back another National Championship to the campus of Vanderbilt University would be absolute mayhem. All year, this team has had such high expectations and has consistently played as a team. During the year, I missed only a handful of home games, but walking over to the stadium prior to the first pitch, I knew I was going to see fundamental, quality baseball.
And if you're wondering who the #2 team in the nation might be, it would be Rice University. And, yes, my fiance happens to work for Rice University. This could get ugly folks. Please hide the children.
Go 'Dores!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
"The Dress"
The day after trying on my first wedding dress, I got little accomplished and my summer officially began. Visiting a small, gorgeous wedding boutique in Nashville with Jbo, we were both greeted with the most welcoming employee of the shop. Of course, after an introduction of what they had to offer, we started to dig our way through the dresses. Given that I am not completely sure what I want, I wanted to try on different styles of dresses so that I can give myself a fair chance at deciding.
Well, I had the best time trying on those dresses. It was a little surreal at first. I mean, come on, I'm getting married! Little, young girls dream of the day they try on their first wedding dress and find "the one" that will mark their presence on their wedding day. I don't think excitement fully describes what I'm feeling right now. I think the only word that comes to mind is...perfection. I haven't stopped smiling since that quiet Sunday afternoon in April when we got engaged and I'm pretty sure that the smile isn't going away any time soon. So, with a better idea of what yours truly is looking for in her wedding dress, the search continues for the greatest dress ever made. And, yes, my wedding dress will be better than yours.....;)
As for the day after, I attempted to write my 25 page paper, but, of course, failed miserably. Instead, I was introduced to summer the only proper way a girl should be introduced to summer....the pool. I know what you're thinking and I'm sorry. But, I just couldn't resist a gorgeous day in Nashville and a free invitation to lay out. Three words: Life Is Good.
Time to salvage what is left of the day. Good day mate.
Well, I had the best time trying on those dresses. It was a little surreal at first. I mean, come on, I'm getting married! Little, young girls dream of the day they try on their first wedding dress and find "the one" that will mark their presence on their wedding day. I don't think excitement fully describes what I'm feeling right now. I think the only word that comes to mind is...perfection. I haven't stopped smiling since that quiet Sunday afternoon in April when we got engaged and I'm pretty sure that the smile isn't going away any time soon. So, with a better idea of what yours truly is looking for in her wedding dress, the search continues for the greatest dress ever made. And, yes, my wedding dress will be better than yours.....;)
As for the day after, I attempted to write my 25 page paper, but, of course, failed miserably. Instead, I was introduced to summer the only proper way a girl should be introduced to summer....the pool. I know what you're thinking and I'm sorry. But, I just couldn't resist a gorgeous day in Nashville and a free invitation to lay out. Three words: Life Is Good.
Time to salvage what is left of the day. Good day mate.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Let the parties begin
Tonight, one of my best friends, Ms. Jennie B., gave me an engagement party for all of my Nashville friends at her amazing house. Given that I was completely flattered, it was quite an honor to have such amazing friends such as her. My brother and sister made the trip up from Bama, which was a perfect touch to the evening.
As friends from my nursing class and friends from Two for Tuesdays and Thirsty Thursdays came through the door, I couldn't contain my smiles, my laughter, and my happiness. It was such a refreshing evening to enjoy great food and drinks with people who love and care about you.
The amazing hostess of the party, as seen above, prepared finger foods for all of the guests to enjoy including Lebanese dishes to complement my heritage and amazing dips and fruits to satisfy my incredible friends in Nashville. On such a gorgeous day, the scene was perfect with a slight breeze, the sun peeking out from the clouds, and perfect company to start the party. As one of many parties to kickoff the celebration of our engagement, I would say that we are off to one hell of a start.
As friends from my nursing class and friends from Two for Tuesdays and Thirsty Thursdays came through the door, I couldn't contain my smiles, my laughter, and my happiness. It was such a refreshing evening to enjoy great food and drinks with people who love and care about you.
The amazing hostess of the party, as seen above, prepared finger foods for all of the guests to enjoy including Lebanese dishes to complement my heritage and amazing dips and fruits to satisfy my incredible friends in Nashville. On such a gorgeous day, the scene was perfect with a slight breeze, the sun peeking out from the clouds, and perfect company to start the party. As one of many parties to kickoff the celebration of our engagement, I would say that we are off to one hell of a start.
Friday, May 18, 2007
People watching
Sitting in the library, I can't help but look out the window and take notice of all of the diverse people walking in and around the sidewalks. It made me start to wonder: Where is everyone going?
Just observing from a distance, everyone is going in a different direction. Everyone having their own schedule, agenda for the day with deadlines, meetings, and appointments. Some people take notice of another individual on the other side of the road and may smile or wave in acknowledgment. But, the majority of people stare at the ground beneath them and focus on their destination. What ever happened to the journey possibly meaning more than the destination? Imagine all the people we would meet if we just took the time to acknowledge their presence or flash a simple, quick smile in their direction. That simple gesture could change that person's life forever. It could change the entire outlook of their day, or possibly their entire outlook on life. Are we too good to spare a nanosecond of our lives to smile or wave or say "hello" to a fellow human being?
It is amazing how much you can learn about a person from their body language, the pace of their walk, how they walk, and their facial expressions. People who look upset or distraught walk rapidly usually with a cell phone attached to their ear. A group of friends walk in unison with matching smiles and join in laughter as they head to class. The medical student barely staying on the sidewalk because he was on call the night before and holding a starbucks cup, which is glued to his right hand.
In life we get so wrapped up in our own lives that we forget to pay attention to the world around us. It takes one nanosecond. A smile is contagious, just like an infectious disease. Wouldn't it be better to spread smiles, happiness instead of tuberculosis or an STD? I've got a hunch that the answer is yes.
Smile.
Just observing from a distance, everyone is going in a different direction. Everyone having their own schedule, agenda for the day with deadlines, meetings, and appointments. Some people take notice of another individual on the other side of the road and may smile or wave in acknowledgment. But, the majority of people stare at the ground beneath them and focus on their destination. What ever happened to the journey possibly meaning more than the destination? Imagine all the people we would meet if we just took the time to acknowledge their presence or flash a simple, quick smile in their direction. That simple gesture could change that person's life forever. It could change the entire outlook of their day, or possibly their entire outlook on life. Are we too good to spare a nanosecond of our lives to smile or wave or say "hello" to a fellow human being?
It is amazing how much you can learn about a person from their body language, the pace of their walk, how they walk, and their facial expressions. People who look upset or distraught walk rapidly usually with a cell phone attached to their ear. A group of friends walk in unison with matching smiles and join in laughter as they head to class. The medical student barely staying on the sidewalk because he was on call the night before and holding a starbucks cup, which is glued to his right hand.
In life we get so wrapped up in our own lives that we forget to pay attention to the world around us. It takes one nanosecond. A smile is contagious, just like an infectious disease. Wouldn't it be better to spread smiles, happiness instead of tuberculosis or an STD? I've got a hunch that the answer is yes.
Smile.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Glory Days
After spending the entire day in class listening to professors ramble on about nonsense (of course, nonsense that we have heard three times prior to today), I was looking forward to my trip to the rec center this evening. On my way to relieve some stress, I passed by the intramural fields where, low and behold, there were softball intramural games in progress. I couldn't help but smile. As most of you know, softball has been my love and my passion ever since I was 5 years old. I began to fall in love with the sport when I was asked to join the only traveling softball team in the state of Alabama when I was 9 years old. Now, the majority of all the players on the team were 10 and 11 years old; so, my parents were quite reluctant to let me join.
As the youngest on the team, I had a lot to learn. I had developed bad habits due to the poor coaching prior to joining the team. Due to my abnormally high level of competition, I expected to start every game despite being the "newbie" on the team. Well, let me just say that because of that first year, I became very humbled and learned to work hard for everything. From there, I played four years in high school and earned a scholarship to play in college. Some of the most important things that I have learned in my life have been from this sport and from the setbacks and praise that comes with it.
But today, watching the youngsters show off their non-existent skills and the oldies trying to re-live their glory days, I couldn't help but reminisce. Seeing everyone decked out in their brand new cleats, gloves, and bat and seeing the occasional retired high school baseball player bust out his $200 batting gloves while he marches to the box, I just couldn't resist that little chuckle that I was fighting with everything I had within me. Granted, this is "slow-pitch" softball (which, in my book, does not technically count, but we won't go there), but it does give everyone the opportunity to allow that inner-child of theirs to express itself and set personal records that no one can take away from them.
Speaking of records, there are a couple of records that I am quite proud of that happened to come to mind while I was standing on the sidewalk watching the intramural games being played. (Clear throat). Drum roll please. The record that I will always hold at 'Southern is the honor of being the first Captain in the history of the program and the first player in program history to have been ejected from a game. Yes, I am currently brushing my shoulders off.
So, play on all of you good 'ole retired athletes. Play on. And try not to hurt anyone or yourselves in the process. Play ball!
As the youngest on the team, I had a lot to learn. I had developed bad habits due to the poor coaching prior to joining the team. Due to my abnormally high level of competition, I expected to start every game despite being the "newbie" on the team. Well, let me just say that because of that first year, I became very humbled and learned to work hard for everything. From there, I played four years in high school and earned a scholarship to play in college. Some of the most important things that I have learned in my life have been from this sport and from the setbacks and praise that comes with it.
But today, watching the youngsters show off their non-existent skills and the oldies trying to re-live their glory days, I couldn't help but reminisce. Seeing everyone decked out in their brand new cleats, gloves, and bat and seeing the occasional retired high school baseball player bust out his $200 batting gloves while he marches to the box, I just couldn't resist that little chuckle that I was fighting with everything I had within me. Granted, this is "slow-pitch" softball (which, in my book, does not technically count, but we won't go there), but it does give everyone the opportunity to allow that inner-child of theirs to express itself and set personal records that no one can take away from them.
Speaking of records, there are a couple of records that I am quite proud of that happened to come to mind while I was standing on the sidewalk watching the intramural games being played. (Clear throat). Drum roll please. The record that I will always hold at 'Southern is the honor of being the first Captain in the history of the program and the first player in program history to have been ejected from a game. Yes, I am currently brushing my shoulders off.
So, play on all of you good 'ole retired athletes. Play on. And try not to hurt anyone or yourselves in the process. Play ball!
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Vanderbilt University Commencement 2K7
Over the past few days, my lack of posts have been due to the Commencement exercises held at Vanderbilt University since Wednesday afternoon. One word comes to mind when experiencing and thinking of graduation at Vanderbilt: Magical.
My younger brother graduated from Vanderbilt with a Bachelor of Science in Economics and Molecular and Cellular Biology as well as a minor in Chemistry. And on top of that, he graduated magna cum laude (should have been summa cum laude if he had a hundreth of a point. ridiculous). As his sister, I am extremely proud beyond words and very inspired by his accoplishments, his drive, and his modesty. Regarding the commencement exercises, the festivities began Wednesday night with a Party held on one of the many lawns on campus. The Party was filled with food, liquor, and beer and with music and entertainment provided by The Village People. Let me just say that watching my mom and dad dance to "YMCA" made the entire night worth it. Witnessing all of these Vanderbilt parents revert back to their college days and dance like no one was watching amazed me.
Thursday was Senior Day, which was held outside on Alumni Lawn. The main attraction to Senior Day was the guest speaker. In years past, speakers have included First Lady Laura Bush, Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice, and Former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich. On Thursday, we were all lucky to hear one of the most amazing microfinancial geniuses of our time: Dr. Muhammad Yunus. Dr. Yunus provided the poor and poverty-stricken people of Bangladesh, his home country, the opportunity to borrow money without collateral or consequences in order to get their lives in order. Today, his bank has 99% of borrowers repay everything that was loaned to them. He based his entire system on trust and his ability to adapt and to change. While I was sitting there listening to him, I realized that he was a Vanderbilt Alum and has made such an incredible impact on the people of his country and people of the world, which has earned him the Nobel Peace Prize. I consider myself extremely lucky to have heard his message and inspired to make my own place in this world.
After the speaker, me and my bro met up with Chancellor Gee at Rand Hall, who is one of the most incredible personalities and people I've ever met:
Friday marked Commencement. Once again, Magical. Trying to fathom the fact that my younger brother was graduating from college was hard enough, but accepting the reality that he was starting medical school in the fall was even harder for me to swallow. I can't even begin to express the gratitude I have for such a talented, loving, and well-respected brother. With commencement festivities starting on Wednesday and pretty much going non-stop since then with my entire family in town, I'm sure you can understand if I say that I'm pretty exhausted.
So, Congratulations to all the 2007 Graduates. Good luck and God's speed to all of you.
My younger brother graduated from Vanderbilt with a Bachelor of Science in Economics and Molecular and Cellular Biology as well as a minor in Chemistry. And on top of that, he graduated magna cum laude (should have been summa cum laude if he had a hundreth of a point. ridiculous). As his sister, I am extremely proud beyond words and very inspired by his accoplishments, his drive, and his modesty. Regarding the commencement exercises, the festivities began Wednesday night with a Party held on one of the many lawns on campus. The Party was filled with food, liquor, and beer and with music and entertainment provided by The Village People. Let me just say that watching my mom and dad dance to "YMCA" made the entire night worth it. Witnessing all of these Vanderbilt parents revert back to their college days and dance like no one was watching amazed me.
Thursday was Senior Day, which was held outside on Alumni Lawn. The main attraction to Senior Day was the guest speaker. In years past, speakers have included First Lady Laura Bush, Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice, and Former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich. On Thursday, we were all lucky to hear one of the most amazing microfinancial geniuses of our time: Dr. Muhammad Yunus. Dr. Yunus provided the poor and poverty-stricken people of Bangladesh, his home country, the opportunity to borrow money without collateral or consequences in order to get their lives in order. Today, his bank has 99% of borrowers repay everything that was loaned to them. He based his entire system on trust and his ability to adapt and to change. While I was sitting there listening to him, I realized that he was a Vanderbilt Alum and has made such an incredible impact on the people of his country and people of the world, which has earned him the Nobel Peace Prize. I consider myself extremely lucky to have heard his message and inspired to make my own place in this world.
After the speaker, me and my bro met up with Chancellor Gee at Rand Hall, who is one of the most incredible personalities and people I've ever met:
Friday marked Commencement. Once again, Magical. Trying to fathom the fact that my younger brother was graduating from college was hard enough, but accepting the reality that he was starting medical school in the fall was even harder for me to swallow. I can't even begin to express the gratitude I have for such a talented, loving, and well-respected brother. With commencement festivities starting on Wednesday and pretty much going non-stop since then with my entire family in town, I'm sure you can understand if I say that I'm pretty exhausted.
So, Congratulations to all the 2007 Graduates. Good luck and God's speed to all of you.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Nurses Week
Sunday May 6 marked the beginning of Nurses Week internationally. As a newly licensed RN and a soon-to-be Nurse Practitioner, I take great pride in the profession and vocation that I have been called to do. Joining the healthcare profession, specifically Advanced Practice Nursing, I felt the responsibility to use the skills that I have learned and have been blessed with to alleviate pain and worry. In a country where hatred is rampant and crime rates seem to be rising at an exponential pace, the call for more and more healthcare professions is more important now than ever.
With the nursing shortage becoming an epidemic, the future of the country's health can be a little scary. Today, nurses in America's hospitals are asked to care for up to 6 patients at one time due to the nursing shortage, which can ultimately become an extremely dangerous situation. Even though the patient load continues to grow annually, nurses worldwide seem to answer the calling in order to care for the world's sick and unhealthy and attempt to provide hope and a better life for individuals dealing with illness.
As I approach graduation, I continue to hone my skills in order to be prepared to help heal the illnesses that many individuals are struck with on a daily basis. I pray for all of my fellow nurses, healthcare professionals, doctors, and nurse practitioners to continue to work toward a healthy America and a health world.
On a final note, I wanted to share with you what it feels like to have the greatest fiance a girl could ask for. This is what I found at my door this afternoon:
In honor of Nurses Week 2K7, my unbelievable fiance continues (and will always) to make me the happiest and luckiest girl in the world with this G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S. bouquet of Gerber Daisies to celebrate my profession of nursing. Sorry gals, he's all mine. I love you M.D.
With the nursing shortage becoming an epidemic, the future of the country's health can be a little scary. Today, nurses in America's hospitals are asked to care for up to 6 patients at one time due to the nursing shortage, which can ultimately become an extremely dangerous situation. Even though the patient load continues to grow annually, nurses worldwide seem to answer the calling in order to care for the world's sick and unhealthy and attempt to provide hope and a better life for individuals dealing with illness.
As I approach graduation, I continue to hone my skills in order to be prepared to help heal the illnesses that many individuals are struck with on a daily basis. I pray for all of my fellow nurses, healthcare professionals, doctors, and nurse practitioners to continue to work toward a healthy America and a health world.
On a final note, I wanted to share with you what it feels like to have the greatest fiance a girl could ask for. This is what I found at my door this afternoon:
In honor of Nurses Week 2K7, my unbelievable fiance continues (and will always) to make me the happiest and luckiest girl in the world with this G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S. bouquet of Gerber Daisies to celebrate my profession of nursing. Sorry gals, he's all mine. I love you M.D.
Monday, May 7, 2007
Dukies
Yes, I know. College basketball season is over and the only thing that matters right now is three months away from College Football. I can hardly contain my excitement.
As far as my Dukies go, I felt the need to share this "Top 10 programs within the last decade" with all of you. I have a slight obsession with Duke basketball, Coach K, and Duke University. Make no mistake, I am going to be a proud graduate of Vanderbilt University come August 2K7, but I see nothing wrong with supporting another university with such a class act coach which demands respect everywhere it goes.
There is a certain mystique that certain universities hold, when they are either seen on television or a visit to their respectable campus, that is undeniable. The towering buildings, the history behind each part of campus, the notable and prestigious graduates, the research and inventions developed, the academic rigor, the athletic dominance, and, of course, the financial stability.
So, enjoy the Top 10 list. I sure did...but, then again, I am biased.
Complete Domination
As far as my Dukies go, I felt the need to share this "Top 10 programs within the last decade" with all of you. I have a slight obsession with Duke basketball, Coach K, and Duke University. Make no mistake, I am going to be a proud graduate of Vanderbilt University come August 2K7, but I see nothing wrong with supporting another university with such a class act coach which demands respect everywhere it goes.
There is a certain mystique that certain universities hold, when they are either seen on television or a visit to their respectable campus, that is undeniable. The towering buildings, the history behind each part of campus, the notable and prestigious graduates, the research and inventions developed, the academic rigor, the athletic dominance, and, of course, the financial stability.
So, enjoy the Top 10 list. I sure did...but, then again, I am biased.
Complete Domination
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Evil Empire strikes again
In a turn of events, my beloved Yankees stepped up to the plate and signed arguably one of the greatest pitchers in the history of the game, Roger Clemens. Yes, we have been sucking it up lately and I will be the first to admit it. Granted, Clemens is going to be extremely overpaid, but since when haven't the Yankees been dramatic? And at this point, I'm frustrated and impatient and this deal has seemed to calm my nerves. Imagine that.
With a little bit more stability and credibility added to the lineup, I can stop cringing every time a Yankees score is announced or scrolls across the sports ticker...for now. As for the rest of the boys in the pinstripes, I pray to God that this is a little bit of a rejuvenation period and they stop getting hurt so much. I'm sure you've heard about the no-good for nothing Carl Pavano, who will once again miss the rest of the season due to Tommy-Johns Surgery. WTF? Talk about taking advantage of an organization for everything it's worth.
Back to the real issue, The Rocket is back in the Bronx and there's nothing more to say.
Champion
With a little bit more stability and credibility added to the lineup, I can stop cringing every time a Yankees score is announced or scrolls across the sports ticker...for now. As for the rest of the boys in the pinstripes, I pray to God that this is a little bit of a rejuvenation period and they stop getting hurt so much. I'm sure you've heard about the no-good for nothing Carl Pavano, who will once again miss the rest of the season due to Tommy-Johns Surgery. WTF? Talk about taking advantage of an organization for everything it's worth.
Back to the real issue, The Rocket is back in the Bronx and there's nothing more to say.
Champion
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Time to Vent? Yes please
What is it with certain people who are so narrow-minded that they can never think outside of their little boxes? Why do they feel the need to belittle every person around them with opposing opinions and stances? Do they think they are God's gift to the human race?
I always have dreamed of a world with accepting personalities and conforming to change, which would benefit their lives and those lives around them. I guess I just don't understand how individuals can live in this amazing country and not take full advantage of the diversity available at their fingertips.
Maybe I'm different. I see no need in restricting my opinions or my views when there is a different one. This is how I grow....as a person, a nurse, a woman, and as a child of God. This is how i learn more and more about myself and the world I am living in. My opinions and views have changed from those as a young girl and they will continue to change as a I work my way through this life. But just because my opinions and views change does not mean that my values or my core beliefs have wavered or have been diminished in any way. In some sense, I feel as if those close-minded, arrogant individuals think that open-minded persons somehow compromise their values and beliefs when they take a different stance than them.
People change. People will always change. Times change. Times will always change. And most important, and to a certain extent, people will change with the times. Changing with the times does not compromise any core values or beliefs, it makes you a more complete and wholesome individual that can understand the society and pressures that you live in. And through understanding the current society and pressures, you can adjust accordingly and form your own unique opinions, which you are completely and utterly happy with.
Isn't happiness what we all strive for? Isn't it something that makes life worth living and somehow completes a void in each life? So, why is there resistance from those close-minded, arrogant individuals when an individual finds happiness that is not in-line with their certain beliefs? Does happiness have one definition? Does happiness have certain criteria that must be met?
I have learned this: Happiness is unique. Happiness is based on an individual by individual basis. There is not one equation that equals happiness. There are numerous equations that will equal happiness. If you live your life trying to use someone else's equation for happiness, then you will never be happy. Half the fun of life is finding your own equation for your own happiness. Of course, there is the fear of the unknown; however, once you have reached that point in your life and have found all the pieces of the equation for your happiness, everything prior to that point seems worth it. Everything in life takes work. Everything.
So, make yourself happy. Trying to please everyone else around you will only lead to anger and unhappiness.
And to my amazing fiancee, who makes me the happiest girl in the world, I love you.
I always have dreamed of a world with accepting personalities and conforming to change, which would benefit their lives and those lives around them. I guess I just don't understand how individuals can live in this amazing country and not take full advantage of the diversity available at their fingertips.
Maybe I'm different. I see no need in restricting my opinions or my views when there is a different one. This is how I grow....as a person, a nurse, a woman, and as a child of God. This is how i learn more and more about myself and the world I am living in. My opinions and views have changed from those as a young girl and they will continue to change as a I work my way through this life. But just because my opinions and views change does not mean that my values or my core beliefs have wavered or have been diminished in any way. In some sense, I feel as if those close-minded, arrogant individuals think that open-minded persons somehow compromise their values and beliefs when they take a different stance than them.
People change. People will always change. Times change. Times will always change. And most important, and to a certain extent, people will change with the times. Changing with the times does not compromise any core values or beliefs, it makes you a more complete and wholesome individual that can understand the society and pressures that you live in. And through understanding the current society and pressures, you can adjust accordingly and form your own unique opinions, which you are completely and utterly happy with.
Isn't happiness what we all strive for? Isn't it something that makes life worth living and somehow completes a void in each life? So, why is there resistance from those close-minded, arrogant individuals when an individual finds happiness that is not in-line with their certain beliefs? Does happiness have one definition? Does happiness have certain criteria that must be met?
I have learned this: Happiness is unique. Happiness is based on an individual by individual basis. There is not one equation that equals happiness. There are numerous equations that will equal happiness. If you live your life trying to use someone else's equation for happiness, then you will never be happy. Half the fun of life is finding your own equation for your own happiness. Of course, there is the fear of the unknown; however, once you have reached that point in your life and have found all the pieces of the equation for your happiness, everything prior to that point seems worth it. Everything in life takes work. Everything.
So, make yourself happy. Trying to please everyone else around you will only lead to anger and unhappiness.
And to my amazing fiancee, who makes me the happiest girl in the world, I love you.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Reality? What?
After being on a high after my amazing engagement, I had to come back to Nashville and complete my final semester at Vanderbilt. Well, let's just say that, much to my surprise, I won't be able to put it on cruise control these last three months.
The semester started on Wednesday with in depth discussions on abdominal disorders and then continued on Thursday afternoon with more discussions about abdominal disorders. Are you catching onto a trend? Exactly. It looks like the theme for the summer will be chief complaints of abdominal pain and, ah yes, abdominal pain.
For a girl who thrives on sports related injuries, broken bones and trauma related cases, I'm going to be struggling to motivate myself to soak up all the information they are trying to present to us. As if I had a hard enough time motivating myself in the first place.
Now, with a completely new distraction of planning the biggest throwdown of the century, it is going to take everything in me to look interested while I'm sitting in class. How much better does it get when you are planning your life with your best friend? Well, my friends, it doesn't.
So, with one week of my last semester at Vanderbilt under my belt, I am getting closer and closer to the end of my Grad School career and my Masters Degree. Bring it on.
The semester started on Wednesday with in depth discussions on abdominal disorders and then continued on Thursday afternoon with more discussions about abdominal disorders. Are you catching onto a trend? Exactly. It looks like the theme for the summer will be chief complaints of abdominal pain and, ah yes, abdominal pain.
For a girl who thrives on sports related injuries, broken bones and trauma related cases, I'm going to be struggling to motivate myself to soak up all the information they are trying to present to us. As if I had a hard enough time motivating myself in the first place.
Now, with a completely new distraction of planning the biggest throwdown of the century, it is going to take everything in me to look interested while I'm sitting in class. How much better does it get when you are planning your life with your best friend? Well, my friends, it doesn't.
So, with one week of my last semester at Vanderbilt under my belt, I am getting closer and closer to the end of my Grad School career and my Masters Degree. Bring it on.
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
And it starts
As most of you know, I was in the great state of Alabama this past weekend and just arrived back to Nashville yesterday evening. Well, little did I know, but the weekend had a lot more in store for me than I had originally planned.
On Sunday afternoon, right before taking the love of my life to the airport, we decided to make a trip to our Alma mater to witness the changes that have been made ever since we graduated only two short years ago. Pulling onto campus gave me such an odd, but welcoming feeling that I was never expecting. The minute we passed the security gate, we could already see all of the changes that had been made. Construction seemed to engulf the entire campus, while I frantically tried to remember what once was the campus that I fell in love with during my official visit six years ago.
As we strolled around campus, stopping at each significant building that touched each of our lives, we couldn't help but reminisce about our four years on The Hilltop. We remembered the building where we had our first class together, the building that consumed our lives the most; the caf, where we sat everyday for four years; the baseball field, where we watched so many games together; the dorms, where we first met; and fraternity row, where we built friendships that would last forever.
We ended up at the simple, amazing gazebo on top of campus that overlooks the great city of Birmingham, which marked the first place the love of my life gave me my first present when we first started dating. Well, there was one more present to be given in that little old gazebo....
Pulling out a box from his pocket, I stood there motionless. Once that ring was slipped onto my finger, flashes of my future began to pop into my head and I was once again reminded that I am the luckiest girl alive. Here is why:
I think the word you're looking for is AMAZING!..(or some four letter word that wouldn't be appropriate for me to post). And here is the culprit:
As I'm sure you can tell, I'm pretty stoked and I couldn't be any happier. I hope that each and everyone of you find happiness like me and Michael have and I ask that you continue to pray for us and for our families. Prayer is powerful. May God bless all of you and, of course, details will be passed along soon.
Now it's time to plan the biggest throwdown of the century...looks like I have some work to do.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
