A big smith weekend

So, this upcoming week is spent on anxious nerves and excitement... at the upcoming wedding of my brother! He and Rebecca are getting married on Saturday. I cannot believe it's already here. It's a big to do in this family because he is the first of the 4 of us to get married. They've been dating for over 5 years now, so its not unexpected that they tie the knot. It's just different that its actually happening. I've told so many people, and, to be honest, it still hasn't hit me. I know it will once Friday night gets here with the rehearsal dinner. First wedding I've been in that I've been related to either the bride or groom! Yay! I know that it will be a totally different experience.

That's all my week entails--getting reading for the big I Do's and all the food that it includes!

German word:
heiraten--to marry

It's been awhile.

I feel like I haven't told an awkward moment story in quite awhile (or ahwhile, if you like to say your w's like that. you know like "hwhat?") so here's one or two that have happened.

One moment happened yesterday. I don't know what it is with me and Borders workers sometimes, but I just don't click well with them (I've written a blog about a nice guy who gave me the stone face at a joke of mine..). So needless to say, the setting of the situation was at Borders. So there I am, with not much to do the rest of the day but read, and I have all afternoon to do it. YES! My day is looking bright. So I walk up, order my coffee, and sit down. Oh, did I mention this guy who took my order might be "batting for the other team"? Well, being the only one of about 4 people in the coffee section, the guy making my "coffee" (a.k.a. white chocolate mocha) yells out at me if I want whip cream. I kind of take that as my cue to walk up there and get my drink. After responding with a polite, "No thanks," he starts adding a little white chocolate syrup (I think that's what it was?) on the top in a cool design. I say, "ooooh, pretty!". Did I really just say that? Why didn't I just say thank you, or just nothing at all! And his response? "......." yeah, that's right. Nothing. He looks me in the face, no smile, nothing. Pushes me my drink, and walks away. I wasn't being sarcastic. I thought it was pretty! So, I walked away feeling like a complete dork. Yay for Day! I shouldn't be allowed to leave the house alone.

Well, I think that's all I can feel worthy about writing right now... except for the moment today when I spit water all over myself at cycling class. yep. I took a big drink of my water, and before I could even swallow it, I choked on it. And what did I do? I spit it out. All over myself and the floor. Do I have a brain? I guess I had no other choice, but everyone in there looked at me like.... um, what just happened? Good thing the lights in there are off! Maybe no one got a good look at me when I left? Hahahaha.. I love my life. Good night everyone!

German Word
schlafen--to sleep

A Week of Wonderful

So this week as been full of exciting events.

First, as a mentioned earlier in this blog, I got to go see STOMP on Tuesday. Seriously, if you've heard of them or seen them, like them or hate them, you've got to go to their show. They are AMAZING at what they do! It easily makes you want to get up and go join them on stage. I kept hoping they were going to ask for a volunteer from the audience. If you know me, you know I don't have a problem making a fool of myself if it gets me on stage. Who am I kidding. I don't have a problem making a fool of myself in general. Moving along, they make music/beats with everyday objects like trashcans, boxes of matches, newspapers, brooms, chairs... you get the picture. There was even a moment where three of them come out and have huge metal trashcans strapped to their feet. Awesome. Youtube them immediately.

After heading back to Columbus on Wednesday, I met up with my mom and headed to Birmingham. We made a pit stop in Tuscaloosa to hang out with the sis until it was time to hit the road and go see Michael Bublé!!! The pair of tickets were one of my dad's birthday presents to my mom. I saw MB earlier this year, but like I'd be dumb enough to not go see him again! Plus, even though my mom isn't necessarily a big Michael listener, all of his music was familiar to her since she's heard most of the original singers sing his songs. I will say that ol' Mike is a bit, shall we say, risqué with his commentaries between songs. But I let it slide because he's beautiful and I hope to marry him.. one day. For now, I'll just let him sing me to sleep.

After getting home late from Birmingham, I received my email of congratulations from UMC for being accepted into med school (as you can see below) and thoroughly freaked out. I mean, I was at the point where I couldn't even move. I still don't feel like it is actually happening. Ah! I'm actually going to be Dr. Day now.. no more joking about it! Thanks to everyone who prayed for me!!

Well, I guess that's all she wrote for now. Have a great weekend!

German word:
Bestimmt!--Sure!

Doctor Day!

Just had to make a real quick post to say....

I GOT INTO MEDICAL SCHOOL at UMC!!!

Thank you Lord for letting this amazing opportunity happen!

My parents even sent me these beautiful flowers:


I am so blessed!

Lock Down

I had an interesting Friday night that I thought I might share. Here's the scene:

After posting my so exhilarating blog on Friday, I was (needless to say) running little behind schedule. I have half straight hair, not a drop of makeup ob, zero shoes, and 15 minutes to get ready. Well, we all know that when you get a little pushed for time, you get a little on edge. I had just let my brother's dog outside and he was already whining to get back inside. Something as small as that whine set me off. I stepped outside, shutting the door behind me, to tell him to quit whining. After telling him to sit, I turned around to go back inside... except I couldn't.. BECAUSE I LOCKED MYSELF OUT. Super. Awesome. This is so great. I LOVE my life. Oh, and did I mention that I left my phone inside?

So there I am, sitting outside the back door with just the doorknob locked. I don't know what in the world to do, and I'm already in a bad mood. Help. I first attempt to find anything that is outside that I can use to unlock the door. I came up empty. Sweet. So, after much contemplation and walking back and forth, I decide to go to my brother's neighbor's house (people to whom I have never said a word) and ask for help. I heard them talking outside and finally, I dug down deep inside to find some courage and politely said, "Excuse me? Is anyone over there?" I sounded harmless enough. I did feel quite silly, though. Fortunately, the wife answered and I quickly explained that I was locked out. Being the kindest woman ever, she let me borrow her cell phone. Now who I am going to call? The only people's numbers I know who could even think about helping are my parents (in Columbus), Todd (at his bachelor party), and Corky (at Todd's bachelor party). Gosh, this night just keeps getting better and better.

Well, after contacting my parents, with my mom probably wondering what kind of daughter she raised, I contacted Todd's future in-laws. No spare key in sight. The only spare key Todd has is, oh yeah, on my key chain, locked safely IN the door inside his house. Yay! The neighbors gave me a card to see if I could basically break into Todd's house, and the movies are liars. It is so not easy to get inside a locked house. Finally, after figuring there was nothing left to do, I call my parents back who have apparently already called a lock smith to come over. The neighbors have somewhere to go, so I thank them and watch them leave, along with my only means of contacting the outside world. Did I mention that, while this is happening, my friends are thoroughly freaking out because no one has heard from me, and its been 30 minutes since I was supposed to meet them.

Well, after all sunlight has gone, I sat in the driveway with nothing but a streetlight to comfort me, holding my brothers dog. I have no idea if the locksmith knows where I am, and I begin to get a little nervous. I began to pray because we all know that a girl by herself sitting in a driveway looks weird and unsafe. No lie, probably 2 minutes after I finished praying, my friends Nikki and Amanda drive up at Todd's, rescuing me from my near depression. Thank you Lord for answering my prayer and giving me amazing friends! About 5 minutes later, the locksmith arrived and so easily unlocked the door. At least it made for an interesting night. We'll holla!

German word:
Denken--to think
(..which apparently, I didn't do much of Friday night)

Who is that?

As I was flipping through the channels the other day, I passed by Bewitched. I got to thinking. You know what I've always wondered? How tv shows think they can pull off changing actors/actresses who play main characters mid-series. You know what shows I mean--Harriet on Family Matters, Vivian on Fresh Prince, Darren on Bewitched...I mean, really. I understand that for whatever reason the actor/actress couldn't fulfill his/her roll that they couldn't just stop the show. That doesn't make it any better though. I couldn't imagine being around when those shows first came out and I saw the new Vivian for the first time. I mean, hello? Who is that woman and why is pretending to be married to Uncle Phil. Did they do a disclaimer at the beginning of the show? The internet wasn't really there to throw the news around about what happened. And, I don't know about you, but I never like the second actor/actress as much as the first. They always seemed to have more attitude. Well, at least the second Harriet did. Good grief.

Moving along, I get to see STOMP live and in action this coming Tuesday. How cool is that? I didn't know they were coming to the MS, but apparently they are, and apparently I have a ticket. I hope they rock out like they do on youtube.

Well, I don't need to ramble anymore, so I'm out! By the way, I'm sending out letters asking for support for my Germany trip. Let me know if you're interested! Just comment or email me. Happy weekend!!

German word:
Schwester--sister.

When Family comes to town..

Do you ever have those moments when you are at home that make you doubt your plan in life and desire moving back home with your parents? Well, if you haven't, then I hope you experience it one day. I came to home to hang out with the parentals on Thursday and have yet to return to Jackson (keep in mind the fact that I don't have work again until this coming Thursday played a crucial role in that decision.) Since being home, I have seen every member of my amusing and different family.

After having dinner with my parents on Thursday night, I finally shared my time with them with my brothers. Todd and Corky both came to town Friday night, to a meal of pot roast, carrots, sweet potatoes, green beans, and some FINE rolls. All of these were prepared but my mother and yours truly (more of the mother and less of the yours truly, to be honest). I have to admit that having my whole family (minus Caitlyn, and yes you were missed, sister) sitting around eating dinner and being together was a great feeling--even if they devoted much of their Friday night to watching BASEBALL.

Saturday came with many errands on the brothers' parts, and after a Front Door lunch and half time of the Ole Miss game, they turned back onto the road from whence they came. The rest of Saturday I spent with my lovely mother and was promptly into my pajamas and reading by... 7:30. Yes, I am cool.

Today was the final installment of the family time because the youngest decided to join us in adventuring in Columbus. Caitlyn couldn't resist the fact that every other child had been in town for the weekend, so she jumped on the band wagon. The girls of the fam decided to satiate their cravings and go to the Mexican Kitchen for dinner. We were all so eager to go that we had arrived, eaten, and left before 6:15 even thought about being. I felt like an 80-year-old mamaw for eating at such a young hour, but it happens to the best of us. I guess I should have felt like an old woman when I realized it was okay to put on PJs at 7:30 P.M. After finishing dinner, I went with my dad and fell into our old routine of a Sunday night movie, and we saw Shia Labeouf rocking out in Eagle Eye (where I will have a review for here). That brings me to now, and now means it is time to sleep. I just want to remind everyone that family is such a crucial part of my life, and I hope that it is for you, too!

German Word:
lieben--to love

Real Quick..

A quick note--I have actually reopened an old blog that I had where I review movies (yes, I have unnecessarily large amounts of time on my hands). I see way too many movies anyway, so I figure I might as well go ahead and put it to use. Whether its in the theaters or came out in 1953, I'm going to review it as soon as I watch it. Hope we have similar taste in movies! I added it to my links on the right. Happy Wednesdaying.

German word:
Ja--yes.
(say it like your from Sweden or something; basically its Ya)