Sunday, July 31, 2005

Say What?!

This is a totally random note with which to end your Sunday evening. An individual from Fort Worth, Texas has come across my site by searching for none other than, "penis twitch spooning". That's right. They actually searched for that...and they actually arrived at my blog. Hmm...Must have been from the story where I said Fletch the dog and I were spooning. hahaha! Another person, reigning all the way from New Zealand, asked the perplexing question of "Why don't I get asked out?" Yup. That was there query question and they were unwittingly directed towards "Spoken like a true smartass...". Poor lad. I'm sorry that I can not answer that for you. Perhaps it is because you are asking the internet questions of the heart and expecting an answer. Go out, find yourself a nice girl and ask her to dinner. I myself, will be washing my hair that night, sorry.

Friday, July 29, 2005

I'm a pilf.

I stole this from Steph's blog, because I'm a cheat! A pilf! A geeeenious....
However, I just learned that she too, stole it from someone else! PILF!

This quiz is to see just how well my diligent readers pay attention. All the answers to the following questions can be found in my blog posts. Have you been absorbing? Studying? haha!

How well do you know your Smartass?

Leave me a comment when you take it, okay? Good luck!

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Small World?

So I have been examining my counter and I am a little concerned. There are people all over the country reading my blog and I have no idea who they are! haha! Maybe I shouldn't have put that on there. At first I was a little disappointed because there weren't that many, there are people in Oklahoma, Illinois, Missouri, Texas, California and Vermont reading my blog! haha!! Whodathunkit? Most of those I can figure out, but who do I know in California and Vermont? Leave a message people! No lurking allowed! :)

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Study Break #1

Oh my God...Study break time. I fear my brain is about to rupture at any moment. I am working on my final writing assigment for my Microeconomics class and have my final exam tomorrow. I am freaking out quite considerably at the moment and there is a good chance that I might just lose it. Seriously. omg. My back is in knots and has been all day. Could have something to do with carrying a baby around most of the weekend but I just couldn't PUT HER DOWN! She's scrumptious. Could also be the tension that is residing in my spine like a 40 pound leprechaun named Stan.

I do however have another funny story from this weekend that I would like to share. My friends Kristen and Brent have the cutest, squishiest, most adorable creature living with them. No, this time I am not talking about Reagan. (Although she is damnded adorable!) I'm speaking of none other, than Fletch the wonder Yorkie. OMG. This dog is so dadgum cute I didn't know what to do with myself. I kept referring to him as my squishy. So as I was lying down to go to sleep, I hear him come running from the other room. He pounces on the air mattress with such exploding force that I feared for my life. He then curled up right to my chest, rolled over and his side, layed his furry little head on my pillow and began to snore peacefully. Every now and again he would twitch and fidget a little until I pet him again. There a few times where he rolled over to gently lick me on the cheek. I swear to God, that awoke in the night, and the dog and I were spooning. Seriously. haha! I told Kim the whole story the next morning and she just laughed hysterically. I told her I hadn't had that much action in years! Scary thing was, she replied with, "Neither have I." haha!! We are so pathetic, and he is so cute!!

"What?!" asked Fletch inquisitively. Posted by Picasa

Fletch with Kristen and his "baby" Piglet Posted by Picasa

Fletchy the wonder Yorkie Posted by Picasa

Monday, July 25, 2005

1 Visitor and Counting...

I have created a new addition to the blog...a counter! YAY! Right now, it looks like one person has viewed my blog when I know that's NOT TRUE, because that one person is ME! haha! But as of today, the counting begins. Have a great day ya'll!

Family Trees

If you already read the post that preceded this one, you must know that I am a firm believer in the fact that we choose our families. We are not tied to the fact that we are only family to those we have a direct bloodline connection to. This weekend was a prime example of that.

For starters, I got up early on Saturday morning in order to make the hour and a half trec to El Reno, OK to see my dear friend Kristen and her family. I got lost. For those of you who know me, you know this is no rare occurance. Now, in my defense, I wasn't really lost. I knew exactly where I was the whole time. I just didn't know how to get where I was going. haha! I missed my exit and had to turn around (twice) to get back on the dadgum Kilpatrick Turnpike. BETTER SIGNS, PEOPLE. WE NEED BETTER SIGNS. About halfway down the turnpike I started to panic that I had yet missed a valuable exit. I called my bosses husband, as he has family in El Reno and makes this trip regularly. He set me on my path and I was instantly at ease. See, even when I'm not lost, I feel lost...and then I panic. ;) I arrived in El Reno, safe, sound and on time. I was greeted at the door with a warm, welcoming smile, and instantly was hit by a flood of memories. I have spent more time in this home than I can even explain. The 'home' has changed postal addresses a few times through the years, but it is the exact same home. Pictures adorn every possible surface, both vertical and horizontal. Everywhere you look there is a sign that this family has faith and love of family. I was never an exception. I was welcomed many a time into this home, at their table and into their hearts. I had grown, since I was three, to call Kristen's grandparents Nanny and Papa and her mother as Momma Kim. That hasn't changed. Despite their passing, Nanny and Papa are still very much in that home. I sat at my place at the dinner table and was greeted by a warm, loving feeling. As I looked down, Kim explained to me that the warn spots on the edge of the table directly in front of my seat, were the spots warn down by repeated visits from Papa. He sat at that very spot every time I had ever graced their table. Now, may I remind you, this family ate almost every meal together at that table and before the first bite was taken, Papa would bow his head. Those warn spots were the very places his arms would rest as his hands were folded in prayer. I was always included in his prayer as he asked God to watch over me as I traveled home. He would thank God for putting me into their lives and for making me a friend to Kristen. He never failed to appreciate and love me. I love my Grandparents more than I can explain and I know that they love me. My love for Papa never took that away, only made me realize that family is not only a birthright. He considered me as much of a grandchild as any of his own grandkids and I will never forget that. I miss him and Nanny dearly as they were a large part of my life growing up. I sat at that table Sunday, and as we bowed our heads, Kim began to pray. Her words and her voice reminded me of none other than Papa. I cried. And as I cried, Kristens dear husband Brent looked at me and goes, "Woah. Are you ok?" I laughed as Kristen laid her head on my shoulder and said, "Lizzi don't cry." I told Brent that in all the 21 years I had known this family, I was NEVER able to sit through one of their prayers and maintain my composure. I cried every single, solitary time. I have never cried in church. But I always cried at the Carmichael/Cunningham table.

Not only did I get to hang out with this crew, I also got to play with the newest member of the family. Little Reagan Jean (named after Nanny). She is the sweest, most adorable baby I think I have ever known. I haven't been around her more than maybe five times in her entire year of existance, yet she never whimpered or pulled away when I picked her up. In fact, she often held out her arms for me to hold her. She gave kisses and giggled, squealed and cooed. She is by far the most precious thing I have ever seen. On of these days I'm going to take some photos of her for the gallery, but until then, I will post some quick snapshots on here for you. Isn't she adorable?! I love that baby like no other and am blessed to be her Pseudo Aunt Liz.

As I got in my car to drive home and waved goodbye to everyone, I began to cry. Surprised? I didn't think so. I couldn't help but feel like I was leaving something behind and I wasn't ready to go home yet. It's harder to explain than one would guess. I began thinking of all the things in my life that I had questioned. A great song came on the radio and it made me laugh a little to myself as it wasn't even a station I would normally listen to. I can't for the life of me remember the song, but it was almost as if God were listening to my thoughts and was responding with an, "Mmmhmm...yes, yes...go on." The storm clouds lifted, giving way to one of the most brilliant sunsets I had ever seen. I was alone in my car and suddenly felt very whole. I began to pray, which sadly I had not done in quite some time. I asked God to grant me patience and allow me to put my fears and worries into his hands. I know that things I yearn for will come to me in their due time as He has a plan for each of us. I have always known that, always believed that. But for some reason, the whole thing hit home yesterday like never before. It was all so clear to me, when I think it was my own selfish wants that had clouded it for so long. The sunset, the song...everything just seemed like a sign that everything was going to be okay and I just needed to quit worrying. I made it home and sat and told Caitlin all about my weekend. It was nice to share all of that with someone. I probably didn't put it quite as elloquintly as I have on here (not saying this is elloquint), as I was telling her the table story through big, fat, crocodile tears. (Reagan got those a time or two as well!) I feel a weight has been lifted.

I am now going to go study for my economics exam. (Weight returns.) haha! May you all find a love as deep as this one.

God bless,

Sleepy Reagan..sshh.... Posted by Picasa

Happy Reagan! Posted by Picasa

Cruisin' Reagan! Posted by Picasa

Kristen n' Fletch Posted by Picasa

Liz, Fletch, Kristen n' Brent Posted by Picasa

Sunday, July 24, 2005

BFF= Best Friends Forever

Do you remember when you were young and all your notes were signed with BFF? I DO! Kristen and I have the best BFF story ever. We were three years old when we met in pre-school at Oakwood Christian Church in Enid, Oklahoma. I would go home after class and it was always "Kristen this" and "Kristen that". The story was likewise for Kristen as she went home and spoke of nothing but "Elizabeth". A parent teacher conference night rolled around and at the end, one of the teachers asked if there were any questions. Kristen's mom Kim stood up and said, "Yes. Who is Elizabeth's mom?" My mom Shelley stood and said, "You must be Kristen's mom!" A relationship was sparked that has lasted almost 21 years. We only went to school together that one time, but amazingly enough, our friendship has withstood long distance moves, softball teams and childish gossip, parents divorcing, broken hearts, loss of loved ones and now married life and baby Reagan. Through it all, we have grown closer than I ever could have imagined. We don't talk everyday. It's not that 'kind' of close. It's the kind of close where I know that I will never go a day without knowing what it means to be loved. I won't ever know a day without family, friendship, support and faith. Thank you Kristen for always being someone I was proud to call 'my best friend'. Thank you for allowing me to be 'Aunt Liz' to your precious daughter and for a lifetime of memories. You're the best! Who loves you like I do?

Friday, July 22, 2005

Babies, Barf n' BoogerBerries

It's Friday!! Thank God.

Wednesday I got one of the biggest gifts ever. My roommates agreed to let me have a kitten!! We had always discussed how we would wait until Matt and Christen moved back to Tulsa in a year or two because there would be less animals. I think they all knew just how bad I wanted this little guy though and decided that one little kitten couldn't possibly make that big of a difference, especially if I was taking care of him. He's so precious! A little ball of orange fluff. Now I have to go get him a litter box and carrier, food and water bowls, etc. I think he's going to be well worth it and well spoiled. I'm excited to buy him a collar and tag too! I'm such a mush when it comes to little balls of fur. Caitlin went with me Wednesday night to see him and I think she may fallen in love with Fuji too! What a ham. :) He is named Fuji because I love photography! His twin brother's name is Kodak. haha! There is also a little black female with white, skunk-like markings. Her name is Flower after the little skunk from Bambi. The last little guy is a light orange color. He is the same color as one of our favorite patients at the clinic, Zeke. Zeke never comes in a cat carrier, he comes in a grapefruit box. Yup. Everytime. So, I looked up the word grapefruit in other languages and that day he was coined, Pomelo. The italian word for grapefruit. Our little squishies!! Okay, so they're not all mine, but I just love new kittens!

Thursday was Caitlin's graduation so her family as well as Edwin's family came down. I got to tag along to dinner and then to her graduation. It made me feel good to be there. I adore their families. Such good people. They always make me feel like part of the family. Today Caitlin is in Tulsa enjoying some much needed shopping time with her mom. Hope she buys me somethin' sparkly. ;) I'm so proud of her and I know she is flat out extatic to be done. Riding to the graduation, Edwin's eldest neice Brittany told me she was drinking 'Boogerberry Juice'. I'm not kidding. The child was drinking a lemon-lime juice called BOOGERBERRY. Who comes up with this stuff?! Blech. is Friday! It was an insanely busy day at work and I vented quite a bit to Katie so I treated her to a milk shake. Problem is, it's like 100 some degrees outside so the milk shake didn't settle all that well. We both felt naseous later. Ugh... I think we'll go swimming in a couple hours which is going to be WONDERFUL! I will also get to see little Fuji again and I can't wait! He'll get to come home in about 5-6 weeks at the earliest. I know!! I keep going back to talking about him but I just love him so much!! I'll post pictures as soon as I can. Bad side of today, I woke up at 4 AM to the sound of my roommates cat barfing. ON..MY..BED. Yup, that's right. So now I am in the process of washing that. Fun fun. Needless to say, Hootie is on my Uber-shitlist (not a good place to be, I might add.) and will be for quite some time. Did I mention she also puked on the living room rug twice? Copious quanitites of el barfo. God only knows what she had to have eaten in order to produce vomit like that.

Tomorrow is my friend Kristen's Pampered Chef party. How much am I going to love that? Let's see... I get to see Kristen, Reagan the most adorable, squishy baby in the world, and Pampered Chef. It's gonna be great!! We're gonna go to a movie tomorrow night which sounds so fun and then I'm going to spend the night there. SLUMBER PARTY!! haha! How old am I you ask? ha!

Guess what else I found out this week?! My friend Travis had a GAME on his blog where he picked a 'random' blog and had people leave comments on a specific post. Guess who the random blog was?! I couldn't figure out why so many people I didn't know were posting comments on a post that I didn't think was all that special. (Legacy) One of the guys left a comment so I clicked on his name to see if I knew him. His bio said he was a frequent blogger/podcaster on Ponderplace which is Travis' podcast. I was like, "Wow! One of Travis' friends somehow found my blog. I wonder if Travis mentioned me on Ponderplace." So, I travel to Travis' blog and lo and behold, there I am....a GAME! haha!! Thanks Trav. Thanks. ;)

Well, I'm off to get this room clean. OMG. What a task. Hope everyone has a splendid weekend!

Love, Liz

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Fortune Telling

I ordered Chinese food for dinner tonight and received the inevitable fortune cookie. Most of the time I get cheesy ones like, "Your dreams will be fullfilled." or better yet, "He who farts in church sits in own pew." But today, I was surprised to find this..."You will make many changes before settling down happily." Katie, was I not just talking about this?? Did we, or did we not, just discuss this? Amazing what a stale little cookie can do for your outlook? Am I right? ;)

Monday, July 18, 2005


Well if I'm not the most relaxed lady in Stillwater, I don't know who is. I just went to Meridian (Caitlin's school) and got a 30 minute massage for $10. That's right folks...10 smackers for 30 minutes of heaven. I was a little nervous because I'm a very introverted/self-concious person and I was slightly weirded out by the thought of someone I don't know rubbin' all over me. In the dark. Alone. With soft music. Weird? I think so. But I guarantee it people, once you're there, it doesn't matter AT ALL. I was naked. I didn't care. It was heaven. I left feeling WONDERFUL! Caitlin graduates on Thursday (CONGRATS!) so tonight was their last night of clinicals. Sorry kids. No more cheap massages. Now you'll just have to come to my house and pay Caitlin the big bux! ;) I got her somethin' sparkly for graduation. Yes. I already gave it to her. I am the worlds WORST gift giver. I shouldn't have bought it so soon because I can't STAND having it and not giving it. Grr.. So, before I even went into my own bedroom, I had the gift bag hung on her doorknob. haha! I think she liked it, even though it was early. I'm off to read some Harry Potter!! YAY! I love Harry. Gotta love anything that has sparked the youth and adulthood of America to enjoy reading again. I for one am a HUGE fan. I am allowing myself to bypass homework for ONE NIGHT ONLY in order to read a couple chapters, but tomorrow it's back to the wonderful world of microeconomics. ;) Blech. Goodnight all.

WeekEnds n' Begins

I am warning everyone now, this is not a very eloquintly written piece. haha! I am sitting here at approximately 7:00am and I have not had ANY caffeine. Grr....

My weekend was pretty good! Friday night I had the house to myself so I did what every single, pathetic girl does on a Friday night. I ate popcorn for dinner and watched reruns of Full House and then fell asleep on the couch. We don't have any gas in the house thanks to a small gas leak in the backyard and the ever wonderful Western Mechanical. The jerks left the back yard ripped up and the house without gas and said they'd be back in a bit to finish laying the pipe. Edwin called them about 4ish and they said they couldn't come back out until Monday. JERKS! They COULD have come, the just didn't. So Saturday before work I took one of the COLDEST showers I have taken in all my life. AND, that was with some warm water still in the hot water tank. THIS MORNING WAS 100 TIMES WORSE! Needless to say, I was not a happy camper. Despite the rough start, it wasn't a bad day at all. We were pretty steady, maybe even a little busy in spots. Nothing out of the ordinary really, just your average Saturday. After work, I went home and ate some lunch and then headed over to Shana and Katie's to swim. We got a little crispy, but not too bad! ;) There were two adorable little girls there with their mom and they literally laughed at EVERYTHING we did. We were their entertainment. One of the girls was squating by the fence and we thought she was pouting. Here mom goes, "No. She just knows she's not allowed to pee in the pool." haha!! OMG! The girl was peeing on the concrete by the fence. Oh well, at least it wasn't in the water that I kept accidentally swallowing and snorting up my nose. That would have been grooooss. After the swim, we got ready and went scrub shopping with the rest of the staff and our bosses. We all got a new set of bright, clean scrubs! How exciting! We then made our way to Subway so we could "Eat Fresh" and then went back to the clinic for a quick 'foot spa' party with our resident Arbonne guru. He's one of our clients and literally wouldn't leave us alone until we agreed to schedule a party with him. Blech. It wasn't nearly as bad as we all expected, but we still weren't all that thrilled to be there. I dropped off my carpool crowd and headed home to start some laundry. Not too long after that I went back to the girls for another quick swim. This time we had the pool completely to ourselves and we took a radio so we had a really good time. Sunday, I slept in! yay! I got up about 9:30 and Edwin, Caitlin and I went to Panera for some breakfast. At lunch time Edwin's parents came and we went to Joseppi's for some scrumtrulescent food! mmm....tortellini! I got home and took a nice nap. You know, full belly=sleepy head. ;) I got up, got ready and went swimming again! I'm addicted! We met a few people at the pool who are neighbors of the girls. One of them was challenging Shana to keep diving in the pool. "DO THE FLYING SQUIRREL!" It was hilarious! Up until the ass told me I was OLD! That's right...OLD. He just turned 21, I'm 23. Does anyone else see something wrong with this? After I left, I went home to color Caitlin's hair. I told her the guy called me old and came out of my room with a cane and hobbled into the living room. She dies laughing and of course, took a picture. We'll have to see if she posts that one on her blog! haha! Shana called me shortly after to tell me that their cat was in labor and having kittens. Jerk face who called me old was sitting over there with them. Punk. All in all, it was a very relaxing weekend. Aside from the cold showers, being called old and the fish that is rotting away in our fish tank, it was good. (My boss was going to have to come euthanize him for us, isn't that sad?!) Also, this morning, when I got to work there was a note on my desk that I was to send Kit-Kat to a new home today that I DO NOT approve of. They're very nice people, but definately not the home I would have chosen for this sweet loving cat who belonged to an old lady for 7 years. I would not have chosen this home with 3 other cats and 3 young children. I just wouldn't. But do I have any say in that? Apparently not. I guess my opinion doesn't matter. All that matters is that she is out of the office so the boss doesn't have to pay to have her cared for by our staff anymore. It just plain makes me sick. I cried. I know, I'm a dork. Well, that is all. I need to go clock in. Hope everyone has a splendid day!

Friday, July 15, 2005


Wow. I just got done watching a segment of Oprah and I am so glad I did. It made me tear up, but it was in an, "Oh my God. What an amazing story" kind of way. The whole show is about the producers favorite guests on the Oprah show and how each of them either made them laugh, cry, or changed their lives forever. This particular one was a story of a mother who was dying of cancer and wanted to leave a legacy of love for her 6 year old daughter Peyton. This woman, while dying, recorded a series of video tapes, giveing her daughter advice on life and love. She gave advice on everything from makeup to choosing a husband. There was a tape for almost every topic a young girl could ever need to know about. Those kind of things that you are meant to learn from your mom. In one of the tapes, she even spoke of how one day, Daddy would be ready to love again and that was okay, that he deserved to do that. She said how she wanted Peyton to accept this woman as a part of her life. 6 years later, Peyton, her father and the woman who was to be her new mother, sat and watched the video together. Hearing her mother speak of how love was a gift and they were going to be happy in their new life made it easier for both Peyton and her father to move on and also helped the new wife to know that Peyton understood she would never attempt to replace her mother, only to be an addition to the family her mother had so lovingly started. The mom purchased a sentimental gift for every birthday and every Christmas for the next 10 years, until Peyton reached the age of 16 as a way to help Peyton know her mother would always be with her. She even had a wedding gift tucked away. On top of taking care of their daughter, this woman also made sure her husband knew how their little girl liked to be tucked in and that he would need to snuggle and hold her when her mother was gone. How strong would a person have to be in order to do something like that? I just can't imagine knowing I would never see my child again and that I had to help her remember me, all the while, helping her to be able to live without me. I don't know why I found this show so interesting, but I guess it just made me think. It just amazes me how short life is, but really, what in the world is longer? We are given enough time to love and to live. Anything further than that is up to how we live it. A person who lives 100 years and never learns to love has a much shorter life than a 20 year old who has truly learned to love another. God is generous, I think we just overlook that now and again. I hope that someday, should a situation such as this arise, that I will be strong enough in mind, body and spirit to do what this mother has done. Just wanted to share. Tell someone you love them today. :)
I love you.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Pirate Jenny

This is classic guys. Jacey and Katie, two of my glorious co-workers have befriended a loveable fur ball by the name of Pirate Jenny. She came to our clinic as a frail, pathetic baby who had a very slim chance of surviving. A severe cerebral infection had invaded her eye and caused massive neuroligic damage. She is now infection free, but slightly..."Special". She is an absolute doll with her one eye! She tries valiantly to play and walk like a normal kitten, but sadly has to rely on her Mama Jacey for everything. PJ spent most of her young life in a baby sling that was handmade by Jacey. She was named Pirate Jenny for obvious reasons and it is the name of a character from Six Penny Opera. Now, as you can see in this video, she is feisty and downright hilarious! Here, you will see her attack one of her back legs. Cosmically comical. If you're using a dial up connection, don't even attempt this, just take my word for it. For the rest of you, please be patient as downloading will take a few seconds. ENJOY!


Yes! I am posting yet another. Newest series is available for your viewing pleasure on the Gallery. :)


COFFEE!! Coffeecoffeecoffee... How happy am I right now, you ask? I'm caffeinated. I'm muy happy. I'm practically percolating! My boss bought me coffee. How much do I love HER right now, you ask? More than she knows.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005


Newest set of phots are posted on the gallery. This is Jacey, a dear friend of mine. Yes, she too agreed to be my guinea pig! haha! I have great friends. ;) I don't know if i'd let anyone take pics of me!! haha!

Jacey Ranae Posted by Picasa


Continuing my travels down memory lane, I thought I would share some stuff of mine from high school. I kept a 'journal' if you will of favorite quotes, songs and poems that meant something to me during my junior and senior years. Thought I'd share a few. ;)

Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many friends you have or how accepted you are. Not if you have plans this weekend or if you're alone. It isn't about who you're dating, who you used to date, how many people you've dated or if you haven't been with anyone at all. It isn't about who you've kissed. It's not about sex. It isn't about who your family is or how much money they have. Or what kind of car you drive and where you are sent to school. It's not about how beautiful or ugly you are or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on or what kind of music you listen to. It's not about if your hair is blond, red, black or brown. Or if your skin is too light or too dark. Not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how smart everbody else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you are. It isn't about what clubs you're in or how good you are at your sport. It's not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper and seeing who will accept the wrtten you. Life just isn't. But, life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully. It's about keeping or betraying trust. It's about friendship used as a sanctity or a weapon. It's about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening. About starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip. It's about what judgements you pass and why and who your judgements are spread to. It's about jealousy, fear, ignorance and revenge. It's about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow and spreading it. BUt most of all, it's about using your life to touch or poison other people's hearts in such a way that could never have occured alone. Only you choose the way those hearts are affected and those choices are what life's all about. - Anonymous

"Whoever said love is blind is dead wrong. Love is the only thing that lets us see each other with the remotest accuracy." - Martha Beck

He prayed. It wasn't my religion.
He ate. It wasn't what I ate.
He spoke. It wasn't my language.
He dressed. It wasn't what I wore.
He took my hand. It wasn't the color of mine.
But when he laughed, it was how I laughed.
And when he cried, it was how I cried.
- One World

We the willing, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible, for the ungrateful, and have done so much for so long, with so little, we are now qualified to do anything with nothing. - Anonymous

Corner of Memory Lane and Sappy Street

Well here I sit. It's now after 4 o'clock and I have just now gotten home from work. I have homework to attend to and I am as usual, procrastinating. On top of that, I have an agenda to write for a staff meeting tonight. Once that is over, I am going to take pictures of my friend Jacey. She is going to be my next guinea pig and in return she is going to send some of the pictures to her father and grandmother for their birthdays. Jacey asked me the other day, "What do you get an 80 something year old woman?" "Pictures of her babies," I reply. What better to give, than a reminder of their family. A constant reminder of the good choices they made in life, or at least the good outcome to a not-so-good choice. Am I right?
Speaking of photos, I was looking at some old ones last night. Photos of friends from years past and I suddenly felt sad and happy all at the same time. It's so weird how that is possible. I was so sad looking at the faces of people I knew I probably would never see again. One in particular, who knows all my secrets. He knows, or should I say knew, all there was to know about me. Almost every memory I have of high school is wrapped up in him. Most of them will atleast circle back to him in a "Seven Degrees of..." sort of way. It didn't help that I also heard 'our song' on the radio this afternoon. Funny how I still call that our song, when not too long after we broke up, I overheard him sing it to another girl. Yeah, he was a catch. But even while my heart was beginning to feel a little empty, it suddenly filled up again. I was thinking of the past when a memory would suddenly remind me of a story from the present. For example, I was thinking of my best friend Drew and how we used to see each other every day. It made me long for the past when suddenly, like a ton of bricks, I'm hit with the memory of him playing Sawyers Creek Putt-Putt with a cell phone to his ear. I smiled from hear to ear and was instantly delighted. After my stroll down memory lane, I went to Wal-Mart to pick up the prints I had taken of Lynette ( The sky opened up about the time I made it to the double doors. Lightening flashed and thunder boomed. It was marvelous. I haven't heard it storm in what feels like forever. Okay, so it was like 4th of July weekend, but it feels like forever. There's nothing like a good storm to bring out the deep thinker in me. Almost immediately, I was in an introspective, what-if, maybe, shouldacouldawoulda mood. I gathered my purchases and headed out into the rain. While everyone else ran to their cars, shrieking with disgust, I walked slowly, taking in every warm drop. It was wonderful. The girls from work and I were planning on going swimming but that idea was washed away along with the squelching heat and sunny skies. Instead, we watched Hitch and ate pizza. It was really nice to just relax and hang with the girls. As much as I adore these girls, I really wish I had more male friends here. I had mostly guy friends in Illinois so it has been somewhat strange for me to be around girls ALL them time. I am so thankful to have Matt and Edwin as my testosterone outlets. Watching this movie was a reminder of how lonely I feel most of the time. Not in the literal sense. I have people around me all the time and I adore my roommates and coworkers, but I feel like I am missing out on something that most people have. I don't mean to sound jealous at all, just...hopeful. I guess that's the word. Naw. It really doesn't do it justice either. Living with two couples doesn't help the situation much, but I wouldn't trade them for anything. No one in this house has ever made me feel like I was an outsider, I merely do that to myself. I know people always say that good things come to those who wait and it'll find me when I stop looking for it, but I think that's a load of crap. I don't think there will ever be a day when I'm not looking for it. I don't actively pursue it, but I'm always looking. ;) Aw hell, now I'm all misty and I have to get stuff done around here. Guess I just needed to vent for a bit. Later all, thanks for listenin'.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The Big 20

Happy Birthday Katie-Lady!!!! You're not a teen anymore! Geez, you're old.... ;) Love ya! Hope you have a great one!

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

20 MILLION Questions

*CORRECTION* My birthday is the 10th! Not the 1st! haha! I'm a dunce.

I have read this on three seperate blogs today and well...I feel left out!! Here goes.

~Slept in your bed: myself
~Made you cry: my dad
~U went to the movies with: the roomies
~Yelled at you: a client
~Sent you an e-mail: junk mail

~Said "I love you" and meant it?: yes
~Fought: yes
~Been to New York?: nope
~Been to Florida? Yes! yay Disneyworld
~Hawaii?: nope
~Mexico?: no
~China?: no.
~Canada?: no
~Danced naked?: okay yes. haha!
~Wished you were the opposite sex?: only because there are times when it sucks to be a girl, but honestly, no.
~Had an imaginary friend?: nope
~Red or blue?: red
~Spring or fall?: fall
~Are you bored?: yes, but i should be studying.
~Last noise you heard?: the tv
~Last time you went out of the state: may? when I went to see drew with the roomies
~What book are you reading now?: Microeconomics: Private Markets & Public Choice (textbook)
~Worst feeling in the world?: being alone
~What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning?: 5 more minutes!
~How many rings before you answer?: 1 at work, and whenever I find my cell phone is when I answer it
~Future daughter's name: Olivia Katherine, Isabella Shea...
~Future son's name: Collier (Cole) Dean, Garrett Michael... it's funny tho, maybe someday there'll be a guy who might have some say. who knows.
~If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be?: portrait photographer
~Are you a lefty, righty or ambidextrous?: righty
~What's under your bed?: sheets
~Current Age: 23
~Siblings: 1 big brother, Michael 25
~Location: Stillwater, OK
~Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None.

~Do you do drugs?: nope...okay, Benadryl! Caitlin, you're a liar.
~Who is your best friend?: Kristen Shay (since preschool kids!), Caitlin Marie, Drew, Suzanne...
~What kind of Shampoo and Conditioner do you use?: Alberto V05 Tangerine Tickle
~What are you most scared of: clowns, snakes, bugs, being alone.
~What clothes do you sleep in?: pj pants and a t-shirt. ooohlala
~Who is the last person who called you?: couldn't tell ya
~Where do you want to get married?: no reason to think that far ahead
~What would you change about yourself? my weight
~Who do you really hate?: I don't hate anyone but I strongly dislike a few select people
~Favorite number: 3
~Been In Love?: thought i was...but now i'm not so sure
~What Type Automobile Do You Drive: Dory...Ford Escape
~Are You Timely Or Always Late: Timely.
~Do You Have A Job: office manager of the Cat Clinic
~Do You Like Being Around People: most of the time
~Are you for world peace: yes
~Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: mark
~Have You Ever Cried Over Something Someone of The Opposite Sex Did: that is one SERIOUS understatement
~Ever Liked a close boy/Girl Friend: HA yep
~Are You Lonely Right Now: ...yes
~Ever Afraid You'll Never Get Married: Yes.
~Do You Want To Get Married: yes
~Do You Want Kids: more than anything

~Room In house: my bedroom i guess, although its really dark, i hate that. and it's usually messy
~Type(s) of music: just about eveything except
~Memory: disney world with my family
~Day Of The Week: Saturday
~Color: green
~Perfume/cologne: victorias secret very sexy
~Month: October
~Season: fall.

~Cried: yes
~Bought something: yes
~Gotten Sick: nope
~Sang: in the car i'm sure
~Said I Love You: yes
~Wanted 2 tell Sum1 You Loved them: yes
~Met Someone New: nope
~Had A Serious Talk: um I don't think I've had a serious talk in quite some time....
~Hugged Someone: yes
~Kissed Someone: nope
~Fought With Your Parents: No

~First job: The Buckle. Blech.
~first screen name: aphrodite_122
~First funeral: one of my great grandparents. i don't recall which one went first, but I went to all but one i believe.
~First pet: Frosty the wonder dog and Joe the black cat
~First piercing/tattoo: ears when i was 7
~First credit card: a student visa when i was 18
~First enemy: Casey Miles in the 5th grade. Bitch told one of my best friends i wouldn't date him because he was black. I hated that fat bitch. At such a young age she was already a blatant racist. Sad.
~First concert: Red Hot Chili Peppers/Foo Fighters my senior year of high school
~First musician you remember hearing in your house: Deep Purple, Pink Floyd, Lynyrd Skynyrd...

~Last car ride: coming home from Tulsa with Edwin n' Caitlin
~Last library book checked out: last semester, something on anorexia for a paper
~Last movie watched: Hide and Seek with Robert DeNiro and Dakota Fanning
~Last beverage drank: Dr. Pepper
~Last food ate: a brownie. not my best batch ever
~Last phone call: I called Matt to check on his grandpa
~Last time showered: this morning
~Last CD played: Coldplay
~biggest annoyance: lying, cheating, prissy girls (AMEN Cait)
~Last soda drank: Dr. Pepper
~Last ice cream eaten: Braums Peanut Butter w/ Snickers
~Last time scolded: not in a loooong time
~Last shirt worn: my Oklahoma Athletics tee
~Last website visited: xanga
~single or taken: so beyond single its not even funny
~Sex: female
~Birthday: Feb 1, 1982
~Sign: Aquarius
~Hair color: dark brown
~Eye color: hazel
~shoe size: 8 1/2- 9
~height: 5'3 ish

Saturday, July 09, 2005


A new series has been posted on the Gallery Page...check it out!


So here it is, 7:23 in the morn. The wee hours of the morn are upon me and they're doin' a little jig. I got up super early this morning so that I could go petsit for a friends dog. *Note to Nikki n' Jon- Pavlov did NOT bite me this morning, however, he did pee in his crate. ;)* Anywho, it didn't take nearly as long to do that as I had estimated, so I came to work a full hour and a half early, made myself a pop-tart and have been surfing the internet ever since. I have updated the gallery page yet again. It is much easier to view the pictures now because they're in slideshow format. Niiiice. After I get off work today I am going to take headshots for Lynette and then hopefully some pics of Jacey if she doesn't chicken out. haha! BAAK, bak bak... Katie may even come and we'll make it a clinic event. What a sight. I get such a rush from taking pictures tho. I think it is the one hobby (if you can call it that) that I have stuck with all my life. I have only just recently truly found it to be a passion and even considered doing it for a living. After extensive training of course. I've never taken a photography course, I simply go by what I think looks pretty. Kinda scary huh? haha!

On Caitlin's blog, she asked everyone a question that I definately think is worth asking. In your line of work, what is the weirdest thing you get to say? For example, I work for a veterinarian. On occasion, I get to say, "This here is the penis and below that are the testicles. That's how you tell if it's a boy." haha! You're turn!

Thursday, July 07, 2005


I have created a Gallery page for all of my photos. Please feel free to check it out anytime as I hope there will be many new additions.
Love, Liz

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

All About Town

Christen and I ran around town this evening taking snap shots of Stillwater. Thought you might wanna check em out!! They can be seen at Oh, and by the friend Kristen, who I have known since preschool, told me today that I should be a journalism major because, "You word your words good." Yeah, that's right, baby. Ponder on that morsel for a bit, shall we? Love you Lucy!

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Long Weekend=Long Post

This has been a looooong weekend. My dad got here on Saturday and left this morning. It was really good to see him, but stressful as well. I love my dad, but there are still some issues that I need to work through. Everything was going really well. We went to dinner at Red Lobster on Saturday night and we sat and talked for hours. We then went back to the house and watched Meet the Fockers. haha! Nothing too exhausting as he had a long drive in that day. Sunday, we got up and went to OKC where we walked around Bricktown in 100 degree heat and sweated our asses off. We had lunch at the Bricktown Brewery and walked some more. We decided to drive around the city and we came upon a 'flea market'. OMG guys. SCARY!! It was a mexican flea market so everything was in Spanish. I had four years of Spanish in highschool, but this was no Spanish I had ever seen. There was CRAP everywhere. A guy tried to sell my dad a bong, telling him it was a vase, or perhaps an inscense burner, and we took that as a sign to leave. Upon exiting the casa...I learned that my dad is prejudice. He told me, "I hate everyone equally." haha! That's my dad. So we get back in the car and head over to Penn Square mall to do some shopping and to walk off the lunch we had GORGED ourselves on. I was about to pop. We walked around and dad bought himself a hat and some of the COOLEST vodka glasses I have ever seen. He got me a set too. If your parents can't buy you barware, who can? Am I right? So we walked around some more and then headed to Roy and Mary's house. Roy is an old army buddy of my dads so I have known these people my entire life. Their daughter Lena is the one who recently had a baby and let me tell you...that baby is CUTE! She looks just like her mom. Funny how you can tell that even when they're so young huh? So that was fun, we had a good visit and what not. On the way home, not even 10 minutes on the road, my dad goes, "Can I ask you a question without you getting mad at me?" Umm...okay? What do you say to that?! So he says, "You don't like Mary do you?" Mary is his girlfriend. Okay. I have nothing against Mary. I'm sure she is a very nice person. She must be, because the entire family likes her and basically treats her more like family than they do me. Given, I live 600 miles away, but still. Anyway, I have only met the woman twice so I can barely even form an opinion. I have nothing against her at all. My only problem is that their relationship was hidden from me for over a year and then another year I never knew they were living together. Both times a secret was being kept from me to "spare my feelings", my Grandma Elaine "accidentally" told me. My entire family knew both times. No one told me. They all said it "wasn't my place to tell you". I understand, I guess, but I can't help still harboring some resentment. I have been trying SO hard to work through all of this and I am doing MUCH better than I had been. There was a time when I would never call my dad and only talked to him if he called me. I couldn't laugh on the phone with him, I couldn't share my feelings. Nothing. I was still so angry. I am doing much better, but I still can't be expected to gush over his new girlfriend and accept her as a part of my life becasue their secret got out, right? I mean how long would they have kept this from me had I not found out on my own? During the drive, I asked him if he liked my Grandma Elaine (his step-mom) right away, full knowing that he did not. He answered with a curt, "No." He knew what I was getting at then. You can't for someone to form a relationship, especially when it is born out of something you haven't fully dealt with yet. Obviously I still have issues with this. I started crying because I felt cornered. Here I am, in the car with him, discussing this and I have an hour drive ahead of me. I didn't know what to do but cry. We got home, after a few long, akward moments of silence and watched a movie with the family. Matt was out like a light after about 10 minutes of Coach Carter and Caitlin followed suit not too long after. Edwin, Christen, Dad and I made it throught the loooong, but great, movie and called it quits a little after midnight. The next day was the 4th and we had a HUGE crew of people coming in. My mom came over and helped cook a little and then dad arrived. It was interesting most of the time they were both here because they would be in seperate rooms. I would run back and forth between the two while Cailtin's Grandma Colleen laughed at me. That lady is somethin' else. I adore her! Mom stayed for dinner and mingled awhile and then headed home to do her own thing. As much as I didn't want her to go, it made the rest of the day easier because I didn't feel so torn. I know it was hard on her too. She didn't want to be there, but felt that she needed to be for me and my roommates. My dad hurt her a lot, so I am proud of her for even coming. I'm not sure I could have been as civil as she was. The guys all played horseshoes (I played a little myself.) and we just hung out for quite some time. The guest list included Edwin's parents, Caitlin's parents, grandma, little bro Skylar and his girfriend, Matt's mom and stepdad, brother and sister-in-law, Christen's parents, sister and her boyfriend, my parents and finally, Shannon. A coworker of my mom and Christens. (Photo's follow.) We had SO MUCH FOOD!! We had a great time together and went to the fireworks show at Boomer Lake. We drew on the sidewalk with chalk and made passers by pay the toll of playing hopscotch! haha!! Great time! We got home and all went to bed, finally! I couldn't sleep and basically laid there bawling until about 2 AM. I know, I know. Poor pitiful me. But, I think it was just the stress and whatnot finally coming to a head. I kept praying to just fall asleep so I could quit thinking about things. I again, just didn't know what else to do but cry. I got up this morning, puffy eyed and stuffed up. Met my dad for breakfast and had a good long chat and then he packed up his stuff to go home. Again, I cried. As much as I still have to work through, I really do miss him. He'll always be my dad. After meeting my roommates, I think he finally realized he doesn't have to worry about me. I live with great people. I couldn't ask for better. THEY are my family. Well, I think it's time to get to some homework and laundry. If you made it through this entire're a trooper. ;)

Finally, the crew. Edwin, Caitlin, Liz, Christen and Matt. It is laaaate and we are all exhausted, but decided we needed the second annual photo, regardless of our looks. Please forgive the wrinkled, stained and mismatched clothing. Please forgive the lack of makeup and mussed hair. This is us, The Facade House. Deal with it. ;) Posted by Picasa

Sad story. Edwin didn't hopscotch.  Posted by Picasa

Christen...contemplating her next work of art. Posted by Picasa Shameless plug. Posted by Picasa

This, my friends, is what happens when you do not hopscotch. Posted by Picasa

Edwin's wonderful rendition of Boomer Lake and the fireworks! Posted by Picasa

Gotta love sidewalk chalk. In the hands of 20's a valuable thing. Posted by Picasa

The artists... Posted by Picasa

Christen's mouse. Lost his tail in a tragic putt-putt accident. Posted by Picasa

Ben-Ben! Posted by Picasa

Caitlin was our designated on-looker. Good job Cait! Way to hold down the chair. ;) Posted by Picasa

Matt...drawing Edwin?? That is Edwin's green guitar there too. What a masterpiece! Posted by Picasa

Christen creating a masterpiece on the sidewalk at the fireworks. Posted by Picasa

Kit-Kat. Notice the "Take me home, Dave." I was trying to pawn a cat from work off on my dad. haha! Posted by Picasa

Christen with her little (?) sister Jenny and her boyfriend Cody. Posted by Picasa