Bekah, just ignore this one...Really!!!

If you are over umm...say 15, and want to see the pictures of poison ivy that I was talking about go here.

If you don't feel like looking at all of the mediocre rash pictures, and want to see the last picture first, go here. That is way beyond scratching to make it feel better. It would just have to itch.

Oh, and oatmeal baths are my new best friend.

Kandi found God in Pride and Prejudice, and I found Him in Poison Ivy.

Poison Ivy can be similar to the things of this world. One must be careful how close we get to them. And if I may happen to touch the things of the world, I must be quick to repent, and search my heart, and go to all measures to remove these things. ( If your eye causes you to sin pluck it out, or your hand, then cut it off.) I also must be careful not to allow these things to spread, by taking pleasure in the things of the world, it makes room for them to spread to other areas of my heart. As scratching did for my poison ivy, which is now everywhere. It felt good for a moment, but then made me sick, and infected other areas with the problem.

Now, that is really all I have to say about that.

The Joys of Poison Ivy.

OK, scratching = nausea, but scratching also = relief for a minute or 2. I hate poison ivy, and I hate Calamine lotion.

I didn't know that it turned your skin pink for a day or so. So I read the bottle and it said it removed the oil from the stuff, so I figured it would remove it from my face too. So I painted it all over my face...yeah I was pink. I must have washed my face 20 times before it actually went away all the way. I now have a love-hate relationship with Calamine lotion.

And that is all I have to say about that.

Calamine Lotion is my savior.

Ok, for the past week I have had what we thought to be bug bites, but it is spreading. I know now that it is poison ivy. I have no earthly idea where it came from, but it is there, and I HATE IT!!!!! I don't see the purpose for the plant, I mean there are hundreds of other leaves for things to eat, why create this one, why?

I am seriously considering deleting my blog, I mean...how much time do I WASTE on here?

My new phone

I got my new new phone in, and all of the key work. I now have to take pictures of people for my ID thing. Oh, they sent me another sd card, so Bekah took one. Poor Pop, he asked first, but then said Bekah could have it. I may try and get him one for Fathers Day though.

I have TMJ, and am supposed to be going to the Dr. to see about getting a splint. The dentist said that the TMJ is prolly what is keeping my headaches from goiong away 100%. So a precious few will get to hear me talk with a lisp while wearing the splint. I mumble already, so I will really be inaudible with this thing. But I am sure it will be months from now before I actually get it.

Wonder of wonders...

Did somebody log in under my name and fix my blog? I just noticed that it was fixed. Wow, that's puzzling.

Oh, I just made a label called "storys", and it wasn't until I found and renamed all of the posts with stories, that I realized I had misspelled "stories", and I had to change it.

Keys

I feel like an idiot. Bekah and I are house sitting. Well, Bekah called my cell phone, and I don't get a signal in their house, so, I go out the front door ( the one that sometimes, randomly locks), thinking to myself, "Wouldn't it be funny if it locked now? Maybe I should go in and get my keys.", ignoring that thought, I proceed to close the door behind me, not wanting to waste the air conditioner to the stifling heat outside. I call Bekah, "busy"; call again, "busy";I turn to open the door, and it's locked. No big deal, I'll go to the back door, locked. I call Bekah, and she answers. She was only calling to tell me that she was stepping away from her desk, after hours of paper work. Lovely, I am now locked outside only to find out that Bekah is not at her desk. I check all the windows, they were all locked. So, then I had to remove a mini-AC unit from the kitchen window, and crawl in over the sink. Good thing I had just done the dishes so the sink was empty. Half way through the window, I hear a door open. Did I fail to mention that the neighbors door is directly opposite the kitchen window. Once in, I turn around to see the entire neighboring family staring at me through the window. "Are you O.K.?" came from the mothers mouth. I reply in a pleading tone, "Yes, I locked myself out." To which she said, "O.K., I won't call the police then." So, that is how I spent the 2:00 hour of my day.

Any news on skydiving?

I changed the dates I was going to orientation because I wanted to go when one of my friends was going to be in the same session. It is set for 7/2-7/3. I have everything ready, the pencils, calculators, parking permit, and booklet in a bag ready to go.

On another note, I got LSU colored eyeshadow, never to be worn to school, maybe.

All of my registration papers have been faxed, and my immunization papers, etc.

I decided just to take the Alg. test, I figure that I should take the science classes even if I may have tested out, considering that it will be a major part of what I am studying.

The new phone I got, yeah, right out of the package the 6 key is jammed. Naturally the first thing I did was text, and it made for rather difficult texting. I will take it to the store tomorrow, and see if they can fix it.

Well, I have to go finish up my English III ( I have been putting it off, I hate re-doing reports, you have to change so much, I would almost rather just re-writing the whole thing, almost.)

Sending out

I got my phone in today. They don't send you a whole new phone. I have to use the back cover from my old one, it's weird. It's odd now, being able to see the whole screen. I have to get used to it again.

Off to Dominican everyone goes! I am so very excited for everyone going, it will be unlike any other year before. There are so many good memories, and so many stories that can be told of Dominican. My heart warms with just the thought of them. Each year my love for them seems to grow, and even more this year, since I will not be going. I will wait, patiently, and probably not so patiently at times, wait for my chance to go again, when God sees fit. I would love to go, however, I am content ( something I never would have expected). I am content just to be in Gods will. Who knows where He will lead me in the years to come, I may never get to go back.I pray that I will, but if He says no, then I am sure He has a reason. God has a lot to show me still, and I have a lot of stuff He has shown me that I am getting out.

Ahh...that is enough about me. I pray for safe passage through customs.I pray for the people and hearts in Dominican. I pray that doors will be opened for both them, and for us. I pray that the people God has chosen to be His hands and feet, would do just that; that they would go in His name, and do His work. I pray that blossoms would grow on the Godly relationships that have been formed there, that they would bear much fruit unto righteousness. I pray for the winds of the Holy Spirit to blow! I pray for God to move on every heart here and there! I pray for grace and mercy, for patience, and long-suffering. I pray for Truth, and Light.