Hey All! So these past few days have been really hard, as I've had something unexpected happen in my life. It was a shock, and it's been really hard and sad. No, no one died or anything. :) But it still hurts and is sad. And yesterday, my mother showed me this hysterical video that I thought I'd share. If you haven't heard of the movie Frozen yet, then you really must be living under a rock or in the forest. :) This is the song, "Let it Go," sung by a young man doing many favorite and beloved Disny & Pixar voices. Enjoy!
Which character was your favorite? I really like Winnie the Pooh. Or Goofy. :) I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did, and it brought a smile to your day! :)
In His Love,
Christy
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Friday, July 1, 2011
Music Mix-up Post 17 (UBC #2)
I just have to say - I am totally blaming this post on my little brother Sean. When it's early in the morning and he's awake, he likes to watch movies on my phone. So, we were watching "Barbie: Princess & the Pauper" the other day, and so may I present to you: "The Cat's Meow."
I know I'm blaming this song on my brother, but honestly, I'm rather fond of this song myself. :) I'm quirky, I know. Don't believe me, ask the dishes! Or my family. Either way, I'm sure you'll get a response. My favorite line is: "And if the you is a strange you, doesn't mean you should change you. Only means, you should change your point of view!" I know I've said this before, but I'm a bit of a people pleaser, so I've wasted time just trying to "fit in" and get other people to like me...
Anyone, this is one of those songs that just makes my heart smile and my day seem brighter, so I thought I'd share it with you. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
In His Love,
Christy
I know I'm blaming this song on my brother, but honestly, I'm rather fond of this song myself. :) I'm quirky, I know. Don't believe me, ask the dishes! Or my family. Either way, I'm sure you'll get a response. My favorite line is: "And if the you is a strange you, doesn't mean you should change you. Only means, you should change your point of view!" I know I've said this before, but I'm a bit of a people pleaser, so I've wasted time just trying to "fit in" and get other people to like me...
Anyone, this is one of those songs that just makes my heart smile and my day seem brighter, so I thought I'd share it with you. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
In His Love,
Christy
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Music Mix-up Post 10
If you've been following my blog, you know that I am a huge fan of Mandy Moore. So, it shouldn't really have surprised me when I fell in love with the movie, "Tangled." "Tangled" is my new absolutely favorite movie. So I thought I'd share my favorite song from my favorite movie. This week, may I present to you, "I See the Light," sung by Mandy Moore and Zachery Levi, from the movie "Tangled." (And just so you know, I totally had this blog post put together on Saturday, but due to spotty internet, I couldn't publish it :( Sorry about that!)
I LOVE this song... I know, I know... it's super cheesy. :) But I just can't help myself. And I don't even think that it necessarily has to refer to the love between a man and a woman. Sometimes it is amazing how much a difference in your life one friend can make. Someone who holds a mirror up to you and says, "You are wrong. This is who you really are. Whether what they are telling you is something you want to hear or not. They shine the light of God's truth into your life, and if you are humble and wiling to listen and change, you are the better for it.
Or when you meet the one that God has sent into your life.... Sometimes all it takes is one moment for your entire life to change.
Or maybe I'm philosophizing way too much about a simple song. :) But regardless, if you haven't seen the movie, you totally should! The horse is a riot, the chameleon is amazing, and you'd better watch out for the frying pans!! I have totally got to get me one of those! :)
In His Love,
Christy
I LOVE this song... I know, I know... it's super cheesy. :) But I just can't help myself. And I don't even think that it necessarily has to refer to the love between a man and a woman. Sometimes it is amazing how much a difference in your life one friend can make. Someone who holds a mirror up to you and says, "You are wrong. This is who you really are. Whether what they are telling you is something you want to hear or not. They shine the light of God's truth into your life, and if you are humble and wiling to listen and change, you are the better for it.
Or when you meet the one that God has sent into your life.... Sometimes all it takes is one moment for your entire life to change.
Or maybe I'm philosophizing way too much about a simple song. :) But regardless, if you haven't seen the movie, you totally should! The horse is a riot, the chameleon is amazing, and you'd better watch out for the frying pans!! I have totally got to get me one of those! :)
In His Love,
Christy
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
From Me!
Hello there! I have no idea where Christy has gone, but she seems to have disappeared from the blogging world. But have no fear, I will save the day! Who am I, you ask? My name is Sarah, and I'm the main character in one of Christy's stories. Eventually she'll finish my story, but for now, I'll fill you in on hers. :)
In case some of you didn't know, November is NaNoWriMo!! Which stands for National Novel Writer's Month. The challenge: write 50K words in the month of November. My story was the NaNo story of 2008. But this year Christy is not as hard at work at that as she would like to be, but she is getting there. Also, her sign language class is going pretty good. She aced her mid-terms and did fairly well on her last quiz, thanks to her good friend Alyssa, who has been helping her practice weekly.
And, if any of you are looking for a creative way to throw a ball, you should try what we all did last week. There is a place in town that hosts English Country Dancing every Sunday night. To make it special, they also have live music on the first Sunday of the month. So, last Sunday, we donned our "ball gowns" and suits and went out dancing! The picture below is of Christy and Alyssa waltzing at the end.
When she has more time, Christy'll download the pictures off of her camera and post them, but for now, this will have to do. :) Thanks for the picture, Alyssa! And after dancing, we all went out to Applebee's for yummy food!
And, on top of all of that, she's got her two jobs that are keeping her busy, and life at home. So, on behalf of Christy, I apologize for her tardiness in not getting a blog post up. Eventually, she'll have time to post a real blog. Oh, and Alyssa? She's also sorry that she didn't link up with you on the Simple Moments this past week, but she is really going to try this week. :)
I hope you all are having a great week, and I'm sure we'll be seeing something from Christy soon. Probably a bit of her NaNo story, depending on if she feels like sharing! She decided to use the blog post The Morbid Murderess from one of her previous blog posts, so it should be interesting!
Keeping it lively,
"Sarah"
In case some of you didn't know, November is NaNoWriMo!! Which stands for National Novel Writer's Month. The challenge: write 50K words in the month of November. My story was the NaNo story of 2008. But this year Christy is not as hard at work at that as she would like to be, but she is getting there. Also, her sign language class is going pretty good. She aced her mid-terms and did fairly well on her last quiz, thanks to her good friend Alyssa, who has been helping her practice weekly.
And, if any of you are looking for a creative way to throw a ball, you should try what we all did last week. There is a place in town that hosts English Country Dancing every Sunday night. To make it special, they also have live music on the first Sunday of the month. So, last Sunday, we donned our "ball gowns" and suits and went out dancing! The picture below is of Christy and Alyssa waltzing at the end.
And, on top of all of that, she's got her two jobs that are keeping her busy, and life at home. So, on behalf of Christy, I apologize for her tardiness in not getting a blog post up. Eventually, she'll have time to post a real blog. Oh, and Alyssa? She's also sorry that she didn't link up with you on the Simple Moments this past week, but she is really going to try this week. :)
I hope you all are having a great week, and I'm sure we'll be seeing something from Christy soon. Probably a bit of her NaNo story, depending on if she feels like sharing! She decided to use the blog post The Morbid Murderess from one of her previous blog posts, so it should be interesting!
Keeping it lively,
"Sarah"
Saturday, September 25, 2010
A Chapter In the Life of a Morbid Murderess.... The Flat Prince
Once upon a time... Okay, so it was earlier this week, but you are killing my grove!
As I was saying, Once upon a time, on a cold and rainy night, a princess was riding home in her scarlet carriage..... Okay, okay, so I was driving home in my car. But it's a reddish color and a girl can dream, right? Anyway - quit interrupting my story, Alyssa! It's my story and I can tell it how I want to.
As I was saying, a princess - we will call her Jasmine - was going home on a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, from the edge of the road, she saw him.... coming towards her. She tried to stop her carriage, but to no avail! Before Jasmine knew what had happened, she had run over the frog. "Oh no!" she thought. "What if that was my Prince Charming? Does this mean that I'm never going to get married?" In great distress, she rapidly called her best friend, Rose, and sobbed out the whole tragic tale. Rose was stunned. Jasmine and Rose had spent many hours planning their weddings and looking at dresses; discussing character qualities they were interested in and how tall the gentleman had to be. Was Jasmine's future now ruined? What to do now? Neither of them knew, but decided that they would have to get together later on that week to discuss options.
Poor Jasmine.... Life continued, but she was heartbroken... Was her future really ruined? She knew you couldn't always trust to magic spells, but it happened before, so why not? She kept telling herself that not all men got turned into frogs by envious dwarfs. The weather continued to be dark and tempestuous, just like her soul. The sun came out occasionally, but always it was quickly swallowed up by the grey and stormy clouds of uncertainty.
One night, as she was again driving home, she turned on the radio. Turning it up, she sang along to "My Wish." As she came around a bend, she saw him standing there, waiting for her. Her heart jumped into her throat. "This," she thought, "This is my chance for redemption." Smiling shyly, she started towards him. But, before she could get to him, something got in her eye. Blinking, she tried to get it out of her eye before she got to him. He couldn't see her like this! Not when they first met. Although, when she looked at him, she felt like she had known him all her life. But, oh no, he moved! And suddenly, before Marie quite knew what had happened, she heard a thump, thump. Pulling her car over, (yes, I know, I changed it from carriage to car - be quiet, Alyssa! If you don't like my story, tell it yourself. On your own blog!)
Anyway, as I was saying, Jamine pulled her car over. Getting out of her car, she looked down at the road, and saw him. The frog was flatter than a pancake. Pulling out her phone, she rapidly called her friend Rose. "I did it again!" she sobbed.
"What? You did what again?" Rose asked, clearly confused.
"I ran over a frog. He's so flat, you'd need a spatula to scrape him off of the road!"
"You mean, you killed another potential husband??"
"Yes! I'm a Murderess! I turn frogs into flat princes! They should revoke my license and lock me up somewhere!"
"Okay, calm down. Did the frog say anything to you?"
"He tried... He said, "Tell Rose I've" and then he croaked."
"You killed my prince?" Rose asked in disbelief and started sobbing. Jasmine climbed back into her car. Shutting her door, she laid her head on the steering wheel and sobbed. "I'm so sorry, Rose," she said after a few minutes.
"I know you tried. But I don't know what to say." Rose said. "I'll call you tomorrow," she said. "I need to think this over."
"Okay, but please, don't hate me forever," Jasmine sobbed. "I don't think I could handle it."
"Oh, dear, I love you." Rose choked out. "Good bye."
"Good bye," Jasmine said. Hanging up the phone, she held her head in her hands and just cried. Suddenly, the stillness was broken by the piercing wail of a siren. Looking around, Jasmine saw a police car pull up behind her. Wiping at her eyes, she looked around for a Kleenex. Quickly blowing her nose, she tried to make herself look decent. At a gentle knock on her window, she rolled it down. "Yes, sir, is something wrong?" she asked.
A young, tall gentleman leaned down and looked at her. Shining his flashlight into the car he said, "I was going to ask you the same question, ma'am. It isn't safe to stay on the edge of the road here. Too many people take these corners too fast."
Marie sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'll move on."
"Is there something I can do to help you?" he asked, his dark eyes soft with compassion.
"I'm afraid not," Jasmine said helplessly. "I ran over a frog and now my prince is flat." she said, gesturing towards the road. Turning and pointing his flashlight back down the road, he saw the flattened frog. "But I'll be okay," Jasmine added, turning her car on. "That is, unless, you need something else, officer?"
"I do need your driver's license," he said. Taking it from her, he took out a notebook and made a few notes. Handing it back to her, he said, "You can go ma'am. If we need anything more for the report, someone will be in touch."
Nodding, she watched him walk back to the car. Looking over her shoulder for any traffic, she pulled back into the road and headed home. When she was almost home, her phone rang.
"Hello, Rose," she said, answering it. "You okay?"
"I'll be okay. You?"
"Well, a cop showed up. So who knows, you may have to visit me in some dark dungeon, where I'll be rotting in a dark, damp cell."
"Oh, you poor thing," Rose said. "Do you really think you will be arrested?"
"I don't know," Jasmine said. "All I know is that I'm feeling morbid, a murderess, and I've flattened two princes this week.
What's that - does this story ever end? Well, I don't know.... it only happened this week. I could end up in a dungeon. But who knows, I could end up in a small apartment with five cats - a confirmed old maid but the favorite with the children. :0) After all, this is only a chapter. Guess you will have to wait and see what happens to The Morbid Murderess. Now, if ONLY the police officer really had come to the car....
As I was saying, Once upon a time, on a cold and rainy night, a princess was riding home in her scarlet carriage..... Okay, okay, so I was driving home in my car. But it's a reddish color and a girl can dream, right? Anyway - quit interrupting my story, Alyssa! It's my story and I can tell it how I want to.
As I was saying, a princess - we will call her Jasmine - was going home on a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, from the edge of the road, she saw him.... coming towards her. She tried to stop her carriage, but to no avail! Before Jasmine knew what had happened, she had run over the frog. "Oh no!" she thought. "What if that was my Prince Charming? Does this mean that I'm never going to get married?" In great distress, she rapidly called her best friend, Rose, and sobbed out the whole tragic tale. Rose was stunned. Jasmine and Rose had spent many hours planning their weddings and looking at dresses; discussing character qualities they were interested in and how tall the gentleman had to be. Was Jasmine's future now ruined? What to do now? Neither of them knew, but decided that they would have to get together later on that week to discuss options.
Poor Jasmine.... Life continued, but she was heartbroken... Was her future really ruined? She knew you couldn't always trust to magic spells, but it happened before, so why not? She kept telling herself that not all men got turned into frogs by envious dwarfs. The weather continued to be dark and tempestuous, just like her soul. The sun came out occasionally, but always it was quickly swallowed up by the grey and stormy clouds of uncertainty.
One night, as she was again driving home, she turned on the radio. Turning it up, she sang along to "My Wish." As she came around a bend, she saw him standing there, waiting for her. Her heart jumped into her throat. "This," she thought, "This is my chance for redemption." Smiling shyly, she started towards him. But, before she could get to him, something got in her eye. Blinking, she tried to get it out of her eye before she got to him. He couldn't see her like this! Not when they first met. Although, when she looked at him, she felt like she had known him all her life. But, oh no, he moved! And suddenly, before Marie quite knew what had happened, she heard a thump, thump. Pulling her car over, (yes, I know, I changed it from carriage to car - be quiet, Alyssa! If you don't like my story, tell it yourself. On your own blog!)
Anyway, as I was saying, Jamine pulled her car over. Getting out of her car, she looked down at the road, and saw him. The frog was flatter than a pancake. Pulling out her phone, she rapidly called her friend Rose. "I did it again!" she sobbed.
"What? You did what again?" Rose asked, clearly confused.
"I ran over a frog. He's so flat, you'd need a spatula to scrape him off of the road!"
"You mean, you killed another potential husband??"
"Yes! I'm a Murderess! I turn frogs into flat princes! They should revoke my license and lock me up somewhere!"
"Okay, calm down. Did the frog say anything to you?"
"He tried... He said, "Tell Rose I've" and then he croaked."
"You killed my prince?" Rose asked in disbelief and started sobbing. Jasmine climbed back into her car. Shutting her door, she laid her head on the steering wheel and sobbed. "I'm so sorry, Rose," she said after a few minutes.
"I know you tried. But I don't know what to say." Rose said. "I'll call you tomorrow," she said. "I need to think this over."
"Okay, but please, don't hate me forever," Jasmine sobbed. "I don't think I could handle it."
"Oh, dear, I love you." Rose choked out. "Good bye."
"Good bye," Jasmine said. Hanging up the phone, she held her head in her hands and just cried. Suddenly, the stillness was broken by the piercing wail of a siren. Looking around, Jasmine saw a police car pull up behind her. Wiping at her eyes, she looked around for a Kleenex. Quickly blowing her nose, she tried to make herself look decent. At a gentle knock on her window, she rolled it down. "Yes, sir, is something wrong?" she asked.
A young, tall gentleman leaned down and looked at her. Shining his flashlight into the car he said, "I was going to ask you the same question, ma'am. It isn't safe to stay on the edge of the road here. Too many people take these corners too fast."
Marie sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'll move on."
"Is there something I can do to help you?" he asked, his dark eyes soft with compassion.
"I'm afraid not," Jasmine said helplessly. "I ran over a frog and now my prince is flat." she said, gesturing towards the road. Turning and pointing his flashlight back down the road, he saw the flattened frog. "But I'll be okay," Jasmine added, turning her car on. "That is, unless, you need something else, officer?"
"I do need your driver's license," he said. Taking it from her, he took out a notebook and made a few notes. Handing it back to her, he said, "You can go ma'am. If we need anything more for the report, someone will be in touch."
Nodding, she watched him walk back to the car. Looking over her shoulder for any traffic, she pulled back into the road and headed home. When she was almost home, her phone rang.
"Hello, Rose," she said, answering it. "You okay?"
"I'll be okay. You?"
"Well, a cop showed up. So who knows, you may have to visit me in some dark dungeon, where I'll be rotting in a dark, damp cell."
"Oh, you poor thing," Rose said. "Do you really think you will be arrested?"
"I don't know," Jasmine said. "All I know is that I'm feeling morbid, a murderess, and I've flattened two princes this week.
What's that - does this story ever end? Well, I don't know.... it only happened this week. I could end up in a dungeon. But who knows, I could end up in a small apartment with five cats - a confirmed old maid but the favorite with the children. :0) After all, this is only a chapter. Guess you will have to wait and see what happens to The Morbid Murderess. Now, if ONLY the police officer really had come to the car....
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