It's Love, I Know it!!!

I know that we made this blog to share our funny stories, but this one time, I think it is important for me to share this story from the more serious side.

This weekend I took Takeshi to go see her little baby Tyler in the NICU in Montgomery. This was the first time I got to see him since the day he was born. Let's just say, I have fallen in love with the little man! :) He needs lots of prayer right now though. He has infections in his lungs and stomach, some pneumonia, back on the ventilator, and he's in pain with all of this. I really wanted to write this down also so that we can look back later and see what an awesome miracle the Lord works in this little baby's life. So whenever you think of it, pray for that little boy that has now stolen my heart!

Movies, tornadoes, spiders, gluttony, and more!

For Amber: since I have been an author of this blog for the past several weeks and I have yet to post something interesting.

Well this weekend there are precisely 11 people on campus, and in celebration of a long weekend (thanks to a teacher/faculty meetings this friday), Amber and I have been 100 percent unproductive bums. That's right, it's a Saturday night and we've watched: O Brother, Where Art Thou?, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton, Wall-E, Cool Runnings, Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants 2 [the first one was way better], Raising Arizona. Right now we've just finished Taken.

Let me just say that Raising Arizona is the strangest movie I've ever seen. It's about a female cop and an ex-con who fall in love and find out they can't have children. So what happens? A rich family who owns an unpainted furniture store gives birth to quintuplets, and the first couple decide to steal one of the babies. The story also involves a grungy, middle aged, triggy happy bounty hunter and some crazy redneck relatives. "Boy, you got a panty on yo head...." Yeah, we borrowed it from Susie, so it's a bootleg Chinese dvd. Believe it or not, but Mrs. Whisenhunt was actually the one who recommended this movie. Random.

I don't know about you, but yesterday [Friday] was pretty much incredible. It makes me smile that most girls leave on the weekends because Amber and I have free roam on campus to act silly and immature. So most of our student body was gone, and it started pouring down rain. Amber donned her starry-night rainboots and her rain jacket (you know, made with that tent material stuff haha) and I grabbed my umbrella. We waltzed down Washinton street and paid a visit to the shops in town [well, the un-shady ones anyways lol]. We sniffed flowers at the funeral florist shop, visited Fightress at the new shoe store, oogled over all the fancy antiques downtown, and even mosey-ed past the shady alleyways. Good times. As soon as we got back we started popping movies into the dvd player like an addict pops some pain pills. By the way, I was brushing my teeth last night and I noticed my aspirin had expired. Do they still work after they expire? Who knows.....
So we got halfway through one of the movies (gah, i don't remember which one...too...many) and the sirens went off for the tornado warning. Susie was nowhere to be found, and nobody knew who was on duty. Turns out it was Laura (who was in Montgomery and making her way back here) who was the lucky one. Hah. Cynthia babysat us in the hallway for about ten minutes, and the rest of the evening from about 6pm - 8:30/9pm I got a call from Laura every two seconds: "Can we come home yet? We're stuck in the Selma Mall because of the tornado warnings. I'm tired of shopping and having fun in the big city." Wah, wah, wah. You bum. But they made it home okay, and she brought me a bean burrito and some onion rings. Needless to say, we've all been gluttons this weekend.....

It's supposed to snow tomorrow morning! This time last year was the first snow day I've ever seen. Coldest day of my life--we made a sad attempt at an igloo, made snow/mud angels, and barrelled down the softball field's hill on Fabio's skimboard. Ahh, the good old days when we were freshman. Anywho, Tonya seemed ready for tomorrow--coming in wearing a puffy blue-marshmellow-esque coat. I told her I'd wake her up to play with us in the morning ;)

Haha, we found a spider tonight too. According to Laura, it was crawling all over her...It was cool! Big, fuzzy legs and everything....seriously, it was the size of a half dollar. Stacey caught it in her Wallabee (see? they're good for something! lol) and we showed Jodi and Cynthia. They screamed....I almost got smacked....Oh yeah, it was worth it.


I've gotta go. Takeshi is sitting her in the lobby telling me that gloves without the fingers are cool and that she gave birth to a 'zebra baby.' Don't ask, those were her words.....
Anyways, we're starting another movie--my vote goes to the House Bunny. And I need to support my facebook addiction and go check that. (FYI: Judson paid for an advertisement on Facebook! I'll post it if I find it.)

Plus, Laura brought her hot-pot down here so we're going to make macaroni and cheese.
And Stacey's breakin' out the s'mores maker. Yay for one of those deadly sins. So much for that yoga mat I just got from Jonathan ;)


Muahahaha!
I'll let you know if it snows tomorrow.
Yours truly.

At Summer's Request...

This is an actual Craigslist adlisting...

To the woman who crapped in my car… (NE Portland)

Date: 2009-01-25, 8:53PM PST

We met on Craigslist so I am hoping that this post finds you. I know that it could quite possibly be the most humiliating first date that you have ever been on, but I am willing to look past that.

I thought we had chemistry sitting at McMenamins sharing that basket of Cajun Tots while drinking the Terminator Stout. I really felt like there was a connection there. I found you to be intelligent and witty and looked forward to further conversation with you.

At some point in life, everyone has gambled on a fart and lost. It just happened to be on a first date in the passenger seat of my car. Please don't feel bad. The package I sent you with Pepto the next day and the note that said "First dates are always a crap shoot. Call me" was meant to be funny, not offensive.

I have gambled on a fart and lost on multiple occasions. The first time I did it was very memorable. It happened when I was five and sitting on my uncle's lap. I am lactose intolerant, but love cheese. I probably win 95% of the time, but I don't think anyone wins 100% of the time. That's why they call it "gambling".

I'm the last person to judge you for crapping your pants. In fact, I am impressed by your boldness. The timing on the other hand, could have been a tad bit better...like when you're not sitting on a heated leather seat.

What I am trying to say is that if you want to go out again, I would be more than happy to take you someplace where we can get a meal that is high in fiber and less taxing on the digestive tract.

I await your call,
Tad

P.S. - If you shat yourself on purpose to end the evening early…touché…

And a funny news story that I felt need to be shared...

Woman uses wedgie to capture suspected thief
Tue Feb 17, 4:27 pm ET

SALT LAKE CITY – It took a wedgie and a headlock to pin down a man suspected of breaking into a car.

Yvonne Morris, a technician at the Brickyard Animal Hospital, said she chased a man who broke into a co-worker's car, but he kept squirming away from her.

Morris eventually grabbed the man's boxer shorts and pulled. Salt Lake City police said she then she put a headlock on the man until help could arrive.

The man was booked into the Salt Lake County jail on suspicion of vehicle burglary, possession of stolen property and outstanding warrants.

"There IS a God!!!"

"There IS a God!!!" was the exclamation out of Summer's mouth today after a very memorable happening in physiology class.

For the last few weeks we have been getting more and more frustrated with somebody because of her lying and cheating (well we think). So before she came into the classroom today, we were saying how incredibly frustrated we were at her. She came into the room and sat down and was all bubbly (as usual). After a couple of minutes, (I still have no idea how this happened), all I hear is a scream, and I look up and see her hair flying up in the air as she completely falls out of her chair!! Everybody in the class laughed, and those of us at the other end of the room had to bury our faces in the desk because we had gone into the laughing- so -hard -you- dont -make- noise- or- breath state. When I finally picked up my head and looked at Summer, we both had tears streaming down our cheeks, faces red, stomach muscles in pain, and she says "There IS a God!!!"

Well, so the story of a Judson girl is one dealing with boys always. Well, sometimes. The all girl school thing has played different roles on all of us. Some of us came to Judson socially awkward and will leave socially awkward where is others came here able to talk to boys (or "men") will leave socially awkward. It happens to all Judson girls. :S

So on with the story....

I am VERY single, and I mean VERY single. But these last few months have done nothing for my self esteem. Well, today after being the very strange day that it was I had a message on facebook from a guy I had done an FCA event with. Now, we had talked maybe once or twice, but I did what everyone does and added him because, "Hey it is always cool to be friends with someone on facebook." So he was commenting on my status and when I had returned from class he was signed off. Well, he was on later tonight so I decided to chat it up with him. Here is some of the convo:

Johnny
you are being kind tonight
10:32pm
Summer
and that's different from any other time?
10:32pm
Johnny
lol
you may make me feel special...so watch out


I have always had this idea that maybe my problem was I am just too mature for guys my own age and I need an older man. Wrong! He is definately 25 years old and I think I have gotten these same responses from guys my age. So, is he warning me that he may be stalker? I do not know, but he did give Amber and me a great laugh.

And how do you respond to such things. My answer was....silence. :D

Assault!...or was that SALT?

Well, don't I feel like a little post-hog? This is two in almost as many days.

I went to Brent Baptist Church this morning with Tonya and Lauren. Let me says this right now, best church I've been to in a while! The sermon was great, people were friendly, and they had killer salad at lunch afterward. Ms. Jo paraded the three "Judson Girls" around and introduced us to everyone she found.

We'd finished eating and were chatting when a gentleman who apparently is the mayor of Brent (whatev) came up to introduce himself. He sat down and out of nowhere grabbed the salt shaker and threw copious amount of salt at Ms. Jo yelling "Assault, a-salt..." and so on (I didn't quiet catch the rest of his joke, I was too busy wrapping my mind around the fact that a grown man had just flung salt over a table while shouting a ridiculous pun). It was at that point I decided I had found my new church home in Alabama. AMEN!

The rest of my day is unimportant in comparison to this wonderful discovery of a new, lame pun to use in my every day conversation. If I throw a salt shaker at you now, you'll know why.

Recap

A few strange (or funny depending on your sense of humor) things have happened this week and just for the sake of posting something I'm running them down for you here.

First of all...this. If you need it explained, ask Summer. Bahaha!

Secondly, (well at least I think this is second chronologically) Summer got her finger stuck in the window. Now I know Summer doesn't think this is a hilarious as I do, but I seriously think it gives the Three Stooges a run for their money. This is the stuff real comedy is made of people! Anyways, she was trying to close the window and not dump my brick out the window (so kind) and her finger just got trapped with the window stuck. I suppose you had to see the two of us trying the get the window up, laughing so hard we couldn't breathe to understand fully, but believe me it was funny. To anyone who might have heard us outside or elsewhere, I'm sorry, I'm not really crazy.

And Lastly, wait, I don't have a lastly.

Oh, It's Friday the 13th...DOOM!

Additionally, this just in...

New Blog!!!!

So, this was a pretty random thing. Amber and I have been reading a crazy blog, and I had this grand idea we should keep a blog about how GREAT Judson really is. I hope y'all enjoy this blog as much as I will. We can write about anything on here. It's a place for us wonderful Judson sisters to stay united :D

So here we go:

So, on Tuesday night Jasmine came to Laura's room and brought in a beauty book. She wanted to try some of these "beauty remedies" from like the 70s no joke! Well, Laura and I are on scale back so one, we are wanting to look better and two, we were studying for organic. We would do anything not to study so here we go with the beauty remedies.

The first one was a tomato mask. Jasmine just happed to have tomatoes (I think she planned this) so Laura smashed them in a bowl and began to rub them on my face. Who knew that tomatoes are really slimy and runny. The juice began to run into my ears, so here I am lying on the floor with tomato all over my face and q-tips stuck in my ear. NO JOKE! (there are pictures)

The second "beauty remedy" said to make strong coffee and for people with dark hair to pour it on your hair and your highlights would show more. So what do Laura and I do, of course, we pour coffee on our hair and let it sit for 30 minutes. I had coffee stains all down my face.

So I left Laura's room on Tuesday night with a somewhat smoother face, coffee smelling hair, a shower that looked like we murdered someone in it because of tomatoes, and a coffee stained sink.

I believe it was one successful night. :D