We braved the heat of September 25th! The majority of the day was 109 degrees, but we survived and managed to get some good shots! :)

Here are a few!

Dear Fall,

I would like to wear cardigans, sweater socks, and boots. Please cool down your weather. We didn't have 110+ degrees in the summer so why should we have it now? This is a season of cuddling on the couch in front of the fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa, not a season of randomly feeling the need to jump in the pool. I, along with millions of other people, would like it if you comply.

Sincerely,
Liz

When I'm married, my bedroom is going to look exactly like this.

I'm cheap. Therefore, I need a job before I would ever spend $25 on a planner.

But I'm not gonna lie...I want.

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P.S. I know this is completely unrelated, but I just had to share....this is BRILLIANT.

..."Ministry means that God uses us to create a spiritual atmosphere that encourages others to grow and become fruitful in the Lord." (Quotes by Warren Wiersbe from On Being a Servant of God.)

When talking about how everyone is part of the body of Christ and functions differently, Gary always says he is a nose hair. His job is to filter out the good and the bad. Sometimes, when I thought about my specific function within the Jr. High ministry, I wondered. Do they even really need me? Am I doing this for the right reasons? But I feel God has placed me in the Jr. High ministry for a reason. On a regular day to day basis, God uses each individual Jr. High Counselor and Leader to help encourage these pre-teens to grow in their walks with the Lord.

So I'd like to say, in the body of Christ, I am the pituitary gland—I contribute to growth by planting more  seeds of encouragement in the lives of these Jr. Highers. :)

...and I'm definitely ready for fall!

I had a Pumpkin Frap at Coffee Bean earlier this week.

I have a Pumpkin Loaf baking in the oven right now.

And I'm gonna make applesauce tonight :)


Mmmmm, the taste of fall!

I went to get my car radio fixed today because the idiot who installed it put it loose, and it would rattle the whoooole time whenever I drove. I was pretty sure it was going to land me in a mental hospital. The guy who fixed it today agreed that something like that could drive anyone crazy and told me he would have it fixed in about half an hour. He also flirted a bit. I may or may not have flirted back.

When I returned to pick up my car, he asked me if I went to Cal Baptist. (He obviously had seen my license plate frame—good ol' marketing!) I told him I had just graduated from there and he told me that he used to go there. Small world; fifty miles away from CBU, two former students run into each other at a Best Buy! Turns out he was there several years ago on a full ride soccer scholarship, but he "messed it up." I asked him what he meant by that, he hesitated, and then informed me that he fell in love with a girl and then dropped out (which he now regrets since that girl is no longer around). Poor guy!

Call me superficial, but he was pretty attractive too. Basically, if I had the authority of a boy, I would have asked for his number.

There is a link for this blog on my website. My website's url is on my business cards and on my resume. Clash of interests? Is it unwise for me to link to this "unprofessional" blog on things that might contribute to my professional career? I have nothing to hide, but...

What do you think?

I've been avoiding mentioning my job interviews in my facebook statuses because I am well aware of the fact that I am "friends" with many people who actually care less about my life. But I figured, if you're taking the effort to actually read my blog posts, then you must at least care a little bit.

I have a second interview next Tuesday for a place I would really like to work at. Second interview is good sign. I would very much appreciate your prayers at this point. I need a job, and this one would be lovely. Also, if you could, please pray that God calms my antsyness. It's really hard waiting for so long before even having the interview! I've practically already planned out my next few big purchases (see previous blog) haha. So now I just need some sort of decent income.

Thanks for the prayer, friends! I will keep you all posted!

These are the things I would like before Christmas:

• a job
• a new macbook pro
• adobe cs5
• an ipod touch
• a new car

(...in that order would be just fine.)

When people ask me "What have you been up to lately?" my answer always seems to be the same—"Not much, just enjoying the last bit of my summer while looking for a job." How boring am I?! Is this the definition of me? What will my answer be when I finally DO have a job and summer has passed? "Oh, just work?" Boooooring.

I need to re-evaluate the definition of my life.

Jesus, do something with me. Use me as a vessel for Your glory.

I went to Trader Joe's today on a mission—a mission to find vanilla beans.

I've become slightly addicted to the vanilla bean scones from Starbucks. (Thanks a lot, Justine! Haha!) Deciding that I didn't have enough money in my bank account to support the purchase of the tiny 85-cent vanilla bean scone every so often, I decided I was going to look up a comparable recipe and make them myself. After a quick google search, I found one and immediately began gathering my ingredients.

I was a few ingredients short: whole milk, heavy cream, and the most important ingredient, the vanilla beans. I headed on over to Trader Joe's because I heard that they sold them. But after two minutes in the store, I walked out disappointed. No whole milk—apparently it's not healthy enough to be sold at Trader Joe's—and no vanilla beans. Trader Joe's epic fail.

I got home and went on google. (Yes, I know I google everything.) I came to discover that the grocery stores that DO sell vanilla beans sell them for a lovely price of around $9 per bean. NINE dollars. Nine DOLLARS. PER BEAN.

I quit.

I'm too broke to bake.



Starbucks, I apologize for judging you on the prices of your vanilla bean scones. I now understand why they are priced so high. And I admire your courage for choosing to sell those scones and part with an ingredient so rare. 

Do you ever feel like you are so "go go go!" that you can't even seem to stop? It's like you're sitting on a skateboard going downhill.

That's how I feel right now.

So far this week, I haven't been home more than to sleep. It's been insane.

And I don't even have a job yet! 


How am I sooooo busy even though I'm unemployed?!