Just In Time To Be My Ruin

After a long summer sabbatical my favorite little place in Conway is resuming "Becca-friendly" hours. That's right people. As of this coming Monday, August 17, 2009 The Brewery will once again be open until 9 instead of closing their doors on my desolate working till 5 self at..well, 5.

Just in time for my decision to wean myself off of coffee. So...this should be interesting.

If nothing else I can always practice my high jumps in the parking lot.

..Land That I Love

This was my last weekend officially having a residence in Conway. From now until who knows when, I'll just be an über frequent visitor to this town i love so much. So, needless to say, lived it up Conway style this weekend. Pictures and stories to come on a different blog soon.

But there was a lot of being outside. And downtown. Maybe at the same time...

Three Words...

Kris Allen Day.

A Good Day.

With A Parade.

Go here for the full video of the day.

Maybe My Grandkids Will Think I'm Cool

Ya'll.

Kris Allen is in the top 3 of American Idol.

That's like, a big deal, right?

One day i can proclaim proudly to my grandkids that I knew KA back before he made it big on Idol.  And then they will just blink and have no reply because by then America will have tired of the judges attempts to control this country's votes and Idol will just be a thing of the distant past.

A side note/plea to any of my friends that are considering American Idol auditions in the future.  Please don't.  While i can support you in your wild success, the road there is just to emotionally taxing for the likes of me.  And America (and by America i mean the judges who have lost any credibility they had left with me this year) is just too unpredictable.  I can hardly handle it.

Between my euphoric mood at the fact that Kris is reppin' Conway in the best way possible and the 25 mg pill of diphenhydramine i took about an hour ago in the form of Tylenol Pm (because i a) have a headache from the pits of...you get the idea...and b)have insomnia...hence, tylenol pm...makes sense, right? right.) i am feeling pretty good right now.

Also, i realize that i have now used the word "reppin' " twice in the past week.  Let me reassure you that this word is not usually such a big part of my vocabulary.  I'm just "frontin'".

Wow. I think it's time for me to stop fighting it and finally succumb to sleep.  I have a feeling i may regret this post tomorrow when i'm not flying high from over the counter medication.

And i just realized...i only took half the dosage...so it's only 12.5 mg of the good stuff.  My tolerance level for medication (and caffeine) is embarrassingly low.

***by the way...for a great post about Kris visit Erin's blog.  It shows great insight into who we are proudly supporting. (click on erin's name.  I'm not sure why my links aren't showing up colored...but i promise it's there.)

At This Rate I Might As Well Trade the Civic In For a Canoe

The rain came.  And it came and it came and it came.

And friends...it still hasn't stopped.

Now, i'm never one to knock a good rainstorm...especially if with it comes much thunder and lightning.  But every single stinkin' day for a week solid?  Including my favorite weekend of the year?  And did i mention that it's May? Time for the sun to be shining and the outdoor fun to be having made.

Ok, enough with the rant...

Because of the afore mentioned rain (i did mention the rain, right?) my weekend went a lot differently than i planned.  I'd been looking forward to the past four days for the past twelve months and while i'm a little heart broken that all of my time was not consumed by the beauty that is stuck on a truck...this weekend was definitely much needed.

This past weekend embodied such a simple, peaceful bliss.  I didn't do anything major....mainly just hung around different spots of this town that i love so much...drinking a lot of coffee and having a lot of refreshing conversation with lovely friends. Callie moved into the cutest old house downtown and it has some major porch action going on...we're talking fabulous porches in the front AND the back...including two absolutely perfect porch swings.  And that's where i spent a lot of my time...just rocking slowly as the rain poured and the thunder rumbled and i sipped my coffee and and my soul soared.  

I don't know about you, but God seems to speak in themes in my life.  And while there for a couple of months things were more of a quiet understanding between me and God about our love for each other....now we seem to be having more of this glorious dialogue thing going on that i am just adoring.  And there is this one theme that keeps coming up again and again and again.  Maybe i'll share more eventually, but just know that for now...it's changing everything about the way i think.  And hopefully making me a better person....that hopefully can display the love of God in a more real way.  

This quiet, reflective, bliss of a weekend somehow seemed to cement in me that work that God is doing.  So would i trade that for all the stuck on a truck in the world?  No way.

But man...all the stuck on a truck in the world that i wanted?  What a thought...

Kris Allen for Idol Just May Kill Me...

I keep trying to come up with a deep meaningful post for today that will forever change the face of blogs as we know them.
But all i can think about is whether or not Kris is going to make it through tonight on American Idol. I seriously did not think i would be this emotionally invested in his success.
My thumbs tell the true tale though, seeing as i now have carpal tunnel in my hands from all the texts i sent last night to 5706.

Lets see if i ever forget that number.
Or how weird the word "vote" started to look once i got into the second hour of voting.