marshmallows and mayhem...couldn't get any better than this

Oh my. I could write PAGES about what I've been up to for the past couple weeks. But I'm not going to (right now). I will say- this weekend was amazing. We had our first two events for our youth at Great Lakes Church. It has been interesting, challenging, exciting, and super rewarding to be a part of the planning process to make it possible for our youth to start connecting with each other. I had all the familiar feelings of working in ministry (that I love and have been missing)- I definitely put some effort into the planning, and I was met with the equally familiar results of success and fulfillment when everything was over. We didn't do anything special or elaborate- but God was totally in it all. Man, I LOVE seeing kids laugh and smile- mostly when it's a result of raw egg goober or a broken water balloon being splatter on someone! I love when I know a kid has a reputation for being shy or difficult and they come to hang out and you know the event would have been seriously lacking without their presence. I LOVE working with students. It is nothing short of a passion. In the 2nd video, there's a blip at the end where Dave turns the camera on me. Now you know when you see yourself appear on the screen you think "ugh, am I gonna look and sound like a totally nerd." I'll say this- I love everything about those few seconds when the camera is on me. You know why- because I recognize the joy and passion in my eyes---it's good to be doing this again. And as much as I'm excited for myself to be involved in youth ministry again, I'm a million times more excited for the youth to start to experience what God has in store for them here!

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may you live all your days in love

Today my beautiful, funny, friendly, sometimes slightly annoying, mostly wonderful, always generous and loving parents celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary.
I'd say that 30 years of stickin' it out through think and thin is quite the accomplishment.
They're getting back from Vegas this evening and we'll celebrate as a family (sans Stacie) at Texas Roadhouse.
I'm proud of them- and blessed to have them as parents.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MOM AND DAD!!

LOVE IS IN THE AIR

WOW! It's been a week for proposals! I'm so happy for my friends who have taken this next BIG STEP in their relationships. In both cases, the love I've seen shared is so genuine and tangible. Such an exciting time!
CONGRATULATIONS my FRIENDS!

A fairytale romance that started in the land down under and continues to grow even in the frigid cold of Minnesota! It's been such and incredible joy to be a witness to the love shared between my dearest Love and her Seattle man. For two years I got to experience firsthand the smiles, elation, and sometimes just simple frustrations of their long distance relationship. Knowing that, someday, it'd all pay off. Now, one (big) step closer to saying "I DO," I couldn't be any more excited for my dear friends!


Down south they have these fast food joints called Krystal. Every single time JonBert would pass one during our summer of camp- he'd sigh and ever so gently say the name of his beloved. They've dated for 7 years (and she's only a sophomore in college)!! And if you're wondering if it's even a bit of a surprise that JonBert would propose in something so crazy as a mascot costume----the answer is NO!! :) SO CUTE!!! SO PRICELESS!!

Good Friday

I LOVE celebrating Easter- it is, afterall, what I have chosen to live for. While everyone is hopped up on sugar I'm completely hopped up on the Holy Spirit. and Today is turning out to be a Good Friday indeed.
My aunt called early to see if Jeffrey could come over. She has to work and leaving all three kids with Grandma is asking for trouble. We've enjoyed a little Guitar Hero action and while we waited for Mario Kart to load- I got to explain what Good Friday and Easter Sunday are really all about. He's never heard any of it before. So awesome. He told me that when he's walking down the halls at school he feels Jesus walking with him---how cool is that!
We're going to run some errands now. I need to pay some bills, clean my car, and get these gnarly eyebrows under control! But the most important part of this day has turned into some quality time spent with an 8 year old who is trying to figure out this whole Jesus thing.
My parents are heading up north this afternoon to spend the weekend with my mom's family. I opted to stay in Kenosha. While I LOVE Eau Claire, I'm trying to make Kenosha 'home' again- and that means staying here for the weekend and spending Easter Sunday with my new community- which includes my aunt and cousins.

well--Jeffrey is on the verge of tears because he's mad at me for sitting at the computer....



here are some pictures from our day. We decided to 'go on vacation' right here in Kenosha. We ate a Trolly Dogs, spent some time down by the lighthouse, and got ice cream at a really cute place downtown. It was super fun- and something we'll definately do again. Even after 23 years, there is so much in this city that I've yet to experience. If I can't travel the country this summer- I'm going to travel this city- who knows what we'll find!

for your listening pleasure

you're shocked? confused? a little ticked? thankful?

I decided to completely dump the old playlist and play ALL new stuff. I've just spent some quality time rummaging through pandora to find some new stuff---even some stuff I don't know all that well. If you're like me, and you open this page just to hear music everyday- than I'm going to assume that you are thankful for the change.
That last list was- hands down- quality music. I hope this one serves you just as well--if not- let me know.


God Sightings of the day:::
I bought a new pack of sharpies (seriously--it's like a drug for OMs--and not because we sniff them!)
I found out that, while I still owe the government money, it's not nearly as much as I had projected.hooray for the tax lady!?!
THIS PlAYLIST

these are what we,um, call Satan sightings:::
I think (if you're not in college) April Fools day is just dumb and annoying.
someone at work keeps steeling my coffee creamer
the lady at UPS was a biotch and took the only ray of sunshine I had left

I'm off to bed- driving down to O'hare to send mom to Texas for the weekend. This means- if i don't want to- I don't have to do dishes for 4 WHOLE DAYS....that is going to be my God Sighting tomorrow--fo sho! (yes, em, I do dishes daily now!!)

<3

Seriously........

Spring officially started a couple weeks ago.
This is what it looks like in Wisconsin!!

Last weekend when it was probably 60 degrees out, my mom uncovered all the furniture on the deck....whoops.

This is, in all fairness, my favorite type of snow. I think it's pretty pretty---but still ridiculous and quite unwelcome!

Our neighborhood this morning. What a site!! There's dad in the driveway plowing. I think he secretly loves it. He practically plows for the whole neighborhood.

Hodge-Podge

I just got home from the RecPlex. One of the oh-so-many perks of being a pre-k teacher are the invitations to themed birthday parties. Today it was princesses-- Tons and Tons of them- everywhere you looked!! I went a little late (simply because 3.5 hours of hanging out with the kids I see all week---unpaid---is outside the job description- and I had lots to get done today) But it was fun. We swam. And by swam, I mean I walked around the pool with at least 3 kids latched on. I can guarantee you that this little girl has no idea that 'times are tough.' She can probably play with one new toy each day for the next 2 months. It was INSANE. (and, honestly, kind of sad.)

I'd also like to note that I learned an important lesson today. My parents always tell me not to park in the street in front of our house. It's pretty busy, and people are always speeding to merge after the intersection. Well---I don't always listen and this morning when I went out to leave, I discovered that someone clipped the side of my car and busted off a good chunk of my driver-side mirror. I'm kinda WAY TICKED about it---at the person who did it and at myself! SHOOT.

Oh, and here's a funny thing- I was at the grocery store yesterday during my break at work. I got the intuitive feeling that I was being watched. (I should mention that I was at a very shady store downtown) Anyway- sure enough- I'm picking out some granola bars and Loraunt -as I would later learn his name- came up and told me he liked my toe polish ( i KNEW I should have worn tennis shoes!) He continued to make small talk while I politely laughed at almost everything he said. He told me he was just bein real and hoped he'd be seeing me again.....I can promise you he will not! Oh- and when I got out to my car, the alarm was going off---clearly someone was trying to get into it. Gotta love Kenosha!

There are many more hodge-podgish things I could write about- like my wonderful weekend in Eau Claire a few weeks ago. (I got 'scolded' for not writing about it!) I could also tell you that I've started working with some of the leaders at Great Lakes Church to launch our youth group. I'm pretty excited about it. I've been making contact calls the last couple days and just feeling out the situation. We won't officially launch until June- but there's definitely tons to be done before then. This is literally a dream come true for me. In high school, my friend Kevin and I always tried to start a youth group at our Catholic church- usually when we'd get back from Workcamp. I'm so excited to be a part of something that I so desperately wanted when I was in high school.

Wonderful Weekend

Sadly, another wonderful weekend has come and gone. This one happened to be particularly special- with special guests and celebrations. The anniversary party was fantastic. Mary Helen has always known how to throw an outstanding party, and you have no idea how super cute it is to clink classes for a couple married 70 years!
The Herbert girls also sharpened our shopping skills this weekend. You'd hardly no that 'times are tough' when the weather is nice and you live by an outdoor mall. I had to wait in line to get into the Coach store! My mom thinks people are buying purses instead of putting food on the table---she may be right.
Today I went to church with my sister and our cousins - always a good time. After, we cooked out at Sara and Jeremy's house. I then had a rather long 'membership class' at church. We officially launched just 6 weeks ago, and today there were 126 people that committed to being contributing members (and not just in the financial capacity). I'm excited to be a part of the community- and even more excited to start leading some jr/sr high ministry groups. I've found that I miss that the most.
And finally- the weekend ended with a short- but great- visit with Phil and Kyrie. He brought her here so I could drive her to n. Milwaukee so she could get a ride back to school. A little guitar hero, some Luigi's, and a couple good laughs will have to last until we see each other again (hopefully in just a couple short weeks).
So that's it. Here are some pictures from the weekend. Let's be honest--they're always the best part! I even fancied them up a bit- ENJOY. Have a great week! <3

Happy 70th Anniversary Mary and Emil!

Today, my ‘adopted grandparents’ are celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary! We’ve been blessed to be their adopted family for 30 years now. Next door neighbors since the day my parents married and moved into our home, we’ve shared so many memories- and I’m so excited that this is one of them! It certainly doesn’t happen often. Think about it- most of us don’t even have a shot at having a 70th anniversary. (By the way- the traditional gift is platinum. And for an 80th anniversary it’s oak. I can only think of one really practical use for oak around the age of 100---and I think that’s cruel!) Anyway- on with the this----

Emil said at Christmas about the approaching celebration, “I didn’t think I’d live to be 70 years old- let alone married this long!!”

The story of how they met is a fairytale- maybe because it was 1938- maybe because for fun they went dancing on Saturday nights and a date cost 5 cents- because the places they lived and worked are only in pictures of the past.

He was a buff football player. She was the cafeteria worker. She cut her leg on some glass. He carried her upstairs to dress the wound. BAM! I don’t know if that’s exactly how they’ve told the story- but I like it like that. My favorite part is that they eloped in Waukegan after only a short courtship. Both living at home with their parents, they got the required physical, drove down, got hitched, stopped for a beer, and then went back to live separately with their parents. It wasn’t until a few weeks later when Emil’s mom was doing his laundry that the secret was discovered. She cleaned out his pockets and found a physical slip with Mary’s name on it. She said, “This Mary Helen- are you married to her?” How cool is that!

It could be the one martini a day (err straight glass of gin) that keeps them going. But, I’d put my money on the bond they have and the love they share. It’s been pretty incredible to witness.

So today, March 19, 2009 we raise our martinis high and toast to 70 years of marriage!
CHEERS-- Mary and Emily Pietrangeli---CHEERS!!

Word of God speak

I wish I had a freakin clue about what to do with my life!!

That's all I have/want to say right now. :)

SEE THE WAY

This picture was taken on one of my favorite missions of the summer- actually in Mission, South Dakota. Justin, Don, and I went out one night just before sunset equipped with bee killer and caulk to try and salvage a worksite that was in danger of being pulled because of a giant beehive in the outside wall of the house. Although we had so much fun preparing our game plan, talking about the possibilities of running into snakes, and getting caught up in our ultra awesome 'save the world' mentalities, the mission was ultimately a FAIL.

But, as we were preparing to leave, we turned up towards the west to see this absolutely breathtaking sunset. Mind you- this was at the end of our summer spent on Indian reservations and Justin and I were beyond ready to get the heck outta the middle-of-nowhere America. But God reminded us that He was there. I love this picture. And I absolutely love Misty Edwards’s song 'See the Way.' (I hope you take the time to listen to the lyrics, while you're here.)

God’s beauty and glory show up in the His perfect timing----wherever He chooses to reveal them.

Pink Is My Favorite Color

It has been brought to my attention that I haven’t written recently and specifically that I haven’t shared any of my teaching stories. What can I say- something different happens every day when you work with 5yr olds. I get to see the good, the bad, and most certainly- the ugly.

I now know what it looks like for a 5 year old to not be constipated after 3 days. And, in the same experience I have learn that “Ms. Stephanie is good at wiping butts.” I also know what vomit looks like when spewed all over a gym floor. Consequently, I know how to handle a small scale evacuation of a gymnasium after a ‘natural disaster.’ I know what 4 year old little teeth feel like when they chomp down on my forearm, hand, and fingers. I know what it feels like to get ‘bitch-slapped’ across the face by a 4 year old. What else? I’ve started to get really frustrated hearing “Ms. Stephanie” 25x within 30 seconds- and I finally told my kids I don’t know who that is. Now, sometimes, I’m Ms. Emily. Somehow having 2 names relieves that stress, makes them laugh, and reminds me of the real Ms. Emily whom I greatly miss. It’s a win – win. (creative solutions at work) I know that 5 year old boys think that “pee-pee” is hilarious to say, that farts are funny, and that girls have cooties.

One of the greatest lessons I’m learning is about GERMS. It’s true- they spread. While my kids leave me at the end of the day, they so generously give me a parting gift. All the boogers, snot, spit, and funk that I am exposed to every day so conveniently takes up residence in my system. Last weekend I was in bed with the flu- the nasty kind. I will say no more. And this weekend’s ailment of choice: Pink Eye. It’s super attractive. My left eye is crimson red and was swollen shut for the greater part of Saturday. And this morning, for a brief moment, I learned what it must feel like to wake up blind. The infection has spread to my right eye- and both were funked shut. It’s gross. At the current moment, I have full vision. I just happen to look like I’ve been smoking pot all morning. It’s no fun. And because it’s highly contagious, I’ve been shunned from interactions with the outside world. I did go to church this morning. My cousins had called and asked me to take them- and because I cancelled last week, I couldn’t disappoint them again. My original plan was to sit in my car and read a book- but then I decided to go to service, sit completely alone, and touch nothing. I also kept anti-bacteria spray in my pocket and used it frequently. I think I was responsible. But, this afternoon while my parents go to the Kenosha Expo, and while everyone from Great Lakes Church gets together for our first ‘connect event,’ I’m stuck back inside. Alone. Annoyed.

My time in the classroom has taught me that my days will not always be filled with sunshine and rainbows. But I’ve also learned that kids LOVE their teachers, that they think the world of me, and I have an obligation to be my very best for them every day. I know what it’s like to believe in a child who has some issues- to see him begin to thrive in his environment, to come out of his shell, and to allow affection to be received and even given. I know that if I simply curl my hair, when I walk into the room someone will say “Ms. Stephanie, you look beautiful today!” I get secret satisfaction when kids cry when their parents show up at the end of the day because they aren’t ready to go home. I’ve observed that who you become in life is most definitely shaped during your early years- and I get to be a positive part of that for these kids.

The struggles are great and constant, but the reward is far greater. The frustration is absolutely worth it.
And I’m just lucky that pink is my favorite color.

GLC my new VB

I’ve found a new church. This is huge deal to me. After leaving Valleybrook (the greatest community I’ve ever been a part of) God challenged me to look deeper at the relationship I was in with Him. I was really good at being a Valleybrooker- on staff, helping out, small groups, etc. But when I was stripped of that, God showed me what it was like to just be intimate with Him- without the bells and whistles of titles and commitments. So, it was no surprise to me that when I started attending a church here in Kenosha (FCC) when I first moved back that God would ask me to wait and not get involved with the ministries. I was so ready to hang out with high schoolers again, to be in charge of some events, to be connected to a church community- but God said “wait.” Of course, my response was “ummmm okay- but good luck showing me something better than this in Kenosha. Our churches are pretty stiff. I’m sure this is the best I’ll find.” There were many days that e-mail youth pastor at FCC was on my list of things-to-do. But God, in His perfect patients and awesomeness, was right about waiting! Imagine.
My sister, Sara, had e-mailed me a news article for a new church starting up in Kenosha at the beginning of January—Great Lakes Church. I wasn’t able to attend until the 3rd week, but when I did, I knew God was keeping a promise. I, was out of town again for the 4th week, but was able to attend this past Sunday--- and sitting next to me was my aunt. If you know me well, you know why I moved home. I had a small dream for our family. And man, God is saying- DREAM AGAIN! The kids love going there. I even popped in and saw Jon (who entered the doors with the grumpiest, unenthused look of all) volunteering up-front for a game! I’m telling you. God is doing some awesome things at Great Lakes Church and in the city of Kenosha.
Now, I can’t say all this and then not mention that this new church has faced its share of controversy already. (What great church hasn’t?!) I was supposed to meet with Dave, our pastor, at 6:30 last Thursday. He called me around 5:30 to reschedule. He had just received a call from Kenosha Unified School District (we had been meeting in an elementary school) that ‘effective immediately’ our lease with them would be terminated. The reason: a mailing had just reached mailboxes and some people were, let’s just say, less than pleased. We’re launching into 2 serviced this coming weekend, and the first series will be about SEX. [insert] Gasp!! Man were feathers ruffled- and do they continue to be. Coming from Valleybrook, the topic of healthy sexuality wasn’t something discussed and dealt with under the table. We had Pure Desire groups for guys (of all ages- including our high schoolers) addicted to pornography. Every Woman’s Battle (EWB) met weekly and discussed similar topics all promoting healthy sexuality. And just this year a few of my good friends started an Every Young Woman’s Battle group for our high school girls. I understand and appreciate the role of a church and its place and responsibility in this area of our lives.
We were able to meet (all 350 people) at Parkway Chateau (attached to the Brat Stop) this past Sunday. And, while the location of service this week is still undetermined, Dave was right when he reminded us that “the church isn’t made up of the walls around it, but the people in it.” I live in confident hope that God has an awesome plan for this church. The heart of the plant team is huge. I believe their intentions are legit and rooted deep in Scripture. I’m excited to see what God does as he continues to challenge this community in ways expected when starting out---- like getting to know new people, and in fun little detours---like finding new buildings in less than 2 days!
If you’re interested, here’s the article that ran in the Kenosha News on Sunday. I enjoy the responses from people. The good. The bad. The absolutely ridiculous!

http://www.kenoshanews.com/news/unified_boots_out_church_over_flier_4290987.html

Baby It's Cold Outside! SERIOUSLY!

In the past couple weeks, I’ve been both overwhelmingly inspired to write things and, at the same time, at a loss for any words worth jotting. So many things have taken place that are worth writing about. Yet, as I sit here, I have nothing articulate or inspiring to throw down. I will say this:

Our week spent in Chicago was absolutely nothing short of AMAZING. My heart was beyond happy to spend an entire week with some the Group’s finest people. While we had a blast playing some intense games of sardines and even more intense games of Mafia, we also poured our mind, soul, and sweat (ok, not too much sweat) into serving the people of Chicago. Serving at the Chicago Coalition for the Homeless, Pacific Garden Mission, Inner City Impact, and Breakthrough Urban Ministries we got a glimpse into some of the organizations that are committed to making a difference in so many people’s lives. It was an honor to get to be a part of something bigger than ourselves for those days.

For me, Friday was the most impactful day. We simply made lunches and headed into the city to serve the homeless, and if fortunate, get the opportunity (like last year’s unforgettable encounter with Larry) to sit down and chat for awhile. My “crew” -Luke, Evan, Steph B, and I- met Tammy. A 43 year old woman on the street, Tammy was the most beautiful, refreshingly honest, articulate, passionate, addicted, spiritual, homeless person I’ve ever met. (okay, I haven’t met too many- but she was, no-the-less, all of the above!) While we sat at McDonalds and listened to Tammy share her story, I realized many things. Although Tammy’s sin has left her to beg on the streets of the city, there isn’t much else that sets her and I apart. Tammy was telling us about how she was on her knees praying to God on New Year’s Eve- praying for strength, for healing, for love, for understanding. I saw Tammy that day. I looked into her eyes and felt her pain, her frustration, her longing to fully understand how just how beautiful she is in the eyes of her Father. I myself had spent the night before in a quiet corner of the church on my knees praying for the exact same things. Tammy does have an apartment. She shares it with her fiancé who has remained sober since they met in rehab 5 years ago. Tammy relapsed last year. I pray for her daily. I know (and she knows it too) that God has such an awesome plan for her future. She faces many battles ahead but she will overcome.

Side note: Friday ended with me throwing up in a very nasty public restroom at Gino’s Pizza after taking a wheatgrass shot on an empty stomach: note to self- that was dumb!!!

I am forever in love with, and grateful for, all of my Group friends. It was so powerful and refreshing to get to come together on our own terms. A week together did all the things it was supposed to- created unforgettable memories (most to become inside jokes for years to come), impacted our spiritual lives, refreshed us, reached out to others, and formed “THE BOARD” (whom from now on will make all executive decisions and mistakes….Don’t worry- Luke, Setrak, and I have got this under control!!) …..SEE- inside jokes! Setrak, Luke, Ashley, And I made it to Navy Pier at 11:56 on New Year's Eve. Turns our Southwest flies into Midway. "The Board" went to O'Hare!!

CHINATOWN!!!

^^^^ some of Group's finest^^^^

What else!?!? Last weekend was AMAZING too!! Although the weather made for a bit of a giant inconvenience, we managed to make it up north to Plum City for family Christmas at the farm. Dad and I left Saturday morning at 9am, arriving at 3- just in time to heat up some leftovers and sit down for gift opening. The day was spent with family- laughing, playing cards, and catching up; always a good time.
And then, on Sunday, I got to go to Eau Claire. (insert glorious Alleluia music here) I hadn’t been back since the end of October. When you love a place and its people so much, 2+ months can feel like a lifetime. While I was only able to spend a quick 5 hours in town, it was the best 5 hours I’ve spent in the longest time! At 9am, I picked up Amber- a 16 year old girl that I’ve mentored over the years. We went to Valleybrook for service. Sneaking in after it started (at 9- not 9:15 like it used to!) no one really noticed that I was in town. Afterwards I was flooded with wonderful hugs and smiles. Being there reminded me that I was, not too long ago, someone to somebody. Amber and I left during 2nd service to talk and to run a quick errand at the mall. I was able to give her some solid life advice (speaking powerful truth) and then gave her some fashion advice, buying her a few things to inspire a healthy change. There are a handful of people she trusts in her life, and while I’m tough on her, it’s awesome to know that she still feels the love and knows that I believe in her. After an amazing (and bargain-filled) power shop stop, we met back up with people at Valleybrook and headed over to Water Street for lunch. A bunch of the pastors, wives, and kids came as well as some students and friends. I’m telling ya- this girl was feelin’ the love! There are many days I feel the warmth of a tear on my cheek because I miss them so much. This time, I got to feel the warmth in my heart because I was reminded of all the love that is shared even through the distance. I’ll hopefully be going back up at the end of the month for our winter retreat. The thought of an entire week there is overwhelming and wonderful!! God willing

In other news (funny how I had nothing to say when I started!!)

TOMORROW IS A ‘SNOW’ DAY!!! WOOOWHOOOO!! This girl gets a paid day off. It’s not even a snow day- it’s a “the air is going to be too flippin’ cold to even think of allowing kids to stand at bus stops so we’ll just call the whole thing off now so people don’t have to go to bed wondering if they will or won’t have to go” day! Temperatures are supposed to drop to below -30 degrees. While the weather is the #1 reason why I want to move south, I do appreciate getting a free day on its behalf.
I will spend the entire day at the library working on my certification. So, on that note, (a way longer one than I intended) I’m off to bed. Chances are I’ll sleep in anyways. A warm bed will be a hard thing to leave behind to face a bitter cold day.

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

Christmas has come and gone again. I hope you experienced a day full of laughter and love shared among friends and family. Our day here at the Herbert residence was wonderful. We opened gifts as a family in the morning, shared lunch together, and then spent the rest of the evening with my grandma, aunt, and cousins. There were several games of UNO Flash played, many cookies consumed, and Christmas dinner eaten in the bathroom while I straightened Sara's hair and Stacie painted her toes...for no good reason really! It was a fun day- perhaps best experienced, now, through the pictures snapped to capture the moments forever.

The Herbert Sisters

ALWAYS classy........

Or not!

The Ennis Family

Sara didn't actually give me tampons.

She just felt it necessary to wrap my gift in the box.

Dad got a remote control helicopter.

Just what he's always wanted!!!

and then he crashed it into a snowbank!

Oh, you know, just a self portrait.

(this is one of about 20 taken)

My mom gave the dogs my Christmas bear!

Good thing it was entertaining.

The Mankowski Kids. <3Playing UNO Flash.

Quality fun for everyone.

never a dull day

Well, it's pretty safe to say that I will never have another boring weekday afternoon again. My job is going well. I certainly have my moments when I ask myself 'what the heck did I agree to?' But, for the most part, I'm really happy and excited that I'm in the classroom. The kids are quickly finding their own special ways into every part of my heart. I walked into the classroom today and about 8 kids ran up yelling "Miss Stephanie! Miss Stephanie!" as they wrapped their tiny little arms around my legs, I heard one girl say "Miss Stephanie, we love you!"
I was asked about 10 times yesterday "Miss Stephanie, are you really our teacher?" I started believing it around "yes" #9. It was also show 'n tell yesterday. Madison forgot to bring something in. It's okay. She decided to just show us her extra set of clothes she had with her (it was picture day and all the girls were in fluffy dresses). She showed us her soccer sweat pants, her cool matching shirt, and then, yes, her extra pair of underwear. LOL. hilarious. a girl with no shame. I love her.
And today, as Miss Elizabeth read us a story, Devon sat cozily in my lap. At one point he turned around and pointed at me. And said "my mommy has some of those." I said, "oh, a pretty necklace." Devon shook his head and poked my boob- "those." ahahaha.
I have a handful of students with learning and behavior issues of one kind or another. There are definitely going to be some challenges. But the opportunity for me to grow and learn is so great and I believe in each one of my students with all I've got. It's an interesting chapter in life. I have absolutely no idea where it will lead, and for the first time, when it will end.

Tomorrow night is our Christmas program. It'll be a great time to meet some of the parents, the other teachers, and SANTA!!

and let me last mention that I, of all people, managed to find a job that still allows me to sleep 'til 10am.
That's right. be jealous. (until i start pulling the early morning Starbucks shifts)

Manamana

This is either a dawning of a new day or a rarity- but, I my friends, am awake. (in more senses than one) But today, I simply mean its 6:30am and my eyes are actually, physically open. I don’t even have to leave for work until 8:30. I KNOW. I’m sitting here, my hands wrapped around a hot cup of coffee, letting the steam rise to warm my nose, and blogging. Who the crap am I?!

I worked in Vernon Hills yesterday and was exhausted when I got home. I fell asleep on the couch watching Greys at 8:30 and never moved. I didn’t see the ending and I didn’t get to see Barbara Walters talk to the 10 most influential people of ’08. I slept in my work clothes. I know- ridiculous; but probably a good thing because it’s supposed to be in the negative degrees today. I’m definitely not in the mood to go back into work. It was much more exciting when it was my only income and a lifeline for my survival. But the people are great. I’m getting a bunch of awesome product, and its temporary employment. I’ll survive.

I start teaching/orientation on Tuesday for my job at the daycare. I’m hopeful. I don’t really know what to expect. There are so many thoughts when starting a new job. Will I be good? Will the kids like me? Will I like my co-workers? Will they like me? Where will this opportunity lead? But then I remember- God’s already got the whole story written and he hasn’t left me disappointed yet. I’m sure I’ll have my days. Who doesn’t? But I’ve chosen something I believe in and can be passionate about. It might not move me out of my parent’s house as soon as I’d hoped (but that’s what the early shift at Starbucks if for! Imagine me- up at 4:30 am. LOL. There will certainly be no blogs then!)
Today this is special. Next month, I’ll probably be ticked to have to wake up before the sun. I’ll choose to enjoy today.

Have a good one.
In hope. In joy. In love. In Christ.

Miss Stephanie Enters the Real World

I just accepted a job teaching Pre-K at a school here in Kenosha. I start Tuesday. YIKES! I guess I’ll enjoy my last day of FREEDOM. I’m working down near Chicago again Thur-Sun at Learning Resources. They develop and sell educational toys and teacher resources- how appropriate- I’ll even get to work for product one day. And on Mondays I’ve been watching twin 1yr olds from 7-5. I’ll definitely miss these days. But I’m very excited and ready to take on this new challenge. I think, more than anything, it will be an awesome learning experience for me. And I’ll make sure the kids learn a thing or two along the way!

Thanks be to God.

This should be a really obvious post. There are, of course, so many things I am grateful for. Today, although for some reason it didn’t feel like a holiday, I found myself in shallow reflection at random times thinking about all the things I’ve been so thankful for this past year. As I’ve sat down to list some of them, I realize that the list runs so long and so deep. This past year has shaped me as a person- perhaps more than any year I’ve ever lived. I have so much to be thankful for and I shout praised unto God for all the blessings He’s given me. Even here, at the end of my rope, I know there is so much of God and His rule in my life. I could not be more content.

Today is a designated day to give thanks. But I am so thankful everyday I reflect upon my past and look, with joyful hope, into my future.

I’m grateful for
Great final times at 402.5 - amazing college roommates are literally 1 in a million and I was beyond blessed to get to spend some of the greatest years with such amazing people. I am grateful for the moments (of all kinds) that we got to share.

Graduation- there were many days I feared I’d never see the day. But, thank the gracious God above; I made it (with honors….sort of)!

The Clymer Family- You will probably never know how deeply you’ve impacted my life. But when I find myself still coming to tears when I think about how much I love and miss you- I know I’m forever indebted. You took a risk on me; a risk that- somehow, someday - will pay off. I am so thankful for your grace and peace as I started out on this rocky road of self discovery. Thank you for believing in me. I love you.

My entire Valleybrook family- In so many ways you made it SO VERY hard to leave Eau Claire- but at the same time, I have never felt so encouraged and loved as I stepped forward into the life God has called to live.

The Summer of ’08- this could be a book in itself (and maybe someday it will be….ashley!) For crew dynamics. Justin, Renee, and Aaron- I can’t imagine sharing this summer with any other crazy Groupies. There are so many things I doubted I’d be thankful for. But in reflection, I know I am so appreciative of the “opportunities” I was presented with throughout the summer. I’m grateful for Racine, Wakpala, and Mission and all the wonderful people of the communities. For having a camp so close to home, and in the middle-of-no-where South Dakota. For Native Americans and their willingness to share their culture. And for the education I received through life experience. For the Wrangler Inn, Mo-Rest and some great nights of laughter, sickness (Emetrol!!), and sleep. For Friday night evacuations and National Guard Armories. And, of course, roll-over accidents (and all that is encompassed in that and runs so deep in my being now) For apologies, forgiveness, and lessons learned. For a spur-of-the-moment decision that resulted in an extra road trip and time with friends. And in all of this, I’m most thankful for all the people God has brought into my life through my time at Group. I have developed some of the deepest, most meaningful friendships- the kind that will last forever. I can’t imagine doing life without this family- this dysfunctional yet dynamic family.

Our New Orleans trip- Not only did being there remind me of some classic time spent with Crew 2 (the “best worst day” ever) Being back and working in the community, although my contribution was small, made such a huge impact: mostly in me. That was such a unique week in my life. I was in such an uncomfortable place- having just survived and still recovering from the accident, having just left Denver and the comfort bubble of Summer Staff, and heading into so many unknown details of my future. That week was tough, so super emotional, and filled with one of the biggest breakdowns I’ve ever experienced. I didn’t think I had a single thing to give that week. I was completely spent before I even got off the plane (having cried the entire flight) and that first night I continued to just be drained. (maybe only one other person knows this) but I spent my first night sobbing (quite uncontrollably) alone in my room, unsure if I’d even be able to get out of bed the next morning to work on a site with our students. And by grace alone, God picked me up and used me in that city and in our group. And before we even left, He began to mend me and prepare me for the future. How flippin’ cool!

For unemployment- not even kidding. I'm learning some of the coolest lessons during this season. It isn’t always obvious, and I’m not always delightful, but I’m certainly very thankful. To be in a place of near complete dependence can teach lessons that no other place in life offers. But I’m thankful, too, that I’ve been able to continue to make ends meet. God is so great that without a job, I am able to always have enough money in my account to pay my monthly bills. (not that I want to live like this for much longer) but I’d been pretty cool to babysit, temp, cut grass, and take care of 94 year olds enough to remain out of debt. (this method is, of course, not highly recommended!)

I’m so very thankful for my parents- Again, what a huge risk you’ve taken on me. To continue the journey of self discovery under a roof that, although I don’t want to stay under for very long, provides such an abundance of encouragement, support, and love. I don’t make it easy; I know. But I am thankful for the adjustments and the sacrifices you make to help me during this time. I promise it’ll payoff someday (someway, somehow). I love you.

And for my sisters- You’ve always gone before me. You set the most wonderful examples and I’m so very lucky to have such positive role models in my life. To know that no question or circumstance I encounter is ever too ridiculous to discuss with you means the world. I am so grateful for your love and support. And the belief you both have in me- that I’m good enough. I love you.

I’m thankful for Kenosha and the longtime friendship that gets to be re-flourished here. For a new church community that I’m confident will, in a new way, fill the void of community I so desperately need after leaving Valleybrook. For interviews, empty promises, rejection, and the insight I’ve gained through it all. For my cousins, aunt, and grandma- I hardly understand the situation, but I know there is genuine love shared among us, and so I continue to hope that love would work like a magnet.

I could go on forever. More than anything, I am thankful for my personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I wouldn’t have imagined that it could be this intimate and rewarding. But God’s this big- to give me so much in the perfect ways only He knows how. I didn’t always know this. And I certainly didn’t always see it this way. But this year, in particular, has been different. I am different- as in Holy. Set apart. Truly a Hairy Sparrow.

And now, I must sleep. (everyone knows how extremely grateful I am for sleep of any capacity in any facility!!) My sister will be here at 4:30am to pick mom and me up for a traditional morning of insanely nonsensical shopping. (although, with no money, I’m really only going to save tradition)

I pray that God continues to bless you and that you remember to be content and grateful whatever the circumstances because His timing is perfect and He, alone, knows what’s best.

i don't really need to write anything to accompany this picture...
but i will say that, after receiving a rejection letter today from a job i really wanted, i am reminded of this day. and i know that God's still got me. and He's made this promise.



so i continue to live in confident hope (and a little confusion)
but mostly hope
:-)