My amazing friend since 5th grade was able to come down to visit me this weekend for Valentine's Day. Her boyfriend is a Citadel cadet (as is mine) so we were able to double date pretty much all weekend. I'm not one for mushy love stuff, so i prefer group fun stuff the majority of the time....
And this is the part of the blog where i brag on my cadet. I told Michael that i didn't want him to buy me anything this year, that to dance to a song that meant something to him under the stars would be enough (ok, i like mushy love stuff once a year). He said,"ok!". What did he do? Well... =)
My Valentine's Day Date with Michael consisted of 3 parts. Part 1 consisted of a stuff dog, the meaning behind this gift was that i tell Michael and everyone i meet i want a puppy at least 3 times a day - but i don't want the responsibility of one. I thought the puppy was really cute, it sings "Hot Stuff" in cute lil dog boxers! Aw! Plus the furry hamster card was ridiculously cute.
Part 2 was dinner at Applebee's (i had steak!) where i was presented with diamond earrings. Yes, diamonds. He did goooooood. At this point i was really happy. But wait, the best is yet to come.
Part 3 was a quick drive to battery park downtown where there is a huge white gazebo overlooking the harbor. Michael had me stand on the pathway to the gazebo, then ran back to his car. He rolled down his car windows and blasted Billy Joel's "She's always a Woman" and then ran back to me and asked me if i would dance with him. It's at this part where all my girlfriends skriek and go ,"aaaaawwww!!!!". So yes, i got to dance under the stars afterall, even if it was a little bit cloudy...i didn't notice.
And this was my V-day weekend. I am really blessed with a great boyfriend...he rocks. Enough said.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4nQB3V10i8
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Another Ashleigh Moment - you think i'd get used to it
I like to think of myself as an intelligent and witty person, but i guess i can never really pull it off due to my extremely obvious blonde moments. Such an event happened this past friday...*cue flashback music*
Stephanie, Erica, and I were headed to the Citadel for the weekly parade. Me - being the Citadel expert and all - was the designated driver. The only thing was, my car was missing. I could NOT find my car. Not only did Stephanie and i WALK up and down the rows of where my car should've been parked, Erica drove us around and searched for where it might have been - multiple times. After not having any luck of the sort, I did what every mature woman would do...i called Daddy.
Dad's advice was to report the car missing (which i throughly believed at the time that is was). All three of is then hiked to Campus Security to report the missing Scotty (my car) where i turned in a written report and filed all this paper work alongside my new C.P. buddy. I was then given instructions to call North Charleston Police and report it there as well. After spending 20 minutes on the phone with a strongly Spanish accented women, i was able to report my car missing and was told that anyone seen in the vehicle would be arrested on contact. Sweet.
After being told there was nothing else to do but wait, we decided to still go to the Citadel, because gosh darn it if i'm all stressed out, a mob of cadets always makes me feel better, and Stephanie was going to drive us. Steph can not drive without her ipod though, so we had to pick that up first. As Steph pulled infront of our building, i spotted something familar.
Yes, it was my car. Parked in an upper woman's parking spot. How did it get there? I have no idea. I do not remember parking it there. The fact alone that i did not have a parking ticket was a shere miracle. After my shock was over (Dad was on the phone during this part too...i kinda went hysterical, laughing and such) i had to call back North Charleston police and cancel my report...i did not want to get arrested in my own car after all, and then i flagged down Campus Police...and on his approach he yelled , "I Found it!!!"....yeah...sure...
Needless to say, i made it to the Citadel, in my own car...and am investing in a car panick button.
Stephanie, Erica, and I were headed to the Citadel for the weekly parade. Me - being the Citadel expert and all - was the designated driver. The only thing was, my car was missing. I could NOT find my car. Not only did Stephanie and i WALK up and down the rows of where my car should've been parked, Erica drove us around and searched for where it might have been - multiple times. After not having any luck of the sort, I did what every mature woman would do...i called Daddy.
Dad's advice was to report the car missing (which i throughly believed at the time that is was). All three of is then hiked to Campus Security to report the missing Scotty (my car) where i turned in a written report and filed all this paper work alongside my new C.P. buddy. I was then given instructions to call North Charleston Police and report it there as well. After spending 20 minutes on the phone with a strongly Spanish accented women, i was able to report my car missing and was told that anyone seen in the vehicle would be arrested on contact. Sweet.
After being told there was nothing else to do but wait, we decided to still go to the Citadel, because gosh darn it if i'm all stressed out, a mob of cadets always makes me feel better, and Stephanie was going to drive us. Steph can not drive without her ipod though, so we had to pick that up first. As Steph pulled infront of our building, i spotted something familar.
Yes, it was my car. Parked in an upper woman's parking spot. How did it get there? I have no idea. I do not remember parking it there. The fact alone that i did not have a parking ticket was a shere miracle. After my shock was over (Dad was on the phone during this part too...i kinda went hysterical, laughing and such) i had to call back North Charleston police and cancel my report...i did not want to get arrested in my own car after all, and then i flagged down Campus Police...and on his approach he yelled , "I Found it!!!"....yeah...sure...
Needless to say, i made it to the Citadel, in my own car...and am investing in a car panick button.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Power Source and Humbletip
So i was right when i said that this weekend was going to be amazing! I was blessed with the 9th grade girls and with a great host family. Everyone got along with no drama and when we had our Bible studies, everyone got into it. I loved being a leader in a Dnow where i didn't have to plan, organize, or make sure everything was going to run smoothly
We had Christian rappers come in to lead part of our worship time, i'll admit i was really skeptical, but the kids really got into it and after the first "service" i was right up front with my girls starting sweet new dance moves. We also had a Christan body builders team called Power Source who did ridiculous things like tear 5 inch phone books in half and curl frying pans into a burrito =).
One of the best parts of the weekend was being able to see my friends from highschool who got to lead alongside me. It's crazy how no matter how long you've been apart, it's like you've never left each other when you get reuinted again. Johnny (my old youth pastor) even took us leaders out to lunch and it was just like old times again with being on the highschool leadership team with only a few key people not present. I look forward to the next time i'm able to head back to Fort Mill, i really miss those really good friends who have known me for years and years...plus its great to see my grandma lift logs that my grandfather can't...
We had Christian rappers come in to lead part of our worship time, i'll admit i was really skeptical, but the kids really got into it and after the first "service" i was right up front with my girls starting sweet new dance moves. We also had a Christan body builders team called Power Source who did ridiculous things like tear 5 inch phone books in half and curl frying pans into a burrito =).
One of the best parts of the weekend was being able to see my friends from highschool who got to lead alongside me. It's crazy how no matter how long you've been apart, it's like you've never left each other when you get reuinted again. Johnny (my old youth pastor) even took us leaders out to lunch and it was just like old times again with being on the highschool leadership team with only a few key people not present. I look forward to the next time i'm able to head back to Fort Mill, i really miss those really good friends who have known me for years and years...plus its great to see my grandma lift logs that my grandfather can't...
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