London Countdown: 9 days

Ok, so lots has happened, and then again, not much of anything has happened since last I wrote. I’ve been doing things to get ready for my trip. I visted my extended family in Alabama to say goodbye before leaving. I’ve bught a few things I should need. I’ve checked into ways to pack my whole closet into a small suitcase, etc. However, I still have heard nothing about my student visa. I double checked the visa web site, which had a new notification on it about visas now taking 15 business days to process instead of 10 days. OK, well 15 days from the time that I submitted my application would be this Wednesday. So, let’s keep the prayers up and fingers crossed that it comes by then.

In other issues, Lara, my guide dog puppy that I’ve been raising came back to me early!! She was away in Athens in a kennel because she started her first cycle, and it’s a rule that all guide dogs in her program have to be kenneled for the time of her cycle. I wasn’t expecting her back until this week, but she was released over the weekend, so I have her for a whole week instead of just one weekend!! I’m so excited!!

Lara and I went to visit my home church yesterday morning. It was actually a pretty great reunion. I’ve been in contact with my old youth minister throughout the summer, but I usually traveled to Athens every weekend and missed out on visiting the church on Sundays. Then when I wasn’t there on Sunday, I felt awkward about visiting later in the week. But luckily, Jim and Ammy greated me warmly and prayed with me about London. It was some much needed prayer. I can’t remember the last time I personally prayed with someone. I mean really praying, you know? Not just around a dinner table, saying a few quick words of thanks, but real prayer, expecting tangible results. That’s what made it so good on Sunday.

So, of course my mother is worried more than anyone about my visa not getting here in time and is planning on what I should do if it doesn’t come, ,but you know what? I;ve come to an understanding that no matter what happens, it will be alright. The Lord has His plan for me, and though I clearly have no idea where it leads, I’ll trust that He will guide me where He wants me to be, and I shall be very happy where ever that is. So, I’ve decided that I’m not going to worry. I’m not going to plan. I’m going to pray and start packing for London, and if that doesn’t happen, then I’ll simply unpack and pray some more.

London Countdown: 25 Days

I am quite frustrated. Apparently, London is one of the most expensive cities in the world…yay. I know that I shouldn’t worry about such things. I’ve seen God provide materialistic things for people before. It’s just that it’s hard not to worry when you can’t see the end result. I guess it’s human nature, but that doesn’t set my mind at ease. I feel like I can’t even be excited about going to London because of everything else that’s worrying me. It feels like Catch-22, and it’s driving me crazy.

On the bright side, I had a great weekend. I spent it with two of my best friends, and we did basically nothing. It was fantastic! I wish every weekend could be a blissful. However, since I have so much lined up for this next week: mostly last minute doctors appointments to make sure that everything’s good and applying for scholarships (an endless, exhausting search), I have little else to report for today. So without further ado, goodnight, and may your day have been much less annoying than mine.

Kaylee

Going to London Countdown: Day 27

Well, yesterday was my last day of work at Abbott Animal Hospital, my summer job. I decided I wanted to stop a bit before I leave for London, just to relax a bit and have more time to work on finding out everything I can about what I’m doing. I am still clueless, but luckily, I can learn quickly whilst feeling like I’m leaping off a cliff.

If you don’t know, I am going to London to work on a veterinary science degree. Why London? Well, it’s a long story, but basically, though I applied to a few schools, London was the only one that accepted me. However, the thing that convinced me to accept their offer was the dozen or so little things that happened between me and Christ during the application process. I don’t know why, but I truly feel that this is where He’s leading me.

Now that I’ve finally had a chance to breath a bit, I have had a chance to read over most of the information given to me about life in London, and I discovered something I hadn’t realized: I have to live in the center of a city. I mean, I knew Camden was in the center of London, but living in the middle of a huge city had never really dawned on me before. It may be hard to find a tree or grass anywhere!

I suddenly had a new-found fondness for my home in Georgia, where you can play in your big front yard with your dogs, or take a 15 minute drive and find a big field somewhere. Where you have common courtesy, fried chicken,  Southern hospitality, and warm Sunday mornings at a little white church where everyone knows your name. I don’t even take advantage of all of these things, though they’re if I need them. Will I be able to find any of these things there?

When I visited NY earlier this year, I thought to myself, “How could anyone live in a city like this, with cement all around them, unable to see the sun and the sky due to the vast number of skyscrapers towering over them?” Then I went with a group of kids my age to a newly-founded church, and I’ve never seen so many people on fire for Christ! That’s when I made a promise to myself: I could and would live in the middle of a city if the Lord wanted me to, but only if I had a church like that! I know that you can’t really made deals with God, but I figured that He didn’t mind this one.

Well, I may not have everything planned out yet, but hey, where would the adventure be if I knew every step, right? Wish me luck and pray, by all means, please pray for me! I’m going to need all the help I can get because I definitely CANNOT do this on my own!

Thanks! Much Love,

Kaylee

Broke my bone, but not my heart!

Ok, well for those of you who were worried, don’t be I AM alive. I went down on my foot the wrong way during the final part of the finale of the final show in Restoration (great timing, right?). I knew it was broken because I couldn’t wiggle my small toe or flex my foot without pain. Thank you so much to everyone who helped me down stairs and with my stuff. I love you guys! My roommate took me to the hospital and I had a fun time making jokes with the nurses (Katelyn was a help with the fun aspect as well) and was able to tell several of them about Restoration!

The doctor first thought it was something to do with a ligament along the edge of the foot that’s common among dancers, but when he took the x-ray, he said it was quite impressed with the fracture. for all of you science geeks out there like me, it was a spiral fracture along the 5th metatarsal shaft. That means it looks much like the picture here, except it’s on a small foot bone shaped similarly to the bone here. It’s actually kind of a pretty picture! but the way that the doctor explained it, he said that this particular type of fracture on this particular bone is extremely rare, but by the looks of the way in which it fractured, it should heal fine on its own! Coincidence? I think not! I may have been hurt physically, but in the best possible way!

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Baptism- A new beginning as a new creature

baptismI’ve been doing a lot of thinking since Sunday at Watkinsville. First of all, let me say how amazing Sunday morning was at Watkinsville! About 27 people were baptized, making a public statement of their faith there in front of the congregation! plus, we took the Lord’s supper, which again was the most moving experience I have had at Watkinsville yet. The baptisms, however, got me thinking about my own life.

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Ode to P

playing her amazing concert

playing her amazing concert

P, I know you’ll appreciate this. It’s just that I’m so proud of yout vast valent and hope to bask in the glory of your rays. I do this because I love you, and I would be utterly selfish to keep your gifts all to myself rather than sahring them with others. Therefore, I lift my Kahlua glass to you, P. This one’s for you.

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Snuggle buddies

Snuggle buddies

Fun with Kahlua

kahlua-recipes

The engaging aspect of the flash player graphics of the website is the final method of persuasion that the company uses to target its young audience. Young adults whom have recently reached the drink age are encouraged through the site to follow that curiosity that the drinking world brings. In fact, that it one of Kahlua’s advertising quotes: “Explore your curiosity.” The site offers several opportunities for its viewers to do so. Someone could open a recipe book and be able to turn the pages to see the next mixed drink, or someone could go straight to the bar and talk to the bartender by taking what is labeled as “The Kahlua Challenge”. kahlua-challenge

This “challenge” is an interactive type of quiz, where an attractive bartender asks you to pick a drink and help her make the drink by telling her what ingredient to add first and what type of glass to use. After exploring the options, I realized that the answer to the first question -what ingredient to add first- was always Kahlua! The site also offers its visitors to explore funny commercials, old ads, party suggestions, as well as view all Kahlua products by spinning a 3-D turn table. All that you have to do is click one of the pop-up icons along the menu and explore the clickable links that you are offered. This interactivity engages and entertains, keeping the young viewer at the site for a longer period of time, thus allowing the silent messages to sink in and hopefully persuading them to drink some Kahlua and tell their friends about its greatness.

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