Wednesday, August 31, 2011

First day of school!

Today is Cody's first day of school at Erskine. He is taking a few classes this semseter and then transfering to Anderson to get his degree in Graphic Design. Yep, we'll have two graphic designers at home. I'm so proud of him though. He just goes whereever I go and doesn't complain. I hope he loves it here at Erskine.

And on that note, so far I love it. I have honestly never been able to say that I love my job but after yesterday getting to call potential students and chat with them and hear their enthusasim was so infectious. I can't wait to get more involved here and develop my student pile of incoming freshman.

I leave today for Charleston for guidance counselor fair. I have to speak in front of the counselors in that area about Erskine. I'm a little nervous but I know it'll be fine. The nervousness of others wears on me but once I get there and have to do it I know I'll be fine and then think, what was the big deal... (or I hope, ha)

My wrists have been hurting me a lot lately. It's been an ongoing pain and I think it's carpal tunnel so hopefully in the next few weeks I'll go and get that checked out. Please pray me. I had lunch at Olive Garden the other day and could barely use the utenisl to put the salad on my plate. It was pitiful. That atleast gives you a little view into how bad it is. Today they aren't so bad but I have to carry a bunch of boxes tonight so I'm scared it's going to start back up. Ek!

I haven't taken many pictures lately but once I get my office all cleaned up and fixed I'll post pics of my new place and our house. My mom is coming this weekend so I'll be cleaning for her so it should all be spick and span by the time she comes.

OHHHHH, speaking of my new home. We are currently living in a retirement community. Yes, you read that correctly. We are the only people under 55 living there... or dying there, however you want to say it. We had a crazy time with a few places we were trying to move into and actually moved into a 3bd house and then moved out 2 days later - never sign a lease until you check a place or the landlords out. Learned the hard way! Anyway, the college set us up with the retirement community b/c they had a few apartment homes available and wanted them filled so they let us stay there for the rest of the year until we find something else. Crazyness...

so yeah, that's my life in a nutshell at this moment. well, some of it. AND I wear heels atleast twice a week now... that is HUGE since I only wore them on super special occasions before. Praying my calves get to be awesome.

ok, love you guys. (especially Lauren and Michelle)

Sunday, August 28, 2011

I'm alive...

Hello blog world... it's been way too long since my last post. Let's catch up.

So many things have happened. Moved out of our apartment into a house. Moved out of the house into a new apartment. Started my new job 2 weeks ago. Got promoted after 2 weeks. Found the most amazing deli ever and ate donuts that could end wars. Painted a dresser. Spoke to a group of high school soccer girls. Made new friends. 

I am so excited about my new job. I am now the newest Admissions Counselor at Erskine College. God really shook my world up when he laid it on my heart to change professions. Being a graphic designer has always been my thing and now it's strange not being invited into conversations about publications. I am ok with it though. I find myself almost shying away from giving my opinion about designs. I kind of hate when I get asked. My new job is going to open lots of doors and allow me to meet all kinds of people. I'll be traveling a little and I really look forward to the time alone in my car being with God. It will remind me a lot of my times in college driving home to MS by myself. Those are precious times between me and God and I look forward to having that time again. I really like all of my new office mates. We are all around the same age so it's a totally different dynamic than I'm used to, which may be why I like it so much. 

Erskine is completely different than NGU and SWU. I am excited to be able to represent a college that I can really support and aren't trying to be more than they are.*(edit: one year later, I totally hate and disagree with this statement.)

My life is changing and I'm extremely happy with how things are going. It really seems like this is going to be the right fit. I miss my SWU people a lot.

Ok, that's enough for now. I'll be writing more frequently now that we are settled. 

Hope everyone is doing swell! 

I'll leave you with my favorite quote from Mad Men...

Friday, August 19, 2011

Guest Blogger: Love Notes from the Fickle Monster, Part 19


I am sunned, showered, well fed, and just plain happy this evening.
Yep, enough small talk.

You and I spend time, much of our time, staying in between, on the other side of, on the right side of, or simply in lines. Most are prescribed or enforced lines which keep us safe and on the correct side of the traffic pattern. Some lines guide us, direct us, and often encourage us toward success. Quite often lines keep us from disorder and chaos (imagine the Hot Buttery Buns section of Golden Corral after they ring the golden bell with no lines, mutiny). Some lines are drawn to serve as boundaries or borders or containment. As children, we are given sheets of paper with lines and told to color inside, applauded when we do, tarred and feathered if we don't. Dramatic. Why yes, I am.

Inevitably, lines are drawn, and tirelessly, we try to stay on the right side of them.


I memorized many lines. Words, authored by some fantastic dead guy, which held a metaphoric mirror to the world, pleading with an audience to think and perhaps change.

I stood in many lines, antsy to potty, bending to check the stalls and see if someone overlooked the empty one, praying to our sweet Lord that I won't have another 3rd grade episode.

I played ultimate frisbee and soccer and floor hockey and four square (played might be generous) inside of lines.

I followed the line leader. I've been the line leader.

I balanced on lines. I walked on the line. I wept in a line.

And, I draw lines.

Every day, I draw lines, marking my world with expectations and requesting people stay neatly within my construction. I get pissy and irritated when someone steps out, acts out, or doesn't follow, when someone fails. I allow others to do the same, and quite often, I assume lines are drawn, when negative imagination overwhelms and pollutes free space.

What a shame. What a terrible shame.

On my final day at the Boys and Girls Club this summer, I had an opportunity to tell the kids what to do. I wanted to tell them to take a nap, but instead, I decided it was time for a good old puppet show. They were given feathers and foam and glue and wiggly eyes and freedom. My instructions were simple: make a puppet, craft a story, and perform. Trust, I was really surprised when I looked around and the kids WERE ACTUALLY PARTICIPATING. The entire summer my fingers itched to rip my hair out, my eyes constantly pooled with tears, and my mind wanted to crawl into a dark place and hibernate...forever. But now, NOW....the children were following the way, and then, I saw him. He was huddled in a corner, crying, upset because his puppet was screwy and looked like a charred Lamb Chop Ka-Bob. I tried to coax him out of the corner, reminding him there were no "rules," no absolutes with this activity. His puppet could be jacked up and still be perfect. He wasn't hearing it, and he stayed, self punished, nose planted, in the corner.

He was drawing lines, assuming lines, defining good and bad and ugly, and missing out entirely on the great fun every other kid was having (and let me tell you, that did not happen often).

One of the greatest things I can do is abandon the lines. I have spent years, YEARS with my nose in the corner, crying because of lines. I am done. The spiritual deprivation is far too great, far too costly when lines hold my life, my love, and my faith together. Because let's be honest, this is all far too great to be contained by manufactured restrictions.

This holy substance is too sweet and precious and short to be destroyed or rationed or cornered.
I am heartbroken when I consider the line drawing I have done.
Sorry for the assumptions and the disappointment, for the fear and the frustration.
I am heartbroken, and I am sorry.

Today, I simply want to be with my Creator God, who reconciles and loves. The Being who draws no lines but draws only to Himself.

So, I dare myself to get my nose of out the corner, 
to put my pencil down, and 
to be present, line-less, abandoned.

Oh, and I dare you, too.


Cora Ruth Flottman is the best friend, college room8 and a complete inspiration to Sheila.
She is an actress, teacher, Christian, lover of the written word, and men who can change the tires on a car.
She blogs here every Friday (when inspired).

This was the first thing Cora wrote on her new mac. Awesome.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

1 year of marriage...

Today officially marks 1 year of wedded bliss with the mister. We spent our anniversary on Lookout mountain in a sweet little cabin with my Mother in-law and neice and nephew... we got the futon. Yep, that's right I spent my 1 year anniversary in a "studio" cabin... only walls in the cabin were for the bathroom. Needless to say, it wasn't as romantic as I would have liked but we spent time with our family there... got to go to the world's longest yard sale, went to Rock City and had a nice dinner with my friends/cousins.

You might be thinking we are crazy and I somewhat agree with you but I keep hanging on to the fact that I'll be in Jamaica in December laying on the most beautiful beach I've ever seen and sipping pina coladas. Praise the good Lord.

Marriage has been great. Of course there are your ups and downs... he scraps his teeth across his fork when he eats, I am back seat driving... both of these things cause of to get super ill with each other. We are still learning but I'm pretty sure our life has been very blessed and easy compared to others. We have great families, jobs, friends... all of which have set us up for success. We are lucky. Yes, we never have enough money and Cody is still in school and I'm the only one working, but we're happy and a good attitude goes a long way.

Today we passed a church sign that say "Where God guides, He provides"  - that could not have come at a better moment. We might possibly take a huge hit by me taking this new job. It could screw us up big time, but I believe God opened all of these doors... and guided us to this point so I am not afraid of the future. I'm excited about our 2nd year of marriage and this new chapter we are embarking on.

Thank you to all of our friends and family who have supported and loved us this past year... and the past four that we've been together.

To my wonderful husband, I am beyond happy that I get to be your wife and walk this life with you. You are an amazing man that loves me more than I deserve. Thank you for letting me chase my dreams and believing in me. I love you.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Monday, August 1, 2011

Like sands through the hour glass.... so are the days of our lives

My sister was named after Kayla Brady on Days of our Lives. Who were you named after?

So yesterday's news was pretty terrible. Shocking. Please continue praying for Adam and Hope.

BUT on another note though, I have some good news.

I am the new admissions coordinator for Erskine College in Due West, South Carolina! Here is the building my office will be in!

It is a beautiful campus. I was so surprised to see just how amazing it was. I never expected it. It is a small Presbyterian college. I interviewed on Friday morning and they offered me the job Friday afternoon. It has been a whirlwind weekend of thoughts and trying to get things organized to make the decision. 

I made the announcement today at work so for the next two weeks I'll be tying up loose ends here and packing up our little apartment. I will miss the kids here so much. I am sad to leave some of my best friends... especially Amy, John, Megan, Emily, Amanda and Arianne. 

Can't wait to see what God has in store for us in the coming semester. Pray for us as we make this transition! 


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