Look Out, Kids!

the glories of small towns

2008-08-14T13:22:00.001-05:00

, originally uploaded by wheresthegiant.

attention sienna (and all other lovers of drew's hair)

2008-05-08T17:54:00.001-05:00

Drew Got His Hair Cut, originally uploaded by jamesmurrayharrison.

..but it looks so good

aubrensienna and kyrieanna

2008-05-06T00:04:00.003-05:00

we'll be splitting again. no longer 'lookout kids' but aubrensienna and kyrieanna.
kyrie's blog will be up and running soon... for now though, i've posted.

click on www.aubrensienna.blogspot.com

and comment!

we two like bot.

2008-04-27T07:37:00.006-05:00

(bot is good. naturally good. no artificial flavoring, sweetners, or preservatives. low in sugar and vitamin fortified.)

Those are the words on the side of my water bottle that are coming out from a little speech bubble from that little red bot man. There's also an grape bot man and an orange bot man. Michael and I have decided that although grape bot's the cutest, orange bot definitely taste the best. I don't normally like flavored water but this stuff is amazing. There's something about it that's different then the rest of those flavored water disasters and whether it's the adorable little bot man on the front or not, I'm in love with it. I was walking through greenlife (organic) grocery store (me and michael's new favorite place to be) and i spotted these little bot characters on the shelf. I'm a sucker for advertising and this bottle had totally out done the rest on it's shelf so I bought it and drove back to school to show michael. He likes them too now and since that first little grape bot experience for me in greenlife he's gotten me berry bot and orange bot and they're are too cute to throw away. go try one! now. your whole disposition will perk up, if not for the taste (which surely it will), it will be from that little bot man.
I just can't get enough of him.

(note: you can refill bot 9 times and it taste like flavored bot every time! only 9 times though.)

he likes sushi too

2008-04-22T11:36:00.005-05:00

me and eric both have this diehard love of sushi so we discovered a way to enjoy the goodness without suffering the major dent it puts in wallets. This is the third time we've put this whole thing together--with the beloved additon of avacados because they are back in season baby. The whole thing costs only about $10 once you have the rice and rice vinegar. and it's pretty quick to put together. especially if you have a working, fully functional kitchen. eric and me fumble around in my tiny little bathroom thawing the shrimp, use whatever plates we can find (rubber ducky ones this last time.), make our own strainers with pocket knives and plastic plates and cut up the ingredients with found butter knives or his swiss army knift.

anway, it all comes together quite well and tastes so good. and we make taco-style sushi using the seaweed squares as the taco. it's the same taste as the rolls with less time and no chopsticks (although i don't mind using them.)

this last time we tried to get some ginger and go for the real deal. we bought a little ginger root for 27 cents just to try it out. that root is so deceiving! it's really powerful stuff. if you ever try it, use shavings of it! we sort of just sliced it but it was way too painfully spicy. we had to throw it out. sad, i know.

how it should be done

2008-04-18T11:26:00.001-05:00

, originally uploaded by braebrae.

how bout we all dress our children like this when they're young. no matching, no rules, just a patchwork of lovely things any way they want. i think it does so much for people to know they abide by no man-made rules when it comes to clothing. opens up so many more doors if petty restrictions can be decimated. (is that a word?)

Helen

2008-04-16T09:38:00.002-05:00

Helen & Her Kick-A Bag, originally uploaded by jamesmurrayharrison.

this is my friend Helen (Muriel!) Miller and her killer bag that her boyfriend, james, got for her. i found this shot and just had to share it with you guys.

i just want to say

how much i love this girl,

how fantastic i think this shot is and

how much i now want a timbuk2 bag so i can be hot stuff too.

my new look. (for mother boat and brae)

2008-04-12T10:39:00.003-05:00

yesterday after all classes were said and done and the weekend was well on it's pretty little way, michael and I hopped in the death star (his car:) with Lett Eye Care as our destination. It may not seem like an exciting place to go on a friday evening but we've been looking forward to it for two weeks of something. I've had my glasses since middle school and they're still presh to me and I was fine with them but the prescription was beginning to get blurry and well, the style wasn't so up to date...

so we spent our rainy afternoon at the eye doctors leafing through versace and dolce and gabana eyeglasses (!) and a little umbrella/starbucks/java chip frap action afterward.

oh how i love fridays.
(oh and i cut my bangs to little boy length!)

2008-04-10T10:53:00.003-05:00

We got to be Princesses for an evening!

at elizabeth caroline cain's birthday party at greenlife! and i even got to be arial... my very favorite (and the name my father almost chose for me!) happy 19th liz-- !

butterfly bot

2008-04-05T12:11:00.009-05:00

i was researching for a paper due in a couple days and kyrie just walked into our little carter room with a butterfly on her shoulder. she found him outside in the rain, fluttering around on the ground with a broken left wing. Chalice wasn't too enthused but kyrie and I have played with this little guy for the last hour and now he's resting on kyrie's dried roses sitting in the cloudy lit window cill. kyrie's convinced he will die in the next hour which makes me sad since i attach so quicky and we've already named him and taken 30 pictures. kyrie placed him on the flowers and said sweetly... "aww... he likes it there. he's found such a pretty place to die." why are butterflies so pretty and sweet and why do left wings have to break and butterflies have to die?

i named him bot.

2008-03-24T15:22:00.006-05:00

jump little children
this is what me and sienna did for

easter break.
well part of it.
we also ate good southern food, played ping pong (spankpong), went for walks, ate ice pops, watched way to many episodes of lost, laid in the sun, slept in late, wrestled on the couch, napped, played with rabbits (taught my rabbit how to play dead in my arms. endlessly funny) and just good old time at the Kendal house. it was such a summertime weekend.

got to michael's flickr to see more jumping shots :)

2008-03-16T21:40:00.010-05:00

dress up time!

2008-03-11T19:47:00.003-05:00

i can feel it

Beautiful Day, Beautiful Gals, originally uploaded by jamesmurrayharrison.

Spring is creeping up. today and yesterday are the first warm days here at covenant in a forever long time and i'm loving it! although my wardrobe isn't learning how to catch up. it took me an hour to get dressed today and i was still uncomfortable with myself. I was burning up in drawing class and shivering on the way back to my room. and when walking down to the mailroom i wasn't sure whether to stop and stand in the warm sunshine or run for the door because the breeze was shooting up my sleeves and through my jeans. My body always takes a beating during these transition times.

but it's oh so worth it.

(these are my two friends, helen and lisa, peeking out of their bedroom window for james)

-kyrie

2008-03-11T06:31:00.004-05:00

everyone can carry on except for we two

this post is mostly for mom.
but also for the rest of you
who want to know what i did
with my week of break.

There arn't many photos but hopefully
enough to satisfy the mother.
They're all on Eric's Flickr site:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/12695379@N03/

ps. i'm not sure why i wrote this entry in poetry form.

2008-02-25T12:14:00.004-05:00

Spring Break-ness

spring break is only one week away. i'm sure it will feel longer when wednesday comes around..when i get a feel for how slow days go by. right now, on monday, i'm feeling like it's tomorrow. no school, no great hall, no meeting eric in carter lobby cause of closed dorms, no more walking in the freezing cold with a very heavy back pack. we get a break from it all for a whole week. i'll miss my people but there wonderful-ness in that too.

maybe i'll come back with a few more freckles. oh the thought!
although i don't know how much sun colorado has to offer.

my marian.

2008-02-17T18:54:00.005-05:00

this is my little one, an amazing one, an inspiring and talented one, a kind and humble one, one of the most thoughtful ones in the world, a busy and beautiful one... this one is marian chalice. my little sister and i get to see her in 2 weeks. and this photo brings me so close to tears... (taken by annie huntington)

i love waking up to flowers on my window sill.

2008-02-16T10:56:00.008-05:00

what i woke up to. he picked out the vase himself. said everyone else was getting the glass ones but he didn't think they were cool so he got me this striped one. so cool! and sweet.

the note. i was very confused and looked over at the Overlook instead and couldn't see anything so i called sienna and she told me where to look: "open the window and look down."

what i found: he'd put together a sign that said "happy valentines day. dinner tonight?"this photo was taken the day after. it was perfectly intact when i saw it.

my beautiful flowers! never thought i'd be the type to love a dozen roses. turns out i definently am!

my valentine. yesss!

hay, twinkle lights & dancing

2008-02-09T12:35:00.001-05:00

Kyr & Hel, originally uploaded by jamesmurrayharrison.

Eric took me to a ho-down last night. i thought it'd be really dorky and i'd have a hard time getting into it but it turned out to be SO FUN! i was laughing pretty much the entire time. my cheeks hurt from smiling. it's such a funny type of dancing and really confusing with the "caller" guy telling you what moves to do in cowboy lingo and in a really thick accent. there's like 100 of us and one of him and none of us knew what we doing. everyone's just sorta banging into each other and getting really dizzy for the first like five minutes of each song (or through the whole thing).

we did the electric slide to "she thinks my tractor's sexy" song--yikes!! didn't realize it til the chorus came on and was suddenly like "what am i doing??"

don't mess

2008-02-05T16:47:00.000-05:00

the more eighties skate nights come along the more i wish i'd been born alittle bit before 1988 so i really could've soaked up the whole leg warmer, neon color, crazy hair, bright makeup, big earrings, decorate-every-part-of-yourself-to-the-max thing. i'm starting to get the hang of it and it's a little bit fun.

UNO attack!

2008-02-03T15:40:00.001-05:00

Uno Attack!, originally uploaded by eleanor.ryan.

the group before eighties skate night. not our usual friday getup i promise (though it could become that. something thrilling about wearing all neon colors and everything besides a tshirt and jeans) i think i'm going to crimp my hair more often. nothing like a little texture in my flatter-that-flat hair. what you do guys think?

clockwise from top: karin, dan, sienna, sarah (new friend. owner of hair crimper) eric and me.

note: we have tons more eighties photo. just hold tight. they will come.

comingsoon - noworries!

2008-01-30T08:18:00.000-05:00

i got my hands on a camera so that means pictures will be coming soon. i just need time to upload and edit.
but just so you know, well just mother really. they're coming!

-sienna&kyr

2008-01-22T23:53:00.000-05:00

snowy-snow

it snowed last thursday night and we hard-core played in it from about 9 to 2:30 in the morning thinking school would be canceled the next day! (sadly we only had a 2-hour delay) I don't think I've ever sled so hard in my life.... my body is still sore!

I do love the snow
but I'm starting
to itch
for the flowers and warm breeze of spring.
come soon spring.
come soon.

cokes&jokes

2008-01-15T12:25:00.001-05:00

we went to scott's on saturday night and it was (so) good to be with everyone again... we ooed and aaad at planet earth & watched a little human tetris on youtube, played some scrabble and feasted on quacamolie - avocados are back in season!!! little Wit is getting bigger, kicking like crazy and can hear our voices and dream dreams now!

my friends = the best kind.

swept away

2008-01-13T20:52:00.000-05:00

i got back home tonight around 7:30 and dropping my three heavy bags, I plopped down on my soft bed and buried by cold feet in blankets and wool socks. (it's freezing again and I walked bear foot all the way across campus cause the heels i was wearing all day were hurting my little toesies.) after returning jessie's shirts, browsing through bethany's photographs and returning chewy's iron I settled back into my room and facing my little white macintosh I wondered how I was going to memorize 150 Spanish words for tomorrow's class and write the rest of my book review. my eyelids felt like rocks. my sunday had been beautiful so far... a new city morning, lunch at the drexlers, a little uno
attack, miles davis' 19 minute track, a drive to makay's and even a double cheeseburger at mcdonalds with michael... homework just wasn't fitting in.

but then brae sent me a g-chat message with this song. and it swept me away. turned my mood around. my energy soared and my mind came alive. I wanted to be at this girl's concert... this girl named santogold. tonight wouldn't be that night but spanish suddenly didn't seem so bad and the book review would come together cause santogold would keep be company and keep my eyelids wide open!

i really love music.

(this isn't a music video but you can hear it. click this.)

colorado me

2008-01-08T16:54:00.001-05:00

2008_0107yes0034, originally uploaded by E.R. Bushaw.

this is me snowboarding..well, on the lift getting ready to go back down the slope. don't i look happy? i wasn't always that happy, believe me. it's tough stuff learning how to board.!

check out eric's blog to see more snaps of CO. just got back yesterday from that place yesterday and had a wonderful time bouncing around in the mountains. such a different place than cambridge!

a ringing phone beside me

2008-01-07T01:05:00.000-05:00

i walked into my room and took a deep breath with this half sort of smile. it was so beautiful ... everything neat and tidy and pictures and warm colors all around. i really have made a haven out of this little square of a room. carter 215. i plugged in my yellow and pink twinkle lights and pushed play to ingrid michaelson, unpacked just a few things and got in the shower. i can't figure out whether I'm happy to be back or not. break has left me content and peaceful and I am nervous to venture again into the world of alarm clocks and long tedious reading material. i'm scared I'll drown again in strings of writer's block sentences, the complexity of doctrine teaching, and the hustle of trying to fit in lunch somewhere between everything.

i'm lying on my bed trying to relax a bit, taking deep breaths about changing my schedule tomorrow. there's a couple of classes i need to drop and some i need to add and it's a bit crucial and the records office intimidates me and i just wish kyrie was sleeping with me tonight. but it's okay... because she will be back tomorrow and what a blessing this room is, this laptop, my bible and my shower and vincent and kiko and the multiple reunions of friends that have surrounded me today. i'm thankful and grateful the more I think about it for a nervousness because now I must trust God and I already feel his hand close beside whispering to be still. to know. he is able. these things are good... and what a blessing to spend this past week in south carolina, visiting friends and meeting good people, setting off my first firework and feeling the backfire of my first gun shot... what a happy week of many people and fellowship before school started back up, breathing in a healthy dose of reality. i am grateful right now and relieved to be sitting indian style on my bed right now with pink sheets underneath and a ringing phone beside me that says kyrie is calling.

she gave me a locket

2007-12-25T13:35:00.000-05:00

i've never had a locket and have always wanted one. i think they're such a whimsical piece of jewelry. not flashy or expensive; just meaningful and cute and totally personal. so now, whenever i miss sienna on campus ( you know if i haven't seen her in the last 30 minutes) i can open up my necklace and see her face. it's a beautiful idea. just wish it could somehow fit seven faces.

2007-12-23T11:33:00.001-05:00

kool kiko

lowen came home yesterday with kiko and vincents christmas gifts!!! they were the first presents under our undecorated tree. kyrie and i couldn't wait until christmas morning...the suspense got the best of us. so we opened them round midnight after everyone went to bed. she made us these kool bracelits with burned messages on them and pretty dangly bird earrings... all handmade by my cousin: kiko takata howard.

(she's way kool)

thanks kiko and vincent!

dance magic, dance.

2007-12-21T11:28:00.001-05:00

this daft punk video made it on pitchfork's top 50 videos of the year...i was watching bits and pieces of other favorites but this one had me the whole way through...and not so much for it's great footage (not quite sure why it got best video) but for it's hot beats. they had me moving and wishing i was there! it's long.. so just push play, turn up the volume, and do something around the house for 5 minutes.

then it reminded me of a precious commercial gap put out some years ago with juliette lewis and daft punk.

watch it. and dance around. then watch it again. and dance around some more.

2007-12-21T11:21:00.001-05:00

2007-12-18T15:25:00.000-05:00

my lin came for a visit.
a christmas visit.

she's back from her new home in north dakota and it's perfect timing since kyrie and i are home and christmas time is almost here. her ben will be here on sunday but for now kyrie and i get to steal her company. her cheer and her glow will complete any christmas season and i'm so glad she can be a part of mine. I love these two pictures from her wedding and wanted to share them...

2007-12-17T11:54:00.001-05:00

put the lights on the tree

Put the lights on the tree

Put the ribbon on the wreath

Call your grandma on the phone

If she's living all alone

Tell her Jesus Christ is here

Tell her she has none to fear

If she's crying on the phone

Tell her you are coming home

La la la la la la la

(-sufjan stevens)

mom's been decorating 5 talbot for christmas time. Pax, Chali, and her actually did it a couple days before kyrie and i got home. the night we got back after our 16 hour excursion from the mountain we walked into a home that i always seem to see with news eyes each time i return. I walk in the door and breathe it all in...jember's at my heels and pax is asleep on the couch. it's a home...my home...and even though it was only two and half weeks since thanksgiving something about that time made it a couple years. the trees around are home are magical. my home is so cozy. my mother is amazing. my father, so creative...my little sister, beautiful and pax so loving. he had beaded necklaces all wrapped and waiting for kyrie and i when we walked in. there are candles in the windows, garlands strewn about, twinkle lights in every room and a combination of sujan and amy grant's christmas songs play from the living room. mom has made this place a christmas haven...she has the touch.

this morning I thought to look up this sufjan christmas song on youtube and to my delight there was actually a video and very dear one at that. click THIS to hear a refreshing christmas jingle that's been filling the howard home.

back with chali-

2007-12-15T00:31:00.001-05:00

exams are done and after a 16 hour car ride we are finally back with the family and the sisterhood has been reunited. well almost, we're still waiting for braebrae.

this video may be a bit on the obnoxious side to a few of you but but i love it alot and laugh that real kinda laugh every time... it's three of us, authentically unaware and in our element. we were on our way home from annapolis and the sirens started and instead of just going home we decided to follow the noise and smoke. and we taped the little excursion for some reason...

2007-12-13T14:28:00.000-05:00

"if you tuwn him tail, him wings fwap."
Pax said this when he was a little guy, when he still couldn't quite pronounce his r's and l's. We were at Mcdonalds and there was a dragon toy in the happy meal bag. I remember Aunt Pamela was there, Brae and Kyrie too. We never went to Macdonald's. Happy Meals were like Christmas Morning and the whole concept of a free toy with your meal was unbelievable. Pax dived inside the bag and his little fist emerged with this confusing looking toy that none of us could figure out how to work. We all fiddled with it until Pax, with his insanely cute voice and disposition, perked up and said "when you tuwn him tail, him wings fwap!!!" He was right. we turned the tail and those wings flapped... and all of you who didn't know Pax when he was a little guy, well, you really missed out.

I thought of that story when I found these prints by a philly artist on etsy.com. I sort of fell in love with them right away. I now want to go find some land, buy it and build myself a home and then go online, type in etsy.com and purchase these dear prints. And then maybe I'll them hang in my bathroom or maybe above the coat rack so people will see them when they walk in the door. maybe they'll look better on the left side of the mantle or somewhere in the kitchen. i'm not sure.

you should check out the rest of her work on ETSY though. click here.
(mrs. kate, I totally see these prints in your store...yeahyeah?)
and check out the rest of etsy while you're at it. it's a good little christmas spot.

2007-12-12T12:33:00.000-05:00

[pray]please

one more exam left and it's my hardest one... my motivation is slipping and my desire to play and be with chalice, pax, and my parents is growing stronger by the minute. but i need to focus and dive into doctrine.

so please pray that I will.

(kyrie and i both take our last one tomorrow at 10:30)

2007-12-10T10:20:00.000-05:00

she wins. fair and square.
for 2007 Cutest Mother Award! Ashley Wingo...aka The mother I want to be (someday)! Ashley, (just for the record) i admire who you are and the way you love your children, your family, your home. I meant for this to be a "look how cute she is" post but really it's more then that. You are quite the role model to me... thank you for showing so many people what love is. your combination of godliness, creativity, and unswerving and eager devotion to zara, jude, and joel inspire me everyday. keep sharing...you influence and motivate the lives of more people then you know. i'm only one. love,sienna

isn't she wonderful

2007-12-09T21:21:00.001-05:00

chal & abbi, originally uploaded by wheresthegiant.

and a million other things. chalice danced in the nutcracker and i missed it! so ! upsetting

4S takes 1st place!!!

2007-12-07T10:28:00.000-05:00

Wednesday night was Carter Christamas. 11 or 12 halls pick a theme and compleatly transform their hall... usually all the preparing starts days before. But our hall got together after dinner (2 hours before it started!) came up with a plan, divided and conquered... as best we could. The lamps kept crashing to the floor, the paper shredder overheated, the twinkle lights kept burning out, the mariah carey christmas cd wouldnt' stop skipping, the streamers wouldn't stick to the wall, our Mrs. Clause went missing, and we couldn't find a red hat for our Santa. The night was looking bleak and the hall next to us couldn't have looked better!!! it was so stressful... ! Somehow we managed to pull it together though... our theme was the North Pole and Santa's workshop.... Kyrie was a doll, I was an elf... and somehow we won 1st place (for the 2nd year in a row) and I can't believe it! (Bethany was "Homemaker Barbie" in that top picture)

Kyrie in the North Pole!

Police Barbie.

my bacon bits.

2007-12-04T14:07:00.001-05:00

"Friends are the bacon bits

in the salad bowl of life."

becoming more aware

2007-11-29T13:25:00.000-05:00

i'm becoming more and more aware of my inabilities. It's humbling and it's exhausting. school is difficult and the future is intimidating. right now i don't know how to write. it's rather simple but i think i've forgotten how. I've feel like I've had this mental block for the last 2 months and i'm ready to be done with it. I haven't had many opportunities to write but when I do i always wish for a more interesting topic and dissapoint myself by what i produce. i long for my hands to dance furiously on the keyboard, awakening my tired eyes and leaving the coffee beside me to grow cold. I long to be inspired and to be lost in words and ideas again. But i'm buried in classes with reading i struggle to grasp and drowning in understanding a language not my own... (i forget that school isn't all enjoyable and much of it is a fight)

this morning I started a paper about Christ' act of redemption in our lives and his constant faithfulness to someone as unfaithful and wishful as I. I wish for all sorts of things and forget the incredible reality of love i live in. This afternoon as I sit in a small cubicle in the back of the library I have been reminded by an article i've come across that even in my struggles to understand my assignments and even in my anxieties of the future, amidst my tired eyes, mental blocks, and cold coffee... i am blessed that i live in a glorious reality of an unfailing love and under the intentional and watching eye of my creator...

"Why am I so blessed? I am blessed, because in the most painful moment in human history, Jesus willingly subjected himself to the rejection of his father....In this unthinkable moment of substitution, the Trinity was torn apart as the Father turned away from the Son. Now, here's what you and I have to understand; Jesus was willing to suffer the horrible rejection of his Father so that you and I would never, ever have to experience it ourselves." -Paul Tripp

postbysienna.

my time in Atlanta

2007-11-29T12:24:00.001-05:00

pictures now, words later.

these are from the Missions Conference i went to in Atlanta GA two weeks ago, by the way.

off to lunch!!

car time means photo time

2007-11-26T15:26:00.001-05:00

thought i'd give you guys a glimpse of the back row of the van we rode home and back to school in. The ride home was 13 hours because of countless jams we got it. I didn't mind. That just means 13 hours i wasn't at covenant. We lost our minds, returned to sanity and then lost them again. I think the last two hours i laughed nonstop at nothing imparticular and had a pounding headache. Eric was suffering from a bad stomach ache in silence and sienna was curled up in a tight ball by the window, trying to escape from it all by talking to Liz Anne. oh the joys of car time!

returning hasn't been as horribly bad as i thought it would be. I've seen the smiling, fresh faces of my friends and already revised a paper, researched for another paper and written two paragraphs on my funeral for ceramics class. I'm making progress and i feel motivated. that is a huge blessing!!

thank you family for such a comfortable time at home. reassuring to know i've got such a sturdy, quirky and loving home base.

home for thanksgiving.

2007-11-25T02:04:00.000-05:00

leaving again in four hours.

2007-11-22T21:38:00.000-05:00

gingkos gone.

the wind blew strong last night and left the little gingko in our front yard without its leaves. they were so bright and yellow yesterday, attached beautifully to each baby branch of our three year seedling. it was sad when i looked outside this morning to it's naked branches but a pretty yellow circle of leaves decorated the floor below. papa wanted us to collect the good leaves and bring them in... who knows, maybe one will go inside some christmas cards this year and maybe your family will get lucky. maybe.

postbysienna.

2007-11-21T11:37:00.000-05:00

Merry Christmas!
Kyrie and I got our pictures taken a couple weeks ago for our church's directory and they sent us all the proofs online. man! they crack me up everytime... they just sent us this christmas email encouraging us to order one for the family christmas card...
they've totally airbrushed them. funny funny.
get a laugh.
we did!

so corney! it's great...

2007-11-19T20:27:00.001-05:00

we're going home tomorrow!
and our smiles are this big!
i just finished my last paper and kyrie's almost done her last mug...

happy thanksgiving everyone.
love, sienna & kyrie

a warm night

2007-11-16T14:28:00.001-05:00

when tobi visited last weekend we all went out to this restaurant on Saturday night. the girls hadn't heard of it... we wanted sushi but the boys couldn't' afford it so we let them make the decision. scott came up with "Piece of Pizza" or whatever it's called. None of us had heard of it. THe boys were warmly acquainted though. we put up a little fight to the idea of pizza but gave in after serious hunger began setting in. We pulled into this place and the boys got out and started walking in and the girls just sat in the car for awhile thinking of other places we could go... it was so sketch looking! so not homey looking...so not cute looking. It looked loud and smoky and noisy kids ran around everywhere... we reluctantly went in after a little persuasion and all this to say our boys know how to pick a good restaurant. The pizza was SO wonderful... feta cheese and artichoke, thin crust with sun dried tomatoes! and the pictures make it look even more warm and wonderful then it actually was! i love pictures. enjoy.

i think this last ones really funny!!.. we weren't really this miserable. think we both had a headache or something and kyrie wouldnt' put down the camera.

2007-11-13T20:34:00.000-05:00

hi. welcome to room 405.
(aka: sienna's space).

Kyrie posted her room a couple days ago and I finally got around to taking some shots of mine...two doors down. I never say this but it's a mess! a big messymess! like record big. like mounds of clothes under, over, and on my bed, and spilling onto my desk big. like nasty spoons and used coffee filters littering the place big. like trash overflowing in the bathroom and dirty towels all over the place big. my poor room has been a bit neglected this semester but the twinkle lights and the coffee maker are still visible and that's enough for me...

kyrie made this(!)

(thankyou papa! :)

2007-11-12T19:46:00.000-05:00

Aren't they amazing!?

dipped in moonshine

2007-11-11T09:17:00.000-05:00

"If I had words to make a day for you
I'd sing you a morning, golden and new
I would make this day last for all time
Give you a night dipped in moon shine."

I wish I came up with that line..."give you a night dipped in moon shine". This is the song on Babe when he's singing in the house and dancing all around. I've been trying to get my hands on the dvd to watch that part again. It's one of those glorious scenes and one of my friends had it in her head the other night and we kept singing it throughout the evening. It's been stuck in my head ever since. The tune completes it... and that last line.

click HERE to listen.

tobi came!

2007-11-10T14:07:00.001-05:00

tobi dear flew all the way from vegas this weekend to come see the fam! The boys picked her up Thursday night and brought her back safely to 4th south around 4:30am... Last night was spent sipping coffee, sharing artichoke soup, listening to tales of drew and jonathan's train hopping excursions, climbing fences, creeping through construction sites...and finally returning to "The Cave" (the yearbook room) to mirror old times. weekends are really wonderful and even more wonderful are those rare friends that really resemble family more than any others...those friends who with their calming company and artichoke soup have woken me up when I've been asleep far too long and just refreshed and reminded me of what a blessing this mountain is. Sometimes I forget, actually a lot of times I forget and thats why it's so good to have friends who remind.

joys of music

2007-11-05T17:59:00.001-05:00

taryn just sent me this photo from last semester on one of our taryn-eric-kyrie starbucks runs. i think we used to go monday afternoons and just hang out in the big study room that stretches between the main coffee shop and a parking garage next door. we'd bring our books and squeeze out a good amount of studying while downing our personally-designed starbucks drinks. once the minds were tired and the our cups empty or partly full of cold coffee we'd slide into easy conversation and leave our books abandoned on our laps or the coffee tables in front of us.

are things romanticized in retrospect? probably so. that's the beauty of it.

2007-11-04T18:15:00.000-05:00

whereWEcomefrom

I like this picture so much that i decided to post it again...
reasons i like it:

a. chali's insanely beautiful dress
b. brae's elbow swooping under Pax's chin
c. the SKY!
d. motherboat's pretty skin
e. the sandwhich of lime-kelly-lime combination
f. my stupidly over-excited face

reason i don't like it:

a. lowlow's missing

...and that's really ashame since today is his bithday and this happens to be the post I publish on his day...

the proof.

2007-11-02T10:28:00.000-05:00

we're still alive. here's the proof.
this was last friday after a blackwatch disco dance... all sweaty and pasty! ugh. winter is setting in....
so fun though!

documenting the mundane. it's my favorite.

2007-10-30T17:03:00.000-05:00

For extra credit for my Introduction To Literature class my teacher told us we could attend a reading of an author\Alaskan fisher woman, Leslie Fields who would be visiting our campus. I can never pass up an opportunity to be read to so i went at 7:30 pm last thursday. Here's my paper. It's due tomorrow.

Leslie Leyland Fields is a small woman. When I heard "a fisher woman from Alaska," I half expected her to appear in overalls and a plaid shirt underneath, the smell of the sea and salt still lingering on the fabric and hovering around her. I imagined she was thick: broad shoulders, strong arms, a weathered face and maybe a low voice. She was, after all, living in Alaska, a land of wilderness. She spends her summers on an island fishing with her husband seven days of the week. Nothing fragile could survive that. This type isn’t usually the writer type. They are usually people about whom books are written, but are far too busy and absorbed with hobbies to care about setting it down in words. I went because I can never pass up the chance for someone to read to me but also to give some answers to the fluttering curiosity in my head.
When I did arrive in that yellowed room I found Leslie, small-boned and fitting very nicely behind her podium in the front of a room full of clean, comfortable women. Her voice was soothing, strong and clear. She wore a sleek black button-up, nothing like a plaid shirt I was sure I would find. Her jet-black hair was cropped and styled; it was edgy. A chunky, beaded necklace encircled her slender neck. I liked this woman. She admitted half way through that everything she wore was from Wal-mart and she’d bought it the night before. This woman was quirky and inviting. I relaxed easily into my swivel chair in the back of the room and listened contentedly to her adventures.
They were not the adventures I was expecting. She talked rarely of fishing and admitted that she no longer helped her husband fish but rather surrendered her five boys to the wide ocean for the whole summer, each day. They were knocked around by the waves, dried by the sun and disciplined into fish-picking machines. Leslie talked of the rigorous work involved in this job. Cups and utensils were nearly impossible to hold at the end of the day. Exhaustion dominated each muscle, joint and bone. These were fourteen-hour days. Leslie talked of her husband carefully selecting twelve strong boys at the beginning of each summer to help in this salmon-gathering expedition. They had to be physically and mentally solid. Some boys, she stated in her evened voice, broke down in tears from the sheer load of the work. This is what I had come to hear about, but they were not what she talked about for the majority of the time, neither were they what I most loved hearing about.
She talked of her family; of not expecting her last son, Abraham, the sixth installment. Leslie said she longed to be free of diapers, of nursery, of spit-up on her shoulders, of unexpected late-nights and of the demands of pregnancy on the body. What she said was honest. I like that she could speak of things that would horrify most women. I’ve rarely heard a Christian woman speak so honestly about raising a child. She talked of feeling like she was backtracking, that she’d worked so hard to get everybody grown up so she wouldn’t feel stuck. She dreamed of traveling with the family once the children were beyond diapers and cribs and now, she thought, they finally could. Like the rest of us she found reason, in the midst of blessing, to complain and worry. And unlike some of us, she urgently prayed that God would change her; help her not to have a set plan for her life but to be open and joyful. She wrote about traveling to Guatemala once the kids were older and how dangerous it was. In the midst of the danger, however, this woman was aggressively trusting in God to protect her family. I liked her spirit of adventure, of danger, of leaving home for long amounts of time and the love she had for her family and her husband without sounding clichéd.
I was disappointed to leave early. The day grew darker from inside the glowing room. Her words kept going and my thoughts slowly wandered towards the unfinished projects I had. I had to leave but as I crept out of that nest-of-a-room and walked briskly back to my dorm through the crisp, night air I felt like I had been somewhere; a new somewhere. I felt like there was a somewhere out there that was very much open to me. Her words made me excited for tomorrow and for the future and for all the little things that may sound daunting: family, jobs, leaving home, and made them sound like an exciting challenge. I could work on my art project and work late into the night, I thought, it’s mundane and I’m tired but it might make a good book someday.

-Kyrie

we two

2007-10-18T13:38:00.000-05:00

hey we took lots of pictures for you guys. check flickr! and comment..mkay?
this was sienna and me before heather richardson's wedding. we left the reception early cause we were freezing, took the elevator up to the fourth floor, changed from our dresses to our sweat pants and hoodies and snuggled into bed to watch The Painted Veil. only wish it was snowing outside or something like that.

ps. sorry for the load of blog posts. i've just had the urge today and last night and figured i should go for it. when it rains it pours. expect more soon. i'm on a roll!

jo's coming today

2007-10-18T13:01:00.000-05:00

the nest

2007-10-18T12:28:00.000-05:00

not sure why it's so important to me to show people where i live but there's so many little details i want you all to see since most of you will never come visit me on my mountain. so here's a glimpse of what i see everyday; where me and jessie coexist oh so well. more on flickr

my new favorite snacky snack

2007-10-17T23:50:00.000-05:00

for the time being these cinnamon honey deliciousness might even have replaced wheat things as my favorite-est thing to crunch on. i don't know why but i've found i usually develop strange cravings and likings at covenant. last year it was trail mix..i lived for the stuff! now it's grahm crackers. they just hit the spot. we got a box of them for smores the other night but there was only three people and all of them preferred cigarettes to smores so i ended up putting the only dent in the stash. i'm not complaining. i've got a sort of whole box of them left (plus two full bags of marshmellows which i hatehatehate).

ps. almonds are still at the top of my snack list. they have not budged.

pps. chalice, this does not mean i dislike your gift of sun-dried tomato basil wheat thins. i still very much in love but maybe a tiny bit less for the time being in light of this new graham phenomenom.

that's all. fall break is over and i'm glad to have jessie safely back in the nest but sad to see sienna wander off down the hall now when it's time for bed.

what monday holds for me

2007-10-15T07:36:00.000-05:00

it's monday and i don't wake up to my screeching, high-pitched cell phone alarm clock. i don't stumble out of bed in the darkness and creep to the bathroom room and have to step around the door as it's shutting because the room is so tiny. my eyes are not shocked by my morning face and the 60 watt bulb that shoots into my tiny white bathroom. i don't have to do my whole morning rountine in less than 10 minutes. i can do it in 15 or 20 or i can take an hour to wash my face, brush my teeth, use lotion, do my hair, get dressed, find socks and shoes. and the best thing about it is that i don't have to do it at all if i don't want to! it's fall break and will be until wednesday night. oh the intense joy of having no rush.

i don't like sleeping in so i was up at 7:50 this morning. partly because i couldn't go back to sleep anyway because of a big beeping tractor right outside my window and partly because i wanted to get up. i have a whole day packed of wonderful things to do that arn't school. and my company is the best of the best: sienna.

My Monday To Do List:
getting winter clothes (because the weather is quickly spiraling down and i'm not prepared),
sienna's going brunette at 2:00
throwing on the wheel to make at least one more cylinder
having lunch at kiko's cause she's home today
visiting Taryn in the lab to see a dissected shark
running on a beautiful trail i found the other day, as soon as my shuffle energizes
cleaning my room for Jessie and for myself because the dirt is becoming visible now
eric gets back tonight!
camping and making s'mores tonight with fall-break friends.

so instead of scrubbing the chapel forom 7-9 am and then racing to breakfast and doctrine class in a herd of tired, quiet students i get to do this instead and it's making me happy.

pictures soon! we took them, just have to upload them. will be appearing here and on flickr soon. promise.

-Kyrie

ps. what is in my ears right now. i love chris martin:

you're the target that i'm aiming at
and i'm nothing on my own
got to get that message home

and i'm not gonna stand and wait
not gonna leave it until it's much too late
on a platform i'm gonna stand and stay

that i'm nothing on my own
that i love you please come home

my song is love is love unknown
and i've got to get that message home.

i want to say thank you. to annie huntington.

2007-10-11T10:56:00.000-05:00

for capturinng the world so beautifully... not only with her lense but with her words. read about her days... she's linked under our "friends" as "coolestgiRl". she is a gem, a treasure, one of those rare finds. Those are her red shoes that i really love (and am wondering where you found them) and below is my mother, Kate, with sort of my other mother, Kate too... Kate Howard and Kate Huntington. the mother's of annie and I... this is mom's real laugh. and im so glad annie trapped it in this photo.

i miss this one.

2007-10-08T13:39:00.000-05:00

that girl with cool glasses and dark hair. the one i met two semesters ago and found a friend in. that one who resembles Wendy and appreciates good coffee at the back table in the library. the one whose voice makes me calm and peaceful and whose example to me was consistently one of patience, humility, love, and tenderness. she used to live in carter at the end of my hall in this big room where twinkle lights lined the ceiling and roses hung above the couch. I miss studying on that couch with tobi beside, sitting at her desk making earrings or fighting through a paper...one i'd be blessed to read afterward. I miss late nights of jack and kate and dinners at six.

tobi anderson, you're one of those people i'm finding very hard to forget. the mountain misses you. (i miss you)

little sister turned 19 (!)

2007-10-05T18:31:00.000-05:00

... and we had a sushi/soccer party on sunday at vincent and kiko's new stoop. It was really wonderful..kiko, kyrie, and i prepared all day and then friends came down from the mountain and enjoyed the meal sitting on kiko's floor table. soccer was exchanged for badminton, and ice cream cake completed the night.

kiko shows us how to make a sushi roll!

we watch..

(precious boys)

jon-fin & finster (aka lowen's pup)

one of my favorites...

it had ice cream inside!

dance magic dance

2007-09-28T11:00:00.000-05:00

Chalice is a magical creature...i'm sure of it. and today is her birthday. her 17th! so if you're in her vacinity tell her happy birthday. if your not, call her. if you don't have a phone write her an email. no email, send a letter. give some love.

chalice, wish i could be with you today. hope you do something special or something special happens. miss you miss you miss you. so happy your are my little sister. and hey, for one whole day we're a year apart. then i'll jump ahead to 19 on sunday. so sorry.

i heart the Geerlings (Elea's quirky/beautiful family)

2007-09-24T16:35:00.000-05:00

carpets and dogs. two things i adore.

the ever-cheery micheal kendall and dpick.
bethany intentionally holding the poor dog awkwardly. cuddle that poor creature!dynamics. eric and his cell. elea's little sister. bethany talking to elea. and me observing from my spot on the floor.

pretty and well-behaved elea

eric was hungry. this is what he does when he's hungry. i'm sure you would do the same if you were as starving as he was.

why sunset pictures are yesterday's news

2007-09-23T16:47:00.001-05:00

originally uploaded by wheresthegiant.

today after a gospel-choir FILLED sunday the group (michael, sienna, eric, dan, bethany and me) headed over to Elea's home for some real parent-love-homemade-yummy food. the table was positively filled with bowls and baskets and pitchers and plates of good italian food. five different kinds of pasta, pesto, tomato sauce, bread and olive oil for that, fried egg plant and strawberry salad. so exciting. i love sitting on carpets and around dining room tables; both make me feel so comfortable and at home---even if I'm not actually in my home. and elea's parents were way chill and quirky people.

best part is, guys, that sienna took some pictures of the festivities so you might actually get to see us. if i can ever get that camera back from bethany, upload the pictures and download them onto this blog.

which i am highly motivated to do SOOO be on the lookout. no pun intended.

ps. wish you all could have experienced the power of 50 african-american voices filling the air in New City Fellowship today. words cannot describe. just wrote seven sentences about them and erased each one. You'll see for yourself someday.

-kyrie

kARtooN kilter.

2007-09-16T21:35:00.000-05:00

we were the Peter Pan gang...! I was gonna be nana but then found a pink tu tu and really wanted to wear it. so we had two tinks, a perfect peter, one pirate, two tigerlilly's, one indian, john, and a lost boy... and one dora the explorer.

here i am, mom.

2007-09-11T08:01:00.000-05:00

here I am, mom. I'm still here just buried a bit between 7:45 psychology classes and trying to spot Kyrie somewhere in the crowd. Between the dream of better coffee and mind twisting doctrine classes. Between New City's Sunday mornings and the pleasent-ness of kiko and vincent's new living room. Between the dear company of chelsey duble and comfort of daily chapels. Here I am trying to find my routine again. that pattern I was just beginning to uncover before summer swept over me. Here I am feeling as the whistle has blown each morning with the piercing beep of my alarm and the tiresome race begins. The clock moves faster in these September days. But they are full of dear people and mind stretching lectures. I am blessed to be here, happy too... and I'm grateful for you, 5 Talbot, for being my faithful fan base.

for all of you in school... these two things are for you.
2 things you should do on a study break:

1.) shake it down to KALA, m.i.a.'s newest cd of wonderfulness
2.) visit www.etsy.com
It's like the artsy/cool version of ebay. braeness, you'll love it! look at their pendents.

the upside

2007-09-10T19:34:00.000-05:00

for the mom

2007-09-09T16:51:00.000-05:00

i gave sienna a call before i started my paper and thought i should take some pictures for my mummy since she just sent me an emailing me shaming my blogging abilities. apples are posatively the easiest way to go from clicking the photo to posting it. these were taken not more than two minutes ago.

it's sunday and it's been beautiful. got two avacados from Bilo and then went to Vincent and Kiko's new house to eat CHEESELESS pizza..which is the most beautiful thing since avacados. i can still enjoy the yummy-ness of the stuff without regrets later AND i don't like the greasy cheese much anyway. and i got to play with lowen's great little dog Finster who is a jack russel terrier and warms my broken heart (not really. just kidding! but it feels like it's broken when i get to play with a puppy. i realize i haven't loved that deeply or truely in a good while. do you know what i mean? no offense to all my good friends, okay?)

and i really want a low japanese table now! i don't see the point in tall ones. V and Keeks have a low one and it suits me perfectly. no sitting indian style uncomfortabl on one three feet off the groud. i can just nestle right into and low, wide pillow and eat in utter contentment. AND i'd save money on chair. cushions cost like 2 bucks (in some places. and that's where i'd go.)

alright. paper now. no more procrastinating.

unraveling my mind so i can more clearly focus on my Doctrine reading

2007-09-01T15:43:00.000-05:00

this week has been a whirlwind for me. early mornings (6:15!) and late nights with little or no breathing between. i'm not sure if this is a first-week thing or a rest-of-the-semester lifestyle. i'm hoping it's the former. reshaping my mentality is a rigorous activity. no more free evenings or joyously long lunches where i can revel in the goodness of a tomato sandwich. walking slow and not keeping a daily planner are such luxuries and i need to view them as such. that's what i'm in the business of doing right now: firmly bidding my summer goodbye and looking confidently ahead to the mountain in front of me. a mountain composed mostly of school textbooks, stubborn advisors, fluorescent lighting, class presentations, icy mornings, jarring relationships and my annoying overly analytical little mind. no looking back or living for the beautiful yesterdays. the future can be exciting and i know there is much to be learned and to grow from if only approached with the proper, open attitude. pray for my anxious spirit to settle into this place. i feel so discontent and flighty mostly all the time; ready to pack my bags at a moment's notice. but this is where i am right now. i need to get my heart here too.

i was flipping through my notebook today and came across a passage i had scribbled in varying sizes and fonts that made me smile: a joyful heart is good medicine. discontentment is a sickness sort of and the cure is a joyful heart. not joyful because it's saturday, not joyful because i have a perfect roomate, not joyful because i love my 4:00 class on wednesday and fridays or because it's raining right now but because i am a child of God and He is planning out my life step by step and knows exactly the reasons for each of my discouragements and heartbreaks and my painful minutes of utter confusion.

i need to stand on a rock.

-Kyrie

why i want to be Kathleen Kelly

2007-08-29T11:09:00.000-05:00

an excerpt from my paper (Kyrie's) for mom
It was weekly event, when I was a small child, for my mother to drive my two sisters and me to the neighborhood library so we could pick out and bring home any books we chose. I remember scavenging the book shelves in the children’s section finding the ones with the best pictures when I was younger and then exciting chapter books once I could read. Being able to read gave me the same freedom that a driver’s license gives a sixteen year old. I don’t ever remember the library being a boring place. My mother’s animated reading voice still rings in my ears and when I hear her reading to some lucky three year old that visits my home I still feel comforted and silently thrilled. That sound is sweet to my ears. Her voice took me to other worlds and gave me exciting ideas about life. The swirling illustrations in some of those crinkly, plastic-covered library books still remain in my mind as if they had moved when my eager eyes had poured over them all those years ago. I don’t know how she did it. Looking back it was almost magic. Although my mother never actually purchased all those books for me, only a library card, those stacks of beaten books were and remain a precious gift. She imbedded in me a deep love for books. Though I’ve graduated from My Father’s Dragon and The Indian in the Cupboard, these books remain a deep part of my identity and inspired me to see what other fascinating people I can meet on the page. As I grow and discover the un-magical aspects of life I can still find comfort in reading a used, library-scented, yellow-paged copy of some classic novel during some uneventful car ride or weekday afternoon or the newest installment of the Harry Potter series in the dead of night. And anytime a four-year-old and a copy of Dr. Suess are in the same room with me I’ll pull them both onto my lap and see what kind of magic I can produce.

my new babies

2007-08-28T12:17:00.000-05:00

i spotted these the other day and on a whim put them on my feet and bought them. my pink chucks disappeared some years ago and I wanted some fall shoes. these looked like good mountain shoes and they looked down to earth, rugged, and a shoe that lowen would probably like. they weren't metallic or pink but I bought them anyway excited to show people that I can wear an "ugly shoe". that's how they sort of looked in the store and for some reason that was attractive to me. but every other girl must think that too because they're everywhere on this hill. everywhere.

i still like them though. love them actually. my mountain shoes.

2007-08-25T10:34:00.001-05:00

FacePost

back with my kiko. i am so glad.

2007-08-22T19:28:00.000-05:00

we're back. oh yes we are.
Kyrie and I got back together and we've decided to resurrect lookout kids. we're back on the mountain and it's really hot. but the thermostat in my room is really wonderful. classes start tomorrow with full loads. pray for us. I'm really relieved to be back here and eager to sit in a classroom again but overwhelmed at the same time. so many reunions. and the (scary) anticipation of deadlines, papers, exams and professors.

my room is really pretty though. kyrie's is even prettier. I've spent hours of hanging picture frames, moving furniture, stealing twinkle lights, pounding hammers, filling vases and breaking light bulbs trying to make the space my own. a refuge. a home... not just for me but for others as well.

classes being tomorrow. science - 8am! BAM.

out of commission

2007-05-05T20:24:00.000-05:00

it's official. Lookout kids has come to an end.

I'm leaving for Norway for a couple months and Kyrie wanted to start her own page. We parted on good terms, don't worry. We've just decided to venture out on our own.

wish us luck :)

visit Kyrie at: www.kyrieannaruth.blogspot.com

and

visit Sienna at: www.aubrensienna.blogspot.com

(josiah, you mind taking LookoutKids off the Covblogs listing and add these two instead? Thanks man.)

looking into the future...

(totally jk-ing!)

the fam:

2007-05-04T16:16:00.000-05:00

(last summer)

SummerTime has officially begun.

Photobooths are a howard tradtion/obsession. I really hope Norway has a photo booth machine or my summer just won't be complete.

no longer freshman.

2007-05-02T20:22:00.000-05:00

Our dear friend, Chelsey, took us to the airport at 6am and Papa picked us up in Baltimore this afternoon. We stopped by old navy on the way home and Papa bought Kyr and I each a bouncy ball of our very own. If you havn't seen the bouncy ball commerical we blogged about please go watch it. You'll never look at bouncy balls the same way. They're incredibly beautiful! I love that I now have one in my purse.

happy to be in our front yard.
I get to hang out with this beautiful boy! He's so cool.

We made it through our first year of college and even made some really great friends. I recommend college to the world!

We miss you wall-ballers..

exam cram

2007-04-30T20:56:00.000-05:00

I had a headache... but I had no time to rest. So I slapped an ice back to my head. poor drew... that boy never sleeps.

coffee!

we've been hiding out in this room for the last week studying for exams. i have three tomorrow i haven't started on yet so this is all i can write.

a new blogger!

2007-04-30T08:13:00.000-05:00

She's turned from the dark side and is about to delete her facebook! She's a blogspot girl now. Check her out.

www.bethanymollenkof.blogspot.com

for tobes.

2007-04-28T20:27:00.000-05:00

After some wall ball we surpised Tobi with a little going away party. She's heading back to Vegas and won't be back next semester. It's all very sad. We made her a collage of all of us, sang her "You're my sunshine" two times through, and then brought out the cake and told her how much we're all gonna miss her. Then we told her we were all going camping in her honor and we piled in the car for a very fun camping trip (my first!).

i love you tobi.

go camping. it's fun(!!!) just expect to freeze.

michael the kendall

2007-04-27T21:27:00.000-05:00

so i'm down here supposed to be studying for my New Testament final tomorrow. my notes are out, my pen has ink and i've got plenty of blank pages to scribble on but i'm just not feeling it. hopefully i will soon (it's 10:28). i'm hoping the cure is to do a bit of blogging and then dive back in. so i was looking for a picture to blog and found this one of michael kendall and our feather mask to share with you all.

everyone, meet michael.

bouncy balls!

2007-04-26T12:37:00.000-05:00

TAKE 2 SECONDS to click this (or copy&paste)! It 'll make your day.

http://www.bravia-advert.com/commercial/braviaextcommhigh.html

thank you Papa!!

2007-04-25T12:36:00.000-05:00

Thank you Papa for keeping our mail so exciting and sweet. The m&m's were a hit at wall ball... the official wall ball refreshment.... they were gone pretty quick. The dark chocolate m&m's were aMAzing. see you in only one week. :)

new flickr account!

2007-04-23T21:00:00.000-05:00

I (Sienna) got a flickr since we could only fit so many on Kyrie's.

Just click here.

Ball to the Wall Tournament 2007

2007-04-21T10:55:00.000-05:00

see Kyrie practicing behind Bethany...

Some of the teams... "You're Goin Down" -Sienna & David

"Da Bears" -Bethany & Michael

"Number One" (dan's shirt says "number" and kyrie's, "one")

"The Jocks" -Tobi & Scott

Pre-Party (aka: practice time)

goggles for protection

game time!

keepin' score

The guys on the floor are the ceiling refs. When the ball hits the ceiling it's a foul and has to be re-thrown.

Chelsey and Drew win!

Wall Ball Tournament Champions 2007
(their shirts both said "GO WALL BALL OR GO HOME")

after-party!

Wall Ball is a game that started a couple months ago in Kyrie and my dormroom. Our room is really tall and skinny so it's the perfect sort of racketball court. Usually every Saturday night we get a game going but last night was the Championship so teams were organized many days in advance and matching team outfits were planned. Yesterday when our classes were over we headed down the mountain around 3pm and bought t-shirts, bubbles, goggles, ring pops and caution tape and at 7:30 the games began! Kyrie and Dan and Chelsey and Drew were the final teams. It was a close game but Chelsey and Drew (first time players!) pulled ahead by 2 and won the tournament 20-18.

Rules are as follows: (written by Michael Kendell)

1. Points are scored by a) catching the ball b) making the opposing team drop/not catch the ball.

2. Ball must hit wall opposite thrower, wall to the back of thrower, and no more. A triple-bounce results in a re-throw.

3. The line judge (guy lying on the floor with protective pillow) begins play by sticking two "thumbs up" into the air in-between each volley.

4. The Referee must stand on a chair and collaborate with the line judge to determine if ball makes it to the top of mattress. If ball hits front of mattress after two legal bounces, it is a re-throw. If it hits top, it is a point.

5. The points will be kept by two scorekeepers, one for each team.

6. If ball hits that retarded wooden bar and bounces funny, it is a re-throw.

7. If Mollenkof or Kyrie hits you in the face, you are allowed to hold a grudge as long as you want. Personally, I still haven't forgiven Kyrie.

8. Sheets must be stripped and shoes removed in order for play to begin.

9. The only music that may be played in the background are gangsta rap or techno. NO other styles will be accepted.

10. Profanity is accepted but not encouraged, unless of course Kyrie hits you in the face. If Kyrie hits you in the face, the most colorful string of expletives will earn the respective team the "spirit award". Stupid Kyrie...

11. Its a game, so mucho take it easy.

happyhappybirthday

2007-04-20T09:31:00.000-05:00

to my dear, eighteen-year-old friend jo:)
i'm going to have to do this whole birthday card via internet because i my bad mailing skills. but the bright side: now everybody knows it's your birthday. and birthdays are always better when more people know.

hope it's wonderful and climatic and exciting and everything that 18 should be. go crazy.

but not too crazy.

"Wherever you are it is your friends who make your world"

2007-04-19T15:36:00.000-05:00

-William James

(i posted partly because i like this quote and this picture of me and bethanyand partly because i coudn't look at sienna's wide-eyed face anymore whenever i clicked into my blog. a little startling everytime. )

the Flaming Lips

2007-04-16T07:45:00.000-05:00

Space Ghost passing out lasers...

Police man getting attacked by lasers! we were mean!!!

notice the dancing alien girls on the left and the santa boys on the right.

I havn't even had time to process this show. I have few words...exams, papaers, and deadlines fill my mind right now. The show feels like a dream, 'specially since we got back in the morning. I really love balloons, lasers, energetic alien dancers, and wayne coin. They were all there. It was great. If I had to pick out the 5 best nights of my life, this would definitely be one of them...

if you're ever given the oppertunity to go see the Lips.. please go! You'll be a more fun and interesting person for it... :)

visit Lowen's blog for a more detailed account of the night: http://lawndiaries.covblogs.com/

Friday, the 13th.

2007-04-14T18:29:00.000-05:00

Last night Kyrie and i and some friends went over to Lowen's to watch Friday, the 13th! We were all planning to go see "Blades of Glory" but we couldn't pass up the chance of watching this movie when it really was Friday the 13th and since this day only comes once every 10 years or something. So Blades of Glory got put on hold and we sat down to this blood bath of a movie.

These pictures were taken afterwards.. you can't really see all that's going on but Chelsey (girl next to me) is holding a gun, Lowen has a huge sword, and the guy next to me with the white mask is swinging an ax into kyrie and tobi. Lowen set the camera up with his timer and we all really were screaming our lungs out to make it look more realistic.... it was fun-nay!

coming soon...

2007-04-14T00:10:00.000-05:00

Lowen took Kyrie and I to a Flaming Lips show Wednesday night in Athens, Georgia. It was the biggest party of my life. HUGE white balloons dropping from the ceiling, confetti exploding, dancing alien girls and santa clause boys, and lasers shooting everywhere. Before the show started they passed out lasers to the entire crowd (bout 4000 people)... it was so exciting-- Pictures are coming soon!

bethany.

2007-04-13T14:50:00.000-05:00

this is a friend of ours, Bethany Mollenkof. She's basically too cool for school. :)

back to liberia...

2007-04-11T07:05:00.000-05:00

Yesterday Signe, my norwegian roomie from the Mercyship, left again for Liberia. She's the one I'm staying with this summer. She'll be in Liberia for 3 weeks staying with these kids at their orphanage. She had started working on Fatima Orphanage while she was on the Mercyship after her 9-5 job as the ship accountant. When she got home last May she started raising money right away in hopes to finish all the projects they started there. She raised about $15,000. The Mercyship is back in Liberia for another 7 months and they've agreed to partner with Signe and help her with this orphanage. I got a call from her last night while she sat in an airport in Brussels...only 7 hours away from Liberia. Keep her in your prayers. There's a lot of corruption in Liberia and it's easy to get ripped off...pray against it.

i like red walls.

2007-04-08T20:53:00.000-05:00

Friday night lowen picked Kyrie, Bethany and me up and we went to Mojo Burrito (aka best burrito joint in town). Julie and El met us there and we talked, ate, and took (many) pictures. Then trecked up the huge hill (after stopping at the cool red wall) to this abandoned church and explored. Julie and Lowen were breakin' in everywhere. I just liked it for it's sweet photoshoot potential. It was freezing though and there were crazy dogs running around. We didn't stay long. Went to blockbuster afterwards and rented Junebug. It was pretty good. Try it out if you wanna think.

chill time

2007-04-08T20:13:00.000-05:00

Easter break has been wonderful. I'm glad we didn't travel even though I was wishing today and telling Kyrie that we should have bought a plane ticket and flown back to Maryland with Chalice a few days ago and surprised our parents at the airport. I know I would have been exhausted but the idea made me smile and sort of wish we had done it...if only plane tickets were free.
break has been beautiful but today we missed you, mom and papa. love you.

empty

2007-04-07T15:52:00.000-05:00

so it's easter break and everybody's gone home (or to somebody's home!) except a few students here and there, sienna, bethany and myself included. it's quiet, cold and empty. we run back and forth to bethany's room in the freezing wind. it's strange seeing this place so bare. so far, i'm liking it. good break from the rush rush of student life. we went shopping at bilo yesterday for a good food supply (ramon noodles, soy milk, blueberry morning cereal, and saltines! yumyum) and lowen comes and picks us up for some down-the-mountain time so we don't totally lose our heads. it's really perfect.

there she goes

2007-04-06T13:56:00.000-05:00

bye chadwis!

so today is the first day of easter break! got to sleep in until 9:15 (which is a lot. i'm usually up by 7:00) and then Chalice woke me up. She'd already packed up her bags and had them down the lobby. leaving is such sad business! no matter how close the next meeting will be, the "goodbye" parts are so sad to me. i dont like packed bags and dropping people off at airports. so we got ourselves together and then woke up a very asleep sienna and all shuffled through an empty campus to the lobby where Chelsey was waiting to take us to the airport. Chels shot these pictures of us real quick before chalice and I headed to airport and sienna returned to bed. I'm so happy the airport was nice and small. those things can be so confusing. for chalice's sake i was glad it was small and virtually empty! it was the fastest drop off ever. in, got the ticket, checked her bag, asked directions from a friendly baggage-checker man, up an escalator, and then sent her through security check point. and that was it. it was all over. chalice returned to maryland and me to my mountain.

so glad i got to show chalice to my world here:)

thanks mom and papa for getting her to me..and lowen, vincent and kiko!

they came from New York!

2007-04-05T06:26:00.000-05:00

we got a call from our Aunt Lyn and Uncle Dan last night asking if the 4 of us wanted to be taken out to dinner to a "really nice place." They're from New York so the phone call was really a surprise but of course, we took them up on the offer which even included ice cream afterwards... This one's defintely going down for best study break yet.

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Sienna. Kyrie. Chalice. Lowen.

2007-04-04T20:50:00.000-05:00

our mom, aunts and grandmother!

2007-04-03T18:31:00.000-05:00

This is mom with her two sisters, Lyn and Dawn, and my grandmother too. They came to my house in Maryland to visit mom today and emailed me this picture... I love it!