Random lunch notes

Today at lunch, just as I was finishing up, an older gentleman with a mischievous smile and a cubs cap on asked if I was reading a book about him and if I had gotten enough lunch for the both of us.  With that little of a description I imagine that could sound odd, but he was quite the cute old man.  I hope that I am that carefree and joyful when I get older.

Aunt Kara

So, Chassidy had another doctor’s appointment today and they found out they’re having a girl.  I’m more than a little excited!  My neice and nephew by my older sister live in Colorado and I don’t get to see them much.  I have a feeling I’m going to spoil this little one.

Bells and Flowers

I think I’ve discovered a new favorite place in Springfield.

I’ve been feeling very antsy lately, which is not necessarily a bad thing, however I don’t have a ton of focus with my energy right now. Last night after dinner I was sitting in the chair with Extreme Home Makeover on mute (I was just watching for the design) and a book in my lap when I looked outside and realized I REALLY didn’t want to be inside right then. I had made plans to go walk with a friend, but having made a phone call and gotten no answer, I assumed she wasn’t ready. I decided to pack up my book and head to Washington Park to find a comfy place outside to sit and read.

When I got there it was absolutely beautiful. It was an hour, hour and a half before dusk and the sun was just dipping below the treeline. When I got out of the car I could hear the bells of the carillon playing and instead of getting my book, I started heading towards the bells. Once I got to the Carillon, I realized I’d never been to the rose garden, or any of the gardens in the park. I walked up the hill and began exploring.

If there ever comes a time when someone can’t find me, check there first (a closet second)… I could have stayed there forever, I think. It was so lovely. There were various benches and places to sit amongst the beauty of the flowers and greenery and every one of them made you forget you were in a park in the middle of a city. There was one place along the path that had 4 trees on each side of it that arched over the path… there was a grass maze that led to little benches in the middle… there were two trees in the center of gardens that were encircled with benches…

The bells continued to play and I continued to bask in the beauty around me.

I’m not much of an outdoorsy person. Ask my family… I was always the stick in the mud who didn’t want to camp, didn’t want to be outside with bugs or heat… the person who liked the comfort of a couch or a bed, and the convenience of air conditioning.

Now it seems like I can’t get enough of being outside… I go a little insane if I have to stay inside too long… give me a wooded area in which to explore, meadows in which to roam, flower gardens in which to breathe, streams in which to wade…

For a time in my life when I feel further away from God than I can remember in a long while, it is in these places where I can sense a tug of remembrance, catch a glimpse of the mystery that used to stir my passions, smell the faint aroma of hope on the breeze, and feel overwhelmed with the knowledge of the smallness of myself, the self that I’ve been so absorbed in for so long…

What Makes You Stay?

So on talking with some girls last night about good girl movies, Hope Floats was brought up… I’ve seen it once or twice and it’s not my favorite movie… but I love the soundtrack… if you don’t know it, you should check it out…

Being the lyric girl that I am however, these lyrics confuse me a bit… (I’m listening to the song right now btw)…

What Makes you Stay: Deana Carter
Look at me ; I’m in a place; I never thought I’d be

Don’t have the strength; To fight anymore; Or a reason not to leave

So tell me why I still keep holding on; To something I just cannot see

What makes you stay; When your world falls apart
What makes you try one more time; When it’s not in your heart
At the end of your rope; When you can’t find any hope
You still look at her and say; I just can’t walk away
Tell me what makes you stay

I’m not afraid; Of living alone; I was alone before he came

I’ve been in love; Many times before; But this time’s not the same

I’ve always been the first to say goodbye; Now it’s the last thing I can do

What makes you stay; When your world falls apart
What makes you try one more time; When it’s not in your heart
At the end of your rope; When you can’t find any hope
You still look at her and say; I just can’t walk away
Tell me what makes you stay

When it goes this deep; And feels this strong
I can’t convince myself;That this love is wrong

What makes you stay; When your world falls apart
What makes you try one more time; When it’s not in your heart
At the end of your rope; When you can’t find any hope
You still look at her and say; I just can’t walk away
Tell me what makes you stay

Now, tell me… if it goes this deep and feels this strong, why is it no longer in your heart?

These lyrics, I LOVE

Artist: Lila McCann LyricsSong: To Get Me to You Lyrics
Well I, I still can remember times… When the night seemed to surround me…I was sure the sun would never shine on me…And I, I thought it my destiny…To walk this world alone…But now you’re here with me…Now you’re here with me…And I don’t regret the rain…Or the nights I felt the pain…Or the tears I had to cry…Some of those times along the way…Every road I had to take…Every time my heart would break…It was just something that I had to get through…To get me to you…To get me to you…Well I, I still can recall the days…When I had no love around me…Makes me glad for every day I have with you…And I, I look in your eyes and knowI’m right where I belong…And I belong with you…Always belonged with you…And I don’t regret the rain…Or the nights I felt the pain…Or the tears I had to cry…Some of those times along the way…Every road I had to take…Every time my heart would break…It was just something that I had to go through…To get me to you…To get me to you…And if I could I wouldn’t change a thing…Wouldn’t change a thing baby…Because your love was waiting there for me…Waiting there for me baby…And I don’t regret the rain…Or the nights I felt the pain…Or the tears I had to cry…Some of those times along the way…Every road I had to take…Every time my heart would break…It was just something that I had to get through…To get me to you…To get me to you

For the times when I can’t seem to find something to look forward to…

I like guys with long hair 🙂

There are sometimes times when I can’t think of anything in the immediate future for which I can look forward. Right now is NOT one of those times and I wanted to be able to remember that that is generally the case. I don’t ALWAYS have something to look forward to, but I WILL always have something sometime in the future 🙂

Things about which I’m currently excited:

Six Flags trip tomorrow (and fireworks, somewhere I hope… brings out the kid excitment in me… kinda dorky, I know, but not a lot of things do that anymore)

Birthday on Friday at which I will get to see the new PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN movie!

2 Birthdays this month

2 weddings this month

1 Engagement party this month

See, like 6 things in one month… That’s AWESOME! 🙂 [I also have a couple of things I’m looking forward to in August and September, so … ;o)]

For fun, some photos from Pirates:




But I want an Oompa Loompa, NOW, Daddy!

I Want the World, I want the whole world….

Lessons from Veruka Salt



Don’t care how, I want it now….

I get my apartment to myself for the next week… Not terribly sure how I feel about that yet, but as I can’t change that, I’m choosing to look on the positive side… for example… no fighting with boys in the morning about who gets to get in the shower at 6:45… no fighting with boys about what we watch on TV… no fighting with boys… wait… my ROOMMATE is gone for the week… that doesn’t mean the boy will be… Dang it all… should have asked about that… I can’t think of any positive reason for Sarah being gone… (and Miah should you be reading this, this is all meant in fun)…

It has made me step back for a minute though… I’m a terribly selfish person at heart… I’ve grown up a lot in that aspect… some people don’t believe me, but I was was truly quite selfish, inside and out, when I was younger. Maybe not Veruka Salt (not to be confused with the band)100% of the time, but definately a majority of the time…

Then again, maybe some of you would believe that… I’ve been getting better, but my natural reactions and inner being still think of me first… I know some people who have been on the receiving end of me putting me first recently, so I know some poeple understand… I give a lot more of myself now, and a lot more to other people now, but even that is selfish at the core… I want people to like me… I want people to need me… I want people to want to be around me… I want people to reciprocate with love…

(funny story… my phone just rang and here’s the transcript…
E: Wanna have lunch today?
K: Yeah!
E: Where can you eat?
K: Well, Subway, but I’ve had that tons lately
E: What about Applebee’s… they do points, right?
K: That sounds great! I haven’t done that yet…. AND IT’S BY WALMART! I can get my oil changed while we eat and I don’t have to sit in Wal-Mart for 2 hours!
That’s the jist… selfish Kara at the core ;o) )

I’m currently reading a book about communication and yesterday I ordered a couple of books off of amazon.com… one called Relationships, about, you guessed it, Relationships… and the other about healthy dating… Relationships I’ve been learning about quite a lot lately… I’ve just recently discovered that I want to know more about healthy guy/girl relationships, especially in a dating context… and one way I thought would help that is learning about communication (for those of you who don’t know Johnna, she’s the communication major… I’m the girl who would lock herself in her room to read or write…)

But I think I might be missing something by not actively working on the whole selfless thing… Whereas I am better than I was, I’ve yet to figure out how to change, or work on changing, the core of me… how do you get to the point where you’re doing something for someone else solely for them and not at all to recieve love in return or to feel needed or appreciated… I think I’ve done that a couple of times in my life, but they’ve generally been intense situations… and now that I think about it situations where I’ve felt so empathetic or loving that I just needed and wanted to express that empathy or love… so again, thinking about me first, I think….

Urg… Do you realize I started this post in order to tell ya’ll about the fun games I got to play with fun people last night and have ended it as a personal reflection that is probably a little random for the first 10 minutes after waking up?

I’m going to go get ready for my day now… not that I really have any plans (besides getting my oil changed and now lunch… two birds with one stone, yippee), but sitting around my room moping about that is NOT productive, so I’m choosing not to do that.

Hope ya’ll are feeling more fun and less introspective! It’s suppossed to be a gorgeous weekend, so I’m going to work on getting out of my head! Maybe I’ll see some of ya’ll ;o)

12.I Want It Now/Oompa Loompa (Veruca)

Veruca Salt:
Gooses! Geeses!
I want my geese to lay gold eggs for Easter
It will, sweetheart
At least a hundred a day
Anything you say
And by the way
What?
I want a feast.
You ate before you came to the factory
I want a bean feast!
Oh, one of those
Cream buns and doughnuts and fruitcake with no nuts
So good you could go nuts
You can have all those things when you get home
No, now!!

I want a ball
I want a party
Pink macaroons and a million balloons
And performing baboons and …
Give it to me
Rrhh rhhh
Now!

I want the world
I want the whole world
I want to lock it all up in my pocket
It’s my bar of chocolate
Give it to me
Now!

I want today
I want tomorrow
I want to wear ’em like braids in my hair
And I don’t want to share ’em

I want a party with room fulls of laughter
Ten thousand tons of ice cream
And if I don’t get the things I am after
I’m going to scream!

I want the works
I want the whole works
Presents and prizes and sweets and surprises
Of all shapes and sizes
And now
Don’t care how
I want it now
Don’t care how
I want it now

Oompa Loompas:
Oompa Loompa doompadee doo
I’ve got another puzzle for you
Oompa Loompa doompadah dee
If you are wise you will listen to me

Who do you blame when your kid is a brat
Pampered and spoiled like a Siamese cat?
Blaming the kids is a lion of shame
You know exactly who’s to blame:
The mother and the father!

Oompa Loompa doompadee dah
If you’re not spoiled then you will go far
You will live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa doompadee do