|What American accent do you have? |
Your Result: The Midland
"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
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"going to the chapel".....
The asked hand
I'm so excited for my sister! Megan, I love you. And Kc too. Megan Christine Myers. That has a nice sound.
Here's a priceless picture of Meredith taken on Thanksgiving. She's talking on the phone to Megan while pointing out the new uncle-in-law-to-be and learning how to say "K-C."
Congratulations, Aunt Megan!
Bond. James Bond.
I've seen in ages! Loved it! Loved it! Yeah for Daniel Craig! I read in a recent newspaper that debated and doubted the blonde Bond, but I say he's fabulous.
[One of] the best part(s) in the movie was the shout out to the current frenzy free running
. Proof that 007 is world's best icon. He is a timeless classic yet always contemporary. Also features Sebastien Foucan
, creator of free running
What Does Thanksgiving Look Like?
Sisters having fun
The wordsmiths Yummy turkey
currently NOT thankful for...
the girls team's loss [again] at the family Trivial Pursuit feud
a pumpkin pie disaster that ended up in a soggy mess
the absence of Bond-a-thon on TV this year
Have I Told You Lately...
...about how I have two weeks left of grad school semester #3? 1 more to go!
...or how I attended a piano pedagogy workshop two Saturdays ago and was invited to apply for a job at Taylor? Not first on my list, but who knows...
...or did I mention that I've only got one more semester until I have a Master's? And how the clock's ticking now in my head to get thinking about "real" jobs? [Note: Jobs plural because everyone knows musicians can't keep just one]
...the thought of applying for a "real" job is completely overwhelming and is currently scaring the jeebees out of me?
...that Meredith calls me "Shannon," or something of similar sound
...how I went to Southfield, MI to see some of my best friends (James and Elizabeth) settle in the church there?
...or how I offically joined the new Westside church?
...that I learned to knit and just finished my first scarf? It's red, my favorite color.
...that I have a Christmas break reading stack a mile high?
...I think making cut-out cookies is [one of] the best holiday tradition ever? Or that I'm always searching for the perfect sugar cookie recipe? Or that I can't wait to have my own kids so I can make cookies with them too?
...I'm learning more about being more. Struggling, but trying...
Lessons from my Grandmother
First. Sanctification is a process. It takes your whole life to work out your salvation. No matter where you are in life, it still boils down to you alone before God. I'm learning more about sanctification from watching my family grow older. (I think I learn more from watching than I ever could from theology textbooks.) It's reassuring to know that we will sin and God will be faithful. Age 20, 50, or 80 ... there's always room to grow.
Second. Every stage in life presents a new twist, a new lesson, a new hardship. You've never got "it" completely figured out. And mostly, the questions we ask always look toward the future. What will it be like? What will I do? What purpose will I have?
My grandmother told me tonight that aging was like working on a country farm. You work hard all week to get the chores done so you can sit on the veranda on Saturday night and wait for Sunday morning church to come. It broke my heart to hear her say, "I've got my chores done and I'm just waiting for Sunday to come."
I wanted to say to her, "Don't give up, Grandma! Don't just wait. Keep on ministering the way you have for so many years. Don't give up on sanctification, because even at 86, God's not finished with you yet!" But I didn't. I just listened and I wept inside.