"Second to the Right and Straight on 'Till Morning!"

I've decided that growing up is overrated. I kind of want to be a kid for the rest of my life. Why are we so obsessed with getting older and become adults? I don't want to have to pick a career and be in charge of insurance bills and car payments. Peter Pan has it good, dear readers. Hopefully this is just a phase of life that will pass soon. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow longing for lots of babies and responsibility. Not bloody likely...

So, I am a mentor for the freshman and sophomore girls at my youth group along with a couple of my best friends. Yesterday, we were sitting around just chatting about our lives and somehow the subject of boyfriends came up. The girls ask me if I had a boyfriend, to which I replied "Nope, I'm a loser." Why did I say that? Why do I think that? I know, deep down, that I'm not a loser. It's ridiculous how dependent we are on other people to feel like accomplished human beings. It's almost like we feel like we need the approval of another person, or else we are nothing. In all seriousness, I am a smart and capable person. I guess I could have dated in high school, but it just didn't happen. I am determined to overcome this mindset ....or become a nun.

I've recently fallen in love with the song "Boats and Birds" by Gregory and the Hawk. Go listen to it. :)

Sorry this post is so short. Life is fairly uneventful right now, but once it picks up I will be sure to notify you all.

I really hope it snows soon.

doldrums.

dol·drums (dōl'drəmz', dôl'-, dŏl'-)
pl.n. (used with a sing. or pl. verb)
1. a. A period of stagnation or slump.

b. A period of depression or unhappy listlessness.

c. A region of the ocean near the equator, characterized by calms, light winds, or squalls.

d. The weather conditions characteristic of these regions of the ocean.

2. a. A region of the ocean near the equator, characterized by calms, light winds, or squalls.

b. The weather conditions characteristic of these regions of the ocean.

[From obsolete doldrum, dullard, alteration (influenced by tantrum) of Middle English dold, past participle of dullen, to dull, from dul, dull; see dull.]

As you can possibly tell, I have hit the end of the semester doldrums. I still have to study for finals and whatnot, but my classes are beginning to wind down; I have filled out evaluation forms in most of my classes. My semester is winding down. I still can't believe I'm here; I still feel like I'm pretending to be a college student.

If you were to say to me six years ago (in seventh grade...I still can't believe it was that long ago) that I would be at college in Texas of all places, I would have never believed you.

I like my classes and I can't wait for next semester. I just can't help but wonder when all this weirdness is going to wear off. I feel like I'm playing a part. I'm not a very good actress, but it certainly feels like I'm in some elaborate farce.

In other news, it snowed here today. It was a great snow, I was enjoying it a lot. Ran into Tyler Enos, who was also enjoying the snow. I also saw people witness snow for the first time in their life. It was very strange. I've always had snow, so it's weird for people to not know what the various types of snow feel like on your skin, in your hair, on your jacket.

I'm apparently not using my dining dollars enough, so I'm trying to fatten myself up. Blech. I love food but even I can only eat so much in a single day. Especially since I don't usually eat breakfast. I mean, I'll have a granola bar or whatever, but it's not the same thing.

Blair burned me a great Glee CD; it's just awesome. I listened to it my whole drive (all two hours!) back to school on Sunday. It was great. I particularly like "Keep Holding On" and I definitely can't wait for CD number 2 to come out. "True Colors" is destined to be one of my top listened to songs of all time. I also decided I'm now able to listen to Christmas music going to class. Taylor Swift's Christmas CD is wonderful.

Can I just take the time to say how difficult it is to go back to school once I've been home? I love being home. I love my brothers and my dog and my mom and my dad and my friends and my bed and just being surrounded by people who love me. For me, home has always been where your hat is, I suppose, but I only have the one hat here. Home's where your family is, and I really dislike the drive back. It always takes longer and it's dreadful. I wonder if anyone else experiences what I do.

Anyhoo, I must get to my dreadful math class, which I despise. Boo.

There's So Much to be Thankful For

Thanksgiving is definitely not my favorite holiday. For me, it is a stepping stone to Christmas. I know that once Thanksgiving has passed I can play Christmas music without having to justify myself. From this day until the 26th of December, you can be assured that either Josh Groban's CD "Noel" or "A Charlie Brown Christmas" will be in my car's CD player.

This was kind of a hard holiday. It was the first Thanksgiving since my Aunt Polly has passed away. It was just bizarre not having her here. My cousins are growing up so fast! I can't believe how old and big they are. Especially Natalie, she looks exactly like her mother. It kind of breaks my heart. While I am so thankful for these beautiful little girls, it's hard to watch them grow up without their mom.

Families are funny. I know that once we all gather in a room, it is only a matter of minutes before someone says something hilarious. Everyone in my family has the same dry sense of humor which makes the battles of wit even funnier. From Duncan's deep and confusing explanation of art appreciation, to Aunt Donna's witty comments on the state of the world, I have laughed pretty much all day.

However, I did not end up eating with my family. I got a migraine in the early afternoon so I retired to the upstairs room in order to avoid having to make conversation while my head was in pain. I ended up watching "A Very Potter Musical" and reading My Life Is Average while eating my food. "I want to take you up to Winnipeg...THAT'S IN CANADA!"

All in all, it was an okay day. I still have a few days left here at grandma's house and I intend to make the best of them. I am so thankful for my wonderful, funny family, my caring and hilarious friends, and the many blessings that God has given me and those around me. While I don't care for the holiday, I am thankful.

Now I just have to survive a seven hour drive back home. I can make it as long as Jacob doesn't get to pick the music...

Happy Thanksgiving readers! Break out the Christmas music. :)

"Thanksgiving."

I really like Thanksgiving. It's like an intro to the holiday season: heavy food, family, and being warm.

This year was weird; it was just the five of us. It didn't feel very Thanksgiving-y to me. For me, the holidays are a time where all of my cousins are underfoot, in the basement of my grandparents' house, playing all sorts of games, eating things buffet-style, with lots of cookies and snow and the whole clan is just hanging out and all my family. With my grandparents and lots of cousins; not that my immediate family isn't great, but it's just not the same. I sort of want to go back for Christmas.

Brian and I only made one walmart trip, which was surprising. I had some pumpkin pie (my favorite!) and turkey and potatoes and green beans and a roll and some dressing. It was really really good. I love holiday food.

Hung out with Blair and Jack on Tuesday (he still sucks at being kidnapped.) and I recall laughing a lot. Last night, I hung out with Stephen and Lauren and that was also fun. Spankettes on Saturday, I think (sorry, Blair!), so that will be fun. I have quite a bit of homework to do this weekend (an english paper, a math test, math homework, a lab write-up, and some 20k words before monday. Holy crap.) so I ought to get on that. Probably do math tonight because I hate math.

Let's see. I'm watching all the Thanksgiving episodes of Friends, because those are so great. Bones has Zooey Deschanel next week, so that'll be AWESOME. Still want to watch a lot of TV.

I'm really not looking forward to finals. I miss my extended family during this season a lot. It's weird to not have them underfoot. This will be the first year (I think, at least) that we haven't seen any family during either holiday (Thanksgiving and Christmas). That'll be very strange.

Duke has taken over my bedroom; I have dog hair EVERYWHERE. And it's disgusting. No offense...I still love him, but dog hairs are gross to have on your pillowcase.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving, blamberblog readers!

An Intro of Sorts

Hi everyone!

I am the Blair half of "Blamber." I am a freshman in college also (kind of). My school situation is kind of confusing, so I won't go into it here on the blog. I enjoy listening to music, watching movies & TV, browsing the Internet, reading, and singing. A portion of my heart is already devoted to Josh Groban. Don't ask. Just go with it. If I could be any breed of dog, I think I would be a golden retriever.

Amber is the Robin to my Batman, the Simon to my Garfunkel, the Harry to my Ron, Shirley to my Laverne, etc. Basically, we live in Gotham City, write quiet songs, save the wizarding world, and die in the end of the movie.

Snow cones are also very important. :)

Blair

intro to amber

Greetings, World.

My name is Amber; I am awesome.

I'm a freshman in college and I'm sort of strange. My friends sometimes call me googlegirl. Therefore, I am awesome. I say and do ridiculous things. I am a girl. I like television. I like politics; I'm a poli sci major. I like to eat. My interests are eating, politics, and television.

Um...Blair is my amiga; we sometimes speak in a secret language of fake words and songs and looks.

Oh, don't forget about Nastia Liukin.

We like the Olympics, too. Forgot about that.