Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Iowa is amazing :)

We pulled into my grandparents driveway last night around 11:00, and it's AMAZING! The high today was like 73. Can you say GORGEOUS? I can :)

This morning we went to the Suddendorf grandparents house and chilled. We watched the Price is Right and ate dinner (lunch.. I'm getting used to the Iowa-terminology again). This afternoon we went back out to the Zieman grandparents and hung out with Grandma, my cousin Leah, and Aunt Amy. We sung out to Taylor Swift, kicked the soccer ball, laughed and laughed. She's so precious and we had a really good time.

Great Grandma came over for supper tonight (dinner) and Uncle Doug showed up too. After supper we went over to Doug's property to see the house he is building, and Kole had a blast with the 4-wheelers. Tonight we came back to the grandparents house, and we all had a good time arguing over the importance of facebook and whether or not tractors with GPS systems are a necessity. Outcome? Facebook is important and essential. Tractors with GPS systems? Not so much. Uncle Doug has a lot to learn!

Everybody else is in bed, and I'm catching up on last nights Season 2 Premiere of Make It Or Break It. Thank goodness it has been uploaded online! Tomorrow I think we are going down to the Mississippi River and going water-skiing and such. Should be a great day!!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Swimming.

What do you do when something that has been a part of your life for 13 years, ceases to be in the future?

I was for sure set on not swimming summer league next summer and just working at camp. Coach Jon could try and try to get me to swim, but it wasn't happening. No way, no how. I was sick and tired of swimming, couldn't wait till February came and districts/regionals was out of the way, and then swimming would be done. D-O-N-E DONE!

Well... it might be time to rethink some decisions.

I was done with swimming. I was going to swim August-February and be done. Hang up the suit and call it quits. It wasn't fun anymore. Even most of my club team that used to be my second family had begun to drive me up the wall. Swimming wasn't fun. How is staring at a black line for 6-8 hours be fun? You can't talk. You can't laugh (or if you do, you choke on water). You can't breathe half the time. Where is that fun? It wasn't anymore. I swam because I wanted to finish what I started when I was 4. I wanted to swim my senior year, and call it quits.

This weekend, I fell back in love with the sport.

I can't describe the feeling. The heartbreak when you realize you weren't good enough in the 100 free. The disappointment when your time in the fly didn't even make the qualifying time. The frustration when your breaststroke doesn't compare to the others. The overwhelming joy that consumes your entire body when your coach tells you that you went a 26.8 split in the 50 free. The excitement when you realize that your relay broke the team record. The happiness that you feel when your favorite summer-league coach gives you a huge hug and tells you how proud she is of you. The satisfaction that comes when your team wins the meet, when you were behind most of the time. The bond that can form between 20 very different people when you all have a common goal. I can't describe it.

There is a quote that has always come to mind whenever I think about quitting swimming, and somehow fall back in love with it.

“Swimmers don't swim because its fun. Ask any of us, most of us hate it, but we couldn't imagine our lives without it. Its part of us, something we live for. We live for the 3 hour practices, the team parties, the long bus rides, the countless swim caps, the jokes, the friendships, the laughs, the coaches you hate but appreciate later, and the sport itself. We live for the way you become a family with your team, and how no one really understands what happens within the pool or locker room but you and your teammates. We live for the countless songs you sing in your head when you're swimming all those laps. We live for the people who scream at you while you're swimming even though all you hear is BLAH BLAH BLAH. We live for the competition, we live for the friends, we live for the practice, and we live for the pain. We live for the team; it's a part of us because we are swimmers.”

It's so true though. I can't imagine my life without swimming at this point. I owe quite a bit of that to this weekend. Feeling a part of a team again, bonding with a coach, realizing that you are all working towards one common goal.

When I found out that I went a 26.8, I was ecstatic. I realized that all the practices, the times when I wanted to give up, the moments when I wanted to throw my hands in the air and ask "do you really want me to die, because that's what you're shooting for!", it was all worth it. Every single bit of it. Nobody can understand that feeling except for a swimmer.

So I come to rethinking next summer. Maybe I could swim the first part of the summer, and work the second part? Because as of right now, I can't imagine not swimming next summer. I guess we will have to see what this year brings.

All I know is that after all the times when I have wanted to give up this past year, that I have just fallen back in love with swimming. <3

Thursday, June 24, 2010

VBS 2010: Let's Go!

This is the first summer working VBS that I haven't had the babies: the 3 and 4 year olds. I was pretty disappointed when I got the 9 year olds, I honestly thought about backing out of the volunteer spot. Somethin' kept telling me that it would be worth it, that it would work out in the end.

Boy was that right.

I LOVED my 9 year olds girls. Ashley, Andrea, Casey, Chloe, Lily, Paige, Sabrina, and Samantha (Yes, I would run through their names in alphabetical order in my head when I didn't quick count 8 of them.) (I also had 2 boys, but they were never with me, so yeah) They reminded me so much about a cabin at camp. Ashley was so sweet and kind to everyone. Andrea was always at my side. Casey was full of energy, always. Chloe had the prettiest handwriting and was super quiet. Lily loved to hold my elbow when both my hands were taken, and gave me my first 2 sillybandz. YAHOO! Paige was a cutie, and we could all tell she was there for the right reasons. Sabrina was loud and always wanted to sing the songs in the hallways. Samantha was a sweetie, another quiet one, but helpful. They were all so unique, but all meshed so well together. 2 cried when they came to give me goodbye hugs because they didn't think they'd ever see me again. I promised I'd be around once school started again.

VBS was God's way of prepping me for a week of girls at camp. I have a pretty good shot at working with 6-9 year olds for a week at the end of camp, and this was a really good way of showing me that I can work with kids older than the babies. It was so neat to see the ones who wouldn't talk to anybody Monday night be dancing on stage and signing every motion to every song by the finale. To see kids realize who Christ is for the first time, and ask you about it. To see the pure joy and love of the kids. To be able to give your everything (I mean that, it was physically and mentally exhausting) to those kids, and to see them light up when you paid specific attention to them. I loved it. l-o-v-e-d it!

The message this year was 5-fold, and wasn't just for the VBS'ers. Everybody learned something this week. Here's what we wanted the kiddo's to take home.

God's word is true. God's word is comforting. God's word is surprising. God's word is for everyone. God's word is life-changing.

What a wonderful week. I loved those girls, and learned so much. Especially the relearning of the fact that God always has a way of making things work out. He showed me that I can work and love kids older than 4, 5, or 6. I loved those 9-year olds. That's for sure :)

VBS 2010. AMAZING.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

343-341. Wortham.

Swimmers, Take. Your. Mark. BEEEP!

You launch yourself off that block just like a spring. You hear the uproar of the crowds before your finger-tips break the surface of the water, plunging 3 feet under the water. Then, silence as you go through your breakout. You've done it a hundred times before: dolphin, dolphin, dolphin, dolphin, dolphin, dolphin, dolphin, free kick. Fast. You break the surface, and you go. First stroke sets the tempo for the entire race, it's got to be fast. You kick as fast as you can, then faster. You take a breath to the left, see your coaches jumping and waving you on, faster, faster, faster. Flip: the world goes up-side-down for a split-second, then you push off the wall as hard as you can. All in a matter of hundredths of a second. Another breakout, less distance, but just as fast. Keep kicking, keep stroking, keep moving faster than you knew to be possibly. You see the wall in sight, take that last breath, then go. If you thought you were kicking it into high gear before, that was nothing. You don't stop kicking till you hand goes "through the wall". You see the girl you were racing touch, you beat her. Your relay is in first. You look up, see the second leg's feet leaping off the block. Your part is done. You pull yourself out of the water, and the yelling begins. For Halie. For Kaitlin. For Lindsey. The anchor touches the wall, winning the race by a body length. But is it enough? Is that one race, that last race of the entire meet, enough to win Divisionals for your team?

It turns out, it is.

The meet was TIED going into the last event. Coming from a 2nd place seed, to win the race is what was required to win the meet. And you did it. You four girls did it. You won the meet. Your team won the meet. You did it.

Split? 27.0
Team record? Only surpassing the prior by a second and a half.
Final score? Coles Crossing: 341. Wortham: 343.

We did it.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Enough of the silence.

I couldn't wait for Kole's mission trip, I think I was more excited than he was. No more xbox, no more seemingly stupid questions, no more annoyingness, no more "KYLIE, get your hairbrush off of my side of the bathroom" (he'd flip if r saw the bathroom now...), I couldn't wait!

He's been gone 3 days, and I miss him. I miss the randomness that he brings to te dinner table. I miss him coming in to say goodnight, not once or twice, but three times every night. I miss the ever present noise that seems to follow every 13 year old boy. I miss him making fun of me when I get scared while watching NCIS. I miss him telling me to pickup the bathroom and to get my stuff off his side. I admit it, I miss him.

I've had enough of the silence, enough of being the only child. It's WAY overrated. Thank goodness he comes back on Friday! I miss my baby brother!!



Tuesday, June 15, 2010

"Don't Let Go"

While teaching swim lessons this morning, I was teaching a 3 year old named Nicholas. He's so cute and precious! Today we were working on back floating. He was able to do it by himself, as long as I had one hand under his back. My fingers were barely touching him, he was in all essence floating by himself, if I would take my fingers away though, he would start kicking and flailing and I'd have to grab him. He kept saying "don't let go" over and over, and I kept telling him, I have to let go, you can do this Nicholas, you can do this.

I realized how much this is like life. We are always holding onto something. Past relationships, unforgiven mistakes, missed opportunities. We don't ever want to let it go, we can't let it go. But we have to. We have to let it go. We all have to be able to back-float. And to back-float, you have to let go.

I'm letting go of everything that's holding me back. Friendships I've lost, mistakes I've made, opportunities I never seized. It's gone. They won't stop me now.

I'm letting go. Just like Nicholas did today. He didn't sink, and neither will I. I'm letting go.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Writin from CANCUN!!

It's Thursday night here in the gorgeous beaches of Cancun, Mexico!!

The view here is unbelievable. The sand is as white as snow, the water as blue as a summer sky (or one of the drinks daddy got from the bar). It's postcard perfect.

So far I have taken 490 pictures. I'll put the best on a post once we get home (although ALL will be on facebook) so be ready for some of the most beautiful pictures e-v-e-r.

So far...
...wehave had to repack our bags in the middle of the airport.
...I have been tricked that you can see birds from an airplane 30,000 feet in the air.
...we have learned that speed limits don't REALLY matter.
...we realized that time in Mexico DOES NOT equal American time. 5 minutes in Mexico equals 45 minutes in America.
...we learned the hard way that expired sunscreen doesn't work.
...the beach is prettiest at 7:00 at night. Unless it's storming like it is right now.
...as much as we love the unlimited food, some people don't need the unlimited drinks. (Have you ever seen a game of tequila volleyball???)
...dogs make good Mexican elephants.
...resort water polo is great... In the fact that the rule "they are girls. When they have the ball you can't touch them" applies.
...when snorkeling make sure you put sunscreen right against your swimsuit line.
...underwater cameras work well if you aren't wearing a life jacket.
...life jackets are a pain!!
...everything is prettier when you are in a swing 30 feet over the ocean.
...Kole is the best brother for NOT taking pictures (like mom suggested) when I pass out with low blood sugar.
...thankfully the paramedics understood English.
...you remember more Spanish than you say you do when you are listening to peoples conversations.
...when your bus to take you back to te resort is 50 minutes late you get upgraded to a bus with cushiony and comfy seats. That are GREAT for napping.
...hair that has been in a braid that endures snorkeling masks and snorkels, wind, and salt water resembles a hurricane aftermath when left out.
...dads shoes have been renamed the drunk shoes.
...koles might soon be renamed as well.
...when you come across a channel on the TV in English you don't change the station. Even if it's some really stupid kids cartoon.
... Shoulders on the side of the road are really just another lane for tourist buses.

That's it :), expect a more detailed blog post once I get off my iPod!!

FRIDAY
So far...
... Speed bumps can cause major traffic jams
... Hammocks are incredible.
... Dolphins are the cutest and most adorable mammals on the planet
... and if Marine Biology wasn't required as a major I might think of going into dolphin training
... Underground rivers are freezing, even in the 100+ temps.
... One can only take so much Mexican dancing and singing
... Every time I look at my watch I still mentally figure out what is going on at camp.
... I still haven't seen one sunrise.
... It's 11:00 and we just got back to the resort. I'm pooped.

SATURDAY
... You get excited when you hear really old songs just because the lyrics are finally in English
...Tex-Mex is better than regular Mexican food.
... When waves can suck you under in 2 feet of water and toss you (and your Dad) around, maybe it is time to head back to the pool.
... Everything is smaller in Mexico: the tortillas, the glasses, the strength of the margaritas (supposedly)
... I'm going to be finding sand everywhere for the next week. I mean, I already got some out of these lovely braces.
... My carry on is full of seashells. I mean, I gotta bring them back as souveniers for my friends!
... The return trip airplane ride is going to be a great time for a nap! Or to start on a book

AIRPORT AND PLANE
... My shells made it through security, so the best friends will get their shells
... Mom and her bag got stopped by security. But all went well, even moms scissors made it!
... The cancun airport is a mess! No organization whatsoever it seems!
... When you are stuck with braces, lollipops work as a suitable replacement for gum.
... iPods are a lifesaver to block pit screaming children.
... Airplane sandwiches are edible, possibly more so than cafeteria food. The grapes and "cookies" though... I don't know.


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Pre-Vacation Excitement- 4:30 AM

Last night I was laying in bed going through everything I was supposed to pack making sure that I wasn't forgetting anything important. All I could think of that I was planning on doing before we left was doing an itunes overhaul of music with my birthday giftcards. That didn't happen, but wasn't essential to the vacation. Surprisingly, I fell asleep quite easily.

3:30 this morning, I was WIDE awake. Like tossing and turning, there's no way I was going back to sleep WIDE AWAKE. I laid in bed for a good hour, kinda dozing on and off. Everytime I'd look at the clock though, this is what it said... 3:35. 3:42. 3:46. 3:51. 3:59. 4:15 (look! 15 minutes went by!). 4:22. 4:30. FORGET IT!

So I'm up and going to go do an itunes music mini-makeover real fast :). My hair is super greasy and disgusting too (that's what I get for attempting to save time and straighten it last night), so I'm thinking getting up early might prove useful so I can run through the shower too :)

Monday, June 7, 2010

Cancun, here we come!

The packing is done, and we're ready to go! Mom and Dad are already in bed. Yes, I know, it's 8:17. I don't understand it either. Kole is playing X-box again for the umpteenth dozen hour today. Once again, I don't understand it either. And I'm just chilling. Which, I do understand :)

Cancun, here we come!!! Be back late Saturday!! (Blog post'll come Sunday, no worries!)

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Toes... Kylie's EDIT!

Toes lyrics

I got my toes in the water, toes in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold lemonade in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Well, the plane touched down just about noon
And the city’s out of my mind
White sand and clear water danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
Swimming and busyness are their own prison bars like this life I’m living in
But the plane brought me farther.
I’m surrounded by water
And I’m not going back again

I got my toes in the water, toes in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold lemonade in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.

Adios en vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving TX
And if it weren’t for sunsets and pretty beaches
I’d have no reason to stay
Adios en vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving TX
Gonna lay in the hot sun and swim with the dolphins
And grab my guitar and (pretend to) play

Five days flew by like a crazy Friday night as the week drew to an
end
They can’t believe that I just couldn’t leave
And I bid a due to my friends
Because Megan and Renee are amazing
Their the best in the world
And the beach replaces the smell of the chlorine

I got my toes in the water, toes in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold lemonade in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.


The rest of the song is in Spanish. And although I can translate it to English, trying to think of English words I know that translate back into Spanish and fit into the sentences... Too much work for 10:20 at night!!

Packin' tomorrow :)))

Song of the Week: June 7

It only fits... (make sure to read my edited version in the next post.... :))
Check the playlist on the left. And if you don't know how to scroll down... keep clicking the bottom song till you get to the bottom :))

Toes
Zac Brown Band

"I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Well, the plane touched down just about 3 o’clock
And the city’s still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
Concrete and cars are their own prison bars like this life I’m living in
But the plane brought me farther.
I’m surrounded by water
And I’m not going back again

I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.

Adios en vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
And if it weren’t for tequila and pretty senoritas
I’d have no reason to stay
Adios en vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play

Four days flew by like a drunk Friday night as the summer drew to an
end
They can’t believe that I just couldn’t leave
And I bid a due to my friends
Because my bartender she’s from the islands
Her body’s been kissed by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar and I don’t know if its her or
the rum

I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.

Adios en vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Ay, and all the muchachas they call me “big poppa” when I throw
pesos their way
Adios en vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Hey boss dome a favor and pass me the Jaeger
And I’ll grab my guitar and play

Adios en vaya con dios
Going home now to stay
The senoritas don’t care-o when there’s no dinero
You got no money to stay
Adios en vaya con dios
Going home now to stay

Just gonna kick it by the lake
Put my ass in a lawn chair
Toes in the clay
Not a worry in the world a PBR on the way
Life is good today. Life is good today."

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Mission Trips and Camps... everybody's leaving!

Renee, Megan, and the rest of my youth group head off to New Orleans, Louisiana for our Senior High Mission Trip tomorrow morning.

Mary Kathryn goes to Ultimate Swim Camp at TbarM tomorrow.

Anna goes to Cho-Yeh tonight for lifeguard training all next week.

Cassandra goes to Cho-Yeh tomorrow for the start of her one-month of work crew!

Every other counselor that I met last weekend, and those that I've known from previous summers, are at Cho-Yeh as week one starts tomorrow.

Once Megan gets back from NOLA, she leaves for her New Student Conference at A&M.

Everybody seems to be leaving!! Luckily, Cancun is calling my name and I'll be there shortly. It's just a quick reality-check that even though this summer is going to be awesome, the time when both of my best friends are in town is going to be rare to come by. *inserts sad sigh here*. Guess I'll just make the most of it when I can see them!!

Hope everybody's enjoying SUMMMMERR!!!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

DPS, a waste of 3 hours... So far

So I needed to get my license renenwed and wasn't able to renew online so I decided to get it done today, thinking "how many people will be there on a Tuesday morning??"

I got there 15 minutes before they opened and te line was already wrapped around the building. 3 hours later and I'm still waiting.

And I think I'm going to go crazy!! The person behind me since Ive been here smell really bad like cigarette smoke which I cant stand. I am so used to eatig snacks throughout the day and they took all our food and drinks before we got in. (well we could go put them in our vehicles if we wanted to give up our plae in line... Yeah right) so my tummy is growling. The lady in front of me has 2 little girls with her and one of them told my "tummy-monster" to stop growling. GREAT!

I can't wait to get out of here!!!!