Making me new

So it's a new year. Hello 2014.

    I've been through a lot this past year and I've become a different person through all of it. I've grown through brokenness and lost sight of other things. I've lost people that I thought I would have forever but see them every week. I gained an identity that, admittedly I still falter in confidence of but I am better than I have ever been, even when a day's a struggle. People, pressure, and pet peeves all get to me but under all of that I have a wardrobe in a room that if I go through it, I end up in Narnia.
    I crawl out of the back of my stress (and the stress of the people around me) and breath the fresh air of things I now know. I am a princess, the child of a King. I am loved and never forgotten and somehow, just somehow, worthy of the love I receive. Other people may see a princess differently but I have come to know that they are not helpless or pathetic, stupid or useless. They have a powerful purpose. I might not know exactly what it is but sometimes I can bring other people to my Narnia. I hope they can see that they're royalty too, that they have worth and influence. We all have responsibilities but at least they are being used for something...even if we don't know exactly what that is.

I hope to write more this year interwebz.
Talk to you soon

-Melina Rose

Making my life begin

Hello bloggers,
So lately I've had quite a few thoughts rolling around in my head. Along with the stress of being sick and getting behind in school and not being able to work two of my work shifts, I've been wondering what I'm going to do with my life. So I talked with my mom this morning kind of expressing my frustrations and such and she directed me back to my beloved task of making lists.
Here is a list of general goals.

• Research becoming a Sushi Chef to see if I really want to do it
• Classes
• Where
• How much
• When
• How long
•  How much does being a sushi chef pay?
•  Where would I work?
• What kind of hours does a sushi chef work and would I be able to do that?
• What would I have to give up to be a sushi chef?
• What would I give up to be a sushi chef?
• Apply for every stinking coffee shop and restaurant around here to try to get some kind of response
• Go to bed at midnight and don't touch my computer midnight and after
• Get caught up on schoolwork
• Eat three meals a day (preferably healthy)

These probably seem incredibly basic and pathetic that I have some of these on here but, you know what, this is my life. Get over it. I'm sure trying to...
So a general overview of my goals? Pull my life together so I can do something with it, preferably starting before the internship this summer.

What do you think interwebz?
-Melina Rose

My Day Today

This morning I wanted to just get in my truck and keep driving until I wasn't anymore. I felt like I didn't have anything to bring into life. I was discouraged and stressed about my quarter inch thick stack of Japanese homework and the final that I may or may not be taking tonight.
But I wanted to do my duty to the world. I wanted to appear okay. I wanted to keep my mom from crying because I told her she hurt my feelings. I didn't want anything to be my fault, yet I wanted to take care of what I knew was.
So I went to school. I chatted with my friends. I took my Japanese test and got into my truck again. I started driving home but decided to once again stop at the oriental market that I pass everyday that way. I didn't buy my usual banana milk. I didn't even by a coffee drink. I wanted something refreshing, something that would renew any energy I had left. The cool, simple liquid was refreshing and I felt just a tiny bit better.
But I didn't want to go home yet. I knew I needed something to get my head together. My thoughts were entirely too jumbled to accomplish anything quite yet. I found myself in my church parking lot. Maybe I would go for a walk. No, I needed to work on that pile of homework.
"Hey is it okay if I hang out in the sanctuary and just work on homework for a bit?" Our receptionist looked a little confused. "Sure but we leave at four."
I told her not to worry I would make sure to not be there that long and quietly went in. It was almost silent with no distractions. Only the small clinking noises and the sound of quiet movement could be heard from the lady cleaning up from a brunch or something that had taken place earlier.
I got three pages of homework done, consumed two chocolate cake-pops thanks to the lady and organized my entire Japanese folder. My spirits were a little higher.
I began driving home a little after three thirty pm. I still didn't really want to go home but I knew that I still had stuff to do.
But I saw a kid from our youthgroup walking along the side of the road. I knew it was kind of cold out. I knew he wasn't a jerk and I knew he doesn't drive. So I made a quick U-turn and pulled into a side street as he was about to cross. "Do you need a ride?"
"Yeah, that would be great."
So I drove him the opposite way I was going, to his house. He was pretty happy and I managed to keep the conversation going for once. It's not like he had a problem with that either though. He went inside and I headed home.
And it was then that I realized. I felt refreshed. No, it wasn't a magical "Oh, I'm so happy now and I can all these things lalalalala." I just knew somehow that I was stronger and I had been hanging out with my bestie all day long.
So thanks God for hanging out with me. I know you'll never leave me but I kinda feel like I lock myself away from you sometimes without even meaning to.
So, again tomorrow?

-MelinaRose

YouTube. Now with a free slap back to reality.

"People are always talking about how they want to get to know God. You people don’t want to get to know God! God is horrifying! God will screw you up! He will turn everything on its head. He’ll make all your leasts your greatests and your greatests your leasts! He will make you come to grips with the reality that you aren’t in control of anything! ANYTHING! You won’t even be in control of your own spiritual highs. So you out there, you better think twice before you say you want to know God. God might be love, but love is terrifying."

                                                                                                                                    -Jordan/blimeycow

   While the videos on blimeycow's channel tend to be sarcastic, this section of the video entitled "Get to Know God" stood out to me. I actually agree for the most part.

   Being a Christian, getting to know God, having a relationship with Him, isn't all fun and games. It isn't always a happy-go-lucky venture. Being a Christian is more than just doing "Christian things" or being a good person. It's not telling everyone Jesus loves them, or winning theological debates. 

   Being a Christian really is giving up your life for God and letting Him fulfill His plan in your life. That doesn't mean that you have to be miserable, or that you have to go be a missionary in some foreign country. God has a different plan for everyone. That being said, it's His plan and not ours. 

   We naturally want lots of cool stuff, and friends, and to have everything work the way we want it to in life. God can see the bigger picture. While it may not be pleasant now, or what we want, or what we think is good for us, it is what's best, because He's God, and He loves us.

   So yes, He will change your life. He will turn everything you thought you had under control on it's head. Your desires and goals will be completely in His hands. You will have to come to grips with the fact that, by getting to know God, you have to let go of control. Of everything. Because "being a Christian" isn't about us. It's about God.

Isn't love terrifying interwebz?

-Melina Rose

The Heart

There once was a heart. It was cracked, bruised and dry. It was kept in a metal box that sat on one end of a park bench that no one really sat on anymore.

The park was a little ways away from a school and any number of students could have paid attention to it. But they didn’t. They didn’t really give it a second glance as it sat there on its bench. A few had ventured towards it but changed their minds when they saw the large padlock on the front. It wasn’t actually locked, only jammed in a closed kind of position. The truth was that the girl who the heart belonged to didn’t have the key in the first place.

            Everyday she walked by the park on her way home from school and everyday there was someone sitting by her box. She never really noticed or paid attention to it. She didn’t want anyone to know it was her heart.

            Everyday he saw her walking by the park with her friends. They were always laughing and she was always smiling but there was no sparkle in her eyes.

            He had been there the day she had come running into the park, by herself, holding that box. The tears constantly rolled down her cheeks as she made her way. She finally fell to her knees in front of that bench, shoulders shaking from her sobs. He watched with a heavy heart as she opened the box and placed her heart inside it. It was since that day he had sat next to the metal box on the park bench, the quiet beating barely audible.

            One day, he pulled the box onto his lap and inserted a key into the lock. He turned it and heard a faint click as the jammed, partially closed lock fully opened. Setting it aside, he lifted the lid and looked in.

            Tears appeared at the edges of his eyes as he saw the full condition of the heart. It was in rough shape, covered by welts and bruises. Cracks marred the once smooth membrane and it was obvious that it was in desperate need of moisture. As his tears fell, the heart became softer. It was no longer dry, watered by his tears.

            It was at that moment that two feet appeared in front of him. He lifted his head to meet the girl’s slightly suspicious but vulnerable gaze.

            “May I take care of it?” he asked, gesturing to the heart in his lap.

            “Will you actually?” she replied, not trusting him.

            “I have been all along.” He returned her searching stare with one that radiated warmth and she slowly sat down next to him. Carefully, he set the box on her lap. “Why don’t you take it out?”

            The girl’s shoulders drooped slightly and hung her head before sitting up straight like she had forgotten she wasn’t allowed weakness and then was prodded back into resolute pain. “It’s safe there. Nothing can get in and hurt it.” She avoided eye contact, looking in the opposite direction.

            He smiled sadly and placed his hand gently over her small, cold one. She looked back, feeling the warmth envelop it.

            “Keeping your heart in this box only hurts it more. It won’t heal unless you take it out.”

            The girl tried to look away as she felt tears spring to her eyes but couldn’t. There was such warmth and kindness, true love, in his eyes.

            “Why isn’t it in there?” He pointed to her chest where it should have been.

            “It’s defective. It betrayed me.” Her voice cracked. “It isn’t to be trusted.” she whispered to no one in particular.

            “I can teach it. I can teach it to do the right things if you’ll let me.”

Steadfast

I will not say "Do not weep", for not all tears are an evil.
-Gandalf

And with that opening quote I will share with you a poem I wrote yesterday about an experience of mine. :)
It is to/about my daddy.


Steadfast

Steady heartbeat

Steady breath

My tears on your shirt

as I lean on your chest

I know you love me

and I love you

I feel safe

When I'm with you

 

-Melina Rose

I know I'm broken but You alone can mend this heart of mine.

 

I call, You hear me 
I've lost it all 
And it's more than I can bear 
I feel so empty

You're strong, I'm weary 
I'm holding on 
But I feel like giving in 
But still You're with me

[chorus] 
And even though I'm walking 
Through the valley of the shadow 
I will hold tight to the hand of Him 
Whose love will comfort me 
And when all hope is gone 
And I've been wounded in the battle 
He is all the strength that I will ever need 
He will carry me

I know I'm broken 
But You alone 
Can mend this heart of mine 
You're always with me

[chorus] 
And even though I'm walking 
Through the valley of the shadow 
I will hold tight to the hand of Him 
Whose love will comfort me 
And when all hope is gone 
And I've been wounded in the battle 
He is all the strength that I will ever need 
He will carry me 
He will carry me

And even though I feel so lonely 
Like I have never been before 
You never said it would be easy 
But You said You'd see me through the storm

[chorus] 
And even though I'm walking 
Through the valley of the shadow 
I will hold tight to the hand of Him 
Whose love will comfort me 
And when all hope is gone 
And I've been wounded in my battle 
He is all the strength that I will ever need 
He will carry me 
He will carry me 
He will carry me

All I want is a hug....but please don't touch me.

 
I'm really sick of society shoving sex in my face.
I don't want to be thought of as an object and all I see is guys that view girls that way. I think I'm losing hope in humanity. I mean, I know there are good people out there, ones that are respectful and actually care about you instead of what you look like. But...
What happened to respect?
I'm sad that the norm seems to be that it's okay, even encouraged, to make dirty/offensive/invasive remarks to people and then that person is just expected to laugh or respond in the same way. People think you can't take a joke, or you're no fun, or you're "weird" if you don't.
Why can't people love anymore? Like really love.
Where are the ones that can?

Image by: Defies

Hugs

Happy
Under-accumulated
Great
Special


Okay so that was a fail acronym thingy but....mmm. I want a hug. I got one from Sephre earlier but man, I'm just kind of bumming right now...

Hugzzzzzz. Wanttttt.

Ugh. I just....I just really want to be in Minnesota right now. I need to support my friend and I feel so helpless. I'm going to see her for just a little bit this Tuesday before I fly out to California but....ugh. This coming week is going to be really hard. I'm already emotionally exaughsted and I haven't even hugged one of  my best friends who's dad just died or been to visit my grandpa who is dying soon.

Death. I seriously hate you. With a burning passion.

All I can feel is sad though. I can't even be mad...

:|

-Melina Rose

Angry Blogger is Angry

• General Idea of this post:
  Don't write dumb stuff on people's statuss that could make them feel bad and is negative.
• No matter who it is you don't know where that person is at and how it will affect them.
  Okay....so my facebook status was just "Bored." One of my friends commented she was bored too yeah blah blah blah. About an hour later someone comments on my status that only boring people get bored according to so and so. I was rather surprised at this passive aggressive insult and simply responded with ":o"
  
  
  Now, I may have a history with this woman's daughter but this woman is also a family friend. I really wasn't expecting this to come from her as I have always seen her as a kind person. 
  Not exactly helping my "trust no one" mentality...
  Soooooo here are some various quotes on kindness:
  Never look down on anybody unless you're helping him up.
  It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice. ~Author Unknown
  Treat everyone with politeness, even those who are rude to you - not because they are nice, but because you are. ~Author Unknown
  If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion. ~Dalai Lama
  Never miss an opportunity to make others happy, even if you have to leave them alone in order to do it. ~Author Unknown
  Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not. ~Samuel Johnson
  When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people. ~Abraham Joshua Heschel
  and finally what I set my status to:
  You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson  
  
  
  
  I don't like confrontation and there was no reason for one so I just picked the quote I thought least direct. I did become rather upset when I realized that this person had insulted my friend in the process of insulting me. 
  
  If you are going to insult me that is fine. Go ahead. 
  Don't you ever insult my friends. 
  *anger*
  
  
  Oh, interwebz, how lovely this life is is it not?
  
  -Melina Rose     

When in the course of human events it becomes necessary...

Independence day is coming up soon and after church tonight, it has me thinking about fighting for what we believe in.

When we see something not right do we fight against it? Do we stand up for what we believe in? Do we try to encourage the ones who are struggling?

This world has many things wrong in it and younger people today don't even realize it. They have it taught to them at a young age what our culture expects from them and what is "normal".
I have been reading on this site where people write anonymous letters to their crushes and some are really heartbreaking. Some are beautiful. Some are twisted.
There was one entry that really caught my eye though and I'm going to put it here.

I feel like the whole world is pressuring me into having my first relationship and falling in love and having sex and yet I am not interested in anyone and no one is interested in me so here I sit feeling dull and inadequate all because love and sex is all anyone can talk about and I'm sick of it because I can't empathize with any of it and no one can empathize with me.

I have always found it rather obvious that our culture focuses on this. I mean, you turn on the tv and it isn't even the shows you have to watch out for. The commercials are filled with it. Those subtle voices screaming at you, "Buy this and be beautiful." "If you look this way people will love you." "You need this product for people to accept you." The message off so many of these commercials are "If no one is coming on to you then you are worthless."
It really breaks my heart to see girls just 15 years old saying things like "I've never kissed anyone. Something must be wrong with me." NO!
You are beautiful! You are precious! You are favored by the King and someone will always love you.

Don't let this world tell you differently.

With love to all of you beautiful people out there (YES! YOU!)

-Melina Rose

Someday

Someday, in my made up future, I will wake up to the birds singing and the sunlight streaming through my window. Smiling, I will slip out from between my covers and stretch, fingers towards the ceiling, before walking into the kitchen. I will make myself a delicious, healthy, breakfast and eat it outside in the morning air. After putting the dishes away, getting dressed and pulling my hair back, I will go and sit down at my deep, black, grand piano and let all of my thoughts and feelings flow out of my fingertips until they echo in the air.
Maybe I will laugh, a smile on my face. Maybe I will cry, tears escaping with each note.
And after I'm done, and there is nothing left to be said, I will close that gorgeous piano back up. I will close the doors to the room where the emotions still hover thick in the air, and I will step into the breathtaking sunshine. Eyes closed, I will listen, waiting for your response.

-Melina Rose

Quote of the Moment

The opposite of talking isn't listening. The opposite of talking is waiting.
Fran Lebowitz



To my dear readers: I will try to get you an update soon. I meant to write one (or more) today but I just never got around to it. (To much reading of a certain addicting website)

Crazy Loco Life

Sorry I haven't been posting. I haven't really been reading the blogs I follow either. I just have a ton going on in my life right now and busy doesn't even seem to be able to describe it. I hope to be back to my once a day posts soon. We will have to see. For now we will have to make due with my highly sporatic ones. lol

I hope you are well interwebz

-Melina Rose

P.S. I graduate with my degree in a week!

Dear Betsy, (an entry in my diary)

March 20, 2011                                                                                                              12:08am-12:20am

Dear Betsy,
I'm sorry it has been so long since I have written, almost a year! I am 19.5 now. 5'7", 126.5 lbs and my hair (when straightened) is around an inch from ending in the middle of my lower back.

I am still going to (insert school here) through not for much longer. If I don't goof this up, I graduate in May with an associates in Graphic Design Technology.

This is not exactly why I am writing to you though. You see, I have been running. Not because I thought it would help; I knew it wouldn't, but because I was scared, terrified actually. When I graduate, and even before, I have a lot of foreign things to deal with. Interviews, Portfolio shows, deciding how I am going to accomplish my goals in life, all of these things just start crushing down on me and I feel like it is hopeless and it would be easier to give up. In reality, I know it isn't. It only would make it harder. So here goes nothing?

In the wise words of a fish:
Just keep swimming. :)

Night Betsy :)

Goals for daily life

I was talking to Sephre and we decided we need to get our act together. Stop letting ourselves waste our energy and make an effort to improve. So here are my goals. These are the things I need to do.

1. Go to bed by 12
2. Get up by 8 even if I don't have a class
3. Eat three meals a day (not all at once). This has to be real food not junk food and it has to be balanced.
4. Exercise every day and get a good workout.
5. Drink at least 8 glasses of water a day (hopefully more) and cut down on my sugar intake.
6. Read my Bible every day.
7. Once I get all of my stuff organized, keep it that way.

A more general goal would be to get my homework done before doing anything fun. 

Fighitng interwebz!

-Melina Rose

Health is a state of complete physical, mental and social well-being, and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity.  ~World Health Organization, 1948

In order to change we must be sick and tired of being sick and tired.  ~Author Unknown

Dinner Time calls for a short break

I have been working on my typography homework non-stop since I finished lunch at 3 something. It was a late lunch. The thing about this part of my typography homework is that I have to be hunched over my work at a table. I chose our kitchen table since it has more room. My neck and back hurt so much though. I managed to do the hand done work for my Ledgability (however you spell it) and Readability assignment as well as for my Kerning assignment. I was working on designing a typeface/ hand lettering when my mom asked me to clear the table. I am currently sitting on the couch like a tired blob listening to Wishery (Disney Remix)  by Pogo on YouTube. Link
Hopefully I will gain some energy from dinner. It smells like we are having tacos and by the shells on the table I think my guess is correct. I could fall asleep now if given the chance. I don't have school tomorrow but I will be going anyway to do my homework. *sings* Such is the liiiife I leeeaaad. (yet another Disney reference) :P 
Listening to Upular now. I think dinner is ready so off I go. 


BYE-YUM interwebz


-Melina Rose

Accomplish something every day of your life. -Walter Annenberg

A set definite objective must be established if we are to accomplish anything in a big way.
John McDonald

A winner is someone who recognizes his God-given talents, works his tail off to develop them into skills, and uses these skills to accomplish his goals.
Larry Bird

An invincible determination can accomplish almost anything and in this lies the great distinction between great men and little men.
Thomas Fuller

Avoiding the phrase "I don't have time...", will soon help you to realize that you do have the time needed for just about anything you choose to accomplish in life.
Bo Bennett

With that I shall get down to my homework interwebz
Fighting!

-Melina Rose

It has been to long.... *shame*

So this is my quiet time this morning. I have been dumb and not doing it for a while so here it is.
P.S. I was told to read this thinking of myself as Jerusalem/Zion. Read this as if God was speaking directly to you, because really, it is a book of love letters for us from Him.

Isaiah 40

Comfort for God’s People

 ¹ Comfort, comfort my people,
   says your God.
² Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,
   and proclaim to her
that her hard service has been completed,
   that her sin has been paid for,
that she has received from the LORD’s hand
   double for all her sins.  ³ A voice of one calling:
“In the wilderness prepare
   the way for the LORD^[a];
make straight in the desert
   a highway for our God.^[b]
4 Every valley shall be raised up,
   every mountain and hill made low;
the rough ground shall become level,
   the rugged places a plain.
⁵ And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,
   and all people will see it together.
            For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”
 ⁶ A voice says, “Cry out.”
   And I said, “What shall I cry?”
   “All people are like grass,
   and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
⁷ The grass withers and the flowers fall,
   because the breath of the LORD blows on them.
   Surely the people are grass.
⁸ The grass withers and the flowers fall,
   but the word of our God endures forever.”
 ⁹ You who bring good news to Zion,
   go up on a high mountain.
You who bring good news to Jerusalem,^[c]
   lift up your voice with a shout,
lift it up, do not be afraid;
   say to the towns of Judah,
   “Here is your God!”
¹⁰ See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power,
   and he rules with a mighty arm.
See, his reward is with him,
   and his recompense accompanies him.
¹¹ He tends his flock like a shepherd:
   He gathers the lambs in his arms
and carries them close to his heart;
   he gently leads those that have young.
 ¹² Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,
   or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens?
Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,
   or weighed the mountains on the scales
   and the hills in a balance?
¹³ Who can fathom the Spirit^[d] of the LORD,
   or instruct the LORD as his counselor?
¹⁴ Whom did the LORD consult to enlighten him,
   and who taught him the right way?
Who was it that taught him knowledge,
   or showed him the path of understanding?
 ¹⁵ Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket;
   they are regarded as dust on the scales;
   he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust.
¹⁶ Lebanon is not sufficient for altar fires,
   nor its animals enough for burnt offerings.
¹⁷ Before him all the nations are as nothing;
   they are regarded by him as worthless
   and less than nothing.
 ¹⁸ With whom, then, will you compare God?
   To what image will you liken him?
¹⁹ As for an idol, a metalworker casts it,
   and a goldsmith overlays it with gold
   and fashions silver chains for it.
²⁰ A person too poor to present such an offering
   selects wood that will not rot;
they look for a skilled worker
   to set up an idol that will not topple.
 ²¹ Do you not know?
   Have you not heard?
Has it not been told you from the beginning?
   Have you not understood since the earth was founded?
²² He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth,
   and its people are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a canopy,
   and spreads them out like a tent to live in.
²³ He brings princes to naught
   and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing.
²⁴ No sooner are they planted,
   no sooner are they sown,
   no sooner do they take root in the ground,
than he blows on them and they wither,
   and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.
 ²⁵ “To whom will you compare me?
   Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
²⁶ Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
   Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one
   and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
   not one of them is missing.
 ²⁷ Why do you complain, Jacob?
   Why do you say, Israel,
“My way is hidden from the LORD;
   my cause is disregarded by my God”?
²⁸ Do you not know?
   Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
   the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
   and his understanding no one can fathom.
²⁹ He gives strength to the weary
   and increases the power of the weak.
³⁰ Even youths grow tired and weary,
   and young men stumble and fall;
³¹ but those who hope in the LORD
   will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
   they will run and not grow weary,

Life is like dancing. As long as you are confident you will do fine.

So the night before last was our church formal.  I was actually rather nervous because while at first Bree and Christal said they were going to be coming they ended up not coming.  I don't really know the other girls that went very well so I was nervous that I wouldn't have anyone to hang out with.
It turned out really fun though.  I came in the door of the first location and was immediately greeted by three girls that were already there.  They made me feel welcome and all my fears were melted away like the snow on my toes.
The formal was a progressive dinner.
First stop:
Appetizers
We had mini quiches and those deli rolls from Sams Club. lol They were so good. There was also this punch that they had made with sherbet that was really good. There were challenges at each location so the challenge for this one involved marshmallows. I saw the bags of marshmallows and my thoughts immediately went to "please don't make us eat them."  I really didn't want to have to feel sick afterwards.
We were divided into teams. Our team name was "Super Classy". We competed against teams, Great, Teeth, and The 'stache.  Our challenge? Build the best snowman out of marshmallows and whatever else you could find. Our snowman ended up being a small snowman on a marshmallow mountain.  It was awesome but we got last place.

Second Stop:
Main Course
The main course was amazing! We were served an delicious and very large chicken enchilada.  So. Good. All I can say.  So. Good.
After dinner we had Christmas trivia challenge which I think we might have won part of and then a spoons challenge which we won. Yay!

Final Stop:
Dessert
We got to the last house and just kind of hung out for a while.  There were mini cheese-cakes upstairs and marzipan too.  There was a limbo contest for our last challenge. Do you know how hard it is to limbo in a full length dress? Difficult.  I almost won (who knew) but someone shorter than me had the advantage and took the win.  I really don't mind. lol
After prizes had been handed out an awesome dance party burst out. It was great.  It got so hot in the basement we had to open a window.  We danced until the play list ended and then ran upstairs to get water.
When we came back down we had a bit more dancing and then we all kind of collapsed into the couches because we were so tired.  Some people left and then our youth pastor started a game of The Moose is Ready.  If you have every played this game you will know it gets pretty hilarious.  We played for a very long time and had great fun laughing at each other making the silliest noises and motions to be our animal.
Finally we all we tired and we went home.
The end. It was a blast. :D

Feliz Navidad interwebz

-Melina Rose