Random Thoughts on the Razorback Game

While sitting at the game on Saturday, not watching anything going on on the field because we were playing a Junior High team (thanks to Uncle Frank and Cousin Houston for the most spectacular schedule ever!), several questions were pondered upon amongst the people we were sitting with. The opposing team was Florida International University. The name of this institution puzzled me from the first time I heard it. Did the founders of the college decide that since there was already the University of Florida that meant this institution could not be Florida University? Would people be confused with Florida University, University of Florida. Evan pointed out that some people might even be offended at games when the crowd started chanting F-U! F-U! over and over again. But seriously, what makes Florida international? That was the question plaguing my psyche. Florida is part of the USAmerica (thanks Miss S.Carolina). Nothing international about that. Maybe national, not international. An airport is international because they fly overseas to foreign countries, and Florida has a couple of international airports. Then I thought, do they only admit international students? No, looking at the roster for the 24 person football team, several players were from area towns and cities. I came to one realization. There was only one answer that could solve the mysterious case of what made Florida international: Cuba.

Thanks Evan for several points in the minor ramblings of today's post!

Corn Maze Pictures

Hitchhiker with Keystone Light

This is a bad picture, but we were in a moving car and really didn't want to get very close in case he had an ax or a chainsaw. Too bad he didn't have Bud Light. We might have tried to pick him up then.

Entrance to The Right Choices Corn Maze

Jamie, Melanie, Evan and Erin pose in front of the 135 year old barn. We bought tickets from these cute little booths in the barn. We entered the maze, all excited and ready to have some fun.

But the corn looked like it had seen better days. We ended up really lost because we let Evan and Jamie lead.

Photo Op: Smile Girls!

So we wandered a little more, enough so, Erin broke a sweat.

More wandering.And even more wandering. Will it ever end?

Finally, after an hour and a half, we'd had enough, found the exit, and left.

Do you think it's too late to pick up the hitchhiker?

A Corn-y Maze?

Well, Sunday, Evan and Jamie decided it was time for us to do something festive. Evan heard about this maze made from a corn field and thought we should go. So, Erin, Evan, Jamie, Melanie, and I all piled into a car to head to Missouri (we should have known from the location what we were in store for). In theory, this was a great idea. There was a 135 year old barn that overlooked the seven acre field that formed the maze, and all the proceeds were going to a church youth group's ministry. Yes, I did say in theory.

After about a 45 minute drive, eighteen turns on a supposedly straight road, and one milkshake made from soured milk later, we arrived in Anderson, MO. At the turn to the farm, there was seriously a guy standing on the side of the road trying to hitch a ride... your totally not ready for this... with a case of Keystone Light beer next to him. You've all seen the Bud Light commercial with the hitch-hiker with the ax/chainsaw, right? Did I faintly hear "Dueling Banjos" as we turned onto the dirt road? We should have known to turn around right then and there and drive as fast as we could all the way back home. Stupid idiots!

So, the Right Choices Corn Maze is run by the Manning Brothers Farm. They have a great mission statement, and you should really try the place if you get a chance, but go earlier in the season and before any monster storms hit the area, or else you'll wander around a dead, rotting corn field for an hour or so trying to make it more fun than it was. Anyway, I'll post photos later. Blogger isn't working well with photos right now, and I need to get to bed after the full a-maze-ing day I've just had.

Homecoming.

Today is the Arkansas Razorbacks Homecoming game. Homecoming has always been a little sad for me. On October 7, 2000, the Hogs played and won their homecoming game, but earlier that day my Papaw had his homegoing. So, I always remember my Papaw at the homecoming game.

Happy Birthday Landon

One year ago today, Jonathan and Melanie headed to the hospital for Landon's birth. After being in labor all day, Melanie was taken in to surgery for a C-section. Landon was born shortly after midnight on October 27, 2006. He's grown so much and has begun walking. He's talking and terrorizing his brother, and most of all has stolen his Granny's and Papaw's heart. Since I won't be able to be there to celebrate his first birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!

Is it Friday yet?

I have had one of those weird weeks where I've been off my schedule by a day. I woke up yesterday and thought it was Thursday for the longest time. And today has felt like it should be Friday. And now that the day is over, I'm really looking forward to the weekend, except for that pesky whole day I have to make it through. Anyway, Happy Thursday!

And just for some Halloween fun:

New Obsession?

So, what do you call a show that follows around the current Miss Universe, Miss USA, Miss Teen USA, and last year's broke down Miss USA? How about Pageant Place!

This is a new show on MTV that I happened to catch after my guilty pleasure, The Real World. I know, how can I still watch that after all this time? What is it, like the 82nd season? Anyway, this show cracks me up. The current Miss USA and the current Miss Universe are pretty sensible. However, throw in Tara Connor, the Miss USA who went to rehab and the person who outed her addiction, the current Miss Teen USA, and you've got yourself some uncomfortable situations. I love it! You should totally watch. What's not to like: a broke down beauty queen and three fighting cats. Beautiful!

Kim Lowery Photography

My friend, Kim, launched her website Friday night to begin her business as a photographer. Check out her website and give her a call if you need a picture taken!

kimlowery.com

Rainy Days and Mondays

Usually they don't get me down, but for some reason, today I have just not been my chipper self. It could be the fact the pollen/mold counts are so high, I feel like my head is about to explode. Other than that, it's been an alright day.

In other news, there isn't any other news. Bikes, Blues, and Barbecue invaded Fayetteville this last weekend, so I stayed hidden indoors...away from the drunkards...living with the window rattling. It seemed that all weekend long, my windows vibrated with the roar of every motorcycle that drove by. And trust me, that averaged out to about every 32 seconds.

Have you ever noticed...

How much Benicio Del Toro looks like Brad Pitt?

Too much of a good thing?

Scripture for the day...

Verse 13 from this passage is one of my favorite from the Bible. And I love reading it in The Message Bible. If you ever get a chance, get a copy of The Message Bible. It puts a whole new perspective on your interpretation of God's Word.

Philippians 4:10-14

NIV
I rejoice greatly in the Lord that at last you have renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you have been concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it. I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength. Yet it was good of you to share in my troubles


From The Message Bible
I'm glad in God, far happier than you would ever guess—happy that you're again showing such strong concern for me. Not that you ever quit praying and thinking about me. You just had no chance to show it. Actually, I don't have a sense of needing anything personally. I've learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I'm just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I've found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don't mean that your help didn't mean a lot to me—it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles.