Camp

Life long friendships made.

Inside jokes that fill up notebooks.

Changing lyrics to keep the song appropriate.

Giggling until two in the morning.

RBT taking more than a couple minutes and ending up totally off topic.

Quotes that will make you laugh until the day you die.

Boating in the rain and having the best time!

Having a Taylor Swift sing-off with the closest unit.

Making S’mores with the camp director while the rest of the camp sleeps.

Countless friendship bracelets made and requested.

Life long friends found.

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Faith.

My faith is a lot like this ring. It's been batted and bruised. Lost and found. Loved and forgotten. Ran over and twisted. Dropped and missed. But never once has it been broken. Never once has the love of God let me lose my faith in him forever. Not once have I ever lost this ring forever. I'll through a rough patch in my life and I'll start to lose faith. Question God. Why is this happening to me and my family. But like my ring, I will always find it again.

Last winter while walking my dog, Max, the snow wasn't very deep and was very fluffy. Well, I made a snowball with my right hand, and tossed it in the air. While I was trying to get the snow off of my bare hand, I was flinging my hand around, the ring slid off and into the snow. I searched everywhere for it. I couldn't find it.

I cried for losing the ring, and so it sat in the snow.

It's probably been pooped on.

It's been ran over by both bike and car.

It's been dropped.

It's been twisted.

It's been looked at.

It's been over-looked.

It's been lost.

It's been loved.

It's been missed.

It's been found.

It's been forgotten.

This ring is a symbol of my faith. My faith has been through the same things that this ring has. I didn't plan on wearing the ring, I found it by accident this morning and when I looked at it, and it was far from perfect I thought of how it represents my faith, and I slid it's battered-self onto my finger.

No matter how many time you may lose your faith or your way, Jesus is searching for you. He will find you.

Cae

Every Thing on It by Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein is my favorite author. I love all of his poems. My favorite one is NO! from Falling Up, so when I heard that Every Thing on It was coming out. I freaked out! When I saw it come into work, I was even more happy! It's currently on my counter. I've read it, and it's just as amazing. My favorite one so far is How Hungry is Polly?

"I'm so hungry I could eat a horse,"
Said Polly in the park.
Ol' Dobbin, grazin' nearby,
Overheard her rude remark.
He shook his mane and pawed the ground,
He raised his noble head,
He snorted and looked down at her,
And this is what he said:
"I've been ridden, I've been driven,
I've been raced around a track,
I've been photographed with little
Whiny kiddies on my back.
I've pulled wagons through the winter,
I've pulled sleighs and I've pulled sleds,
I've pulled plows in sticky summers
With flies buzzin' 'round my head.
I've been whipped and I've been beaten,
I've been called a such-and-such---
But to think of being eaten,
Well, that is really too much!
And when I get insulted,
My appetite runs wild,
And now I feel so hungry,
I could eat a child."

As a person who works with horses, I loved this. I shared this with my barn director. I also, love the one Every Thing On It, the poem that the book is named after!

I asked for a hot dog
With everything on it,
'Cause it came with a parrot,

A bee in a bonnet,
A wristwatch, a wrench, and a rake.
A flag, and a fiddle,
A frog, and a front porch swing,
And a mouse in a mask----
That's the last time I ask
For a hot dog with everything.
The first poem in the book is Years From Now, as I read this I thought of Shel, dead for 12 years. Read this poem, and tell me what you think.
Although I cannot see your face
As you flip these poems awhile,
Somewhere from some far-off place
I hear you laughing---and I smile.

The last poem is called When I am Gone. It is just as amazing as the first poem.

When I am gone what will you do?
Who will write and draw for you?
Someone smarter---someone new?
Someone better----maybe YOU!

This is a wonderful book to add to your person library, or your public library stacks. Every Thing On It, is worth it, and you will bring smiles to your family, or your patrons, for many years to come!

Cae

Brimfield Tornado

Although it's been over a couple months, there's still so much more work to get done. Brimfield will never look the same.

Why the change of the blog?

As some of you might notice, I changed the title to my blog this morning while giving it a new look. Why this change you ask? Well, as a kid, mum and I would talk over tea. She would have coffee usually, and I'd have tea. Now, I'm a teenager, and mum and I quite frequently talk over coffee. Or in my language, caffeine :) So I thought that the blog should change with me. It should grow with me. It should show my readers that I'm changing as a blogger and maturing as a blogger.

So now introducing, Let's Chat Over a Cup of Caffeine!!

Enjoy :)

A little laugh for the day

Weddings, Rally Sundays, Oh My!

My weekend started off yesterday morning getting the finishing touches for a wedding gift and for my family to finish getting their outfits.

Note: I got my dress last weekend, at Khol's and it's ah-mah-zing!!! Don't you think?

Anyways, we were working of getting the final touches, and whatnot. Then we actually got to go to the wedding! I was doing a reading that was very dear to my grandparents, so I was kind of nervous that I was going to mess it up.

Right before the wedding started, I fell (yes I was wearing 3" heels outside), laughed, and then noticed that my stockings were grass stained. I knew that it would not be good to wear grass stained stockings, so I changed out of the stockings, and just stayed that way.

When the wedding started, it was absolutely beautiful. Memere was gorgeous and all of the men were very handsome in their jackets and everything. The ceremony was amazing, the weather held and having it outside made it even better. There were a couple readings, done by myself, and memere's sisters. The minister, had a relationship with memere, and she added her own personal touch. It was really nice. All, in all, the wedding was amazing.

Today was Rally Sunday at church!! Last year, we did the Rally Sunday outside of the church, and then afterwards, everyone went to Cook's Orchard. We joked that we should have church here next year for the Rally Sunday. Well, this year we did it at Cook's Orchard! It was amazing :) We had the bell choir play, Ian play the guitar, and a surprise visit from a bluegrass band that played at Cook's last night.

What made it even better, not only was Cindy there, but Pam (and her cute little 7 month old Gracie) came also :) I haven't seen Pam in a while, so it was amazing to spend time with her! I also loved seeing little Nat, who ran for me for a hug :)

Little Gracie with Auntie Cindy :)

The church service was amazing. It felt normal to be outside, spreading God's word. It was just absolutely amazing! We also had a lot more people to come to church, which was a huge plus :)

Now, Mum and I are back from Cook's, she picked some tomatoes, and is making some home-made tomato sauce, and the bread is being made in the bread machine :) I know dinner tonight will be very yummy :)

L.O.V.E

L is for the way you laugh at me.

O is for the old way you looked at me.

V is for the vacancy in my heart.

E is for everyone, but me.

Who would of thought love was so painful.

Photography

Pictures say a thousand words.

They capture happiness.

They capture sadness.

They capture love.

They capture hope.

Pictures tell a story.

Each and everyone of them.

They hold a memory.

They hold your life.

Live well.

Laugh often.

Love much.

Take pictures constantly.

Life's Gettin Better

So I had a doctor’s appointment today, and I just told my father how broke I was, and how I wish I had some extra cash. Well after my doctors appointment I went back to dad’s shop. While I was talking to Dad, his boss came in and asked me if I wanted a part-time job and if I liked horses. I looked at him and said “Yeah, why?”

Keith then explained how his stable hand just gave them 30 days notice. He only has three horses, but I’d be getting $10 an hour working with horses and whatnot. I absolutely love it!

Well, while I was calculating it at work, I realized that means on average I’dbe making $300 every two weeks. Which would deff. help me a lot! I’m really hoping that I’ll get the job with the horses. Plus, it’s only PT, only 8 hours a week at minimum and hours are flexible!! It couldn’t get better!

Pink Dear Mr President Official Music Video

Dear Mr. President

On 9/11. . .

I can’t remember. Unlike most people I don’t have a memory of it. I was in school. That’s all I know. I can’t tell you if we had the TV on or if an aide came running into the room. I can’t tell you at all. I hate how my friends can tell you, but here I am needing my parents to tell me where the fuck I was. I don’t know. I would prefer to know.

I know some people will read this and will go “Why the hell do you wish that?” I wish it, because then I wouldn’t have to put my parents through so much stress by watching documentary after documentary because I just want to know what happened that day. I hate this not knowing. I hate it.

That’s why I watch the documentaries. To attempt to understand what happened. To fill in the blanks.

Have Coke

Copyright

Gah, I have a lot of pictures that need my copyright on it. . .Off off and away. Maybe I'll give you some pictures to see my lovely skills. Especially with my very lame point and shoot camera. I'm really hoping to get a new, better, camera :) Any suggestions?

Now Introducting, Au Revoir Photography

Introducing Au Revoir Photography!

Well, I've gotten into some photography, and have myself up on DeviantArt, you can click here if you would like to see my prints, or my gallery you can click here. Here's a slideshow of my work. I hope you enjoy :)

Welcome Back to the Work, We Missed You. . .

these are just the people I had to call. I had three overflowing boxes to check in

So that's what greeted me this morning, after a morning of work at the barn with cleaning sticks up that were thrown across the path to the riding ring from Irene, and catching Little Lulu. I walked into work, walking my bike in because my bike lock was in mum's car. No one ever said I was bright ;) Anyways, I noticed the three full, overflowing, boxes that were sitting going "HA! You came in later than usual. Pay backs a bitch, aint it. I want to see you get this all done before Mrs. M comes in at 3!"

Needless to say, when I shoved my bike into the office, I turned and saw that my boss bought some of the books for the YA section I recommended her to buy. I was happy :) I now have something to read!! Of course, come next Thursday and I start my first college class, German, I don't really know how much time I'll have, but I'll make it work somehow.

Well, I walked out and attempted to carry all three boxes to the desk, yeah that failed. I'm pretty sure ya'll knew that, but just wanted to say. I fell, and books, bins, and movies went flying. The fall also didn't help my injured ankle, but I got back up, quickly shoved the books and movies back into the bins and took one bin by one bin over to the desk, so I could start checking them in.

When I finally started checking them all in, and noticed that a lot of them were either for the library on the other end of town or are holds. I realized I would be making a lot of phone calls today. . .I was determined to get everything done by 3 though.

Although the piles of the books to be shelved, books going to the other library, and books that are holds surrounded me and were at least a couple feet high and frankly looked a little daunting. I knew that I may be able to at least get my piles down to half by 3. I slowly, but confidently, attacked each pile. While listening to Adele's album 19, it came in for me :). I was floating around the library like a little hummingbird. Shelving a Stephen King book here and an Sara Dessen book there. I knew that maybe, I'd be able to get through this long day.

Lo, and behold. Not only did I shelve everything, get the holds called, and fixed the books going to the other side of the town. I also found all of the 19 holds, checked them in, and was able to help the handful of patrons that decided to come in right at noon.

Needless to say, work has surely missed its fellow librarian, while she was out partying at camp for 6 weeks, and then the beach for half a week. I do have to say I miss it too. Although work can cause me countless headaches with patrons not returning the cd with the case. All I need is a patron to come in and ask me how my day is going to make working at the library all the worth.

~Cae

How to Deal With Someone Else's Shit.

First, load all of the shit into a pile. Make sure you have it all, and none of it falls out!

Second, move all of the shit and just dump it. Let it all go. But make sure, there's none left on you, because then it'll stick and smell and you'll catch a whiff of it here and there, but can never get it off.

Lastly, walk away. Leave it be, and enjoy the rest of your life.

Also, you don't want to play in it. You don't want to dance in it. You don't want to have fun and get all smell within the shit. So just leave it be, and don't dwell on it.

That is how you deal with someone else's shit.