I'm brining blogger back (what)!

So, for those of you who don't know, I used to blog fairly often in high school and in the first part of college. However, life just got busy. Georgia Tech has this way making sure you always have more than enough to do so that you're never bored with life, so I stopped writing for the most part. But the other day I realized how I should use my blog now more than ever. There are a lot of you guys out there that I, unfortunately, don't get to see very often, and this space would be a great way to keep you up to date with my life through pictures, videos, stories, things that I'm learning, etc. So to motivate myself I decided to reinvent my blog (as you probably notice that it doesn't look the same anymore) and to give it a new name. I really like the idea of beauty from ashes, It comes from Isaiah 61:3 where the Lord declares he will crown his people with beauty instead of ashes. And it also correlates the idea of the phoenix, and the imagery of dieing and then being reborn from ash.

Anyways. All of that to say...I'm back. And feel free to read through older posts if you're new to my blog, because I've posted some neat stuff!

So to start out my return I would like to share a funny story that happened last night, that I look back and laugh about now, but definitely was NOT laughing about it last night.

So I have this really great boyfriend, Joshua, who turned 23 this past Wednesday:

So at our weekly meeting for Navigators I decided that at the end it would be a good idea to get Josh a cake and have everyone sing happy birthday to him and celebrate him. Well towards the end of the night I suddenly realize that I don't have any forks or plates or anything for people to eat this cake with, I only have the cake, a cake cutter, candles, and matches. So my quick-thinking friend, Haley, says she thinks that the Taco Bell in our student center is open. So I quickly run down to Taco Bell and ask them for about 25 of their sporks. After some deliberation they finally agree to part with their beloved sporks for my birthday celebration. I also grabbed a bunch of napkins and ran back upstairs where we were singing our closing songs. I was thinking to myself "whew, that was a close one, crisis averted!" Now, I had previously asked Adam how many songs we were going to sing so I could leave during the last one to get the cake for Josh. Adam told me we were going to sing three songs, however, after the second song he started to pray like he was closing us out for the night. So me and my cake buddy, Haley, are like 'oh shoot!' So we sprint to where we hid the cake and are ferociously trying to light all 23 candles quickly and run back to the room. Well, I was holding the cake and we were going so fast and we were so frazzled, that I did not think at all about tieing my hair back and my hair caught on fire. But of course I am holding the cake and cannot get the fire out, so I start panicking and Haley desperately tries to pat the fire out of my hair and comb some of the ashes out. I don't know if any of you have smelled burned hair, but man, it smells awful! Anyways, we don't have time to worry about it because we're late, remember? So we run to the room only to discover they are in fact singing the third song and we were just deceived. So all we can do is wait in the hallway for them to stop singing, meanwhile the candles are burning and getting smaller and smaller and melted wax is going all over the cake. So by the time we finally got inside there were little pools of wax with very small flames on top. So we all sang and I brought the cake to Josh and him and the guy standing next to him (Drew Martin) both cover their mouths when they see the cake and go "Ew, gross!" because there was melted wax on the cake. At this point I start crying because I am so defeated and Josh FINALLY blows out those stupid candles and makes his wish and we all eat a very delicious chocolate cake after scraping off the wax and some of the icing.

Moral of this story, I am a loving girlfriend and Josh is an ungrateful boyfriend. Haha, just kidding. Later on he told me he loved it. I really think that dysfunctional cakes have the most love and thought put into them. I hope Kate Fields is reading this because I think this cake has beaten out your 18th birthday cake for the most dysfunctional cake I've ever given.

Anyways, I hope you are laughing at me as much as I am now :)
Happy Birthday Josh!