Kimber's Blog

I started reading "Christian" pick up lines...and laughed really hard....so here some of them are...
Nice Bible
You know Jesus?! Me, too!
God told me to come talk to you.
I know a church where we could go and talk.
How about a hug, sister?
What are your plans for tonight? Feel like a Bible study?
The Word says, "Give drink to those who are thirsty, and feed the hungry." So how about dinner?
You don't have an accountability partner? Me neither!
You want to come over and watch "The 10 Commandments" tonight?
Is it a sin that you stole my heart?
Would you happen to know a Christian woman that I could love with all my heart and wait on hand and foot?
Do you believe in divine appointment?
Have you ever tried praying at a drive-in movie before?
Excuse me, I believe one of your ribs belongs to me.
Christians don't shake hands, Christians gotta hug!
What do you think they meant when they said greet each other with a holy kiss?


And if you want to turn them down....

You know, I feel like I'm dating my brother.
At least I got a lot out of our Bible studies together.
You need someone with lower standards.
I think we should just be prayer partners.
I do love you, but it's just agape now

Yesterday we were eating dinner, and i poured the milk. and it was pink. As were the napkins, the jello, and everyone's clothes. Happy Valentine's Day. hahah

Today I went to put milk in my coffe...and it was purple. I refused to wear purple and chose orange instead.

Tonight i Put milk in my tea, and it was green. the suprises never stop. I guess green tea and green milk is alright. maybe i'll have some green eggs and ham tomorrow. It's hard to tell.

I just realized two things:
#1: that the ice in the trees makes Redeemer look like an imaginary place
#2: I'm probably going to be the first person in my graduating class to collect unemployment, which will very likely happen by the end of the year....

The Girls in my dorm started answering the phone "Kimber's Dating Service." I'm pretty worried.

The other day we were discussing sharing hymnbooks in church. there is one girl in my church taht i simply cannot share a book with. Either we both try to take it, and then fight over it, or we both let go, allowing gravity to work it's magic, causing the book to collide with the floor. Well, at the last service, we finally figured it out. She just let me take the book. However, as we discussed it later, it turned into "she pushed the book at me" which turned into "she threw the book at me"

So now i'm upset with her for embarrasing me in front of the entire church. No wait. entire denomination...by throwing the hymn book at me.....during the sermon...and then blaming me for everything...and getting me excommunicated.

Basically, it's been an uneventful week, leaving me with no blogging material, except hymnbook sharing.

I loved my youth group. we had such a good christmas party the other day. I got home and was so proud to have Canadian Tire money. Especially after i discovered at youth group that you can actually spend the money at other canadian stores...such as Tim Hortons.

This would be an occasion to remember. American girl doing the true canadian thing. Not only was i going to Tim Hortons, but i was paying in canadian tire money. I kind of wondered why my youth group was so excited about all going together to see me buy coffee...but oh well.

So we all got to Tim Hortons, and they were being truly kind in letting me go first, and they all took out their cameras to document the moment. I just thought it was because I was american...but i guess it's also because i'm GULLIBLE.

So...yeah, I ordered a drink...and tried to pay, and the lady looked at me like i was stupid and said "do we accept this here?" and i said, "oh no...do you?" well, apparently they don't! and my youth group documented the whole thing on video or with pictures...So now don't i look dumb. I tried to hide on the floor behind the counter because i was so embarrased....but yeah. i kinda looked dumb. And then to top it off, thier machine was broken, so i had to order something different, so i got coffee, which is a safe bet, but i was so flustered that i ordered it with sugar...and i don't even drink coffee with sugar. ever. *sigh*

Just wait until they come to michigan and things are on homesoil....i'll get them back.

So...there was this time when I was talking to my mom on msn, discussing important issues of Christmas break, and then the internet went down. I thought to myself...she's probably going to call me in about a minute or two...and sure enough the phone rang. So when Kristin came into my room I yelled really loud "is it my mom??" "No...It's some guy..."

It was definitely a job interview...oops...I sounded really professional. I recovered quickly though, and managed too save most of the interview...minus the time when i was casually leaning back in my chair, only to have it tip over backwards. Either way...I ended up getting the job. So who knows, I might be going out to Many Glacier Lodge in Glacier National Park for next summer where I will be waitressing and serving people food...hopefully not in their laps, but it's been known to happen. I'll also have access to canoeing and hiking up in the mountains. It's hard to tell if I'll take the job...but you never know. it's good to have some options.

When i travel on public transit, i always feel a little like forest gump. I have my exact instructions that i HAVE to follow, and if i mess up even slightly (say, a firetruck comes screaming at me as i'm crossing the road) i have NO idea what to do...I'm completely lost (although in that case i started running across the road, changed my mind, started heading back to where i had started from, changed my mind again, stood in the middle of the lane, THEN decided i better just finish crossing before I got hit)

In any case, I managed to Ride a bus from hamilton to Burlington, where I found the train to pickering, and didnt' even get off at union station in Toronto on accident. Suddenly i felt a HUGE sense of power! i can go ANYWHERE along the train station! I LOVE public transit!

the ride back was kind of scary though...I knew i had to go through burlington, but then they announced that the train was ending before burlington...and suddenly, i felt as if there was a fire truck screaming at me again. I was lost. *sigh* I imagined the worst...that was supposed to get off at union and switch trains, but that i forgot to, and was therefore stranded. Nope, I was actually still going in the right direction...but you never know

I ended up in Hamilton, none the worse for the wear. Although...

There was a time when i was traumatized by a Santa Clause in Port Perry. Not as much as Claire though...cuz he was definitely staring at her in the picture. it's pretty creepy. He might have been a santa-stalker. In any case...it was an eventful weekend, full of random events, like millions of kids trying to make cards and crafts (k, there were only 140, but that sure seemed like a million. I think they multiply when you arne't looking).

K, i'm ending this blog now before i start rambling again. The end.

HAPPY AMERICAN THANKSGIVING!!!

There was this time in psych class yesterday when we had to see if two pictures were teh same, and i thought they were. Apparently it's a measure of attention span...Five year olds generally think they are the same, six year olds can see how they are different. Shoot.

Then there was the time i was sitting in teh living room, and i hear the words "I'm going to make an indian hat for tomorrow" come from the room of one of my first years. You just never know. Then she came walking out of the room wearing a feather in her headband. She claims she is going to make me a pilgrims hat. I'm really worried

I'm thankful today that I'm an RA over an amazing dorm of 7 girls who have already taught me a lot this year and provide me with entertainment.

So...I used to be able to make coffee in my sleep...but it's been one of those weeks: where i put in twice the water that i need b/c i didn't remember putting in water the first time so the coffee overflows onto the counter and then the floor by the time i caught it. Then there was the time i didn't open the coffee mug (which doubles as the coffee pot) and so it overflowed onto the counter and then the floor.....And then there was the time when i made coffee, and i was so proud of myself for not messing it up again, and went upstairs before i thought to myself....there's a strange noise coming from the kitchen...it sounds like something overflowing. and sure enough. there was the coffee again. that was right before i made supper, stuck a spoon in the vegetables before hitting it with my elbow and dumping a lot of it on the ground.

but hey, the paper's written and handed in....(granted, i have another one due on friday that i haven't started yet...) and then the weeks should go back to normal, more or less.

I also discovered that i have a new "sister" for the next 90 days. She's the same age as me, but at a grade 2 level of functioning, so we'll see how that goes! I got an email today about her cat, Cora, so i guess i have a new cat at home too!

I knew there was a problem the minute an anonymous person *cough* Ashley *cough* started talking to me in class... Since my conversation is no longer open, I have to paraphrase a little, but it went something like this:

Ashley: KIMBER I MADE A BAD CHOICE!!!
Kimber: (thinking: I'm really worried...this is coming from teh girl who pranked her own dorm by putting tunafish under soemone's bed) This doesn't involve tunafish does it? (kimber is also thinking, dorm inspection is in an hour...i'm realy worried)
Ashley: we decided to mop the porch! but it didn't really work, now people walking by are beginning to question our sanity AND our intelligence!!
Kimber: (thinking: that's not really suprising, since you just mopped the porch...) um, well, does it look any better?
A: not really! It's really flooded, apparently concrete absorbs water!
K: maybe if you put a fan out there to dry it up?
A: Tab told me to try a hair dryer! what if we use a fan and the water freezes!
K: we may live in canada, but it's not THAT cold outside....


So...we passed inspection. i'm sure Eileen was confused as to why the porch had been mopped. What can i say, RAing never gets old.