Friday, October 29, 2010

Little Reminders

So, cool story.

Today I'm at the library and I'm trying to connect to the internet, but when I go to pull up the connections it says no connections are available. I go through all of the troubleshooting I can think of, I check everything on my computer, and nothing is getting it to work. I ask this guy who is sitting next to me if he's having any problems connecting and he said he was getting on just fine. He came over and helped me for a few minutes, restarted the computer, tried to get it connected again. Nothing. He left and I try a few more things. Still nothing. At this point, I'm getting a little frustrated because I really need the internet. Yes, I could pack up my stuff and walk downstairs and use the computer there, but a) I really didn't want to, and b) if it's not finding any connections that means it's probably something wrong with my computer or wireless card or something like that.

So, not knowing what else to do, I shut down my computer and said a prayer.

I waited a few minutes, and turned my computer back on. And guess what.


Just like that, it was up and working again, as if nothing had happened.

Now, I know that having the internet work on your computer is not a big deal. And that worse things could happen. But it's the simple tender mercies like this that just make me stop and think for a second. God does hear our prayers. He answers our prayers. He answers my prayers. Samantha Polly's prayers. Even simple, seemingly meaningless prayers to get the internet connection working on my laptop. It just makes me realize even more that he is aware of me and knows who I am, and I am so grateful for this realization. This was the reminder I needed.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


So when I woke up this morning, this is what I saw:

I was not very happy. Don't get me wrong, I love snow. Snow is great. I love the cold. Just not in October.

But don't worry. I gave mother nature the evil eye.

I think that showed her.

"When you're a kid you assume your parents are
My kids are going to be right about that."

Pam Beesly

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

It Is My Birthday.

Well, it was my birthday. It is now the next day. But it was a good day. Lunch with my mom. Class. Cake with my family. Hanging with Ashley (we went and walked around Wal*Mart because we're cool like that. And then got Denny's) . Pretty good day. Weird to think I'm 23. I feel so old. Not mature. Just old. 23 seems so official.

Here is a cool picture from my friend Ashley:

Sunday, October 24, 2010

We are so cool . . .

My sister needed to use the internet for a school project, but it wasn't working out our house. So we drove to the McCafe and used their WiFi.

We are so cool.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Fun Friday Fact

First off,


That, in and of itself, is reason to rejoice.

Because that means tomorrow is Saturday. And I can sleep in. And then it's Sunday. And then it's my birthday! So really, today is just a good day.

But I decided to dedicate this post to a fun Sam fact. I don't know if it's really fun. It's actually kind of an embarrasing fact, but it was brought to the front most of my attention on Wednesday.

Ok, so here's the fact.

I blush.

A lot.

And it's embarrassing. Really embarassing. The embarassing part of the whole blushing thing is that most of the time when I blush I'm not even embarassed. It's like my face just chooses the most awkward time to go red. And then I get embarassed because I'm red.

So Wednesday, I work with this pretty cute guy. And when I am around cute guys, or guys I may be interested in at all, I clam up. I'm shy by nature, but my shyness is multiplied and my face does the red thing. So embarassing. So Wednesday my supervisor (he is not the guy I think is cute) was making fun of another girl we work with because her face was red and she was blushing, and then he turned toward me and said, "Sam is the worst." And what does my face do?

It goes red.

AGHHH! I really hate it. It's like that Grey's Anatomy episode where the girl goes in because she blushes all the time. I wonder if that surgery is real . . . Not really. It's not THAT bad.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

My Current Read

So, I'm always reading something. Lately it's been children's books for my Children's Literature class ( best class ever, my homework is reading good books!), but I took a break from my homework reading and am now reading "The Maze Runner" by James Dashner. So good! It really is a page turner. I can't put it down.

So you should read it. Ok.

Random Thoughts of the Day

I'm trying to go to sleep but it isn't coming. Which sucks because I'm really tired.

So, I'm blogging, watching The Big Bang Theory, and resisting the urge to find something to eat because I'm hungry.

I was listening to this song today, and was just thinking how great of a song it is. It's Hands by Jewel. Great Song:

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that
we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's hands

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

My New Lamp

This is one of my latest projects. I wanted a cute lamp, and I was at Wally World and saw this really cute fabric that I wanted to use for something. So I decided to make a lamp out of it. I found the red base at Target. It wasn't exactly what I was looking for but it works and it was $10. Now I need another project!

To Do Today:

1. clean room.
2. laundry.
3. tutor.
4. study for math test.
5. call about other tutoring job.
6. take math test.
7. run.


Sunday, October 17, 2010

This Weekend

So this weekend FLEW BY!

It was fall break, so I had Thurdsay thru Sunday off.

No School. No Work. No worries.

Thursday, I went on the best run ever, and almost made it all the way up killer hill. We did about 6 miles, and it was very much needed. Friday, I got to hang out with Jeff and Ashley. We went to dinner and then to the haunted forrest. It was pretty fun, and it was good to see Jeff, I hadn't seen him in about a year.
Saturday night I chilled with Ashley. Sunday, went to a farewell for a girl I used to babysit.

It was a fun weekend tho. Not looking forward to starting school again.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Quote of the Day

"I don't like that man. I must get to know him better."
So, I'm hopin to have something interesting to post about this weekend, but for now it's just a quote of the day. But before that: I passed the PRAXIS! It's the test I have to take to get into the education program and I got 178. I only had to get 150. I'm pretty excited. And relieved.

Monday, October 04, 2010

C. S. Lewis

I was looking for a quote of the day, and was going to put one by C. S. Lewis because he is one of my favorites, but then I couldn't decide so I decided to put a bunch on here because he's just that good that he deserves a multiple quote post.

A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell.

God cannot give us a happiness and peace apart from Himself, because it is not there. There is no such thing.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

I sometimes wander whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.

It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.

There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, "Thy will be done," and those to whom God says, "All right, then, have it your way."

We are what we believe we are.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable

We are half-hearted creatures, fooling around about drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are too easily pleased.

Friday, October 01, 2010

I've Realized . . .

My birthday is this month. I'm gonna be 23 years old. Holy Old! I've been on this earth 23 years and this is what I've learned and/or realized from my time here so far:

. . . the best smell in the world is clean clothes.

. . . the people who really love you will tell you how it is, no matter if it hurts.

. . . no matter how hard life gets, I am not alone.

. . . as much as I hate this phrase, B.T.I really works.

. . . the only time I regret things is when I don't act.

. . . laughing with friends for absolutely no reason is the best ab workout ever!

. . . reading is the best form of entertainment.

. . . lessons learned do not come easy.

. . . no matter how much you pray for something, if you get a no it's because Heavenly Father knows what's best, even if it's what you think you want.

. . . when I have no one to turn to my family is always there.

. . . the best kisses are the ones that really mean something from someone you really love.

. . . the more I learn the more I don't know.

. . . it's the bigger person who says sorry first, even if it wasn't your fault.

. . . Weezer is one of the best freakin bands ever!

. . . I need to be a better friend, sister, and daugher.

. . . Taylor Swift pretty much has a song for just about everything.

. . . the times when I've been the most myself is when I've been living the gospel.

. . . my sisters are my best friends.

. . . first impressions are usually wrong.

. . . a good pair of jeans are the key to a cute outfit.

. . . that once you get to know someone you usually end up liking them.

. . . sometimes you have to fight for what you want.
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