ice ice party continues

Below are pictures of myself and some treasured housemates all learning the soulja boy dance. The soulja boy dance has become wildly popular and so of course the house of love felt the need to join in, so last night Rachel, Amanda and I opted to learn the dance and of course take pictures.

  

 

 

Now if you don’t know the soulja boy dance then please reference you tube video below.

Insufficient Desk Space = Lack of Productivity?

 

I’m not going to be very productive today, I already know. I don’t have a lot of desk space, it’s true, but let’s be real, that won’t be the main reason for my distraction.

While insufficient desk space is often the cause of low productivity, the issue here is more about affection.

so today…

intense affection=low productivity

katie quotes from the superbowl

while instructing me to look up Tom Brady’s ex-girlfriend

“go google monkey; google monkey go.”

 

while watching post game celebration

“i’m so proud of what we did today.”

 

in other notes watching a super bowl with girls is intense, but when we call out for player stats we’re not asking for game info, we want to know single, dating, or married.

Battle in the Ardennes Forest

I’ve just left the trenches. Now there are still treaties to be signed and out processing to go through, but the fighting is over. All is quiet on these fronts.

We finally finished sorting through all the product/supplies that came back from onething.  The bookstore alone filled most of basketball court in the gym for the last four weeks, but as of Friday we finally marched out of that miry forest, we finally cleared out of the gym.

I cannot describe to you what it has been like the last few weeks, I cannot begin to describe that kind of battle, it was ugly, there were casualties, I nearly lost it on a number of occasions, but Friday night came and it was like our own VE day. Liberation has never felt so sweet.

So while this analogy has clearly run it course, I do want to apply this final principle, the bonds formed in war, the bonds formed in trenches, the bonds formed in adversity truly create a brotherhood, a fraternity, a family.

The love I feel for each person I’ve worked with this week (disgusting back breaking work) has cemented, I feel bonded to them, they’ve become a part of my family. I’m privileged to work with them, I’m honored to serve with them.

I’d want no one else in my trench with me.