Monday, December 28, 2009

Time...

Perfect Song to start the New Year.

"I've looked in the mirror & the worlds getting clearer...."




"Now..this is my time. I'm gonna make this moment mine..."

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Let it Snow..Let it Snow..Let it Snow


So, I'm trapped. I'm stuck in my small cozy apartment watching every Hallmark movie known to man. This morning I made the journey to my car and couldn't believe how much snow we really got. The snow around my car is up to mid-thigh. You can only take so many walks and watch so many Hallmark movies before you lose your MIND. On the bright side I was able to do my laundry, clean my kitchen, and wrap all my Christmas presents. I am seriously considering rearranging my whole room, but we'll see if that happens. At this very moment I'm watching 'Deadliest Catch'...those men are insane. I would love to go to Alaska though, even if I have NO desire to go sea fishing. Those waters are very violent. They make a lot of money in those waters, but is it really that worth it? I guess they believe so. I know one thing...it sure makes for a interesting TV show. On another topic..I miss my dog. Just 4 more days and my beloved dog Chewy will be home with me. I can't wait. I miss his company. My family is coming into DC for the holidays and I couldn't be happier. I'm planning on taking them to the National Christmas Tree and the National Cathedral. It's beautiful during Christmas time and I'm just hoping the snow stays around long enough for it to be a white Christmas. Because even if the roads suck..it's absolutely beautiful outside. Besides....Chewy loves to play in the snow. I'm off for another walk...lattas.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Bon Jovi..New Jersey...

Last night I was looking for the music video Bon Jovi did with Cindy Crawford in the early 90s on youtube and of course a THOUSAND Bon Jovi videos came up, to which I took a trip down memory lane. You know, that’s why I love music so much. It takes you back to times and moments you almost forgot. Whether good or bad those moments have some amazing sound tracks. Bon Jovi is one of those bands that do that to me. I was 15 years old and it was my sister’s 17th birthday. I wanted to get her something she would really like, so I decided to buy her a CD. I remember searching through different bands she liked and all of a sudden I saw Bon Jovi’s New Jersey. Was it a new release? No, but it had so many AWESOME songs. I mean ‘I’ll be there for you’, ‘bad medicine’, ‘born to be my baby’…the list goes on. I’m a thoughtful gift giver..so this CD meant a lot to me because I remember being in a car with my sister blaring ‘bad medicine’. Since we use to fight all the time that was a good moment for us. Growing up my sis & I weren’t allowed to listen to anything but ‘Christian’ music, so we would rebel from time to time by listening to Bon Jovi & others. lol Anywho, I bought my first CD (Christian or otherwise) and it was Bon Jovi. I gave it to my sister for her birthday thinking I would copy it on cassette (remember when we could do that). Lol Sadly, before I got a chance to do that my sister had a ‘spiritual’ awaking or whatever and got rid of ALL of her ‘hidden’ non-Christian music. She destroyed Bon Jovi. I remember I was SO MAD when I found out. ONE – why didn’t she just give it to me. I love them. TWO – it was a gift I gave her that she destroyed. I was really hurt by that. Luckily, my sister no longer destroys non-Christian music, in fact she’s probably shaking her head right now remembering how silly she was. It’s funny…I forgot about that story until I met a friend who’s completely OBSESSED with Bon Jovi. I understand why he is. Their songs were the sound track to our childhood. A constant staple in our lives, and to that I say Thank you Bon Jovi AND NESS you STILL owe me the CD ‘New Jersey’. ;-)

Attached is a song I would repeat OVER & OVER while dancing around my room before my sister destroyed it….lol….memories.


Don’t hate on the hair bands…..the 80s wouldn’t be the same without them. :-)

Monday, December 7, 2009

I wanna dance....

So, yesterday was my first Sunday as the new Small Group Kids Coordinator for Kids Quest at McLean Bible Church. It was a great day full of new things. I’m so excited to be serving with some amazing people. Some of the volunteers I’ll be working with have been at Kids Quest for years and years. What an amazing testimony of service and sacrifice! These volunteers see the big picture for these kids and how you have to start young. To instill into our children a love and hunger for God’s presence in their lives. I remember when I was interviewing for this position I went in on a Sunday morning just to check out the process. I went into a room with a class full of 4 year olds. I’m not going to lie…I was scared out of my mind. But it didn’t take long for my heart to melt for these little ones. In the corner of the room was a little boy sitting with his Bible on his lap alone. I walked over and told him how lucky he was to have a Bible with pictures. Those are for sure the coolest Bibles. ;-) He told me his daddy got him the Bible and where his father put his name. This little boy, Billy..went on to show me his favorite Bible story (with pictures) and wouldn’t leave his Bible unattended to go play with the other kids. After talking to him for a little bit I asked him if he would like me to watch his Bible so he could play with the others. He thought about it…then agreed to let me hold it for him. To which for the remainder of the class that Bible never left my hands. I found it so endearing that at the age of 4 this little boy cherished his Bible so much. He was sitting by himself in the corner not playing because he didn’t want to leave it alone. He cherished it because his dad gave it to him. This book was important to his father therefore it was important to him. I thought to myself how vital it is to teach our children the importance of God’s Word at a young age. At 4yrs, Billy’s dad is instilling the foundation of what kind of man Billy will become. Being a part of helping these families do that is a honor…a blessing. I’m so excited about the different things the Lord is going to teach me with this new position.

I’ll leave you with a funny story from yesterday…

Well, we had a few children yesterday who were having a hard time settling down. So much so that they were given to the Kids Quest staff to calm down in our office. This one little girl was just screaming and throwing a fit to say the least. She wanted her mom and she was obviously use to getting what she wants. At Kids Quest we teach good behavior so of course we have to be consistent and never cave to the child. So, she was screaming and screaming…kicking her legs against the door of the room she was locked in. At some point she was crying so hard she was making herself tired OR maybe my ears were ringing so much I became delusional but I SWEAR she was scream humming and door kicking to the tune of ‘I wanna dance with somebody’ by Whitney Houston. For the life of me I couldn’t get it out of my head, so I started humming/singing it while she proceeded to act a mess. She finally calmed down and was a very sweet cute little girl, but that tune is still in my head with the imagine of a child throwing a fit. I think I found my future cooping mechanism. lol

So because I love you all so much you can join me in my mental flashback. I do love this song…lol
“I wanna dance with somebody” by Whitney Houston.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Bahamas 2009



Heaven Help Us All....more to come!!

This video catches the essence of our first few days in the Grand Bahamas.


Jon is the Sandman!!
You can't go to the beach without burying somebody. Jon wanted to be a sand woman so because we loved him so much we MADE it happen. I have to admit though...that was the ugliest sand woman I ever saw.


Captn' Ben trying to save our lives AND Jon's AMAZING war stories.

We had the BEST MOST PERFECT vacation. I went snorkeling for the first time...saw a stingray!! But what made it so perfect was the company that went. I laughed more in that week then probably my whole life. Between Ben's fire dancing...Jon's sandman...Michelle's limbo...and Carley's dancing queen...I was in stitches all week. We made memories for a lifetime...like walking 2 miles to the scary store in the dark, just to get there and realize we really didn't need to go OR Jon killing so many ants in the pool that we voted it justified his 98th kill. :-) I could go on & on but don't worry I won't. :-) I do have one regret though....I wish I had my camera with me when Jon & Ben had their Playboy waterfall model contest in the resort pool. I still can't believe they didn't kick us out, but they DID keep Jon's camera. lol


Ben fire dancing and LOVING IT!!
Background story, Ben refused to dance with me, Carley & Michelle, so we went to the DJ and asked him to embarrass our Benny. When the fire dancer came around we pretty much pushed Ben into her flaming arms. :-) You should of danced with us Ben!! lol


The Jon Roll
There was a guy & his family sitting beside us who kept rolling in the sand..completely embarrassing his family. So of course, our guys decided they wanted to do it as well. Sadly, I didn't get the sand angels on video. :-)


We had the most amazing time in the Grand Bahamas...even if we never used the free scooters.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

It's a New DAY...


Ok, I’ve finally made myself sit down and write my blog. It’s been a CRAZY busy month to say the least, but the BIGGEST thing is I MOVED!! I FINALLY got my own little place and by ‘own’ I mean rent. Don’t judge..I live in DC it’s expensive, BUT no more roommates. Now, let me be clear…I’ve had some pretty great roommates who have helped me through some hard times, but there is nothing like coming home to your own little place. I decorate it the way I want…I have room in the frig for my own food (yes, that was a major problem before)…and I don’t have to worry about someone getting in the shower right before I was going to jump in. It’s my small little piece of Heaven. :-) I’ve been cooking and decorating…just loving the blessing God has given me.I’ve waited so long to have this. A quiet peaceful place for me and my poodle. Chewy is LOVING it by the way. He’s never kenneled anymore. He’s such a good dog and he’s made friends with my neighbor’s dog Bella. She’s a beautiful grey hound that’s 4 times the size of Chewy, but he loves her. So, we’re very happy in our new place. I was lucky enough to have my mom come down for a week to help me move in and decorate.
Even my dad made it down for a few days, so now all my lights have the ‘right energy saving’ bulbs. Dad’s are great! All my dad wants is a mission when he comes to visit. My father is probably the most impatient man I have ever met, so give him a mission and everybody is happy. Send him to the store for cough syrup, he’ll come back with tissues, cough drops, bacteria fighting mouthwash, and shampoo. Yes, you heard me right…no cough syrup…SO he’ll turn around and go back for it. :-) It’s a NEW DAY…for this little Adams girl. What’s next? Well, I’m going to the Bahamas for Thanksgiving and Ireland for my birthday in March. So, my future is looking pretty bright and full of adventure, which let’s be honest is all this girl ever wanted. ;-)

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Sick Day..

So, over the last few days I’ve been sick. It’s a major head cold which I probably got from my friend Ben but that’s neither here nor there. The point is I’m sick and miserable. Due to this fact it made me start remembering other times in my life when I was really sick. One of those times was when I was about 14 years old. I got broncular pneumonia.
I remember it was around one of those surprise visits my grandparents love to do. I was downstairs after school watching TV with my mom and grandma (grandma was yapping on about something on TV) when I started feeling really bad. My dad got home and as soon as he heard I wasn’t feeling well…he yelled GO TO BED. This was a order to be obeyed…which at that moment I didn’t disagree with. I guess my mom knew I really wasn’t feeling well because I went to bed no argument. She got me settled into bed like a good mother and my mom is the best…so she rubbed my forehead for a little bit and let me go to sleep. Why is it every time you’re sick it gets worse at night? Well, I remember feeling like crap and having a hard time walking to my parents room. I got my mom and I had a major fever.
My mom wanted to take me to the emergency room but my dad wanted to wait until the clinic opened at 7am (I think). My dad had the amazing idea of putting his 14 year old daughter who at this point couldn’t walk on her own in a cold bath. I remember him telling my mom if my temp didn’t go down we were going to the emergency room. That bath was PAINFUL..like needles on the skin. I remember crying a lot. I had strength enough to get myself in and out of the tub but needed the help of my parents to get back to my room. To my dad’s luck my temperature went down a little..if not I think my mom would of killed him. Anyway, my mom slept by me that night and as soon as the office opened my butt was the first patient. My full temp was back and I was diagnosed with broncular pneumonia. My grandparents stayed with me during the day while my mom had to work. I remember I was very contagious so my grandma and mom were the only ones who would get close to me. Everyday multiple times a day my grandfather would pop his head in my room to in his words “makin’ sure you’re still alive”. He also dropped off things I loved like peanut butter cups, hot tea, and other random things. Sometimes he would just stand at the door and talk to me. A few times I caught him just watching me as I slept. I knew he was really worried. Now don’t get me wrong I’m very glad I’m not suffering from broncular pneumonia today…it was painful. But I do miss having that support system around me when I’m sick. That security of family taking care of you. It really sucks how fast time goes, but I look forward to the day I have a little girl or boy of my own who I can comfort by rubbing their foreheads to sleep. Giving them the security I have been blessed to have my whole life. I was/am a lucky girl.