Ok, so after a little hiatus I am back. This past week was one of inspiration, fun,
challenge, and pure exhaustion. Quite literally,
I even took at three hour nap yesterday and slept all night. So, here goes all I have learned in a
blog.
Thursday and Friday of last week were competition days for
the Miss California State Competition. Most
people hear this and think beauty pageant.
But it isn’t. There is no judging on beauty, swimsuit, or poise. It is strictly a scholarship competition with
areas of competition including community service, academics, interviews, fair
industry (the title holder is the official hostess of the California State
Fair), community advocacy, impromptu, and talent (no beauty in any of those
areas). The organization that puts it is
on is Youth Focus, Inc. being an advocate for the advancement of youth.
I have worked with this organization since 2005 when I first
competed and have served as competitor, judge, and now chaperon. I have seen a variety of All Star Teams, but
this one will always hold a special place in my heart. This team was unique as there was a very
special guy competing for the title of California State Ambassador. He was talented (extremely – he plays 8 instruments
and focuses on 4), kind hearted, and compassionate. But what made him unique was that we competed
with Autism. I have never seen a special
needs individual compete, much less at the high standards required of this
competition. That was special enough,
but watching his team mates join around him and support him was something
else.
Most often, contestants will help each other out, but try
their best to stand out on top. This
year they all helped David without any care to where it would put them in the
competition. He was so inspiring; they
just could not help it. He came in
second with the title of Golden State Ambassador with a perfect score in talent
(his harp playing brought me to tears it was so beautiful). When they called his name, he didn’t realize
what it meant. The girl I chaperoned all
week, and who was named Miss California State 2013, Madi Wackerman was standing
next to him. She leaned down to tell him
he won and we were just so excited. I do
not think he has ever won something this big in his life. The entire contestant pool erupted in cheers…it
was truly beautiful.
Miss California State 2013 Madi and Me |
California State Golden State Ambassador 2013 and Me |
This competition kept me on my feet about 14 hours a day
four six days in heels. Those of you who
know me know I am always in heels, but by the end of the week my feet were
numb. Quite literally, two days later
and I still can’t feel my toes. But, it
was worth it to see this team. They
truly blessed me. I was able to write an
article (thank you to Josh for catching a mistake…that’s what I get for writing
on 2 hours of sleep…thank you). Thank
you to all who read it for me.
I was very successful at avoiding the ex last week. Though on my way out of the final luncheon he
tried to catch me. All I could was wave
at him and hurry out because I was hosting a birthday party for my sister that
night and still had a three hour drive ahead of me. So close but no cigar, sir! Too bad I have to
do it all over again this week at the fair.
He is judging and I am working with the girls. Good news, Miss California State (who I
chaperoned last week) and my mini-me will also be there and they run great interference. Plus, even with the two hour time difference,
Robert said I could call him and use him as an excuse. He is the best boyfriend ever.
I made it back to finish set up for the birthday party with
only a couple hours to spare, but it was a great party made more intimate by
the orchard setting. It was lovely. I got to see my siblings I seldom get to see
because of distance and schedules, and enjoyed watching everyone. I was so tired though I could barely stand up
by the end of the night. I didn’t even
do the beer tasting because it would only make things worse.
Birthday girl, my daddy, and me! |
I hadn’t been able to talk to Robert all week (it felt like
eternity). So, I called him on the final
ten minutes home (yes, I know it was illegal, but I put him on speaker phone
and drove with both hands on the wheel).
It was so nice to hear his voice.
You never know how much someone means to you until you can’t talk with them
or see them. Those ten minutes were not
enough. Though, he succeeded in doing
something no one else really has been able to do – calm me down in less than
five minutes. So, after the party,
though I was so tired, I crawled into bed and Skyped him on my phone. I think he was shocked to see how tired I
looked. Oh, but it was so needed to see
him and reconnect with him.
Yesterday, I did the 5th Sunday celebration at my
mom’s church. She does only one service on 5th Sundays of the month
so that everyone at church can see everyone.
This week she made a 20 foot ice cream sundae. I helped in the drama and on the worship team
and served. It was fun.
I then had lunch with my grandparents and great aunt. They wanted to know more about Robert and asked to see a picture of him. I showed them one of him in his dress uniform and they just about lit up! “How handsome!” “What nice eyes,” and “Wow! Does he have a lot of ribbons…speaks well of him” seemed to pepper the conversation. They are anxious to meet this wonderful beau of mine (two more months grandma.)
Me at the 20 foot ice cream sundae |
I then had lunch with my grandparents and great aunt. They wanted to know more about Robert and asked to see a picture of him. I showed them one of him in his dress uniform and they just about lit up! “How handsome!” “What nice eyes,” and “Wow! Does he have a lot of ribbons…speaks well of him” seemed to pepper the conversation. They are anxious to meet this wonderful beau of mine (two more months grandma.)
Robert in dress uniform for me |
I crashed when I got home.
A three hour nap and two episodes of the West Wing and I was just beginning
to feel normal again. I Skyped Robert
and we started planning the trip to Maryland (getting really excited about
it). He had a test this morning he was
stressing over. But, when you prepare
you succeed. Who has a handsome beau
with brains that got a 97% on his test he was just hoping to pass? Me! So
proud of you, honey!
And now, to start another day back in the orchards. Here we go!!!
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