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Hello, all. Anyone?

I've sadly neglected this blog for a while now.

In 2009 recap. The business aviation market took a nose dive. I took voluntary lay off. And, now I'm scheduled to leave for New Zealand in little over a month. I'll be doing a 6 month program with YWAM (Youth With a Mission) called a DTS (Discipleship Training School). It is my goal to write about my experiences there in a new blog found here: iamseeley.wordpress.com. Please come visit me there.

The Rumpus Room

You should hear my 20th century fox.

Sometimes, I like to "sing" along with movie openings, tv theme songs, guitar solo's and the like. It turns out Ralphy from the Simpsons does too.

Something Funny For You to Watch

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Here are some pictures that I took last Saturday around Wichita. The mission was to take pictures to show in Church on Sunday while we sang "God of this City" by Chris Tomlin. Angela and John joined me for a little adventure through down town.

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(wirrr...crinkle...plunk...)

Chase Me ~ Katie Herzig

Come to think of it, there's not much to say when it don't end the way
you though would
'Cuz I can sit here counting the days when I thought you should call me
Can you live with it? The memory of nothing to lose.
Oh by the way, I have so much confidence in you.
Oh by the way, this just doesn't happen for you.

You gotta chase me.
Fight to break me.
To make all your dreams come true.
Don't keep me waiting, while you're saving your self, for you.

It's too soon to tell, but they said that they loved you and I think I
could of too.
Said they'd never seen me smiling my brains out. I smile all by
brains out for you.
The tale will come to an end, 'cuz when night came the same old
Cinderella tells her tale.
Now I sit here waiting for my shoe.

Who's counting anyway?
Another day is over.
Who wants to live that way?
Another heart is sober.
Unwrap her mystery.
Pour out your heart and show her.
That she is everything you see.
Because, she sees.

You gotta chase her.
Fight to break her.
To make all your dreams come true.
Don't keep her waiting, while you're saving your self, for you.

All grown up.

I live in my own apartment, cook my own food and pay my bills. I go to work every day and sit in a cubicle. I answer my phone and make engineering like decisions. I fill my Jeep up with gas. I vote and pay taxes. I have a loan. I buy toilet paper... And yet, some days I still have to convince myself that I'm not just a little girl playing house, that my mom will be here shortly to take me home and all the fun will be over.