Why This Busy Girl Loves to Make Extra Plans

I would say “Thursday Greetings,” but it’s 1:50 am, so there goes that.

Hello All!

Time and sleep are precious and limited commodities in my life right now. It often seems like reading, writing, and other things I love are taking a back seat, which breaks my heart. What’s a girl to do? Homework has a deadline, commitments must be fulfilled, and work calls my name.

I’m exhausted; but what keeps me going?

Plans.

In all the business and bustle of life, one thing I love the most is to have plans. What in the world do I mean? As if I don’t have enough on my plate! But hear me out. There’s just something about making an elaborate plan to do something that makes you happy. Yeah, it’s another date and time on your already-full calendar, but it’s not like the others. It’s escape time. This is why I go to theatricals on a more-and-more regular basis. If I were being completely honest, I would say it’s one of the things that keeps me sane. Just the knowledge that if I can survive until that Thursday evening (or whatever it may be), I can have a few hours to take in something wonderful and catch my breath from running life’s race…

Don’t get me wrong, I love my life. There are countless good things in it: my family, education, relationship with Jesus, books, and the list goes on. But great things can still be “busy” things when they are part of the day-after-day. So, I provide myself with something extra special (to me) to look forward to: something for which to count the days down. Recently, it has been another opera (La Traviata), which I went to a couple weeks ago; The Phantom of the Opera, which was a last minute plan that took place tonight;  and in only 14 days, a spring break trip to Vancouver Island. Some are big plans, some are small, some are last minute, and some have been on the calendar for quite some time, but they are all a block of time in which I am not a student, employee, or *fill in the blank,* but instead I can be the person I would try to be if I had all the time in the world.

Here’s my challenge for you: make some plans! If you’re feeling the blah of the mundane or just tired of pushing all day to crash at night, make a plan! Whenever, wherever. There’s something liberating about watching the time tick down on that countdown app. It’s not about forgetting to savor every moment, but it is about setting aside a time that’s tailor-made just for yourself. Then all those other moments seem a little more important, because they’re the stepping stones to the big shebang!

P.S. It’s okay to take yourself on a date. (Even on Valentine’s Day. I did!)

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Adventures in Quebec

Bonjour!

Recently, I took a trip to the magnificent Quebec City. You may or may not remember my having mentioned it in posts from earlier on. Needless to say, I was absolutely thrilled to be going. I was with a group of nearly 70 young people on a missions trip, in which we sang in both English and French, reached out to the community, and assisted the local missionaries in any way possible, but we also were able to do some exploring of our own!

Spending time in Quebec City has been a dream of mine for several years, so last month a dream came true!

There’s something utterly captivating and enrapturing about Quebec City, which is entirely immersed in French culture. When you’re walking in Old Town Quebec, you can’t help but feel as if you’ve stepped entirely out of place and time to a small French Villa some many years ago, where most people will smile and offer a “Bonjour!” in passing by on cobblestone streets, above which loom light posts with hanging, colorful flower baskets. The sounds of horses hooves is not unfamiliar due to the carriages that still roam the city, now carrying tourists rather than locals. You need only glance around, it doesn’t matter which direction, and you will no doubt see some sort of beautiful architecture, whether it be a stone catholic church long closed but still standing, a statue or a fountain, a gate to the wall that still surrounds the city or even the Chateau Frontenac itself.

Quebec is no ordinary place, nor does it have an ordinary feel. In many ways, though indescribable, Quebec City feels like home. Perhaps it’s just that way for me because I have, over the years, developed such an adoration for this place that I had never been to, or perhaps that is the magic of the city, and no one is exempt. When I was finally able to explore it for myself, my fascination and love only grew. As the capital of the province of Quebec, you could expect it to be crowded and busy, but instead it is leisurely and calming, and rather than skyscrapers and concrete, it boasts stone castles and cobblestone, with lush, green grass never far away. It is purely poetic.

Although I have tried to paint a picture with my words, I thought I would be fair and offer you actual pictures as well. You’ll see some local art that I purchased in the Art Alley (An alley lined with art created and sold by local artists). Hanging in front of each painting is a picture of me at the place depicted. Keep in mind, none of these are postcards. They are all pictures that I either took myself or had taken of me. As is obvious, I put words on a couple of them. This was done with one of my favorite apps: “Spark Post.”  I apologize in advance for any poor quality due to the lighting in my room.

 

 

 

Exploring Corinth: Borroum’s Drug Store

Hello All!

On my recent trip to Mississippi, my cousin, aunt, and I took time to explore some nearby areas-one of them being Corinth, MS. Corinth holds a lot of history and boasts some beautiful houses from the Civil War era.

Knowing my love of historical eras and places, my cousin took me to Borroum’s Drug Store and Soda Fountain.

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What a neat place! We stopped here for lunch and an old fashioned soda, and learned a lot about its past. It was established in 1865 by Dr. Andrew Jackson Borroum as a Drug Store, and the soda fountain was added around the 1970’s. The store has been passed down from parent to child since the time of its opening and is now, at 150 years old, run by the seventh generation.

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Borroum’s still operates as both a pharmacy and soda fountain

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The back of Borroum’s menu tells its story

In the right bottom corner on the back of their menu you’ll see an explanation of the “slugburger,” a famous item on their menu.

This was developed during the depression, when money was scarce, as a substitute for typical burgers. They were made with a mixture of pork, potato flour as an extender, and spices and cooked in animal fat, as explained on the menu. These imitation hamburgers were much cheaper, selling for a nickel, and became known as slugburgers due to the nickel’s nickname “slug.” Although slightly altered since that time, and now garnished with mustard, onion, and a pickle, this tidbit of history lives on at Borroum’s.

Of course, I could not pass up the opportunity to try one of these slugburgers with my vanilla Coke.

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Slugburger, chips, and vanilla Coke

This is an experience I am happy I did not miss, and if you ever find yourself near Corinth, Mississippi, stop by Borroum’s Drug Store to enjoy a old fashioned soda, eat a slugburger, or pick up a prescription. The only thing that could make it better is to travel back in time and see it in the past!

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“Hello” from me and Borroum’s

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.

~Alyssa