Monita Lupe

and we're back...

2010-04-18T19:28:00.000-07:00

It's been almost a year since I've last updated my blog. I almost gave up on it but decided to give it a second chance. So, it's good to be back. Here's my latest deep thought...

Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily. It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God's love in us) does not insist on its won rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it (it pays no attention to a suffered wrong). It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail. Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances and it endures everything (without weakening). Love never fails... 1Cor. 13:4-8

There are so many times that I have to step back and think about what would love do. Love is always ready to believe that best in every person.

Cleaning the house...

2009-05-07T06:06:00.000-07:00

Why clean my house during the day when I can do it my sleep! I have this thing where I think someone is coming over so I'll shove all of my clothes in a pile and throw a towel over them and head back to bed. Strange, I know, but my house looks really good the next morning.

On the Steps...

2009-05-06T05:10:00.000-07:00

Ok, so the last couple of nights, I'm thinking I've been asleep for hours and hours. Then I wake up to eat something and I find out I've only been asleep for 45 minutes! I don't know if I should be mad or happy...mixed emotions here people. Well, in my first 45 minutes of sleep I dreamt that I had sleepwalked my way outside my apartment and was sitting on the steps. Then my dad comes over and tells me that I'm outside and should probably go back inside and get in bed. So I frantically wake up because I'm thinking I'm outside. I was relieved to find out that I was still in bed, hungry, but still in bed. I got up and ate a tortilla and was contemplating eating popcorn, but decided I didn't want to brush my teeth.

Next blog: A reflection of when I ran out of bed and twisted my ankle. I know, I know, you can't wait!

You're Fat!

2009-05-02T17:05:00.000-07:00

Last night I stayed at my parents house in Cove and slept on the couch. This is what happened when I went to sleep.

I dreamt that I was on a track, like at a football field but I'm not running. There's a bunch of people in the middle of the track dancing the waltz. Then there's this couple that just got married and the bride smells the grooms blue tweed jacket and says he always smells like B.O. Which I thought was weird cause they just got married and I thought you should say sweet things on your wedding day. The dream continues. After that, I'm walking on the track and there's this guy who yells "Hey, Fatty! When you gonna shave your mustache?!" He can't be talking to me! Then I go from walking around the track to being in a car that is zooming past the guy that called me fatty. I'm so mad now. I'm ticked off. I'm thinking to myself, the next time I pass him I'm gonna punch him hard in the face. My car gets closer to him and I'm looking for the guy to deck, but he's gone. I can't find him. Chicken!

New Blog...

2009-05-01T12:02:00.000-07:00

So, after much thought, prayer and suplication, I've decided to start a new blog. It's no secret that when I sleep, strange things happen. I do things that have me scratching my head in the morning. Where did I put this? How did that get there? Did I really do that? My new blog will consist of things that I've done in my sleep. There's no doubt in my mind that this will definately have my readers on the edge of their seats. So, stay tuned! It'll be great fun!

If you loved Twilight...

2009-01-02T05:50:00.000-08:00

You'll love this hit by the Neubig sisters! Grab your bucket of popcorn and your Kleenex, cause you're gonna need it as we take you on a non-stop romantic comedy that will have you begging for more!

And there I was...

2008-12-30T09:38:00.001-08:00

We still got any readers on this blog? Can I get a whoop, whoop?!

2008-09-16T19:54:00.000-07:00

The One That Stands Out

2008-09-15T18:26:00.000-07:00

There is a thread that runs through all the fabrics of my life. Sometimes you see it more than others. Sometimes it blends right in. But because of it being so obvious it has a name. Enter: Inconsistency. I looked up the definition of inconsistency on dictionary.com. It says it's the art of not being consistent. I thought to myself, "Well, what does consistent mean?" It means in agreement; compatible; uniform; reliable or steady.

How many times have I decided that I'm gonna finish this or pay this off no matter what? Days, months, even years pass by and little if any change has happened. There's a saying that the only thing that's consistent is the inconsistency. How do you break an inconsistent habit? What are the steps? Galatians 6:9 says this, "And let us not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season we shall reap, if we do not loosen and relax our courage and faint." It's a battle. Being consistent and being inconsistent. Sometimes consistency takes home the gold. Other times he's forgotten.

So, what has to keep me from being inconsistent? Realizing the goal. Whatever my goal may be I need to get the end in sight. There's beauty in something that is uniform, something that is steady and is reliable.

Familar Territory

2008-09-10T19:59:00.000-07:00

Have you ever felt like you've been at a certain place before? Not just physically but maybe in your life? It's like a roadblock that is set up, you run straight into it time after time after time. There are certain areas in my life that are just like that. It's a well woren path. I've been down this road before. In fact, I'm there now. Lessons that I should've learned by now are just like that road. I know where it leads. I know all the landmarks, where all the rest stops are. I've been here before. I can tell you how to get there. I've never been past it. What's the hold up? What's on the other side? There's truth and freedom and rest and peace over there. Yes, I beat my head against the wall time and time again. Yes I've been here before. BUT, I'm not staying here. I'm so grateful that there's a God that is SO patient with me. He only wants the best for me. So, what now? Just like anything else in life, you get up, take a step back, get some perspective, ask for forgiveness and do better next time. There's always gonna be a next time!

Fire! Fire!

2008-08-27T21:34:00.000-07:00

This is a video from the orphanage in Africa. It's a song and the words are, "Fire, fire, fire oh the devil fire. No I cannot leave Jesus follow Satan. No I cannot leave Jesus follow Satan. God forbid bad things. God forbid bad things." They had motions to the song and everything. It was great!

Say what?!

2008-07-07T16:58:00.001-07:00

So when I was in Africa, we were running a medical clinic to help out the people of the village. I had the opportunity to help out in the clinic and they put me to work in the triage part of the clinic. We took blood, temperatures, blood pressure and urine samples. They also took the weight of the patients. I laughed everytime they walked a person up to the scale and automatically expected them to know what to do. They would look at the scale, then look at the nurse....with a blank stare on their face. They didn't know what to do. They didn't know to step on the scale and what the purpose of the scale was. It made me laugh.

Africa, oh Africa...

2008-07-06T18:12:00.000-07:00

We left Monday morning. Our flight was 18 hours. We arrived in Nigeria on Tuesday night. We left for the orphange on Wednesday morning. That was a 7 hour drive on roads that are less than diserable. The ride was filled with riddles and plenty of yo mama jokes. I don't I knew what to expect when I got there. The only thing I knew was that it was gonna be hot. I wasn't expecting to fall in love with the kids there at the orphange. They have so many needs. Things that in America we may take for granted. Clean clothes, meals, air conditioning.

I left some of my heart in Africa. I tell God often that I want to do great things for him. Our lives are but vapors. We're here for such a short period of time. I want to make an impact. I believe that someone is waiting for me. To tell them the good news.

All in all, I had a great time. It changed my life and if I were given the option to leave for Africa tomorrow, I would jump on the plane and do it all over again.

18 more day...

2008-06-05T10:04:00.001-07:00

As of today, June 5, I have 18 more days till I venture off into the great land of Africa...Nigeria to be exact. It's gonna be pretty fun!

Things I learned on the River...

2008-05-11T18:09:00.000-07:00

I took my brother to the Comal River in New Braunfels this past Saturday. The day turned out to be really fun after a very cloudy morning. We got our toobs and headed toward the river. It's about a 2 hour float, so we got an all day pass. Here's what I learned while on the river:

One. Sunscreen is your friend. Don't forget to put it on your legs.
Two. Keep your butt up when going down chute #2.
Three. Most of the time, things are never what they seem. I've learned that I'm pretty quick to judge people...even the drunk ones. I don't have to accept the way they live, but that doesn't give me the right to judge them.
Four. 3 times on the river is usually enough.
Five. It's ok to pee in the river; the person next to you probably just did.

Poteet Strawberry Festival 2008

2008-04-13T16:35:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was the Poteet Strawberry Festival in Poteet, Texas...you have to say it with a twang accent. Anyway, we left the church around 9 in the morning and arrived in Poteet around 10am. I wasn't even thinking about sunscreen when I left and now I'm so regretting it! Ugh! We saw a guy that's from New York who rehabilitates falcons, hawks and raptors. He brought out a falcon that has a wing span of 7 feet wide and she can see a rabbit 2 miles ahead of her...amazing! Then we saw the Fire on the Mountain Cloggers, which was very....uh...interesting at first then my butt started to hurt....we tipped our hats to the Fire on the Mountain Cloggers, then we left. We finished up the Festival with the Poteet Rodeo. I've never been to a rodeo before so it was very exciting. That's where I got my sunburn on my arms, neck and ever famous racoon-sunburn...which is in the shape of my sunglasses! I ate almost everything I saw at the Poteet Strawberry Festival. I had corn on the cob, BBQ sandwich, chocolate dipped strawberrys, strawberry ice cream, strawberry shortcake and strawberry cheesecake, followed by an ice tea. Yeah, I think I'm done eating for awhile! Anyway, on the way back home my friend Rachel told me that I had a sunglass sunburn on my face. I asked her if it was noticable. She said no, not really! LIAR!!!!!!! You can see my face amile away!!! Other than that, it was a success and I'm glad I got the chance to go. I'll try to post a picture of my raccoon face.

$36 to Pop-A-lock

2008-03-29T20:01:00.000-07:00

I was on my way to Target this morning. I was on the phone talking to my dad, sitting in my car at the Target parking lot about to get off the phone. I hung up with my dad and decided to leave my phone in my car bacause it's too bulky to carry. I got out of the car, locked the door and started walking toward Target. I don't carry a purse so everything that I carry is shoved inside my pockets. I noticed that my pants were somewhat loose...

I locked my dang keys in my car. Imagine with me in slow motion. Me closing the door to my car, turning around...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! (click) (sigh)

I had to use the target phone and wait for the guy to come and take $36 bucks from me.

Ugh!

Home Sweet Home!

2008-03-08T11:27:00.000-08:00

I just moved into my very own apartment last Saturday. I can actually say that I love my new home! It's kinda bare right now. I have a bed, a tv, a guitar, tons of books and clothes. But hey, you have to start somewhere right?! I'll post of pictures of it soon!

quote of the day

2008-02-20T21:29:00.000-08:00

I found these quotes from the quote of the day. I thought they were pretty funny. Enjoy.
#1 - When I was first born, I was so shocked that I didn't talk for a year and a half.
#2 - A friend will help you move. A real friend will help you move a body.
Your welcome!

This has been another deep thought by mona neubig. goodnight.

Broke my heart and ate all my gum!

2008-02-09T11:53:00.000-08:00

My friend came to visit me this past weekend. We had a blast! We went hiking in Panther Canyon, took a trip to Austin and spent the majority of the time hanging out at the Riverwalk in San Antonio. Tons of walking! We didn't talk about "us" at all, so I took that as a "not happening" sign. I dropped him off at the airport Tuesday night. He took my last piece of gum...

Newby from a Neubig....

2008-01-25T20:30:00.000-08:00

I really don't have a new blog. Nothing exciting has been going on and to make something up would be lying. I'm watching the news and I've never heard tennis sound so exciting! I get my hair done tomorrow so I'll let you know how it goes. I hate getting my haircut. It's always a nerve-racking expericence for me. I think mainly because when I was little my dad took all 4 of us to the college of cosmotology to get our hair cut for $5. I always looked like Ringo Starr...when he was a young Beatle.

SHAFT!

Such is life...

2008-01-12T09:01:00.000-08:00

My brother writes blogs that should be published in books. My sister writes blogs that are comical and have one begging for more writings. I write blogs...none that should be published and if they're are comical, it's only by accident! Nonetheless, I write. Such is life.

I like music. I got a ipod for Christmas and I love it! I figure if anything it should be a great motivator to get outside. I've put some great music on it. Fleetwood Mac, Foreinger, The Eels, Death Cab for Cutie, John Mayer, Michael Jackson (beat song....that's the only reason why!) And some other bands that I'm kinda embarassed to tell you...so those bands will remain nameless!

I did it!

2008-01-08T18:39:00.000-08:00

It has been a long time coming, but I slept through the whole night without getting up and doing anything retarded. Well, I did get up at 2:30 and had something to drink, checked my email and ate some carmel popcorn. Mmmmmm...but other than that, it was a good night!

Bigger than life...

2008-01-06T19:44:00.000-08:00

Kid's really do say the funniest things. In kid's church today, half of the class had to go to the bathroom, so the helper took them. There were only 4 kids left. So, Daniel, being very observant says this...

"There's only 1, 2, 3, 4 of us left and 1 GINORMOUS BIG PERSON!" Can you guess who was the ginormous big person?! Yeah, needless to say, I felt very big this morning. It was sooooo funny though.

I laughed.

Now Arriving...

2008-01-05T19:15:00.000-08:00

According to dictionary.com, the defination of arrive is to come to a certain point in the course of travel. I've been thinking about that alot lately. About arriving in life. How do you know if and when you've arrived? Are there signs telling you that you've made it? If we have arrived at someplace, then doesn't that mean that we've left another? That would only make sense. With that thought, that brings me to this. With me, I think I'm constantly arriving. Always coming to a certain point in the course of travel. I'm always making decisions on a daily basis that are causing me to depart from one desitination and move on to another, whether I am aware of it or not. I think that sometimes I arrive at places I don't want to be at...which causes me to be dissapointed, frustrated but at the same time determined. Determined to move on, to not be in the same place anymore. Determined to make better choices. In 2008, I want to "arrive" at certain areas in my life. Move on from those places that I'm constantly departing from, but always making a u-turn and going back. The bible says this, that we GROW in the knowlegde of God. Growing could be considered a form of arriving, couldn't it? You've left the crawling stage and now you're walking. I want to grow...in every area of my life.

This has been another deep thought by Mona Neubig.

The strangest things happen in my sleep...

2007-12-13T19:40:00.000-08:00

So I know that I do weird things when I'm sleepy. How do I know? Well, sometimes I wake up and things that ought not be under my pillow are under my pillow. For instance, socks. One time I woke up and had put lotion on my hands and just left it there. Didn't rub it in, nope, just left it pilied on my hands and went back to sleep. Lately, I'll be asleep and wake up thinking that someone is coming over and I need to clean the place up. So, I'll take my dirty clothes and push them to one side of the room. Or like the other night, I took a throw blanket from the couch and placed it over my dirty clothes and went back to bed. I'm so weird! Sometimes, I'll catch myself doing these weird things, I'll tell myself I'm retarded and I'll go back to bed. I know, strange! I'll keep you updated...there's usually more to come!

Thank you and goodnight!
mona

You dirty RAT!

2007-12-13T19:32:00.000-08:00

Ok, so I have to admit. I'm not a hard core blogger. I have funny stories that I think of through out the day that I want to share on my blogging thingy. Then when I get home, I forget to put them in my blogging thingy. But I finally have a story to share with the blogging world, which I think consists of mainly Lorren and sometimes my mom and a occasional random guy named Rick. So, here we go. I stopped by the church Tuesday night after work to play the drums and pick up some stuff for kid's church. I was kinda hungry and knew that there were some pop tarts in the coffee closet from Sunday. So, I went down the hall and bust open the door to the closet and low and behold there was the biggest rat I'd ever seen looking at my pop tart! I squelled like a little girl and ran out of the church. Man, that sucker was huge! From the tip of my middle finger to my wrist was the size of just his body, not including his tail! GRODY MCFRODY! That's all I gotta say! We put up some traps and that sticky stuff that's supposed to, well, make them stick to the sticky stuff. Let's just say it's a bad day to be a RAT!

This has been another deep thought by Mona.
Thank you and goodnight.

Wassail Fest 2007

2007-12-06T20:54:00.000-08:00

I am wassailed out! For those of you that don't know, Lorren and mom, here in New Braunfels, wassail is the big "to do" on December 6. It's kinda like a apple cider mixer. You can get it leaded (with alcohol) or unleaded ( without alcohol). There's a competition between the shops downtown who can make the best wassail. So, you walk around to each table, there's about 50, and taste each drink. I got to #6 and I was about to throw up wassail. I voted for table #47. Their's was made with butterscotch...it was sooooo good. So needless to say...I can't take any more wassail. There was also Cheesefest 2008...but that's for another blog.

This has been another deep thought by mona.

Thank you and goodnight.

2007-11-29T10:45:00.000-08:00

I love Christmas time...especially Christmas music. Man, I'm rockin it out here to "Feliz Navidad"!

*mona gets up from her chair, raises her hands in the air, waves them like she just don't care...*

"Can I get a whoop, whoop?!" she yells as if people are around her.

*mona sits back down, waiting for the next great christmas song to come on...she thinks to herself, "man this song is long!"

AWWW YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Christmas baby!

I hope your Christmas is a Spectacular Event worth remembering!

Freeze my tucas off!

2007-11-26T07:21:00.001-08:00

It's freezing here in New Braunfels. It doesn't help the fact that I can't feel my fingers when I work at a place that has holes in the floor and is warmer outside than inside! I kid you not. I'm wearing my hat and gloves inside and taking them off outside. What's wrong with this picture. That's all I have to say about that.

This has been another deep thought by Mona Neubig.
Thank you.

Better end of the deal...

2007-11-18T16:54:00.000-08:00

This happened last summer, but i was just reading through some of my old blogs from myspace and I thought I would re-post this.

Ok, so I just got back from Gulf Shores, Alabama on a youth summer camp. I had a super fun time. 225 teenagers, 7 kids under the age of 6, the sun, the ocean and a big supply of food to last for a month. What more can you ask?.
So, I'm hanging out playing with my neices and one of them hands me a piece of gum. It's not the nicely wrapped gum fresh out of the package, no, that would be too easy. It was a piece of gum that she had been chewing on for the last hour that she didn't want any more and didn't know where to throw it away. So, in her desperation she looks at me with big blue eyes and asks me to take her gum. Without thinking, I just reach my hand out and she plops the gum in my hand with no wrapper. Off she goes, skipping away into the night. I'm left with a soggy peice of gum. I got the bad end of that deal.
I said all that to say this. I think my relationship with God is like that. The gum or (my sin or whatever it was I was dealing with) tasted good, it was refreshing, I loved it. Until it took a turn for the worst. I hated it, it tasted bad, it was annoying. I needed someone to give my gum to. I just wanted relief. Enter Jesus. He took it. As gross and smelly and nasty as it was, He took it and let me go skipping carelessly into the night.
I for sure got the better end of the deal. I can't thank God enough.

Go ahead and laugh...

2007-11-16T15:55:00.000-08:00

So, a little known fact about me...I want to be Carrie Underwood's drummer. That's right. I can rock it out...in a country sort-of way. I've already talked to my friend who is somewhat well known in the music industry in Nashville. I'll fill you in on the details as they come in. I'm serious! You won't be laughing when it happens. My sister a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader and me Carrie Underwood's drummer! AHHHH....YEAH.....!!!!!!

This has been another deep thought by Mona Neubig.

Thank you.

Real Men of Genius...

2007-11-09T19:18:00.000-08:00

Ok, so I've heard these commercials before and everytime, they crack me up! It's the Bud-Light commercials, where there's this narrator and he's telling the story of an inventor of somekind of object. While he's describing the process, there's this other guy in the background, singing some of the key points. Here's a couple of examples...Mr. Cargo Pants Designer, Mr. Giant Foam Finger Maker, Mr. Paranoid of the Ocean Guy...man, those just crack me up! The most recent one that I heard that had me rolling was the Mr. T-Shirt Gun Shooter Guy. The singing guy goes, "HIT THE DECK!" in this real 80's straining, voice. Aw man, if you get the opportunity to hear some of these commercials, please, do it!

Again, this has been a deep thought by Mona.
Thank you.

Deep thoughts by Mona

2007-11-06T19:23:00.001-08:00

I signed up for Big Brothers, Big Sisters here in New Braunfels. I figure, why not, I have tons to offer a kid. So today was my "interview" with the person in charge of it. She asked me questions like who was your mentor, what's you hobbies...stuff like that. Then she asked me what is it about kids that you find interesting. I thought about it for a second and this is what I said. The thing about kids that I love is that they haven't reached that point in their life where fear has set in. To them they can do anything they want to do. Can't is not in their vocabulary, or at least it shouldn't be. In kids, I admire their resiliance. Their ability to push past their fears and be what they want to be.

With saying that, when I was little I wanted to be an astronaunt, a math teacher and be on the Coast Guard. Well, to be an astronaunt you have to be good at math...even now, math makes me sick. So there goes the astronaunt and the math teacher. So then I wanted to be on the coast guard, but you have to be a pretty good swimmer. I have to hold my nose and close my eyes under water. The person I'm supposed to save would be lost forever! I decided to be whatever God wanted me to be. I'm pretty good at that.

Thanks for reading.
This has been deep thoughts by Mona Neubig.
Be sure to tip your waitress on the way out.
Goodnight.

For starters...

2007-11-05T19:39:00.000-08:00

Ok, so I decided to try out my skill of blog writing. To begin, I'd like to share a story with you from my cell phone provider. To protect the innocent I will not use their name, but it rhymes with "bent"! I just changed my plan from 1000 minutes to 500...it's supposed to be a big change in my bank account. Ok, so I got a call from "bent" and the guy on the phone asked me, "I see that you're not using all of your minutes." I said, "yeah, but I just changed my plan so that I don't have that many minutes." His turn, "well, you're still being charged the (insert ridiculous amount here). I said oh, well, can you fix that so that I'm not being charged that much? He says he can't fix my account. Then why did you call, I asked. He said to just let me know that I was being charged for minutes that I'm not using.

To this day, that conversation still makes me laugh! Plus, to this day I still have no idea why that man called.