Any Alpha Gam scrapbookers out there? I’m sure you’ll love this post by Blog Network Member Lori.
Using Stampin Up punches she’s created this adorable little squirrel! Any Alpha Gam would LOVE this card!
Visit Lori’s Blog Woodsy Owl’s Whimsical World to get the step by step, happy crafting!
Thanks for sharing Lori!
Hey there, I’m Hello Kirsti, the crafty blogger who founded the Blog Network. I just made a beautiful squirrel embroidery piece as an entry to win an embroidery machine! It was so much fun to make this chubby squirrel, I don’t think I’ll be able to put him away once winter comes!
I would greatly appreciate it if you took the time to vote for my lil gal! (I didn’t put pearls on her, since I didn’t think anyone but y’all would understand!)
Visit this page and scroll to 31 and “click” vote! (No registration or nothing, so easy!)
For more information on the contest and to get step by step directions on how to make your very own chubby squirrely visit my post on Hello Kirsti.
Thank you!!
Loyally,
Kirstin
(Yes I taught my squirrel please and thank you, she’s gonna be a legacy someday =)
We’re gearing up for prime squirrel shopping time as fall merchandise hits the stores. I scoured the interwebs looking for cute squirrel stuff for all my favorite Alpha Gam ladies. I found a little bit of everything for everyone at every price point. Whoever is brave enough to buy and wear that squirrel costume, I DEFINITELY want a picture! Tehehe
What happens when a Auburn Alpha Gam heads north to attend Harvard Law? Find out in In-House Counsel’s Post.
Not your average first day of school story from not your average Harvard Law student
It is the fall of 1985, and I have arrived at Harvard Law School in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Other students enter the dorm carrying duffel bags and milk crates. I have matched luggage, a U-Haul trailer, and two parents in tow. We unload, creating for me a nest of familiar things.
I miss Mr. Joe – the wizened African-American man who worked for my family for many years doing yard work and odd jobs. He had always helped me move in and out of college dorms at Auburn. One year he told my mom ”I do believe that Miss Molly is moving out more than she moved in.” I don’t think I would have ever lived it down if Mr. Joe had helped me move in at Harvard.
My parents start the 24-hour drive back to sweet home Alabama, and I am left alone in another world. I don’t know a single person north of the Mason-Dixon line.
I check my schedule, pick up a legal pad and pen, and head out the door. I find the appointed classroom and join the others at a round table. This is the first meeting of my 12-member Orientation Group. Nobody is talking, just sitting there quietly, waiting.
A business-like third year student, our O-group leader, enters and takes an empty seat beside me. He explains the purpose of our first meeting – simply getting to know each other. Easy enough, I think, not knowing that what is about to unfold will be a story I will tell all my life. (I share it here, changing only the names of my classmates.)
The leader looks to each side and asks the lanky blond man lounging in the chair to his right to go first. “Just take about 5 minutes and tell us about yourself,” he instructs.
The lanky man begins, “My name is Barrett, and I am a graduate of Princeton University. I played quarterback on the football team there. After college I went to Oxford for two years on a Rhodes Scholarship.” He continues that he hopes to do mergers and acquisitions. I sit wondering what that is and whether I might like to do that too. It sounds impressive,
Next up is a feisty, dark-skinned woman, Marina. She is tiny, with short hair, and she speaks quickly, in a Puerto Rican accent, telling a tale of growing up in a poor section of New York. “I lived with rats,” she exclaimed. “I have come to law school to get the tools to go back and help my people.”
A big guy with long, frizzy hair and John Lennon glasses take his turn. He has an unfamiliar accent I learn to recognize as Minnesotan. “My name is Peter. I dropped out of college my freshman year and toured the Midwest with a rock and roll band for three years. I got tired of that and decided I wanted to go to a law school. I thought, gee, but I have to go to college first. So I went back to school and finished college in two years, and here I am. I plan to do entertainment law.”
A short, stout Jewish man, with a prematurely receding hairline, introduces himself. His name is Mark, and his grandfather had raised him. Mark dreams of being a novelist, and has had some early success with published short stories and essays, but his grandfather thought law school made sense. Mark is still not sure.
We continue around the table. I can hardly listen to the stories that followed, each impossibly more impressive and exotic than the last. Tales of achievement, of hardships overcome, of focused career plans. My unease grows, rising out of the pit of my stomach constricting my throat, tightening my jaw. What in heaven’s name can I possibly say?
The woman to my left shares, and I relax a bit. Her name is Karen. She is also a small person from New York but warm and friendly, funny and relaxed. She is not sure what she wants to do but loves fashion.
It is my turn. I take a deep breath and feel like I am about to jump off a cliff. Oh well here goes . . . the truth shall make you free . . . just tell the truth.
I begin, speaking quickly, but suddenly very conscious of the musical southern accent that was my native tongue. “I grew up in Montgomery, Alabama, with wonderful parents and one younger brother. All my extended family lives within 60 miles of my home. I attended Auburn University where I was secretary of the Student Government Association, in Alpha Gamma Delta social sorority, and active in my church. “ People are listening intently, probably just to my accent. I continue on, formally, uncharacteristically inhibited.
War Eagle Girls and Plainsmen Auburn University 1984
“In college I most enjoyed being a part of a student hospitality group that gave campus tours and worked with the Alumni and Athletic offices.” (My determination to tell the truth did not extend to my giving the name of the organization, which even to this day is called “War Eagle Girls and Plainsmen.”) I warmed up a bit and told them of my love for Auburn football. “You just watch – Bo Jackson is going to win the Heisman Trophy this year. “ I spoke about the same amount of time as the others, despite having nothing to say.
The O-group leader smiled at me when I finished, a smile that extended to his eyes, and made me feel comfortable. “Thank you all,” he said. “That’s it for the day.”
I’m walking out with Karen, chatting. “That,” I say “was the most humiliating experience of my life. All those fascinating people and then me.” Karen stops dead in her tracks and turns to face me. She takes my hand and looks at me intensely. With great feeling and sincerity she exclaims, “Oh Molly … You were the most interesting one of all. We have never known anyone like you.”
I was dumbfounded, but the more I thought about it in a way I think she may have been right. Conservative Christian women who loved college football (practically a definition of an Auburn girl) were rather rare at Harvard Law School. ”Normal” people were not the norm.
This experience shapes my writing. I tell the truth as best I can. I just write about what I know. In my little world in Nashville, Tennessee, my perspective is commonplace, but in the broader world it is not. In just two months of blogging I have had readers from 31 different countries (including places like Ghana, Bhutan, and Saudi Arabia) spanning all six populated continents.
I now follow other blogs. The ones I like best are the ones that ring with authenticity, where people are telling life stories and sharing outlooks on the world from their unique vantage points. To my fellow bloggers, as Karen told me, I have never known anyone like you!
Even so, from our vastly different places, we find at times the commonalities that we share, the things that unite us. And when that happens, we learn something about what it means to be human.
And that, my friends, is something to “Like.”
Proudly wearing the Auburn Orange and Blue
[Photo from International’s FB]
I did some google-ing and of course read our member’s blogs on convention, so I rounded them all up so you can pretend like you were there too!
New blog network member Alpha Epsilon talks about their convention experience from the EC perspective.
Mary Lou Who talks about how powerful reconnecting with sisters was at convention even two years after graduation.
Miss. Alice attended her first convention and talks about the general experience in this post, in a second post she shares a great story of the honor of meeting a mother and daughter sisters Rosalie & Alberta.
The Railroad Tracks (Zeta Nu – Alma College) shares convention antidotes and photos from the collegian perspective.
Know someone else who wrote about convention? Leave the link in the comments and I’ll add it =)
Please join us in welcoming our latest Squirrel Blogger
Squirrel: Kelly Boston
Chapter: Beta Xi - Purdue University, IN
Initiation Year: 1991
Current City: Palatine, IL
Hometown: LaPorte, IN
Blog: Suburbanstylista
URL: http://www.suburbanstylista.com/
Twitter: suburbanstylist
Pinterest: Suburbanstylist
RSS Feed: RSS
Blog Category: Fashion & Personal Style
Description:
"I live for fashion. I also live in the suburbs. What I see in fashion mags and on the red carpet may not be right for a summer street festival or my son’s elementary school open house, but I know how to make it work. I found the perfect balance and I found it shopping in suburbia.
SUBURBANSTYLISTA: TRUE STORIES OF FASHION TRIUMPHS AND TRAGEDIES, AND TIPS ON WHERE TO SHOP FOR THE LATEST TRENDS AND CLASSIC FASHION STAPLES IN THE 'BURBS. "
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Brandie you may remember from her blog Through a Blue and Orange Lens, well she’s started a new blog to chronicle her adventures as a Alpha Gam Leadership consultant!
Squirrel: Brandie VanOrder
Chapter: Delta Upsilon - Boise State University (Idaho)
Initiation Year: 2010
Current City: Traveling Alpha Gam Chapters
Hometown: El Paso, TX
Blog: Student Life Lessons
URL: http://www.studentlifelessons.com
RSS Feed: RSS
Twitter: brandievanorder
Blog Category: Education, Alpha Gam
Description:
I’m Brandie VanOrder: recent Boise State grad; employed by my sorority, Alpha Gamma Delta; future in higher education.
Compassion is an important value in my life, and my lifestyle has been consistently dynamic as I try to apply this to my daily habits (newly vegan) and my future plans. I am interested in “the internationalization of higher education.” What this means to me is that we challenge ourselves to give greater consideration to the impact our studies and actions have beyond our own communities. If we do this, I believe a more thoughtful and compassionate populace will use/share their education to improve the quality of existence for themselves and others.
And maybe for the animals too.
But just maybe. A lot of people like steak.
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Squirrel: Lisa Vornbrock Cohe
Chapter: Theta Chi - Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University
Initiation Year: 2007
Current City: Fayetteville, NC
Hometown: Minot, ND
Alumnae Chapter: UNCW - Theta Mu
Blog: Sorority Life to Army Wife
URL: http://www.sororitylifearmywife.blogspot.com
RSS Feed: RSS
Blog Category: wedding planning, Army life
Description:
I'm an Alpha Gam turned Army wife blogging about the new adventures in our life. So far, I've been writing about wedding planning and posting some recipes.
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