Saturday, April 2, 2011

New blog...

Just another reminder...

My current blog is...

kristennporter.wordpress.com

Come on over and visit!

Lots of love-
KP

Sunday, September 6, 2009

The End...

Okay, so I have officially jumped ship. I have converted my blog to wordpress, because I like the efficiency of the site, among other things. I was able to transfer my entire blog history from blogger to wordpress, so no worries it's all still there.

Please update your side-bar, and continue to follow me. I have only a slim few who read this, and I'd like to keep all of you as readers. haha.

kristennporter.wordpress.com

Cya on the new site.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Random Kristen thoughts...

More random thoughts...

Today I had to write 18 pages in my micro lab notebook. No my professor isn't cruel...I procrastinate. Lesson learned.

I'm currently laying in bed, eating 100 calorie kettle corn, drinking sugar free lemonaide, and watching PS. I love you.

I'm watching PS I love you, because I'm masochistic. Oh and because I'm in love with Gerald Butler...and because I'm secretly planning a trip to Ireland. (I'm gonna live there.)

A friend told me that I was the most unique person they had ever met...Either that is a nice way of telling me I'm a freak, or that I'm super cool. I'm leaning towards the latter.

I desperately need a pedicure.

I washed my car today for the first time all summer. It was DIRTY.

Sometime this month I'm supposed to have lunch with my dearest friends from high school. They better all be there...yes...this is a threat.

I'm only 10 minutes into the movie, and I can already feel the tears. Oh God why do I do this to myself?

When I die, I'm gonna leave my friends and family notes about how jealous they should be of me, because I'm in paradise...

Paradise for me is...endless Rafferty's salads, chocolate everywhere, a hot man (that resembles Gerald Butler), a beautiful hut over water that looks like the south pacific, then changes to scenery from Ireland, and the Lake District in England, and so on to cover all the beautiful places of the world...I could go on...but you get the point.

Can you tell that I'm bored on a Friday night?

My latest music obsession is Edith Paif...She's a french singer from the 1940's. If you haven't listened to her, youtube it now.

No I don't speak french.

Madison, my 10 lbs fur ball dog, is my constant companion. She actually gets sad when I leave. Wow...that's love.

I recently started feeling giddy, and twitterpated. Thank you...you know who you are.

This probably wasn't interesting...but I never promised it would be. Just a bit of insight into my crazy world.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Christmas colored bacteria...


It's so much more fun when things are colored pretty!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Top 10 from Fall semester 2009...

In an attempt to keep myself awake at work...thought I would entertain the internet with a top 10 list...(I know how we all love anything summarized into a list.)

1. I'm quickly learning to hate plants. When left to my own experimentation, I love having plants in my home...but when forced to learn every sex organ of a tulip, my attention falters.

2. Dr. Tuerk is still hot. And will always be hot. Who cares how old he is.

3. I suck at gram staining. Completely suck.

4. Monday's and Wednesday's are the longest days ever...beginning at 9:10a and going through 6:20p...then usually working 7p-7a. Ugh.

5. Micro is the first medically relevant class I've taken so far. Thank God, something that I can actually apply.

6. I have 2 semesters left until I graduate. Hell is already preparing to freeze over.

7. I had a physician at the hospital introduce me to a new physician, as a future medical student...the first physician is the director of the UK Morehead program...and he remembered me. Oh yeah baby.

8. I have printed off 75 sheets of notes, and we are only 2 weeks in.

9. I miss sleeping. So very much.

10. I look HOT in my micro lab coat. Grrrr.

Fall semester is off to a great start.

Friday, August 14, 2009

John May Hamilton...








Disclaimer: This post discusses, and includes pictures of human remains...If your grossed out...deal with it.

There is a girl in our reenactment group who's Great Great Grandfather was killed during the Civil War. He was captured, and refused to renounce the Confederacy, and was killed for his allegiance. This man was a true American hero, he died for something he held very dear to him...his country, and his freedom. He was not willing to give those things up, and this hero choose to bravely face death, and hold fast to his beliefs. It's because of men like this, that we have the freedom we do today.

His family searched for many years for his remains. It was only a few years ago, that he was discovered in Bloomfield, KY, about an hour or so from Lexington. His family enlisted the help of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, and the 5th KY to recover his remains, and bring them home to the family cemetery. There were so many people willing to devote an entire weekend in the hot sun digging a grave, and searching for the remains. It was moving to share an experience like this with a group of people, all focused on one purpose...bringing John May Hamilton home. Allow me to pause, and say, "Yes, I Kristen Porter, helped dig up a dead body in a cemetery." And I have pictures to prove it. Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a fan of cemeteries, but this story touched me on such a deep level, and I was honored to be apart of it. We were able to recover quite a few bones, and had a memorial service for him the next day. I can't imagine the closure the family was able to experience after searching for someone for 145 years. I have been apart of a few dedications of headstones for Confederate veterans, and each has been special in it's own way. But, actually having a Confederate soldier's remains present at the dedication was spine tingling. Especially the remains from someone so heroic, and brave. How often does a person have the opportunity to bury a Civil War soldier? NEVER. It was an event that I truly will never forget.