A Crown that Lasts Forever

Happy Birthday Alpha Sigma Alpha!!!

110 years ago five amazing women came together to create the most beautiful sisterhood, ritual and values ever created for a Greek organization. And who would have thought I would share those secrets, sisterhood and values with such amazing women of poise and purpose.

I was the 1,547 Alpha Sig at UCA. I am 1547. I will always be 1547.

This was me on bid night when I got to the room. I was pumped. And whenever I think about this night, I still get misty eyed. I know, I'm such a girl.

This was my pledge class new member class SPRING 07!!!! BEST CLASS EVER!

It seems so crazy to think my three and a half years of Alpha Sig are over. But the best part is it's not really ever over. I've met so many wonderful people and became friends with people I would never trade for any reason. And that is such a beautiful thing.

Today is our Founder's Day. I am celebrating the creation of an organization I'm so proud to be a member of. As a little ole freshman, I made one of the best decision of my life: Alpha Sigma Alpha.

So today, and every day, I will remember why Alpha Sig is so important to me. And I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to be a part of such an amazing organization that helped shape me into the person I am today.

To fill my days with satisfying activity.
To find dominant beauty in art, literature, nature and friendships.
To know the peace and serenity of a divine faith.
To love life and joyously live each day to its ultimate good.
This is my creed in Alpha Sigma Alpha.
~Wilma Wilson Sharp

Aspire. Seek. Attain.

Daaaaaaaaaa Bears

Big things happening this weekend. My alma mater is having its first Saturday home football game. How bout them Bears?

Ever since I graduated college my loyalty to the Bears and UCA have grown X1000. I loved my school when I was there. But now that I'm not a part of such a great campus community, I find myself pining for the good ole days.

In preparation for this post, I searched old Facebook photos in hopes of finding some true gems to feature. And then I was hurt to find there are five, yes five, photos of me at football games over my college years. Let me just say, I know I went to more than five games. So how did this happen? Nobody can be sure, but I do know it makes me sad.

So this weekend I will fix this little problem. Photos will be taken. I can't let you get away without seeing the new purple and gray turf my four years of athletic fees helped pay for, along with everyone else. There will be tailgating, friends, fun times and football. Doesn't get much better than that.

Let's just hope the Bears pull out a W since they lost the last three games. #sigh. This will probably be one of those weekends where I pretend I'm back in college, and that can only mean two things. It's gonna be fun while it's happening, but I'm gonna pay for it later.

What was your favorite post-college fun where you acted like you were back in college?
Mine would have to be the time one of my sorority sister's was getting married. I attended a wedding shower that was accompanied with lots and lots of wine. And we had a reunion.

I remember running up and down the street with a glass of wine in my hand yelling about how my friend was getting married. Luckily, I didn't go to jail, which could have happened easily.

Valuable lesson I learned that night: Don't mix red and white wine. Not really sure why. It could have nothing to do with the mixing of the wines, but I'm sure the quanity did have something to do with this.

Do you have plans this weekend?