Always There to Lend a Hand

If memory serves me right, it was Liz who began the trend of calling us "team." Obviously, it has hooked on. At times, I find myself thinking a team vote would solve whatever problem is at hand. Today, after a pleasant morning at church, Liz assembled the team to help her make a video resume for her R.A. application. One thing you should know about us, when it comes to making videos, we take the whole thing very seriously. Planning is involved, and we usually have to film multiple takes (due to the large amount of gag reel we film). It is safe to say that there are priceless moments, that, even after watching it multiple times, still make me laugh like the first time I saw it. Everyone played a part; I took the role as director. Stay tune for the video. Liz promised that I could upload the finish project. This just goes to show that with a good group of friends by your side, any idea can because a great idea!

- Sarah

Pittman Goes to the Circus

After a full day at work followed by 2 hours of Step Sing practice, I stood next to Paizley and Liz as they explain to me that they wanted to go to the circus. I didn't know how to respond at first. I was tired, and to be honest, going back to the dorm and watching a movie sounded like a good plan to me. So with uncertainty, we loaded into our cars and headed to Chick-fil-a, because we needed dinner (we were starving)! On the way to Chick-fil-a, Kaleigh called and told us that everyone wanted to go, so it was set, Pittman was going to the circus!

The team piled into 2 cars, and with Liz's directions (and Becca's GPS as a back up plan) we navigated through downtown Birmingham and found the Civic Center. We waited in line, took pictures, and even at one point stacked it up and shouted "team" on 3. A problem arose when we got to the ticket booth. We had to pay together in order to sit together. It was a weird situation. Not everyone had cash, and we were baffled about what we were going to do, when Courtney announced she would pay with her card (and we would pay her back, of course). It was such a loving thing to do. It was obvious that no one wanted to take on the amount of money (14 dollar tickets times 11 people - you can do the math). I don't know if we would have figured it out if Courtney hadn't volunteered. She is such a beautiful person and a wonderful friend!

Our seats we very high up, since we purchased the cheapest seats possible, but the view was good and we were there - that's all that matters. The moment we sat down, the jokes began. And let's face it, there are so many things to make fun of at the circus - Nano, the little person, the lion tamer who spoke gibberish to the lions, and the row of teenagers in front of us who did not look like they were having a very good time. There was a small incident with the Cage of Death, but the crazy motorcycle guys ended up being okay. For a solid 2 and a half hours, the circus lived up to my expectations of what a circus could be like. They had lions and elephants, trapeze artist and tight rope walkers, and goofy clowns and a ring leader in a bead-dazzled outfit.

When I woke up this morning, it never crossed my mind that I would end up going to the circus tonight, but I am so glad this is how the evening played out. What could have been just another night at Samford turned into an amazing night full of memories. Pittman success!

- Sarah

Just to Clarify

The title for this blog is not exactly accurate. I do not actually live in J.D. Pittman Residence Hall at Samford University in Birmingham, Alabama (just to be specific), but I find myself here enough that I feel like I do. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the beginning of the Pittman Blog. We are a group of friends who are all connected through this place. Liz, Paizley, Kaleigh, Shea, Brooke, Bethany, Becca, Courtney, Kinley, Ebony, Abby, Julie, Caroline, and myself. We are a family, a very dysfunctional family, and this place provides the backdrop for so many funny memories and eventful afternoons. So we begin our second semester of our freshman year...

- Sarah