November 5, 2007

The Jens, the Hogs, and Me

November 4, 2007
"Go Hogs Go!" I can't even count the number of times I said those three little words this weekend. If you need to know one thing about Northwest Arkansas, know that it is filled with University of Arkansas Razorback fans and they are loud and proud. This weekend I found myself in the midst of it all.

It all started with a call from my roommate Jenny who had 4 tickets to the Razorback men's basketball game and was having trouble finding people to go. Having been in Arkansas for two years now I thought it was time to step it up and expand my horizons.

By game time Jenny found two other people to come with us, Jen and Jennifer. During the game, Jennifer (one of those fans I mentioned above) began to teach us the many lessons of what it means to be a true Razorback fan which included learning all the cheers. (All the Jens pictured above)

That lesson was only the beginning for me. After seeing the Hogs hammer West Florida with a final score of 117 to 43. Jennifer asked me if I would like to join her the following evening for a Razorback Football game. How could I pass up an invitation like that. Little did I know what I was in for....
I would say that I am pretty familiar with football. I went to all the games in High School. I understand what is happening. I even know some of the signals that the referees give. That is pretty good considering the University I graduated from didn't have a football team.

I have watch countless football games on TV put that really didn't prepare me for this live experience. This was the last home game of the season, so the stadium was packed with over 70,000 people full of Razorback team spirit. With Jennifer, the hard core fan that she is, sitting ( I should say standing) on my left and a pregnant lady with a high pitched yelling voice on my right; the excitement became contagious as the Hogs had a 21 to 3 lead over South Carolina by the end of the first quarter.

By then I was among the many that called the Hogs several times, shouted "Pig Souie" (can't say I ever yelled that before), and was programed to respond "First down" when the announcer said, "and that makes it a Razorback". And of course no cheer education would be complete without doing all the motions.
As the game went on, their were brief moments when the fans got a little ugly. It was a tight game so every mistake had the potential of being costly. In the end the Hogs held for a 48 - 36 win lead by Darren McFadden rushing 323 yards and Felix Jones rushing 174 yards.

Even though my right ear drum felt like it was beaten to a pulp, all in all it was a great, Hog filled experience. I am by no means a sold out fan, but I find that I have a little better view of why some people are.


A Big thanks to Chuck and Jennifer for sharing their season tickets and making this experience possible.

October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween

October 31, 2007
Halloween is one of those occasions where kids that are already cute get the chance to dress up and somehow become even more adorable. This year was no exception. A few children of some of the people at work came into the office to fill their buckets with candy and pose for all the adults wanting to get a picture of a priceless moment. Among the ones that I saw were a ladybug (I have to say, she was so cute) and Larry Boy. The picture really does say it all!

October 13, 2007

Where has the Time Gone!

October 13, 2007
Yup, that's right. I have been at the Soderquist Center for 2 years today! That is 104 weeks or 730 days. You can choose whichever sounds more impressive. ;)

August 27, 2007

The Winner

August 27, 2007

The judges would like to thank all of you that voted in the Lois photo contest. Many votes were submitted. For a while, it was hard to see what photo would come out on top. After much thought and consideration by our readers and our judges, the winning photo is #1. Congratulations Heather Westbrook for submitting the winning photo. Our winning photographer will get to enjoy an all expense paid trip to England during the Christmas holiday. Congratulations Heather!

If you would like to learn more about the Life of Lois Sephton please click here or click on the link to the right that says Little Lois. She now has her own blog so that all of her friends and family from around the world can watch her grow.


Special Editors note:

If you were confused at all by the Lois Photo Contest please let me enlighten you by saying that all photos were submitted by Heather Westbrook ( the creator of Westbrook Times) who is indeed going to England for Christmas. The Trip is being sponsored by the Westbrook Times because Heather is in fact the Westbrook Times so she will be paying for herself to go (unless someone out there would really like to sponsor her trip which she would have no problem with :). All in all, the “contest” was a fun way get readers involved and to see what pictures people liked best. So thank you to all that “voted”.

August 6, 2007

Position Filled

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After Laura's departure, I was suddenly in need of a new roommate. Prior to Laura's move, I had someone that was going to live with me during the week in July and the first part of August. Originally, Laura was going to Louisiana for the summer and coming back in the fall for another semester at JBU. So I found myself in need of a new roommate for the fall.

I wasn't too worried at first. The beginning of the semester was months away. JBU has a great Grad program, so I was sure that there would be some grad student that would need housing at the last minute. Days began flying by, and still nothing was working out.

On July 26th, an announcement was made at work that one of the new Soda Fellows would no longer be coming and that they were going back through the applicants to see who could fill the empty spot. I perked up at the news hoping (selfishly) that 1. the new person would be a female 2. that she would not be married and 3. that she would need a prime piece of real estate at short notice.

On July 27th I found out that all three of my hopes were true. July 28th, the roommate position was filled. And on August 4th, Jenny Byham moved in.

I am just a small piece of how everything work out for Jenny to be here. Her story is a great testimony of God's hand at work. I guess for me, since moving here to Siloam, I am making up for having one roommate during college. I have lived here almost 2 years and this is my fourth roommate. It is a good thing I like change.

July 15, 2007

The Lois Photo Contest

The long awaited moment has arrived and it is time for the voting to begin. The judges have picked the best out of half dozens of entries. Now it is your job to pick which photographer will win the grand prize: A trip to England sponsored by The Westbrook Times! Here is how you can help. All you have to do is pick which picture you like the best and send in your vote through the comments at the bottom of this post or via email. It is that easy. With your help you can send one lucky photographer on a trip to England. Place your vote today!







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July 12, 2007

The Sephton Family Visit

June 30 - July 11, 2007

Here are a few pictures from my trip to see the new addition to the family. It was a very relaxing trip and I had a little bonding time with my niece. Memories to highlight:






  • Dancing in the kitchen with Lois to "All I Ask of You" from the Phantom of the Opera,


  • Getting Lois to Smile (more than once!),


  • Letting Hilary and Mark convince me to try a Twister (very, very refreshing),


  • Helping Hilary and Mark's friends Gordon and Beth move (seems to be a staple in my holidays),


  • Hearing Hilary say "Where are you now?" every time she found me reading The Woman in White (a book she recommended),


  • Going out to Coombe Abbey one of the two days the sun was out.


  • Going to a Lord of the Rings DVD Trivia night hosted by Mark's sister Jeni and actually getting some of the questions right tying for last place with all of the rest of the teams that didn't win.

Hilary's friend Crystal from High school was also over visiting for a few days. I think that is the closest I will ever get to a paparazzi looking shot.
Mark made a lovely daisy chain for his daughter while we were at Coombe Abbey

Mark catching an alligator in their garden that managed to escape from the neighbors pool

June 13, 2007

Little Lois


As a little update, the Sephton family is doing well. Lois is having no problems gaining weight, Hilary is recovering well, and Mark is showing off his daughter with great pride.

As you can only imagine, having only one niece means that she will be getting a lot of attention. I am afraid that much of that attention will be reflected here at the Westbrook Times. You can’t really blame me though. If you received a picture of a baby as cute as Lois you would want to show others too. There will be more to come. I can guarantee it. Especially since I will be meeting Lois in person the first week of July. I can't wait!

June 10, 2007

The Laura Shank Tribute

June 10, 2007
Having a roommate like Laura Shank can only keep life interesting. Sometimes it is hard to know why a person comes into your life for such a short period of time. But, I am happy to say that I have enjoyed the past year living with Laura. I honestly didn’t know how it was going to be when we made our living arrangement. I had only been in contact with Laura a few times. But it seemed back then that circumstances were in our favor.

Now Laura is entering another stage of life. She has moved on to San Francisco to be married late this summer. This was a surprise in some ways, but expected in other ways. All in all I am very happy for her and I am excited to see what else the future holds for her.




















The Laura Shank I will always remember:

  • Hearing whole musicals being sung while she was in the shower
  • The hours I would distract her from doing her homework
  • Hearing the fake cry
  • Hearing the laugh immediately following the fake cry
  • The Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream Comparison Project
  • Sonic runs
  • The Charlotte Church impression
  • The Easter egg hunt
  • Fresh baked cookies
  • Noticing how opposite we are and yet seeing the value in that
  • Walking through the cemetery at night to go to the Gathering
  • The Dog Episodes
  • The Bird Episode
  • The Spider Episode
  • The spontaneous “study” parties
  • The diet that will start on Monday
  • The late night talks about our emotional adventures
  • The fashion dilemmas
  • Helping her with her lines for the play "I'm cold"
  • Fun times with Jordan and Sandi and Twila
  • The Office and Arrested Development

June 9, 2007

A Watson Wedding

June 9, 2007
Three families: The Watsons, The Adams, and the Westbrooks. All my life the Watsons and the Adams have been an extension of my family; two more moms, two more dads, 5 more sisters and a brother. Over the years I have been highly involved in the wedding productions for almost all of them. I couldn’t let the youngest of the three Watson girls get married and not be involved at some level. So on a very last minute decision, I decided to fly home and surprise the bride to be with my two hands ready to work. Being that her wedding was to be in her backyard there was plenty to do and I think I can confidently say that my help was gladly received.

For those of you readers that have been to a Watson wedding, you know the bar that has been set. Makenzy’s wedding was no different. All throughout the ceremony, the reception, right down to the cake and the decorations you could see the Makenzy flare that we all know and love. With much hard work put in by many, everything fell into place beautifully. Congratulations Jason and Makenzy!





May 22, 2007

Special News Report:

We interrupt your regularly schedule routine habits to give you the latest breaking news.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007
On November 3rd, The Westbrook Times reported that Mark and Hilary Sephton were at the beginning stages of a new chapter in life. As of 12:26pm (6:26am CT) today, the long awaited and anticipated moment finally arrived. At 6 pounds 3 ounces and 19 1/4 inches long (49cm), Lois Anne Sephton finally made her way into the world. “Lois needed some help coming into the world, Hilary had an assisted forceps delivery which we all went down to theatre[1] for,” Mark wrote in an email to his family.

The process of bringing Lois into the world was a long, hard, and draining experience. Ten days after her due date, on Sunday May 20th, Hilary was taken to the hospital at 8 am to be induced. The process was explained to Hilary and Mark a few days prior and all thought it would be a hard process but Hilary was confident that she would have the baby on Sunday.

“I talked to Hilary on Saturday and she seemed confident that she would be home on Monday. She wanted to schedule a time for me to meet my new little niece via web cam,” Hilary’s younger sister Heather recalls. “I was a bit surprised at first but I knew that we Westbrook women were strong. So I was hoping to meet her on Monday.”

As Sunday came to an end, the Westbrook family in America waited on the edge of their seats for the phone to ring with any news. The next morning, Mark sent a message to his family. “Yesterday was a long and tiring day for both of us and mentally very challenging. Things were progressing well, but at 10:30pm things slowed right down. Hilary is 1cm dilated and she needs to be at least 3cm to have her waters broken.”

That was the last news the Westbrook family heard until today. “Monday was a huge struggle for me mentally,” Heather admits. “Not knowing what was happening was about to push me over the edge. I went back and forth between wondering if she was born yet and wondering if they were having some serious complications. I did not sleep well on Monday night.”

Fortunately, at 11:46am (CT) Heather’s mind was put to rest. “I had been walking around the office since her due date with both my work cell and my personal cell phone on hand, not knowing which would ring. By Monday, everyone in the office new what was going on and was excited to finally hear that my Niece had finally arrived.”

In Mark’s recap to the family he stated, “After 17 hours of labour when they mentioned the possibility of a c section I was close to a breaking point, the whole ordeal pushed me and Hilary to a breaking point. Every minute I was coaching Hilary through each contraction helping her to relax and release small breathes, so we built up a nice partnership one which helped us both even when the urge to sleep was so powerful.”

Even after the long, grueling hours of labor and the mental marathon that left both of them close to a break down; the special moments that are shared between a parent and a child were already beginning. “When Lois was first born she was a little shocked so they gave her some oxygen and she was rasping a little bit with her breathing. As mom was being taken care of, I looked after Lois and started to sing over her. I sang from my heart over this new life and her breathing started to improve and she became a lovely pink colour. It was awesome to have that first moment with our daughter.”



















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[1] Operating room in American English

April 22, 2007

Ginger's Move. Part 2: The Drive

April 13-15, 2007
My alarm didn’t have a chance to go off. My mind was ready to begin the next stage of our adventure. After loading the last of the things that we used during the night into the truck, we hit the road at 6:28am. An early start was very important. Although the journey to Raleigh, NC takes only 8.5 hours, it was important to give us plenty of time. The main reason: Ginger had to be at her new apartment by 5:30pm at the latest to sign her lease papers and get the key to her apartment. The second reason: beat traffic.

Without delay, we made it out of New Jersey and into Delaware. Everything was running smoothly as we took our first pit stop. Lynette at this point in the journey reached a milestone by setting foot on the only state she hadn’t been to East of the Mississippi. I too was able to check one of the four states I had left to go to off my list.

What seemed like seconds later, we were back on the road and crossing into Maryland. This state was the last of the states East of the Mississippi that I had not been to. So the good friend that Ginger was pulled over at the next rest stop to let me put both feet on the ground. In what was actually seconds later, we were back on the road with all minds fixed on getting to North Carolina.

Washington D.C. came and went as did the Maryland/Virginia border. Just shy of halfway into Virginia, the smooth flow of the drive that we had thus far experienced came to an abrupt halt, literally. After passing a sign that said “Accident 14 miles ahead”, everything stopped. Slowly we crawled along. After about an hour, we hardly moved. I started looking for an alternate route. It was a gamble, but we decided to take a road that ran parallel with the highway. Unfortunately, we weren’t the only ones who had that idea.

Another hour passed, and we began to wonder if this was the right decision. Our progress on our new route seemed even slower. The slow time passing was starting to take its toll mentally and physically. Three out of the four of us had bladders that were starting to send some strong messages. Lynette and I were approaching the red zone, but still had some time. Ginger’s Mom on the other hand had entered the red zone and was quickly moving toward the desperate/panic zone. As we passed over every hill or went around every bend, the mental gymnastics continued as we surveyed the area to see any place we could stop at. Finally, hope was restored as Lynette spotted a café up the road.

Ginger’s mom was the first to experience the ultimate relief in this one bathroom café. Lynette and I followed suite as Ginger inquired about the accident and what the best plan of action would be. At this point we realized that we might not make it to Raleigh by 5:30pm. As this realization began to set in, we ate quickly and continued our journey. Finally finding the south side of the accident, we once again merged into the flow of moving traffic.

Time was still an issue. Situations like this you can never predict. The only thing we could do was find a solution. After doing some calculations, there was no way we could make it to Raleigh in time.

Determined to find away to get the key, we devised a plan. After a few phone calls, some waiting, and then a few more phone calls, Ginger finally heard some good news. Even though we weren’t going to arrive until 6:30, one of the ladies that worked at her apartment complex pulled a few strings and arranged a place were Ginger could find her lease papers and get her key. Instantly, a heavy weight was lift and our determination to get there grew even stronger.

After 12 hours on the road, we finally arrived at our final destination with a renewed energy to have that 17ft truck unloaded in record time. What I hadn’t realized until we arrived was that Ginger’s new apartment was on the third floor and there was no elevator to speak of. It took a while for me to rebound after that news, but Lynette and I shifted into fifth gear and started to carry things up the second floor. From that point we handed what we had to Ginger and her mom to carry the rest of the way.

A rhythm was established quickly. After may trips up and down the stairs and a few breaks to peal of layers and taste a refreshing drink of water, an hour and forty minutes had passed and the truck was empty. Ginger’s boyfriend Brent and a fellow Indiana Wesleyan friend Alicia had joined us at the tail end of unloading the truck. Even after all of that work our energy and determination were still high. So we started unpacking and organizing Ginger’s new home into the late hours of the night.

The next morning, we were able to reward ourselves by sleeping in. I was so sore that laying there was on the verge of being uncomfortable. The weather was not as warm as we hoped, so the rest of the day was spent doing a little shopping for odds and ends and just relaxing trying our best to recover from the previous days events.

Sunday was very much the same. More college acquaintances were reunited as the weekend winded down. The drama flavor had finally reached its peak. That flavor can be hard to handle sometimes, but with every exciting adventure and every good story there is always lurking a little drama in the mix. Life just wouldn't be the same without it.

April 11, 2007

Ginger's Move. Part One: Set Backs, Surprises, & Drama

April 11 & April 12, 2007

One would think that two canceled flights for two different people flying to the same airport would have been a sign that this trip was going to be a wild ride. As I called Ginger to let her know that I would be flying into LaGuardia instead of Newark, NJ, she told me about the chain of events that happened on her last day of work. My canceled and redirected flight was just another to tag on her list right after Lynette’s having to fly on a different airline because of a canceled flight and her locking herself out of her apartment for the first time on her second to the last night of living there.

Our adventures in the past have always been great fun but not without a dash of drama to add a little flavor. Why I expected this trip to be any different, I don’t know. As I listened and laughed at all that occurred during her day, I couldn’t help but hope that all the drama and unpredictable circumstance decided to happen all at the beginning to clear the way for a smooth trip to North Carolina.

After hours of sitting on airplanes and waiting in airports, the three of us finally made it to Ginger’s apartment completely exhausted. After a brief discussion about the plans for the next couple of days, I finally found my way to the much-needed sleep at about 1 am. Little did I know that this would be the first of many late nights.

My internal clock woke me up around eight o’clock. I slept well and decided stay on the couch for just a little bit longer to think about a course of action for the day. We had a lot to do and very little time to do it. Empty boxes were stacked around her apartment waiting to be filled.

As the day progressed, Ginger and Lynette went to get the U-haul as I continued to pack boxes. Completely focused on the job at hand I really didn’t pay attention to what was happening outside. Only upon Lynette’s return did I notice the next piece of drama that we were now facing. As Lynette noticed my progress in packing, I could only look at all of the water that was dripping off her jacket and the water line that was inching up the bottom of her jeans.

Despite the rain, the climbing of many stairs, and the small hike to the truck parked down the street, Lynette and I manage to make great progress loading the truck while Ginger went to pick up her mom. Ginger’s roommate Carol and Carol’s boyfriend Matt also joined in the efforts, and soon everything was loaded and ready for our early morning departure. At this point the rain stopped and we decided that we could not leave Hoboken, NJ without taking a little trip across the Hudson River to spend Ginger’s last evening in NYC.

Both Lynette and I had come to visit Ginger before on separate occasions. During our prior visits all the big tourist attractions were seen. Because of our previous visits to the City, we wanted to take this opportunity to do the less common things that one really doesn’t think of when New York City is mentioned. We left the apartment around 6 to catch the bus into the city. The three of us love the movie Hitch, so we decided that we would go to a place were they filmed a scene in the movie. A place that can only be found in New York; a place called Rice to Riches.

I have never sat down and tried to learn the New York public transportation system. I just follow Ginger and settle into the flow of the sea of people. Having seen what our destination looks like in the movie, I kept me eyes peeled as we were walking waiting to see if it was around the next corner focusing on little else except the path I was to take through large groups of people.

As I made my way through a large group of people, I suddenly heard Lynette and Ginger calling my name. I turned around to see that they had stopped walking. I didn’t quite understand what was going on. I knew we hadn’t reached Rice to Riches, so I joined them still trying to figure out what was happening. As I started to notice my surroundings, it slowly began to sink in where we were.

The three of us have always been into the arts. New York City has no shortage of live performances and in the past each time we have been to the city we have seen a show. The last time Lynnette came to visit Ginger, they did a lot of the things that we planned on doing on this trip. The show that they saw was at the top of my list and I was very disappointed that they went and saw it without me. Because this visit was so short, I didn’t think that we would have enough time to go and see a show.

All of my doubts and disappointments were shattered as we stood in line waiting for the doors to open for Stomp, the one show that has been at the top of my list for as long as I can remember. Not only were we going to see the show, but as an early birthday present Ginger and Lynette paid for my ticket! I would have to say that they are pretty much the best friends a person could have! I am not big on surprises, as they have learned in the past. They took a chance. They took a risk. And it paid off big. So big that I didn’t even know how to react once I figured everything out. I don’t know what the look was on my face, but that combined with the confusion I initially went through gave them plenty to laugh about. It seemed the drama of the days events were finally taking a turn for the better.

<= After witnessing such an incredible show, it was time to finish what we set out to do. Rice to Riches wasn’t far, and soon we found ourselves in the great dilemma of choosing which flavor of rice pudding to try. I must say that is was not any easy choice. They only had about 20 flavors to choose from. But as it turned out it could not have work out more perfectly. We each got an epic, which has two flavors. Almost each flavor chosen was a different flavor so we all got to try ad enjoy several different flavors while taking in the unique ambiance. =>

The late transit back to NJ was nice and quiet. We all were tired from the day’s events but satisfied that much was accomplished and great times were experienced. Now all we could do was get a good night sleep to prepare of the early rise and the long awaited adventure that was ahead.

April 8, 2007

Are We Ever Too Old?

April 8, 2007

As each year passes and I grow a step deeper into adulthood and one step further from being a child, I have found that I am never too old to do the things that I used to do when I was a kid. Whether it be flying a kite, catching fire flies, or making forts out of blankets; I enjoy finding opportunities to be a big kid. Sometimes that includes staging opportunities for others, who are a little stressed with the pressures of life, to take a quick trip back to the days when everything seemed carefree.

Easter this year provided just that perfect opportunity. My roommate Laura has been under a lot of stress. The full time college student is not any easy life to lead. So I decided to treat Laura with the prefect way to distract the mind and boost moral, one of the childhood classics, an Easter egg hunt complete with a big surprise at the end.

I must say that my plan worked perfectly. I hide over twenty little chocolate eggs throughout our living room, kitchen, and laundry room. Some were easy to see and others proved to be a bit more challenging.

Overall, the experience served its purpose. It proved an outlet of fun, problem solving, and laughter, which is always good for the soul and a great foundation for memories. When all the eggs were found and the big surprise was discovered, I could only smile at how a simple child’s activity can so easily trump the overpowering responsibilities of life in just the right way for just the right amount of time.

Special Update
April 19, 2007:

It seems my skills as an egg hider have exceeded even my own expectations. A few days ago I saw an egg that has not yet been discovered by Laura. I am interested to see how long it will sit there. I will keep you posted with any further developments….