It's 10:43 and I should have tucked myself into bed 13 minutes ago, but alas, I'm sitting at my computer. Just did a round of blog checking. I love the blogging community. There are such wonderful people out there. I know, there are the creeps as well, but the majority are nice people just wanting to leave their footprint.
Reminds me of the chat room I used to frequent in the early college years. It's odd to recall that I never had email until I went to college. I'd never been on the internet! Computers were for typing up reports and playing very simple computer games. Who knew you could meet people from around the world, even talk to them in real time? I was hooked.
I miss those days. I used to spend hours chatting with friends that I've never seen in real life. Yet them often knew me better than those I interacted with day in and day out. There is something that anonymity does for you, it can let you be yourself, the you that you keep shushed the rest of the day. Granted, you can also pretend, but I find people don't unless they have some reason (and not always a good one).
So this post is dedicated to all those blogger friends and chat room friends of today and yesterday. Thank you for bringing your honest and open selves to the internet. Thank you for being so nice to me and my slightly twisted way of seeing the world. You are wonderful and you enrich my life. I hope I can do the same for you.
Here's my footprint, wear it well.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
borrowing without permission
One of my visitors from Muzik did me the honor of stealing my survey (which I stole from miss pottenger, all is fair in the survey land). So, I repaid the honor by borrowing without permission her movie survey. I've also taken the liberty of adding a few more questions because it was rather short and I love movies.
Here you go...
Total number of movies I own on DVD/video: Aprox 215 DVD's and 30 or so VHS
Last movie I bought: Troy, The Last Samurai and Jersey Girl (all bought at the same time)
Last movie I watched in the theater: The Kingdom of Heaven
Last movie I watched at home: Hidalgo
Five movies that mean a lot to me (in no particular order): The Green Mile, Persuasion, Dead Poets Society, Under the Tuscan Sun and Life is Beautiful
Movie I watch when I need a good laugh: Pirates of the Caribbean
Movie I watch when I need a good cry: The Green Mile
Movie I make all my friends watch: Thoroughly Modern Millie
Actor and Actress I can't stand: Russell Crowe and Selma Blair
Actor and Actress I adore: Colin Firth and Julia Stiles
Worst Movie I ever sat through: maybe not ever, but About Schmitt was not worth the time or money
Movie I couldn't make it through: Napoleon Dynamite
Most Watched Movie: Thoroughly Modern Millie
So, what is the last movie you watched? Leave it in comments. I want to hear about them!!
Here you go...
Total number of movies I own on DVD/video: Aprox 215 DVD's and 30 or so VHS
Last movie I bought: Troy, The Last Samurai and Jersey Girl (all bought at the same time)
Last movie I watched in the theater: The Kingdom of Heaven
Last movie I watched at home: Hidalgo
Five movies that mean a lot to me (in no particular order): The Green Mile, Persuasion, Dead Poets Society, Under the Tuscan Sun and Life is Beautiful
Movie I watch when I need a good laugh: Pirates of the Caribbean
Movie I watch when I need a good cry: The Green Mile
Movie I make all my friends watch: Thoroughly Modern Millie
Actor and Actress I can't stand: Russell Crowe and Selma Blair
Actor and Actress I adore: Colin Firth and Julia Stiles
Worst Movie I ever sat through: maybe not ever, but About Schmitt was not worth the time or money
Movie I couldn't make it through: Napoleon Dynamite
Most Watched Movie: Thoroughly Modern Millie
So, what is the last movie you watched? Leave it in comments. I want to hear about them!!
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
a change in the wind
Life is full of changes. You can't help but change a little every day, a lot in a year, and so much in a lifetime. That's part of life. Like death, you can't escape it.
I'm pretty sure the wind in my life is starting to change. Like Mary Poppins, I can sense it coming. I only wish I had a magic umbrella to wisk me off to the next place. But I don't. My path is a bit harder since I have to be still and listen for directions and then do my best to follow. I'm glad I can sense that the change is coming, yet it's hard to handle sometimes. I know change is on the way, but when, how, who? I like answers to questions, I like to see all the pieces. I'm one of the weird ones who need details and the big picture. Half is not an option. But half is all I usually get. No wonder I'm a tad pyscho!
Had a wonderfully challenging conversation with a dear friend tonight. Kayla is going through a lot right now as well, changing and growing. We aren't growing really in the same direction but in the same ways. So while circumstances are different, the struggles are similar. There is little I enjoy so fully as great conversations. Ones that move thought to action and ideas into reality. I'm thankful for my friends who engage in this sort of communication with me. I don't know where exactly I would be without them, but I'm sure it would be no place to write home about.
It's getting late and I'm a bit tired. Can't wait until I catch up on my sleep. Good news is I'm not producing at church this weekend (I would have happily done so since I enjoy producing, but Louise is moving in two weeks and wanted one last chance to boss everyone around!) so that means a weekend free. I think I'm going to head up to Muller for some God-n-me time. Nothing like spending time in His creation to draw close to Him!
Sleep well, my dear reader, may all your dreams be beautiful tonight.
I'm pretty sure the wind in my life is starting to change. Like Mary Poppins, I can sense it coming. I only wish I had a magic umbrella to wisk me off to the next place. But I don't. My path is a bit harder since I have to be still and listen for directions and then do my best to follow. I'm glad I can sense that the change is coming, yet it's hard to handle sometimes. I know change is on the way, but when, how, who? I like answers to questions, I like to see all the pieces. I'm one of the weird ones who need details and the big picture. Half is not an option. But half is all I usually get. No wonder I'm a tad pyscho!
Had a wonderfully challenging conversation with a dear friend tonight. Kayla is going through a lot right now as well, changing and growing. We aren't growing really in the same direction but in the same ways. So while circumstances are different, the struggles are similar. There is little I enjoy so fully as great conversations. Ones that move thought to action and ideas into reality. I'm thankful for my friends who engage in this sort of communication with me. I don't know where exactly I would be without them, but I'm sure it would be no place to write home about.
It's getting late and I'm a bit tired. Can't wait until I catch up on my sleep. Good news is I'm not producing at church this weekend (I would have happily done so since I enjoy producing, but Louise is moving in two weeks and wanted one last chance to boss everyone around!) so that means a weekend free. I think I'm going to head up to Muller for some God-n-me time. Nothing like spending time in His creation to draw close to Him!
Sleep well, my dear reader, may all your dreams be beautiful tonight.
Monday, May 23, 2005
blogging a few words while sitting in my room drinking gatorade
(pre-script: how do you like the color? I wanted some kick and the orange seems to go well. Give me your feedback in comments!)
How's that for a title? My poetry teacher from college would have loved it. It's long without actually telling you a bit about what is coming after.
Dara took me out for my birthday tonight. Yes, I know, my birthday was last month, but don't tell Dara. It would ruin her world. Ok, honestly, Dara is well aware of when my birthday is. We were both just a tad busy then and she couldn't decide what to get me until a month later and then we had to finish the play. So, we went out tonight for dinner and a movie.
I'm not sure which was tastier!
Had Red Robin (bad me, I went there yesterday, but I'm hooked on their summer Watermelon Limeade) and then watched Kingdom of Heaven. Should not have drank four of the aforementioned drinks at dinner, knowing that I was going to the movies, but I did. And I only missed like three or four minutes of "conversation". Bloom proved that he can carry a movie as long as he does more acting than talking. I'm a sucker for the noble, seeking forgiveness sort of guy. Granted he sleeps with another guy's wife and THEN gets a case of morals, but at least he developed it at some point!! The soundtrack was great and it's one I'll be buying as soon as it's out.
Other than that, the day was almost a total waste. My Monday's are torn up so much at work that I don't actually accomplish anything. Throw in a thirty minute phone call from one very sweet but scattered sponsor/volunteer, and there was not hope in saving the rest of the afternoon!
I'm all excited because Travis, one of the guys from drama at church, is getting together a bunch of creative type of people to work on creative type projects this summer. Something I've tried in the past but never had the momentum to actually get anything done. Travis, on the other hand, is driven and can get others to move their feet. Even if nothing really comes from it, spending time around creative people who are busy being creative is always fun.
Well, I'd better get to my book and then to bed. If I don't finish reading the third book in the Space Triolgy how on earth will I be ready to start with the first one in a few weeks with Dara and Sarah??
Go back asleep, dear reader, go back asleep.
How's that for a title? My poetry teacher from college would have loved it. It's long without actually telling you a bit about what is coming after.
Dara took me out for my birthday tonight. Yes, I know, my birthday was last month, but don't tell Dara. It would ruin her world. Ok, honestly, Dara is well aware of when my birthday is. We were both just a tad busy then and she couldn't decide what to get me until a month later and then we had to finish the play. So, we went out tonight for dinner and a movie.
I'm not sure which was tastier!
Had Red Robin (bad me, I went there yesterday, but I'm hooked on their summer Watermelon Limeade) and then watched Kingdom of Heaven. Should not have drank four of the aforementioned drinks at dinner, knowing that I was going to the movies, but I did. And I only missed like three or four minutes of "conversation". Bloom proved that he can carry a movie as long as he does more acting than talking. I'm a sucker for the noble, seeking forgiveness sort of guy. Granted he sleeps with another guy's wife and THEN gets a case of morals, but at least he developed it at some point!! The soundtrack was great and it's one I'll be buying as soon as it's out.
Other than that, the day was almost a total waste. My Monday's are torn up so much at work that I don't actually accomplish anything. Throw in a thirty minute phone call from one very sweet but scattered sponsor/volunteer, and there was not hope in saving the rest of the afternoon!
I'm all excited because Travis, one of the guys from drama at church, is getting together a bunch of creative type of people to work on creative type projects this summer. Something I've tried in the past but never had the momentum to actually get anything done. Travis, on the other hand, is driven and can get others to move their feet. Even if nothing really comes from it, spending time around creative people who are busy being creative is always fun.
Well, I'd better get to my book and then to bed. If I don't finish reading the third book in the Space Triolgy how on earth will I be ready to start with the first one in a few weeks with Dara and Sarah??
Go back asleep, dear reader, go back asleep.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
mystery girl
Many thanks to Muzik for making me the mystery blog of the day (again). I appreciate everyone who stopped by and even more those who left comments. I'll be making the rounds soon to visit your blogs.
Well, the play is over. My first official directing everything has come and gone. I've learned a lot and I'm thrilled with the outcome. Granted, I really miss acting, but directing is fun.
I'd love to wax eloquent about something, but to be perfectly honest, I'm tired and my feet hurt. So I think I'm going to read a chapter in my current book and go to bed.
I'll post more later today.
Well, the play is over. My first official directing everything has come and gone. I've learned a lot and I'm thrilled with the outcome. Granted, I really miss acting, but directing is fun.
I'd love to wax eloquent about something, but to be perfectly honest, I'm tired and my feet hurt. So I think I'm going to read a chapter in my current book and go to bed.
I'll post more later today.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
prince of whatever is left
Ever feel like that? Like you got the leftovers when they were handing out the good stuff. I sometimes wonder if my guardian angel was playing hide-n-seek when she should have been gathering gifts and blessings for my future.
I know, into each life a little rain must fall, but like the Born Loser (you know him from the comics), somewhere along the line I wonder if I got mistaken for Noah. Sure, my heart tells me that my rainbow is coming (and my prince) but somedays that's hard to keep in focus. When you are bailing out water from your dinghy as fast as you can and not making process, well, you know. And there are times when I quit moving the water to just sit in the rain. What's the point when the boat is already full?
If you are wondering, much of this was brought on because someone was reading my other blog with dishonest intentions. That bothers me greatly. If you are going to read my blog, then come to enjoy or be amused or even think. But do not come as a spy, do not come to police what I have to say and do not by any means call me eight times in two hours to clarify anything. Honestly. If you don't like what I post, don't read it. Simple as that. Right?
To my sweet and wonderful readers who do come because they care about what's going on in my life, to you who are amused and entertained by my slightly warped view of the world, and those who stumble upon this place in search for quality blogs, welcome. Thank you for coming by.
The rest will just have to bite their tongues and get over it (and I saw that in the nicest way possible).
Okay, I feel better. Mission accomplished. I'm back to being the princess of quite a lot.
I know, into each life a little rain must fall, but like the Born Loser (you know him from the comics), somewhere along the line I wonder if I got mistaken for Noah. Sure, my heart tells me that my rainbow is coming (and my prince) but somedays that's hard to keep in focus. When you are bailing out water from your dinghy as fast as you can and not making process, well, you know. And there are times when I quit moving the water to just sit in the rain. What's the point when the boat is already full?
If you are wondering, much of this was brought on because someone was reading my other blog with dishonest intentions. That bothers me greatly. If you are going to read my blog, then come to enjoy or be amused or even think. But do not come as a spy, do not come to police what I have to say and do not by any means call me eight times in two hours to clarify anything. Honestly. If you don't like what I post, don't read it. Simple as that. Right?
To my sweet and wonderful readers who do come because they care about what's going on in my life, to you who are amused and entertained by my slightly warped view of the world, and those who stumble upon this place in search for quality blogs, welcome. Thank you for coming by.
The rest will just have to bite their tongues and get over it (and I saw that in the nicest way possible).
Okay, I feel better. Mission accomplished. I'm back to being the princess of quite a lot.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
not another survey, yes
As Miss Pottenger puts it, in lieu of a real post, I give you this fine survey. Enjoy!
My uncle: used to be a Marine.
Never in my life: have I ever been to a nightclub.
When I was five: I got the next door neighbor girl grounded (she bit me in the back, literally!)High School was: almost ten years ago!
I will never forget: the way the world smelled on September 11, 2001.
I once met: Liz Curtis Higgs.
There's this girl I know who: has seen heaven.
Once, at a bar: I gave a speech (in a courtroom, at that bar! I've never been to the other kind)
By noon I'm usually: starting to wake up.
Last night: I set up chairs after our performance of Earnest.
If I only had: a cabin in the woods.
Next time I go to church: I'll discuss the legacy of Cain and Seth.
What worries me most: never accomplishing my reason for being.
When I turn my head left, I see: my t.v., my doll house and lots of movies.
When I turn my head right, I see: wire cubes filled with books and trinkets.
What I miss most about the eighties: legwarmers.
If I was a character written by Shakespeare, I'd be: Puck in Midsummers Night Dream.
By this time next year: I will have edited and finished another novel.
I have a hard time understanding: stupidity.
If I ever go back to school: I'd study theater and writing.
You know I like you if: I laugh with you and listen to what you say.
My ideal breakfast is: anytime after noon :), sorry, I'm not a big breakfast eater.
A song I love, but do not have is: nothing comes to mind, I'm sure there are lots!
If you visit my hometown, I suggest: visiting Garden of the Gods and Glen Erye.
If you spend the night at my house: be prepared to sleep with the zoo!
I'd stop my wedding for: nothing, the wedding must go on!
The world could do without: Anna Nicole Smith.
My favorite blonde is: If I don't say Carin, I'll be in trouble :)
If I do anything well, it's: write and act, and write.
And by the way: I get a massage tomorrow!
My 10 favorite TV shows and favorite characters from them(not in order): I can't even think of ten shows as I only watch one and I didn't even catch that one this season! Stargate SG1: I love them all. Stargate Atlantis: The pilot is cute stuff. And now we digress to old shows because I don't have time to watch t.v. these days. Sliders: Quinn, he was adorable. MASH: I like them all but Winchester was precious. Xfiles: Fox, nothing more need be said on that one! Northern Exposure: the moose at the start. Sorry, I'm out of shows unless I revert to childhood.
Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? Of course, Mr. Darcy, Colonel Brandon, Eomer, Edmund Bertrum, Captain Wentworth, Daniel Jackson, and the Saint.
The last book you bought is: Monster by Frank Peretti.
The last book you read: Perelandra by C.S. Lewis.
What are you currently reading? I'm in-between books until the play is over, then I'll dive into That Hideous Strength, then Monster, then Mirror, Mirror and finally The Time-Traveler's Wife.
Five books you would take to a deserted island: the Bible, Lord of the Rings, The Space Trilogy (by Lewis), James and the Giant Peach, and A Dummies Guide to Surviving on a Deserted Island.
My uncle: used to be a Marine.
Never in my life: have I ever been to a nightclub.
When I was five: I got the next door neighbor girl grounded (she bit me in the back, literally!)High School was: almost ten years ago!
I will never forget: the way the world smelled on September 11, 2001.
I once met: Liz Curtis Higgs.
There's this girl I know who: has seen heaven.
Once, at a bar: I gave a speech (in a courtroom, at that bar! I've never been to the other kind)
By noon I'm usually: starting to wake up.
Last night: I set up chairs after our performance of Earnest.
If I only had: a cabin in the woods.
Next time I go to church: I'll discuss the legacy of Cain and Seth.
What worries me most: never accomplishing my reason for being.
When I turn my head left, I see: my t.v., my doll house and lots of movies.
When I turn my head right, I see: wire cubes filled with books and trinkets.
What I miss most about the eighties: legwarmers.
If I was a character written by Shakespeare, I'd be: Puck in Midsummers Night Dream.
By this time next year: I will have edited and finished another novel.
I have a hard time understanding: stupidity.
If I ever go back to school: I'd study theater and writing.
You know I like you if: I laugh with you and listen to what you say.
My ideal breakfast is: anytime after noon :), sorry, I'm not a big breakfast eater.
A song I love, but do not have is: nothing comes to mind, I'm sure there are lots!
If you visit my hometown, I suggest: visiting Garden of the Gods and Glen Erye.
If you spend the night at my house: be prepared to sleep with the zoo!
I'd stop my wedding for: nothing, the wedding must go on!
The world could do without: Anna Nicole Smith.
My favorite blonde is: If I don't say Carin, I'll be in trouble :)
If I do anything well, it's: write and act, and write.
And by the way: I get a massage tomorrow!
My 10 favorite TV shows and favorite characters from them(not in order): I can't even think of ten shows as I only watch one and I didn't even catch that one this season! Stargate SG1: I love them all. Stargate Atlantis: The pilot is cute stuff. And now we digress to old shows because I don't have time to watch t.v. these days. Sliders: Quinn, he was adorable. MASH: I like them all but Winchester was precious. Xfiles: Fox, nothing more need be said on that one! Northern Exposure: the moose at the start. Sorry, I'm out of shows unless I revert to childhood.
Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? Of course, Mr. Darcy, Colonel Brandon, Eomer, Edmund Bertrum, Captain Wentworth, Daniel Jackson, and the Saint.
The last book you bought is: Monster by Frank Peretti.
The last book you read: Perelandra by C.S. Lewis.
What are you currently reading? I'm in-between books until the play is over, then I'll dive into That Hideous Strength, then Monster, then Mirror, Mirror and finally The Time-Traveler's Wife.
Five books you would take to a deserted island: the Bible, Lord of the Rings, The Space Trilogy (by Lewis), James and the Giant Peach, and A Dummies Guide to Surviving on a Deserted Island.
Friday, May 13, 2005
the peanut gallery
Wow, four whole comments. I'm feeling special. So, in tonight's post part one, I'm going to respond!
Emily from Vocal Violinist said: Wow! I'm so excited for you! It's about time they finally got this position set for you! Your Dad's place sounds like a great idea. Thanks for the comment. I'm off to Koln today.Ciao, Ciao
Slinky Girl Responds: Thank you, Em! I know you have been praying with me on this for a while. After week one I'm happy to report that job wise, things are going well. I come home at the end of the day feeling that I've accomplished something, and the day flies by! Haven't heard any more about dad and his job, but I'm sitting tight. I know you've been having fun running around Europe, and I'm enjoying hearing about it.
John from The Sound of Muzik said: I always have to find out these things on your blog...
Slinky Girl Responds: Of course, because we didn't have WA on Tuesday and you weren't there last week and the week before, oh, bother. Not to mention that I shared it in the Saturday night service that we did the week after the snow storm. If you actually came to church :) That said, to set the record straight, John comes to church regularly and he helps lead worship and he's very good at it. I very much appreciate his view on the world so check out his blog!
Miss Pottenger from Dating the Tooth Fairy said: Have you been spying me? I'm looking at your list of previous posts, and you have one called "the art of keeping secrets." I have a poem titled "The Art of Swallowing Your Secret." I suppose it could be that parallel minds thing we seem to have, but being spied on is so more exciting.
Slinky Girl Responds: Hee hee hee! The funny thing is I have not read said poem. Of course, this is the moment we should both freak out and realize that we know each other too well for our own good, but we won't because it's nice to know we as individuals aren't the only weird ones out there. If I had the time, you know I would spy on you (if just to get research for the next great novel we will both write), but I haven't the time. Now, about that poem, I want to read it!!
Sammy from licketysplit said: Just stopping by to say 'hi'...nice blog you have here! I'll be back!
Slinky Girl Responds: Thank you! I am enjoying your blog as well, it's wonderful. I'm laughing even now at your chocolate and hair cutting post. I'm sending Miss Pottenger over right away since I know she will need to read the most recent post about Barbie in a black veil. I'll be adding your site to my must reads. Hello from this side of the ocean!
Well, that's about it. Now go, read each the blogs I put links to. I've just discovered how to link (and no smart comments, I don't have time to play with blogger often so I'm a wee bit slow!) and I want to help you all get readers just like Muzikdude helped me. Granted, then I ran off and started this blog, but I'm keeping up.
Emily from Vocal Violinist said: Wow! I'm so excited for you! It's about time they finally got this position set for you! Your Dad's place sounds like a great idea. Thanks for the comment. I'm off to Koln today.Ciao, Ciao
Slinky Girl Responds: Thank you, Em! I know you have been praying with me on this for a while. After week one I'm happy to report that job wise, things are going well. I come home at the end of the day feeling that I've accomplished something, and the day flies by! Haven't heard any more about dad and his job, but I'm sitting tight. I know you've been having fun running around Europe, and I'm enjoying hearing about it.
John from The Sound of Muzik said: I always have to find out these things on your blog...
Slinky Girl Responds: Of course, because we didn't have WA on Tuesday and you weren't there last week and the week before, oh, bother. Not to mention that I shared it in the Saturday night service that we did the week after the snow storm. If you actually came to church :) That said, to set the record straight, John comes to church regularly and he helps lead worship and he's very good at it. I very much appreciate his view on the world so check out his blog!
Miss Pottenger from Dating the Tooth Fairy said: Have you been spying me? I'm looking at your list of previous posts, and you have one called "the art of keeping secrets." I have a poem titled "The Art of Swallowing Your Secret." I suppose it could be that parallel minds thing we seem to have, but being spied on is so more exciting.
Slinky Girl Responds: Hee hee hee! The funny thing is I have not read said poem. Of course, this is the moment we should both freak out and realize that we know each other too well for our own good, but we won't because it's nice to know we as individuals aren't the only weird ones out there. If I had the time, you know I would spy on you (if just to get research for the next great novel we will both write), but I haven't the time. Now, about that poem, I want to read it!!
Sammy from licketysplit said: Just stopping by to say 'hi'...nice blog you have here! I'll be back!
Slinky Girl Responds: Thank you! I am enjoying your blog as well, it's wonderful. I'm laughing even now at your chocolate and hair cutting post. I'm sending Miss Pottenger over right away since I know she will need to read the most recent post about Barbie in a black veil. I'll be adding your site to my must reads. Hello from this side of the ocean!
Well, that's about it. Now go, read each the blogs I put links to. I've just discovered how to link (and no smart comments, I don't have time to play with blogger often so I'm a wee bit slow!) and I want to help you all get readers just like Muzikdude helped me. Granted, then I ran off and started this blog, but I'm keeping up.
Friday, May 06, 2005
the sound of trumpets
And the heavenly chorus sang, the clouds parted, and I did a happy dance.
Okay, that's not quite the way it happened, but it was what I saw happening in my mind. Finally, the decision was made to go ahead with the test team starting Monday. What a lovely feeling to hear that I had only hours left on a team of people who don't work, a supervisor who has no clue and slave to a computer program that makes you understand why people go postal.
In other realms, I found out that dad may have a job change of sorts coming as well. There is talk of him moving to Wyoming... which means not living in Colorado. That's just weird, but it may work. Granted, if that happens, it looks like a move for me (back into dad's house with Nathan), but that is workable. Don't get me wrong, I love where I am, but I am sensing that my time here may be up. June is just around the corner and I'm not entirely sure what else sits at that intersection.
The play is coming along nicely. While I'm excited about performances, and I always want shows to last forever, I'm also looking forward to a Saturday morning of sleeping in, not living at the church (nothing against the church, but I do like my own bed) and having some time to myself.
Can't say that there is anything else really exciting going on. I still need to get my book broken up into chapters so it can be translated and improved. I think that will be my project for the month of June. Then it's time to write another one in July. Of course, I'm going to do the whole insane month of November again (if I'm not directing a play or in a play or something like that), but I don't see any reason to limit myself to one month of writing per year. Now, if only I could figure out how to make my blog publishable (in print) and sell it, I would be all set, but that's just a dream.
Happy weekend. Leave your mark below and let me know you stopped by.
Okay, that's not quite the way it happened, but it was what I saw happening in my mind. Finally, the decision was made to go ahead with the test team starting Monday. What a lovely feeling to hear that I had only hours left on a team of people who don't work, a supervisor who has no clue and slave to a computer program that makes you understand why people go postal.
In other realms, I found out that dad may have a job change of sorts coming as well. There is talk of him moving to Wyoming... which means not living in Colorado. That's just weird, but it may work. Granted, if that happens, it looks like a move for me (back into dad's house with Nathan), but that is workable. Don't get me wrong, I love where I am, but I am sensing that my time here may be up. June is just around the corner and I'm not entirely sure what else sits at that intersection.
The play is coming along nicely. While I'm excited about performances, and I always want shows to last forever, I'm also looking forward to a Saturday morning of sleeping in, not living at the church (nothing against the church, but I do like my own bed) and having some time to myself.
Can't say that there is anything else really exciting going on. I still need to get my book broken up into chapters so it can be translated and improved. I think that will be my project for the month of June. Then it's time to write another one in July. Of course, I'm going to do the whole insane month of November again (if I'm not directing a play or in a play or something like that), but I don't see any reason to limit myself to one month of writing per year. Now, if only I could figure out how to make my blog publishable (in print) and sell it, I would be all set, but that's just a dream.
Happy weekend. Leave your mark below and let me know you stopped by.
Monday, May 02, 2005
the duality
I've been struggling, as some of you know, with the concept of duality. How we are sometimes called to play two different roles at the same time. Often, these roles are in opposition to each other, or don't seem to go together.
There is the Princess/Warrior, the Friend/Advisor, the Steady Hand/Catalyst, all different roles that seem to be required in a strange co-existence. Throw in the spiritual side of things (and that duality in and of itself, Spiritual/Physical) and you have for a rough ride.
I'm re-reading Lewis's Space Trilogy, a series that has always fascinated me. Every time I read it, I am made wiser, as the Lady would say. I sometimes think I should avoid reading them because then I won't have to learn, but I'm drawn to them. Learning is not always a fun thing to do.
So, do any of you struggle with duality? Any other split personalities out there? How do you cope with opposing "hats"?
Time to clean up and go to bed and spend some time musing over this in my head.
There is the Princess/Warrior, the Friend/Advisor, the Steady Hand/Catalyst, all different roles that seem to be required in a strange co-existence. Throw in the spiritual side of things (and that duality in and of itself, Spiritual/Physical) and you have for a rough ride.
I'm re-reading Lewis's Space Trilogy, a series that has always fascinated me. Every time I read it, I am made wiser, as the Lady would say. I sometimes think I should avoid reading them because then I won't have to learn, but I'm drawn to them. Learning is not always a fun thing to do.
So, do any of you struggle with duality? Any other split personalities out there? How do you cope with opposing "hats"?
Time to clean up and go to bed and spend some time musing over this in my head.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
paint fumes
My lead painter injured her leg this week and that throws her out of the running for Paint Queen. Dara and I, as Paint Princesses, must step up to the plate. That means I'll be spending lots and LOTS of time at church over the next two weeks. More than normal, I mean.
My new position has been put off a week because the department director can't take a hour to listen to the proposal. Granted, he made time to come the Sexual Harassment Awareness Training that he had ALREADY taken, but he can't take a little hour to make the world a nicer place. Did I mention the training was four hours long?
I suppose I can hang in there one more week, but two weeks ago I had myself set to hang on for two weeks, and now I'm pretty much out of rope. I don't want another week of dialer and hang ups and people who don't pull their share. But such is life. I'm thinking of moving to Italy because I'm sure things like this don't happen in lovely villas in Italy.
And then I'll wake up, screaming.
Have a good one!
My new position has been put off a week because the department director can't take a hour to listen to the proposal. Granted, he made time to come the Sexual Harassment Awareness Training that he had ALREADY taken, but he can't take a little hour to make the world a nicer place. Did I mention the training was four hours long?
I suppose I can hang in there one more week, but two weeks ago I had myself set to hang on for two weeks, and now I'm pretty much out of rope. I don't want another week of dialer and hang ups and people who don't pull their share. But such is life. I'm thinking of moving to Italy because I'm sure things like this don't happen in lovely villas in Italy.
And then I'll wake up, screaming.
Have a good one!
Monday, April 25, 2005
a bad example
All of us learn by example, it's part of our nature. Adam and Eve sinned, we all sin now. Usually, we think of setting a good example for those who come after us, and we look to our "examplers" to set a positive and right example for us.
But it doesn't always work that way.
Sadly, many children learn the bad habits of their parents, which is part of why abuse is so rampant in families. The kids learn that by yelling, hitting, etc, that they can get their way. So they grow up and have an abusive relationship and teach their own children the path of abuse. Granted, sometimes it is not as serious as abuse, maybe you are just not competent with money, your parents weren't and your children likely won't be.
I've had my share of bad examples in my life. Bar marriages, poor child raising, bad lots of things. Thankfully, I am also aware that these are bad, they are examples that should be learned from but not followed. Thank goodness we also have the capacity (should we decide to use it) to learn from our own mistakes and the mistakes of others. I hope I can do this. I want to, I keep a watchful eye out. If I sense a bad behavior rising up in me I try to squelch it.
All that to say that this weekend another shining example of how not to improve your marriage was set at my feet. It amazes me that some people just don't get it. That there are people out there who truly have no idea that the chaos that is swirling around them is cause by their own actions. People who don't get that what is in your heart comes out much clearer than any words you can say. Remember, ACTIONS, in all their shining glory, speak louder than WORDS, no matter how well crafted. That your eyes, the proverbial windows to your soul, really do show where your heart is. And lipservice doesn't get you any father now than it has in the past.
I hope we all can learn from this situation. I've already learned that you have to keep relationships in the right priority listing (God, family, friends, the rest of the world) and that you have to live with the choices you make. Just because you want something doesn't mean you are going to get it or get it in the way you want. And sometimes, you can't have cake and ice cream too, you have to pick one or the other. And we are held to our actions, God rarely removes the consequences.
Okay, sorry if that is a little heavy. I've been in hiding all weekend since our house was invaded by said person with the history of making poor choices especially in her marriage (along with her two children, one of which will never be mistaken for an angel!).
I'll try to be more uplifting tomorrow. On a brighter note, I'm thankful for the rain and snow and I love it when the weather can't make up it's mind.
But it doesn't always work that way.
Sadly, many children learn the bad habits of their parents, which is part of why abuse is so rampant in families. The kids learn that by yelling, hitting, etc, that they can get their way. So they grow up and have an abusive relationship and teach their own children the path of abuse. Granted, sometimes it is not as serious as abuse, maybe you are just not competent with money, your parents weren't and your children likely won't be.
I've had my share of bad examples in my life. Bar marriages, poor child raising, bad lots of things. Thankfully, I am also aware that these are bad, they are examples that should be learned from but not followed. Thank goodness we also have the capacity (should we decide to use it) to learn from our own mistakes and the mistakes of others. I hope I can do this. I want to, I keep a watchful eye out. If I sense a bad behavior rising up in me I try to squelch it.
All that to say that this weekend another shining example of how not to improve your marriage was set at my feet. It amazes me that some people just don't get it. That there are people out there who truly have no idea that the chaos that is swirling around them is cause by their own actions. People who don't get that what is in your heart comes out much clearer than any words you can say. Remember, ACTIONS, in all their shining glory, speak louder than WORDS, no matter how well crafted. That your eyes, the proverbial windows to your soul, really do show where your heart is. And lipservice doesn't get you any father now than it has in the past.
I hope we all can learn from this situation. I've already learned that you have to keep relationships in the right priority listing (God, family, friends, the rest of the world) and that you have to live with the choices you make. Just because you want something doesn't mean you are going to get it or get it in the way you want. And sometimes, you can't have cake and ice cream too, you have to pick one or the other. And we are held to our actions, God rarely removes the consequences.
Okay, sorry if that is a little heavy. I've been in hiding all weekend since our house was invaded by said person with the history of making poor choices especially in her marriage (along with her two children, one of which will never be mistaken for an angel!).
I'll try to be more uplifting tomorrow. On a brighter note, I'm thankful for the rain and snow and I love it when the weather can't make up it's mind.
Friday, April 22, 2005
my inner goddess
I visted tickle.com (formerly emode) and took a few tests today. Remember, these are for enjoyment only. I liked the results of my goddess test.
Sara, you're a Muse!
Known for your creative powers, you Muses are the poets and musicians of life, the patrons of the fine arts. It's funny, though — even with your inspirational prowess, you're probably not the type to boast about your guitar-strumming skills, or your latest published book of verse.While it's great when people flock to you for ideas, there probably is a part of you that prefers to blend in sometimes — whether dressing in muted shades or staking out a one-on-one conversation at parties and social events. But try as you might not to hog the spotlight, others can't help but notice you. Must be hard to be such a goddess! Despite any lingering modesty, you might be surprised at how much your mere presence can help improve the lives of those around you by infusing them with ideas and good thoughts. With that kind of healing energy, your inspirational ways have the potential to change the world, Muse. Whether you're scribbling sonnets, boogying with your friends, or drawing your own constellations — you're tapped in. So keep your eyes wide open to the possibilities and let that inspiration flow!
Sara, you're a Muse!
Known for your creative powers, you Muses are the poets and musicians of life, the patrons of the fine arts. It's funny, though — even with your inspirational prowess, you're probably not the type to boast about your guitar-strumming skills, or your latest published book of verse.While it's great when people flock to you for ideas, there probably is a part of you that prefers to blend in sometimes — whether dressing in muted shades or staking out a one-on-one conversation at parties and social events. But try as you might not to hog the spotlight, others can't help but notice you. Must be hard to be such a goddess! Despite any lingering modesty, you might be surprised at how much your mere presence can help improve the lives of those around you by infusing them with ideas and good thoughts. With that kind of healing energy, your inspirational ways have the potential to change the world, Muse. Whether you're scribbling sonnets, boogying with your friends, or drawing your own constellations — you're tapped in. So keep your eyes wide open to the possibilities and let that inspiration flow!
hit fast forward, please
I love anticipation. The idea of looking forward to something is nice. Bright spot and all that.
But I don't like waiting. When you've been in the cess pool for years, and you know that a nice clean swimming pool is just around the corner, makes you want to run as fast as your stubby legs will carry you. However, time only moves so fast and sometimes, it drags. This week it has been dragging in the most cruel sort of way.
I was even thinking "isn't there some way I could end up needing to take medical leave for a week?" Honestly, people should not be put in situations where they have to think like this! I want time to start flying and for May to get here. I love April, but I'm singing "Fare Thee Well" right about now!
I had a dream last night that for it was Wednesday (any old Wednesday) and for chapel they stuck me on a plane to Peru. I got to see all my kids but we had to go to their homes and I kept getting lost in the hills. Crazy dream!
The play opens in four weeks! Should be good, be sure to get your tickets early and often!
But I don't like waiting. When you've been in the cess pool for years, and you know that a nice clean swimming pool is just around the corner, makes you want to run as fast as your stubby legs will carry you. However, time only moves so fast and sometimes, it drags. This week it has been dragging in the most cruel sort of way.
I was even thinking "isn't there some way I could end up needing to take medical leave for a week?" Honestly, people should not be put in situations where they have to think like this! I want time to start flying and for May to get here. I love April, but I'm singing "Fare Thee Well" right about now!
I had a dream last night that for it was Wednesday (any old Wednesday) and for chapel they stuck me on a plane to Peru. I got to see all my kids but we had to go to their homes and I kept getting lost in the hills. Crazy dream!
The play opens in four weeks! Should be good, be sure to get your tickets early and often!
Thursday, April 21, 2005
the art of keeping secrets
I recently took the Myers Briggs personality test again. I've moved a bit but this no longer causes concern. You see, I'm convinced that people like me can't be measured using such a limited test. It reduces questions to two choices, neither of which actually capture who I am, what I really do, etc. So, while my profile may say that I'm an introvert (I am, but more than it says), I can play the part of the extrovert with ease. It drains me. I'm a very strong perceiver, but I can out list and plan anyone. You see, it all boils down to the fact that humanity has far more potential than a 50/50 test can measure.
Anyway, that wasn't really where I was going. Part of that training was showing this box that has four quadrants, top left is "open", top right is "blind", bottom left is "hidden" and bottom right is "unknown". The concept is there are things in our lives that are open (we know and others know), things that we are blind to (others see it but we don't), some areas that are hidden (we know but others don't) and then the unknown (neither we nor others know about it). The trainer said we should push back the lines so that more and more of our lives are in the open quadrant. I disagree.
There are things about me that others don't really need to know. Especially at this point in life, where I'm single, no kids, etc, the majority of my life is stuff that other people don't need to know. Sure, I'll share insights and thoughts with those I trust, but in general, the world doesn't need to know my every move, thought, and so on.
Now, I'm all for learning more about my blind spots. I want to know me inside and out so that I can change the bad parts, tweak the ones that are out of line, be a better person. I know some people who live with almost no open part and tons of blind. And a normally aware and smart person can have a huge blind spot that is triggered by a friendship (think destructive relationships, the "victim" usually can't see the abuser is acting badly). This is the hardest kind of blind spot to "bring into the light" since that person can't even fathom that they have a blind spot.
All that to say, we live in a crazy world. I'm growing more secretive daily because the less others know, the less my life spins out of control. I trust fewer, I respect fewer. It's harder to earn my trust or respect. I don't plan on becoming a hermit, but it has some enticing aspects. Maybe it's just a phase.
Now that I've got you all concerned and worried that I'm going postal or something, calm down. Just some random thoughts. Have a good day!
Anyway, that wasn't really where I was going. Part of that training was showing this box that has four quadrants, top left is "open", top right is "blind", bottom left is "hidden" and bottom right is "unknown". The concept is there are things in our lives that are open (we know and others know), things that we are blind to (others see it but we don't), some areas that are hidden (we know but others don't) and then the unknown (neither we nor others know about it). The trainer said we should push back the lines so that more and more of our lives are in the open quadrant. I disagree.
There are things about me that others don't really need to know. Especially at this point in life, where I'm single, no kids, etc, the majority of my life is stuff that other people don't need to know. Sure, I'll share insights and thoughts with those I trust, but in general, the world doesn't need to know my every move, thought, and so on.
Now, I'm all for learning more about my blind spots. I want to know me inside and out so that I can change the bad parts, tweak the ones that are out of line, be a better person. I know some people who live with almost no open part and tons of blind. And a normally aware and smart person can have a huge blind spot that is triggered by a friendship (think destructive relationships, the "victim" usually can't see the abuser is acting badly). This is the hardest kind of blind spot to "bring into the light" since that person can't even fathom that they have a blind spot.
All that to say, we live in a crazy world. I'm growing more secretive daily because the less others know, the less my life spins out of control. I trust fewer, I respect fewer. It's harder to earn my trust or respect. I don't plan on becoming a hermit, but it has some enticing aspects. Maybe it's just a phase.
Now that I've got you all concerned and worried that I'm going postal or something, calm down. Just some random thoughts. Have a good day!
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
what's in a name
Now that I have you here...
Have you wondered yet at the name? Names are very tricky things, you have to get just the right one. The name for this new blog came from an online quiz I took. If I had a punk rock band, according to said quiz, it would be called "Amused Slinky". This was taken by a feeling and an object (and I think it fits, oddly enough). I've dubbed myself Slinky Girl because I can and I felt like it.
Finally, I can share the good news that I've been dying to share, since I know that this blog is safe from prying eyes. You see, a week ago, one of the other supervisors at work asked me to transfer to a new team, a non-phone work team, starting the first of May. This is a huge blessing for so many reasons. A: I respect this supervisor (unlike the rest in the department). B: It means that I will get to do things I'm good at with opportunities to shape procedures and work flow. C: NO MORE DIALER, I mean, no more icky, yucky wait for the phone to ring just to be hung up on dialer. D: Flexible hours. Enough said on that! E. A raise in July!!! F: Less time on phones, more time on emails and fixing problems and things of that nature.
There are more, but those are the major ones.
Thanks for stopping by! Don't forget to comment.
Have you wondered yet at the name? Names are very tricky things, you have to get just the right one. The name for this new blog came from an online quiz I took. If I had a punk rock band, according to said quiz, it would be called "Amused Slinky". This was taken by a feeling and an object (and I think it fits, oddly enough). I've dubbed myself Slinky Girl because I can and I felt like it.
Finally, I can share the good news that I've been dying to share, since I know that this blog is safe from prying eyes. You see, a week ago, one of the other supervisors at work asked me to transfer to a new team, a non-phone work team, starting the first of May. This is a huge blessing for so many reasons. A: I respect this supervisor (unlike the rest in the department). B: It means that I will get to do things I'm good at with opportunities to shape procedures and work flow. C: NO MORE DIALER, I mean, no more icky, yucky wait for the phone to ring just to be hung up on dialer. D: Flexible hours. Enough said on that! E. A raise in July!!! F: Less time on phones, more time on emails and fixing problems and things of that nature.
There are more, but those are the major ones.
Thanks for stopping by! Don't forget to comment.
a safe haven
I started blogging a few years ago after a good friend put up a blog. I liked the idea of speaking my mind, being witty, having a place where my friends and family could go to touch base and know what I was up to.
Not long ago, my readership began to grow. A guy from church, a few random visitors, friends and family. And co-workers. I don't recall how my co-workers stumbled onto my blog (I think I told them about it, so it's my own fault), but all of the sudden, my blog isn't the freedom ship that it once was. Because of my audience, I feel restrained. I don't like that.
So, I'm starting a new blog. A safe haven. When I need to get something out of my system that I can't post at Ravens Hollow, I'll come here.
Have fun.
Not long ago, my readership began to grow. A guy from church, a few random visitors, friends and family. And co-workers. I don't recall how my co-workers stumbled onto my blog (I think I told them about it, so it's my own fault), but all of the sudden, my blog isn't the freedom ship that it once was. Because of my audience, I feel restrained. I don't like that.
So, I'm starting a new blog. A safe haven. When I need to get something out of my system that I can't post at Ravens Hollow, I'll come here.
Have fun.
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