So, Father's Day came and went. I had wanted to post something wonderful about my dad. Instead, I spent much of the day hanging out with him. Since that didn't work out (to post) then, I decided to say something about him now.
As far as dad's go, I've got a great one. While I haven't always agreed with him there has never ever been a doubt in my mind or heart that he loves me. I remember a camping trip with my youth group while in junior high. It was me, another gal, one of the guys and the youth leader and his wife (small church, what can I say). We were having some problems with tents and fires and whatnot. I made the comment that "I wish my dad were here, he could fix everything." I'm a Daddy's Girl to the core.
Growing up, my dad provided some stability in contrast to the world my mother presented. I won't go into it, but dad stuck around for us kids. When my parents divorced, I called my dad in tears and asked if he had found an apartment and was there enough room for me. He told me later that he knew things would be okay because his kids still loved him and would choose him
When I had used my last dollar from my college account and still had a year and a half left to finish my degree, dad was there to help out. I recall I was in tears that time as well because I didn't know how I was going to pay for school. Thanks to my dad's parents and dad, I graduated with no school debt.
While I've done some not so smart things in life, my dad has always been there to help me crawl out, give me guidance if asked and love me no matter what. Yes, we have our differences. Living with him drives me up the wall. But I love him and he loves me.
My dad has set a great example for his kids, has given me roots and wings and everything else a father could hope to pass on to his children. A good head on my shoulders, a sense of purpose, kindness, world smarts and a lot of other things that would take too long to list.
Yes, I have a wonderful dad. I'm so very very very thankful that he is mine. Even if I have to share with Vicky, Carin and Nathan, he's still my dear ol' dad.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
running on empty
I keep wondering when I'll hit the wall. I don't think my headlight is in good working order and I'm sure that any moment I'm going to go splat.
Watch out everyone!
Work is keeping me really busy. It's weird, it's not like the work was never there, just the work I was doing was more waiting than doing. Now it's doing. Time flies when there is more stuff to get done than time to do it. And not only am I doing more, I'm staying more hours because we just have to get the work done. Remember, this is a test, and the more we show that we are needed to do the work the more likely the team will become official. The head only looks at numbers so he won't care that we started 500 phone calls in the hole or that we are understaffed by at least two. Nope, he'll just look at the final numbers. So, I feel a great burden to help get those numbers where they need to be (which, by the way, isn't a set place, go figure!).
With all that, moving, home repairs and now training to be a tutor with the libraries literacy/language program, I'm swamped. I should be sleeping right now but I wanted to post something. Hopefully I'll be able to think of something grand in the next day or so. Maybe a tribute to my dad.
I hope that you all are having a much calmer, quieter summer than mine. Go, enjoy the day tomorrow, it's is supposed to be lovely. I'll be working (at work then at church and then at home!). C'est la vive!
Watch out everyone!
Work is keeping me really busy. It's weird, it's not like the work was never there, just the work I was doing was more waiting than doing. Now it's doing. Time flies when there is more stuff to get done than time to do it. And not only am I doing more, I'm staying more hours because we just have to get the work done. Remember, this is a test, and the more we show that we are needed to do the work the more likely the team will become official. The head only looks at numbers so he won't care that we started 500 phone calls in the hole or that we are understaffed by at least two. Nope, he'll just look at the final numbers. So, I feel a great burden to help get those numbers where they need to be (which, by the way, isn't a set place, go figure!).
With all that, moving, home repairs and now training to be a tutor with the libraries literacy/language program, I'm swamped. I should be sleeping right now but I wanted to post something. Hopefully I'll be able to think of something grand in the next day or so. Maybe a tribute to my dad.
I hope that you all are having a much calmer, quieter summer than mine. Go, enjoy the day tomorrow, it's is supposed to be lovely. I'll be working (at work then at church and then at home!). C'est la vive!
Monday, June 13, 2005
reach for the stars
Here's something I discovered today and I thought, "wow". Hope you enjoy it as well.
If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." - C. S. Lewis
I'm pretty busy these days helping fix up dad's place so I can move back in. There is a lot of work to be done including painting (now that the nasty wallpaper is gone) and putting in a new floor downstairs. Mostly I need to get the floor and downstairs painted but that's not easy when all of dad's stuff is still there and he's traveling all the time. So if I'm MIA for a few days at a time, don't worry, I'm just working on home repairs.
If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." - C. S. Lewis
I'm pretty busy these days helping fix up dad's place so I can move back in. There is a lot of work to be done including painting (now that the nasty wallpaper is gone) and putting in a new floor downstairs. Mostly I need to get the floor and downstairs painted but that's not easy when all of dad's stuff is still there and he's traveling all the time. So if I'm MIA for a few days at a time, don't worry, I'm just working on home repairs.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
moving on up
It's official.
I'm moving.
Back to dad's house but mostly minus him. This world is crazy if nothing else.
I'm also giving some serious thought to joining the Peace Corps. The more I look at what they do, the more I think it's one of the few places around that could actually use my skills and meet many of the qualifications I have for "work". That's a dirty four-letter word, I know. Expect to hear more in the coming months.
My little brother is creating a resume so he can include references for a job he's applying for. Sad to think that by his age, I'd been in the workforce for almost seven years in some fashion, paying taxes, the whole nine years. The baby always gets off easy.
Okay, to bed, to bed. I gave blood today and I'm a bit weary.
I'm moving.
Back to dad's house but mostly minus him. This world is crazy if nothing else.
I'm also giving some serious thought to joining the Peace Corps. The more I look at what they do, the more I think it's one of the few places around that could actually use my skills and meet many of the qualifications I have for "work". That's a dirty four-letter word, I know. Expect to hear more in the coming months.
My little brother is creating a resume so he can include references for a job he's applying for. Sad to think that by his age, I'd been in the workforce for almost seven years in some fashion, paying taxes, the whole nine years. The baby always gets off easy.
Okay, to bed, to bed. I gave blood today and I'm a bit weary.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
stupid is as stupid does
If you are easily offended, stop reading now. I'm not trying to offend, I'm just trying to make a point. Since I've received hate calls in the past, I want to say up front if you can't read and get the point (ie, that I'm not really poking at individuals but the ideas or lack thereof that individuals represent), then go to some nice little blog where you won't be tempted to be offended. I hold that if words offend then you need to look at the why, not point at the messenger! If you are okay with all this, read on.
It's not hard to believe that humanity is inherently evil, I can understand the reasons for that. But why humanity insists on being inherently stupid, that I have trouble understanding.
I see it daily. When I was on the phones at work full time, I talked to stupid people on every other call or so. I had a lady once tell me we had been charging her credit card for the last six months when her card had expired seven months prior. She didn't believe me when I told her we are unable to pull from an expired card. She called me a liar. I told her, as nicely as possible (since you can't yet reach through a phone cord and smack someone) that if she wanted to mail me copies of her credit card statements with our charges highlighted I'd be glad to give her credit for it. She hung up and we never heard from her again.
I had another man tell me that everyone at work must be stupid because they thought a rosary was a necklace. He didn't care that we aren't Catholic and most Christians have never seen (nor do we have much use for) a rosary. They look like bracelets or necklaces and we use a generic letter to let people know gifts under $10 were given to local charities. He insisted that we were dumb to have given away something so priceless. He of course wouldn't take any responsibility for sending the item after we told him it couldn't be given to the child, no, it was all our fault.
We receive mail everyday with the most absurd sediments. Yesterday, we got a piece returned (it was a receipt, necessary by law to send) saying if we didn't take them off our list they would alert the Attorney General of El Paso, Texas to our flagrant disobedience of something or other. Let me get this straight. You gave us a donation, of your own free will, and we provide you with a receipt so the government doesn't wonder how you got that high cushion of charitable giving. You in turn send it back with a threat? I'm shaking that the Attorney General of El Paso Texas is going to send a Texas Ranger up to Colorado Springs to take all 500 of us back to Texas.
I am amazed daily that such people actually seem to function in the world. We've all seen them, they are the drivers that go five miles under the speed limit no matter what, they are the ones who stand in the middle of an isle in the store blocking everyone else, they are the ones who make the lives of everyone else on the planet stressful. I wonder if they know just how stupid they make themselves appear when they do such things. Do the people who write threats on receipts know they sound ignorant? Do people who cry foul because they failed to read their mail (three times!) that we were making a change and then made it know they appear to be incompetent? Do they have any clue that there are people who read their mail and just about fall out of their chairs laughing at the complete absurdity of it and then toss it in the trash (only after conferring with a supervisor that no, we really don't need to give that one the courtesy of a response!)
I write this mostly because I need to get it out or I won't be able to handle the stupidity that I encounter daily. I need to be able to laugh at it and know that I'm not the only person that is baffled by it. I also write it to warn you, dear readers, away from such activities. I don't want you to look stupid. Here's a few tips, mostly on how to deal with organizations, especially ones that you are partnering with (ie, not the phone company, but use common sense with them as well!).
1. Before you send anything, or for that matter, say anything, have your facts straight. If this means having letters, communications, bills, statements in front of you, get them. It's much safer and you will come off as much smarter if you avoid using extremes like never, always, etc. Be prepared, knowledge is more than half the battle.
2. Be kind. Instead of sending a threat, make a request. Say as nicely as possible, thank you, however... this will get you much farther with the people you are dealing with. Don't demand, just ask. If they treat you like crap, work up the ladder, but be nice. Be able to hang up with the knowledge that you took the high road at all possible times.
3. Owe up to your mistakes, or possible mistakes. How many times I've seen people say "you all screwed up" when in actuality, it was their error. Before making a charge, check the facts. If you did drop the ball, say, "opps, I'm sorry, it appears I'm wrong. I'll make it right, thank you."
4. If you are communicating in writing, write your message on a separate piece of paper, hide it for 48 hours and then re-read it. You'll be amazed at what you wrote in a moment of anger, confusion or mental abstraction. By putting it away for a day or two, clarity has a chance to reign and you'll be spared looking the fool.
Okay, that's about it. If you made it this far, cheers to you. I admire you. Now, back to our normal cheery program.
It's not hard to believe that humanity is inherently evil, I can understand the reasons for that. But why humanity insists on being inherently stupid, that I have trouble understanding.
I see it daily. When I was on the phones at work full time, I talked to stupid people on every other call or so. I had a lady once tell me we had been charging her credit card for the last six months when her card had expired seven months prior. She didn't believe me when I told her we are unable to pull from an expired card. She called me a liar. I told her, as nicely as possible (since you can't yet reach through a phone cord and smack someone) that if she wanted to mail me copies of her credit card statements with our charges highlighted I'd be glad to give her credit for it. She hung up and we never heard from her again.
I had another man tell me that everyone at work must be stupid because they thought a rosary was a necklace. He didn't care that we aren't Catholic and most Christians have never seen (nor do we have much use for) a rosary. They look like bracelets or necklaces and we use a generic letter to let people know gifts under $10 were given to local charities. He insisted that we were dumb to have given away something so priceless. He of course wouldn't take any responsibility for sending the item after we told him it couldn't be given to the child, no, it was all our fault.
We receive mail everyday with the most absurd sediments. Yesterday, we got a piece returned (it was a receipt, necessary by law to send) saying if we didn't take them off our list they would alert the Attorney General of El Paso, Texas to our flagrant disobedience of something or other. Let me get this straight. You gave us a donation, of your own free will, and we provide you with a receipt so the government doesn't wonder how you got that high cushion of charitable giving. You in turn send it back with a threat? I'm shaking that the Attorney General of El Paso Texas is going to send a Texas Ranger up to Colorado Springs to take all 500 of us back to Texas.
I am amazed daily that such people actually seem to function in the world. We've all seen them, they are the drivers that go five miles under the speed limit no matter what, they are the ones who stand in the middle of an isle in the store blocking everyone else, they are the ones who make the lives of everyone else on the planet stressful. I wonder if they know just how stupid they make themselves appear when they do such things. Do the people who write threats on receipts know they sound ignorant? Do people who cry foul because they failed to read their mail (three times!) that we were making a change and then made it know they appear to be incompetent? Do they have any clue that there are people who read their mail and just about fall out of their chairs laughing at the complete absurdity of it and then toss it in the trash (only after conferring with a supervisor that no, we really don't need to give that one the courtesy of a response!)
I write this mostly because I need to get it out or I won't be able to handle the stupidity that I encounter daily. I need to be able to laugh at it and know that I'm not the only person that is baffled by it. I also write it to warn you, dear readers, away from such activities. I don't want you to look stupid. Here's a few tips, mostly on how to deal with organizations, especially ones that you are partnering with (ie, not the phone company, but use common sense with them as well!).
1. Before you send anything, or for that matter, say anything, have your facts straight. If this means having letters, communications, bills, statements in front of you, get them. It's much safer and you will come off as much smarter if you avoid using extremes like never, always, etc. Be prepared, knowledge is more than half the battle.
2. Be kind. Instead of sending a threat, make a request. Say as nicely as possible, thank you, however... this will get you much farther with the people you are dealing with. Don't demand, just ask. If they treat you like crap, work up the ladder, but be nice. Be able to hang up with the knowledge that you took the high road at all possible times.
3. Owe up to your mistakes, or possible mistakes. How many times I've seen people say "you all screwed up" when in actuality, it was their error. Before making a charge, check the facts. If you did drop the ball, say, "opps, I'm sorry, it appears I'm wrong. I'll make it right, thank you."
4. If you are communicating in writing, write your message on a separate piece of paper, hide it for 48 hours and then re-read it. You'll be amazed at what you wrote in a moment of anger, confusion or mental abstraction. By putting it away for a day or two, clarity has a chance to reign and you'll be spared looking the fool.
Okay, that's about it. If you made it this far, cheers to you. I admire you. Now, back to our normal cheery program.
Saturday, June 04, 2005
I had a dream
It's a fact, we all dream. Yes, even you who swear on your mother's grave, you have dreams too. It's just that some people are better at remembering them. I took a class in college on Dream Analysis and the Psychology of Dreams. It was pretty cool. We learned how to help people analyze their dreams and figure out if they meant something or not (not all dreams do). I'm one of those people who dream very vividly and I tend to remember a lot of my dreams. I attribute this to the fact that I'm somewhat of an insomniac (poor sleep, not no sleep) and I wake often. The most likely chance of remember a dream is waking during or right after a REM cycle. I wake during these often so I have pretty good access to my dreams.
So, last night, I have this dream about being sent to Peru for work. Not a highly odd topic seeing as I love Peru, I've been there twice, it's one of our countries, etc. Anyway, I was at work, it was 5 in the evening, and I had to be at the airport by 5:30 with my bags, which I supposedly had already packed. But when I checked I only had my purse and some clothes. So I'm frantically calling my dad to have him bring my Teva's (won't leave the country without them) and then I realize I have no camera, no film, no memory cards. This is a huge tragedy, especially when I realize that I don't live with my dad anymore and he can't get into my new home. By this time, it's almost 5:30 and I'm still at work and remembering the must have items that I don't have for a trip.
I woke up with a panic and had to check and make sure my Teva's were in my room. This is a bad side effect of vivid dreams that you remember, you sometimes have trouble knowing what is real and what was dream. I've woken up to check on things I couldn't find in dreams, to check that I really do have a book or movie or something. Then there is the whole problem of remembering a conversation from a dream and expecting the other person to know about it (because I don't recall that it was a dream and not real life).
I know, I'm weird, but that's me. So, what is a dream you've had lately? Anything fun, exciting, scary? I'll tell you all later about the nightmare I had so frequently when I was growing up that I'm still sure that someday, it will play out in real life. I remember it perfectly. It no longer scares me, but it confirms that my imagination has far too much material to work with!
Good night, may your dreams be sweet tonight!
So, last night, I have this dream about being sent to Peru for work. Not a highly odd topic seeing as I love Peru, I've been there twice, it's one of our countries, etc. Anyway, I was at work, it was 5 in the evening, and I had to be at the airport by 5:30 with my bags, which I supposedly had already packed. But when I checked I only had my purse and some clothes. So I'm frantically calling my dad to have him bring my Teva's (won't leave the country without them) and then I realize I have no camera, no film, no memory cards. This is a huge tragedy, especially when I realize that I don't live with my dad anymore and he can't get into my new home. By this time, it's almost 5:30 and I'm still at work and remembering the must have items that I don't have for a trip.
I woke up with a panic and had to check and make sure my Teva's were in my room. This is a bad side effect of vivid dreams that you remember, you sometimes have trouble knowing what is real and what was dream. I've woken up to check on things I couldn't find in dreams, to check that I really do have a book or movie or something. Then there is the whole problem of remembering a conversation from a dream and expecting the other person to know about it (because I don't recall that it was a dream and not real life).
I know, I'm weird, but that's me. So, what is a dream you've had lately? Anything fun, exciting, scary? I'll tell you all later about the nightmare I had so frequently when I was growing up that I'm still sure that someday, it will play out in real life. I remember it perfectly. It no longer scares me, but it confirms that my imagination has far too much material to work with!
Good night, may your dreams be sweet tonight!
Thursday, June 02, 2005
in the event...
Hi there. It's been a while. Sorry. I think I took myself too seriously when I said I would relax when the play was over. I've done some good vegging the last week or so. But now I'm back.
Emily asked for some photos of me. So, below are a few from my February trip to Peru. I prefer being behind the camera and not in front, so I don't often have photos of me. Enjoy.
As for the rest of life, I'm trying to catch up on movies, books and sleep. I'm doing well in the first two, the third, well, there is always death for that one.
Looks like the move is a pretty sure thing. As soon as the VP approves it (and with HR and three managers support, he better approve it), then things can get going. I told dad my reasons for wanting to move again so he understands why I'm anxious and that's nice. I'm weird when it comes to things like that. I didn't really want to tell dad my reasons, but I needed him to know. Thankful, my dad is one of the most understanding and caring people this earth has. I'm a lucky girl, really.
So, enjoy the photos. Hope they make up for me being MIA for a week. I'll try not to let it happen again. My toaster oven just went ding so dinner is ready. Better go!
Emily asked for some photos of me. So, below are a few from my February trip to Peru. I prefer being behind the camera and not in front, so I don't often have photos of me. Enjoy.
As for the rest of life, I'm trying to catch up on movies, books and sleep. I'm doing well in the first two, the third, well, there is always death for that one.
Looks like the move is a pretty sure thing. As soon as the VP approves it (and with HR and three managers support, he better approve it), then things can get going. I told dad my reasons for wanting to move again so he understands why I'm anxious and that's nice. I'm weird when it comes to things like that. I didn't really want to tell dad my reasons, but I needed him to know. Thankful, my dad is one of the most understanding and caring people this earth has. I'm a lucky girl, really.
So, enjoy the photos. Hope they make up for me being MIA for a week. I'll try not to let it happen again. My toaster oven just went ding so dinner is ready. Better go!
Thursday, May 26, 2005
should be sleeping
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.
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.
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.
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