Ode to my BFFS

You know, I think that you're lucky in life if you have a BEST FRIEND. I have been blessed with a few- and this year 2 of them are having their first children! Here's a little tribute to our friendship.

My first BFF to have a baby this year is Becky, who gave birth to bandit back at the end of March. Becky and I became fast friends during our New Staff training with the CCO and have never looked back. Through our days as friends, coworkers, and true supports at PSU, to being in her wedding, attending her many bridal and baby showers- and now she's a mom!!!! I met Jack (or Bandit) Easter weekend- and he was a good time!!!

here is (above) becky and I on summer vacation in 2003 I believe, and me, meeting Jack for the first time (below)

My other BFF to have a baby is Rachel. Rachel and I have been BFFs since 10th grade, and it has been a loooooooong road!!! Band, family stuff, summers apart, schools 5 hours away, starting our professional lives in different places... and now after 8 years we live in the same place and are finally sharing life together. We never WEREN'T bffs... it was just hard to be a part of everyday lives when we were geographically far. But now we're both in York and she's having her first baby. I just got back from a few hours at the hospital. She still has a long road ahead- but I am so excited to share this journey with her and to meet her little one!!! (boy or girl?? we took a poll in the hospital room tonight... boy ahead). We'll see!!!

since I don't have a current pic of me and rachel (as i have no working camera), here is a photo of us at her bachelorette weekend, and then back in HS when it all started.... well, this is more like 3 years after we'd been friends.... but none of the 15-17 year old pictures was I going to allow on the internet....

Spring Fever

Well, it's here. SPRING TIME!!! It's my favorite season. I love the green green grass and the blue blue sky. I have been long awaiting spring these past few weeks. I have felt like it was later in coming this year than in others. This year winter wasn't to severe- it just felt LOOOOOOOOOONG to me.

I am one of those people that memories are easily triggered by smells and sounds and feelings... and there is a certain feel of a day like today that remind me of those sweet days of spring in college. Those last few weeks of the semester when you could wear tank tops and sundresses to class, when the lawn outside the doors was covered in sunbathers, and when we got out the tube. I like to call this "tube weather." The tube was a giant cardboard tube that a friend gave me to yell through. He had one to cheer for a friend of ours who played on the softball team, and I thought it was so hilarious that he had his mom get me one from her work.

My friends Mary, Kristin, and I would put the tube out their dorm window (they were across the hall from me and faced main campus) and we would yell things at passers by. we thought we were hilarious. Some students agreed- others let us know they hated it. The opening line was always "Hello! I have a giant tube." It would then be followed by some kind of situation dependent hilarious phrase. (My favorite was the time I sang the entire marine hymn to a former marine friend). The best part was, unlike in the photo, we'd close the window and blinds to show only the tube. So, unless they knew who lived in the room- the folks we were yelling at had no idea who we were. I laughed harder that semester than most other times I can remember. It was great.

Just a little anecdote that I can't help but remember on a spring day like this one. I hope you're enjoying the spring weather as well, and that it brings up memories just as fond for you!!!

Picture Taking

This weekend I traveled to Philly to meet Jack Thomas Wainwright. It was a good time with him, and with his parents, my dear friends. It was nice to spend a chill Saturday with my friends and their new little one. I can't believe that my friends are having babies!! I've had friends with kids for a few years now- but this year it seems like all my closest friends are becoming mommies. It is fun to experience this with them. You may wonder what this has to do with the subject. Well, I'd love to post photos of cute Jack and fam, but my hand-me-down digital camera failed me on Saturday. I think I got 1 photo- but now the thing won't turn on for me to get it.

I've never had my own digital camera. I know- I'm WAY behind the times. I had a really nice advantax camera that I got for my HS Graduation. It died shortly before my college graduation, and so I got a new one. Digital cameras were just coming out then, and I wasn't ready to jump on board. But now, I still have that film camera, I never use it, and I never take pictures. And I love pictures. I realize part of the wonder of the digital camera is not everyone has to take a picture- just one person and then email it out. I am that person constantly emailing my friends to say "hey- can I have a copy of that pic- or those 50 pics from this weekend??" It's annoying.

So I have these very generous friends who have given me their digital camera rejects. I'm on my second one. They break theirs (they have 3 small kids- it's not hard to drop a camera in the midst of all that- say- at the boardwalk at the beach). Their said broken camera now works sporadically- not well enough for someone trying to catch the movements of 3 small children- and so they give them to me. These cameras have been nice to get my feet wet in the digital world- but I think that I am ready for my own!!! Especially after fighting with the one for the whole weekend.

This coming weekend is my sister's bridal shower and bachelorette party- and these are not memories I want to miss. So, I think that I am going to go out tomorrow afternoon and buy a new camera. Maybe it's a little hasty- but I think I'm going to do it.

ADVICE SOLICITATION: If you have any recommendations: I'd LOVE to take them!!! I'm looking to spend around $200. I think I want something small that will fit in my purse. Thanks :)

some randomness

In trying to keep up with the blog, I will share some random thoughts on things right now.

It's april 7, and though I didn't see them, I heard there were snow flurries today. I have spring fever!! It's time for dresses and flip flops!!! COME ON!!!

Last night was the BBall Nat. Championship, and I would like to gloat that I placed first in the 4 bracket groups of which I was a member. None of them involved betting money, which I now sorely regret. YEAH UNC!! I became a tar heels follower about 6 years ago, and really enjoy watching them. it's good times. esp when they win!

Idol was great tonight... still have my favs, but really liked anoop tonight too!!! (it was the UNC win.... he had to do great)

After staying up past 1 for the last 5 nights, today I came home from work and accidentally napped for 3 hours. Hoping to go to bed here pretty soon, but I feel like I just had a grande coffee....

Things I'm looking forward to: 4 day weekend from work!!! CANNOT WAIT! MUCH NEEDED BREAK!! And I'll be traveling to philly to meet Jack Thomas Wainwright! Then the next weeked: sister's bridal shower and bachelorette! it's all coming so quickly!!!

Things I'm not good at #2: Exercise

I am not good at exercise. I love how it feels (and looks, in theory) to be really fit. I hate getting there.

I have never been good at fitness. I always struggled to pass all those fitness tests in school, even in elementary school. I was always in the last 3 or 4 to cross the finish line for the 600 meter run (which was the elementary school required distance run- around the building twice!). I could NEVER do a pull up, I got negative numbers in the v-sit, and I was crossing the end of the mile at 12:00 in high school (you had to finish in 12 minutes to pass. and I did. barely).

I don't know why I'm so bad at it. I'm a thin person, and I'm fairly active. But I'm just not good at exercising. When I was a kid I took dance. I gave it up for a few years, and then did it again in college and post-college for a bit. LOVED IT. But running?? Forget about it. I stink!!!

I joined a gym last week. For the first time since June. My gym closed last june (you can read about it in the june archives), and I never joined a new one. The truth is I just don't like working out. I love yoga and pilates, but let's get real- I don't care what she says, Jennifer Aniston does more than just yoga. As much as i've done, I don't look any different.

So, I'm "training" for a 5k. I did my first one last spring, and am doing the same race again this year. I'm going to try to beat those 12 year olds in keds who beat me last year, but the odds are good. I huff, I puff, I get side cramps, my legs hurt, and then I give up and start walking. All those serious runners say "push through the pain, and you'll love it." well, I quit at the pain and I hate it. I ran tonight. Third time in a week. It was easier- but it wasn't easy. Why can't running just be easy and feel good and then you look great? Can someone explain that ot me?? WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT????

I'm going to keep trying, but ask me again in a year; I'm still going to not be good at exercise. And I'll probably have all new pants.

Lent Update & St. Patrick's Day

Well, we're about half way through lent and I thought I'd reflect a little bit on my progress. Not watching TV after 10:00 is difficult. It's so quiet in my house, and I've been extra busy and most nights am not getting home til just before 10 and then I don't get to watch any TV and I just sit quietly. I'm finding that many nights I'm too tired to read (which was supposed to be the alternative), and miss the mindlessness of watching something on the tube. I think I might have an addiction.



I have broken my commitment a few times- mostly for specific things (ie, i got home at 11 last Wednesday, but watched about 10 minutes worth so I could see who got kicked off of Idol). Last night I did put in a movie at 9:30 and watched it til I fell asleep. I had a KILLER migraine and I thought listening to a movie with my eyes covered was the only distraction I could come up with.



But, like I said, I'm not reading like I wanted to. I HATE how bad I've become at reading. I want to be a well-read person, someone who can talk with some intelligence on literature and books of the day... not just on American Id*l performances (though I'd love to talk to you about that too!). The stack just continues to grow... and I feel like I'm becoming less intelligent as time goes on. My excuse for the last few years was that I was in grad school and reading SOOO much for that that I couldn't read for personal use- but now I still can't do it. Embarrassing. I'll continue to work on this and let you know how it's going.



A side note: Today is St. Patrick's Day. I was at the office all by myself today, but wore green anyway. For my own enjoyment if nothing else (though the custodian noticed, which I appreciated). I'm trying to think: are there "holidays" from other countries other than this one that we celebrate so widely? I haven't come up with one (but let me know if you know of one!). And what is the point? An excuse to get drunk at 6am and stay drunk for 24 hours? (if you don't think that's what today is about- you have never lived in State College).



Anyway, I was already thinking of this, until I read Abbie Smith's blog. She's a writer, and the speaker whom I saw @ jubilee and wrote about previously. Thanks Abbie for sharing this wee bit o' history about St. Patrick.

Jubilee thoughts

This past weekend was the Jubilee conference in Pittsburgh. The CCO puts it on, and I've been there every year since 2000. It's pretty much always a good time. There are always good speakers, and it's always a wonderful time to catch up with old CCO friends (I think I have previously mentioned this). There were a lot of the talks I heard that stuck with me, I have several notebook pages full, but the one that I enjoyed the most was on singleness by a young woman named Abbie Smith. Abbie has a book out on "keeping your faith in college" (which I have not read, but have on my bookshelf) that she wrote shortly after her college experience. She is in her mid-twenties and is currently working on a book on singleness and the Christian community. While the talks are geared towards college students, I really got a lot out of it. It was like she was speaking to me. I'm not going to write her whole talk out here... but hit some of the points.

The word that she felt that God was laying on her heart was "partial." She talked about as singles we are often made to feel that we are partial people (by society and the church) and how the church kinds of puts us in this "partial place." I definitely agree with this. I love my church family, and am really involved there, but I think sometimes people don't know what to do with me. I'm not a college student anymore, but I'm not married or have a family. we have a young adult group with a few singles, but mostly marrieds and I sometimes just feel like the unit that doesn't fit in. I know that no one means any harm in this, but it still happens. We (the singles) are often seen as the ones who can put in the extra hours, or volunteer in many areas of ministry because we have the time. And maybe that is true, but it can become unfair.

Abbie talked about how God calls us to be and wants us to be whole people, not partial people. And he wants us to treat everyone like wholes, not partials. This is true, and I, as a single, need to be quick to remember that in the way I treat people too, and not just a reason to get defensive at others.

She talked about how the church seems to want to focus its teachings on marriage. This was particularly interesting to me as my church is just coming off of a marriage series. It is good for the church to address marriage, but not only marriage. God created us to be complete in him, not just in a spouse. While I as a single think that it is still important to learn about relationships and marriage, as I still hope for that someday for myself, it is important to teach me that that is NOT where my completeness is found, and it's not the only good thing available to us through God. I really felt that was lacking in the series that I just heard, and it left me feeling a little hurt.

There was so much more that she talked about, but while I happily listened to her for an hour and a half, you do not need to read it all. But I just wanted to get a few thoughts out there. I'd love to continue this conversation....

Lent

It's that time of year again. I seem to always get more reflective around Lent than I do at the New Year. Last year for Lent I gave up the E! Channel. I don't even remember that I did that, except that I just looked up the blog I wrote about it last year. Really made an impact I guess.... this year I have decided to give up watching television after 10:00 pm. To many this may not seem like a sacrifice, but it is. As I mentioned before, if you've read my blog, you know I like television. And I do. But I also use it as a crutch. today is Thursday, yesterday was Ash Wednesday, and it's already difficult. I miss it. There really aren't any shows that I regularly watch after 10 pm, but without the television on it's so quiet. I was just packing for a weekend away (with becky and tim!) and it felt empty without my television. I turned on music, but I realized that having the tv there is like having a friend to talk to. it's something to interact with.

Most days I don't mind being single. In fact, in many ways I really enjoy it. I've gotten used to my time being my own. But after 10 pm is when it bugs me. Life is just so quiet, and I like having someone to chat with. I've also learned that after 10 is when married people go to bed, and so all i really have is the E! channel. They are my late night friends. (you know, Chelsea and Ryan)

Now, the point of Lent is to prepare for the Easter season. We give something up to remind us of the sacrifice that Christ made for us, and how little our sacrifice is in comparison. So, what am I going to do when it's after 10 and I feel lonely and I'm not turning on my tv?? Well, currently blog, but I also really want to spend that time reading. Reading scripture and reading books that point me towards the truth in the world. We shall see how it goes.

On a quick side note about Lent, last night a group of friends and I went to a bar downtown for Wednesday night trivia (we got 2nd place, which is not the point- but is exciting). We usually go after our small group (well, i've gone twice) but last night we didn't have small group because of Ash Wednesday service. So, we went with our Ashes on. Which I was torn about doing, because I didn't want to seem like I was showing off "EVERYONE LOOK AT ME... I'M RELIGIOUS" but we went. We got a few stares (one girl said- i think there is a guy checking you girls out.... oh no, he's staring at the mark on your face), and the host of trivia came up to us to ask what we were giving up. It was an interesting conversation. Nothing earth shattering, but that was the first time a stranger has ever struck up a conversation with me based on a "religious" marking on my face. She's giving up sugar, btw.

good friends

February is slipping quickly by (but I'm not complaining- I would be fine if January and February slipped right off the calendar), and I haven't posted a thing. This is not for a lack of things going on in my life- but quite the contrary. I have had some kind of work or ministry meeting pretty much every night for the last 2 1/2 weeks. It gets hard to do much of anything. I'm neglecting the blog, my email, and even facebook (gasp). But, better busy than nothing to do!!

One thing though, that I have made some time for is good friends. In the midst of the busy-ness I have been able to squeeze in some visits with friends I haven't seen in a long time. Last weekend was Jubilee (post on that coming soon) and while there were great speakers and seminars and good times with students, it was also a great opportunity to reconnect with a few old CCO friends. I forget how much I miss these folks until I get to see them. The highlight was a walk around the conference center with not-quite-so newlywed Erica (whom I haven't seen since her wedding), and a (too brief) breakfast with come of the girls I came on staff with. Celia, Jamie, Becky, (Tim!), and Erica (who didn't join with us, but we added her in). It's never enough time with those women!

Last week was busy as well, but the highlight was a sushi lunch with Christy (Phyllis). It was wonderful to catch up with her. First she was a student, then a CCO coworker, and now a fellow Yorkian (She's also a York native). Her family owns an ice company, and we had a fascinating conversation about ice... it was truly enlightening.

Then this past weekend, after spending most of Saturday to myself, I went down to see my HS bff Rachel's new place and hang out. We watched a movie and ordered take out. Super fun!!! Then Sunday, I headed to Bel Air to meet midway with Becky and Bryanne. I lived with these girls for only 1 year (less for Becky who got married!) but we had a great year. All three of us had really flexible schedules, and we'd sit around the table nearly every morning over coffee before heading to work (or, staying in the house to work as we often did), and spent many nights standing in the upstairs hallway chatting. It was great!! I miss the schedule of life from those days, but I also miss those women. We were just 3 single gals, now Becky is due with baby #1 in just 5-6 weeks, and Bryanne is getting married this summer! It was wonderful to catch up.

After lunch and ice cream (becky's pregnancy craving), I went directly to dinner at MaGerks, a great downtown Bel Air restaurant with my sister and her friends, who have become my friends. It was a great time.

Tonight I am having dinner with a former coworker, and am REALLY looking forward to that... after that... I think I'm back to the mundane of life. There are still a few long lost buddies I've been hoping to reconnect with... if you read this- CALL ME!!!

Trip to DC

Yesterday I went to Washington, D.C. For the inauguration. Before you judge me (as many have done), let me tell you about my trip. I feel like I've gotten really concise about talking about it, as I told lots of people about the day at work today, but I think there was more than just the story of our trip.

The basic highlights: we arrived (via MARC train from Brunswick, MD) in Union Station at about 8:45. We were greeted in the station by officers with automatic weapons- something I have never seen before... We ventured into the day light, and after several attempts, headed around to the south side of the mall to get to our places (between the Washington Monument and the Lincoln Memorial) just about in time for the ceremony to start. After watching it on the big screen, we started back, going northwest around the White House (to avoid the parade route b/c you could not cross it), and got back to the station to wait an hour to get our train (which left at 4). And it was cold- I had on 4 layers and I bought a new down coat just for the day. But- I wasn't uncomfortable all day. We felt good. And it was crowded, but tolerable. Here is a photo of a street we started to walk up- but quickly turned around.

BUT- It was worth it. There was something about the day- the energy there- that I cannot really describe. Despite the madness- for the most part people were kind to one another. They were just so excited. And people were excited for different reasons- some despised our former president, some just want change, some were marveling in the historic moment of the day. But, I can honestly say that it was special to watch the ceremony- even from the distance that we were (we were very close to a jumbotron though)- with that crowd of people. I could just feel the historicness (is that a word) and the energy. And then walking back- just crowds of us walking through the center of the city streets- it was neat.

I am not certain that I will ever need to go to an inauguration again (but never say never), but I can say that it was worth it. It was a good day, a good adventure, and a great moment in history.

and we saw Dan Rather on the street AND got free Starbucks. that in itself is a successful day....

So what's the deal with.... blogs?

I'm going to take a brief caveat from my (currently short) series of blogs "things I'm not good at, #___" (there will be more) to do some reflecting on the idea of blogging. I was in the shower this evening, thinking about my blog and how I should probably write something in it again soon, and wondering which of the "things I'm not good at...." I should focus on this evening, when I got to thinking about my blog in general. And then i got to thinking that I'm not all together pleased with it. I mean, what is the point....

I started this blog as kind of a challenge from a friend. To prove to the world that there are things that single, non-parent people can write about. But I'm not sure that there are. I think about the blogs I read (some friends, some strangers) and they are parents or grandparents writing about the kids in their lives, people writing about family members with illness, missionaries, political activists, great writers or preachers. But what do I have going on? The ramblings of a single gal with nothing much more going on in her life than (what she feels is) good television. Is there really much more of me that the world needs to know about? I am not sure.

All this to say, I am not abandoning the blog just yet... but I'm just feeling a little more self centered than I'd like to be. I feel like through this blog that I (and maybe this is just the point of blogging) believe that my life is so important that the world must know. And I don't really believe that.

In the mean time, I'm going to keep thinking about those things that I'm not good at to share with the world.... I know you're waiting....

Things I'm not good at #1: Reading

So, in an effort to not make resolutions, but to constantly be improving upon myself, I think I might start compiling a list of things that I'm not good at (but that I want to improve) (and I know ending that phrase with "at" is improper, but it fits my motif). So, tonight i'm thinking specifically how I'm not good at reading, having just returned from a spontaneous trip to Borders. Some friends were going and I tagged along, hoping to pick up some new cds, but they didn't have any of the ones that I am looking for (as no stores in York county do), and so I was drawn to the sale table. It was buy 1 get 1 half off, and so I was suckered into 4. Two are new that i have wanted to read, and two are books that I have read, and that I loved, but thought if I bought them for myself I could gain some reading momentum anytime I wanted (the theory behind "reading momentum" is that you read a few easy-to-read, fun-filled books, and then once you're in the habit of reading easily and quickly- you can tackle some more challenging (ie: non-fiction) and get through those). I think it's a marvelous theory, and one that I desperately need.

As any blog reader of mine might notice, I like to watch TV. And I try to watch it selectively and with judgment, but I still watch more than I should. I never read. I have a hard enough time keeping up with my magazines, let alone books. I currently have a stack of books on my bed side table of 8 books. 3 are borrowed, 2 were gifts, and 3 I bought and just can't get through. 3 I have started and have book marks in them somewhere in the front half. It's pathetic. I want to be a well read person, but it's just so hard for me.

There are a lot of changes that I'd like to make in my life in 2009 (most I wanted to make in 2008, but we're just going to have to adjust), and reading more is one of them. So, tonight, in an effort to do that... I'm not going to turn on my tv, I will turn on my reading lamp, and see if I can get through a few more pages of the 8 on my stack. Make that 12, because I just bought 4...

We'll see how this goes.

fun like a kid

Sometimes I have a hard time thinking about what to write in my blog. I enjoy reading other people's blogs, but it seems like they all either have more fascinating lives than I do, or the things I think of to write about will likely incriminate or offend someone I am close to, or my friends have kids- and I don't. It seems that the world wants to read about (or at least write about) babies- and I just don't have them right now (which is okay by me).

However, this afternoon I was trolling around on some blogs I read (and read so much more regularly- who loves google reader?!?!), and i found a picture of a friend's child in a large box on Christmas. And as I looked at it I thought, "oh kids- how they love sitting in large boxes, so entertained" and then I laughed to myself because I did just that with a package I got just a week ago.

I had asked for a jewelry armoire for Christmas (which is more or less an un-necessary piece of furniture, but one I wanted anyway AND btw, i filled it), and my mom told me that she'd get me one, but that I should probably just pick it out myself. So, she scoped out the fliers and gave me some tips, and 2 Wednesdays ago I took myself to the mall and bought one (and got it loaded into my car by a woman who had to have played for the wnba). That night Dallas carried it up the 2 flights of stairs to my room and I unpacked it- leaving me with a very large cardboard box in my bedroom. And I did what any other 28 year old would do.... I yelled to my sister to come in and sit in it with me, and Dallas took our picture.

We may not be as cute as a 1 year old (thanks Rachel, for the inspiration), but it was pretty fun.

I carried the box down to the garage within a day or two, and just last night broke it down and put it out for the recycling... it was sad to see it go...

Christmas time is here (and passed)

I have been quite the delinquent blogger. Chalk it up to lack of motivation combined with lack of time. It's not that nothing has been happening in my life, just nothing that I feel the need to spread to the world. I need some more excitement, maybe....

One thing that has been fun though, is the Christmas season and all the fun that comes with it. This year my sister and I put up 3 trees. Now, I realize that that may seem a bit excessive- and it probably is- but it was fun! We wanted to get a live tree, but were having a difficult time deciding where to put it because our house has such wonderful locations. But then in November at my church's rummage sale there were numerous artificial trees brought in for the sale- and I snagged 2 of them- for $5 a piece!!! Couldn't resist. I think our house is looking quite festive these days.... I will be sad to take them all down.

artificial tree #1- theme: Colored Ornaments

artificial tree #2- theme: ornaments from our childhood

the live tree: theme: white and silver
(I couldn't get it to take a very in-focus picture, so the close up is a little better)

Snow!

Well folks, it's snowing. And I don't mean a random flurry. It is snowing like CRAZY out there right now. I love snow! It just makes me feel all warm and cozy inside and feel like it's really winter (even though it is not). I mean, if it's going to be 30 degrees, it might as well be snowing. I HATE the cold- but I LOVE the snow!!

I took a few pictures from my window to show you what it's like. I think it's pretty unusual to get this kind of snow this early. We rarely have snow even in December here, and I don't remember a time that it snowed before Thanksgiving (though I'm sure that there is one). This is in stark contrast to when I lived in State College. My first year there we got snow in October (the poor kids had to trick-or-treat in it) and we really didn't see the grass until mid March. That was rough. It snowed (even if only a flurry) EVERY day there that year. I self-diagnosed myself with Seasonal Affective Disorder. It was depressing to see gray snow and gray skies every day.

But, then I moved back to York and I remembered how little snow we actually get here. I really grew to miss the snowy life that State College had given me. There's just something fun about being in on the couch with a blanket (or fireplace, if you have one, which I do not) looking out the window at a winter wonderland. Like I said before, it makes the cold worthwhile. I still don't really like snow sports or playing in the snow- I just like to look at it... and hope for a snow day from work.

I'm sure this won't last, it's supposed to be sunny again tomorrow, but I will enjoy it while it lasts!

more sports

I feel that I have spent most of the last 2 weeks watching sports. I last mentioned that I was spending my time cheering for the Red Sox. Unfortunately, they didn't make it. BUT- That just means that now I can focus all my baseball energy onto the Phillies. I've never really been a Phillies fan- but I live in PA- and lived in Phila for a brief stint (though it was more during Eagles season), so, I will cheer for them. Besides- though I considered it, there is just something that doesn't sit right with me about cheering for Tampa Bay. I think it's what I mentioned earlier- that for the last 10 years I counted on TB to be worse than the Orioles- and now the Orioles are the worst. Oh well.

So, since last week I've been staying up late to watch these baseball games. It's been really exciting. Last night I was all into the game- but just kind of waiting for them to call it off, and when they did, I hadn't even realized it was after 11:00! I guess it's a good thing they called it when they did- who knows how long I would have been up. And, I am paying for it now.

While I'm mentioning sports- I can hardly neglect Penn State. What a season!! It's been really fun to watch- but I can't help but miss living up there... this would be a fun time in that town. When they're winning it just changes the whole culture up there. Now, we could have a long discussion about what that means about our culture, but I'll let that go. We'll just say for now: Go State!

baseball time!!

As Fox says, "there's only one October," and they are right. I've always been a baseball fan. I wasn't exposed to much sports watching as a child (growing up in a house with just a mom and a sister, our tv time was spent with Nickelodeon, Anne of green gables, and musicals). But, when I was with my dad, or my uncle, we'd sometimes watch baseball. Now, I live in Orioles territory, and I can say that in my high school days I was a pretty well-informed O's fan. I watched as many games as I could, and even in college I would print the season schedule up each March, watch opening day diligently, and go to as many games as I could (which translated into about 1 a year- but still- it was a tradition!).

But when I moved to State College just after college, it became harder to keep up. I no longer lived in a 60 mi radius of Baltimore, and was relegated to watching mostly Pittsburgh sports. I never got into the Pirates, but in my time in SC I became a fan of another time- the Boston Red Sox. Now- I realize that it seems a stretch to go from O's to Sox- but let's be honest- the O's were becoming hard to follow. Each year seemed to bring a new manager and an entirely new roster- and considering I'd never see a game on TV- it became a challenge. But the Sox have a nation-wide fan base and were always on TV. Plus, I was dating a long time Sox fan- and so a new one was born.

I watched most of the aired games during the 2004 season and fell in love with those boys and their story. What a year to be a fan!! I was hooked! And have remained invested in them ever since.

I stayed up late last night to watch the game. More out of pity than anything else. This wasn't the team from 2004- there was no way they could stage a comeback. But last night's game was thrilling! Now- I respect Tampa Bay and if they make it, I can appreciate the incredible run that the team has gone on... but I had always felt that the one thing I could count on in baseball was that "at least the O's weren't in last place- b/c TB was..." So it's hard for me to cheer them to the end.

I barely watched any baseball this whole year- and I haven't made it to a game in 2 years now- but there's just something about October....

TV Update

As I've mentioned before, I like to watch TV. Now, I used to be the kind of person that would just plop down and watch whatever I could find. I'm trying to be better about that. I think that it's important for us to be intentional with our time- all the time. For example, the other night I came home and was doing some stuff in my room. It was quiet. I turned on the tv and was just flipping around (which I have to do literally on the tv b/c the channel up/down button doesn't work on my remote). But then I thought to myself- this is stupid- there isn't anything I want to watch, and I don't need the TV on just for the sake of having it on. So I turned it off. But- that doesn't mean I don't watch TV- I'm just trying not to watch random TV. But I do have my shows. And- now I have DVR- which makes my shows even more enjoyable.
I love having my shows- but I hate having to revolve my life around them. There's nothing that says "i'm a big loser" more than being out with friends for something social and saying "I gotta go- there's a TV show coming on..." So, I just tell my DVR to record the whole series, and there it is- ready for me at any moment. It's grand!!
I've also found- the more that I've been enjoying TV shows- the less that I'm enjoying movies. Sure- movies have their time and place for me- but there are just a few things about television that I've been enjoying even more. For example- most of the shows I watch are an hour- which is only 40 minutes of actual show time- which means they're over more quickly than a movie. and- movies seem to always leave me wanting more. I love the long story arcs that TV can do. Now, granted some of these story arcs get drug out more than they need to (can we say Derek and Meredith), but some of them (like "the pattern" on fringe) just leave you ready for the next installment. I love it.
But sometimes it is time to say goodbye. This year marks the final season for Boston Legal. Which is a great show. That David E Kelly- he writes some funny stuff... But I think that I am ready for it. First of all- to have one less show on my dvr plate- but also, the show has served us well during its tenure- and it's best to go out while you're still doing good stuff- rather than to run slowly into the ground. I look forward to the next 10 episodes to see what happens to ol' Denny Crane, Alan Shore, and co.

Officially Completed

 Yesterday when I arrived home I checked my mail and had a special treat waiting inside my mailbox.... It was my diploma for my masters degree! It arrived! I was so excited! It means that I am ALL DONE with school. I had completed my work a few months ago, but there is always the process of making sure everything gets filed correctly, and processed correctly, so I wasn't going to assume that anything was done until I had the diploma in my hands. And now I do!! Hooray!! So, the picture of my nicely hung diploma is here (thanks Billy- we hung the frames almost a month ago and it's been hanging up there empty next to my Messiah degree since then). Thanks for all your help and encouragement in this process. It feels good to be done!! (sitting below the diplomas are the plethera of birthday cards that I received this year- thanks friends!)

Also- I have finally uploaded a few pictures from my new place. It's pretty much completed to where it's going to be... just a few minor touches here and there. You can look at the album here. Enjoy!!

Whirlwind update

I'm starting to feel like a delinquent blogger. I mean, I have friends who have kids and all this other stuff going on, and they are posting every day!! I guess my life just isn't that exciting. I'm starting to realize that it seems as though my life is mostly work, and my work is not worth writing about most days. But, there are a few things that I could describe none the less.

Last week was my birthday. It was a long busy day at work, but ended with my friend Becky Wainwright coming to town. We walked downtown to an Irish restaurant (through "bike week" festivities here in York), and enjoyed about half of our authentic Irish meals. Then we walked the whole way back with 3 boxes of carry out. But it was fun to have her here and have a little girl time.

Saturday we had another wedding at the church, which is where I spent the better part of my day (after breakfast @ Cracker Barrel- yum!)

When I got home from work my friends had planned a little party for me. We had a good time celebrating my birthday, playing some games, and watching Penn State win! Good times!!

What's on TV?

I think early on in the life of this blog (you know, 4 months ago), I thought I might spend some of my blogging time focusing on TV and how it affects my life. Of course, that was in April or May, when all shows were winding down. But now, shows are firing up again! So far, only one of my returning shows is back: Prison Break. And that show continues to be smart, well written, and captivating. LOVE IT!!

Now, each year I swear that I won't pick up any new shows- but I have already been defeated.... After watching Prison Break the last two weeks, I'd been seeing lots of ads for the new show "Fringe," which is written and produced by J.J. Abrams. Now, anyone who knows me, knows that I am a sucker for anything that that man does. He is a genius. First Felicity (a totally different genre, but still an awesome show), which he followed up with Alias, and then LOST (which it took me til this year to get into- but I've now seen every episode- thanks writers' strike), and now "Fringe."

The premise is an ongoing investigation on "fringe science" which is stuff that is WAY WAY out there that only a few people and scientists even know about. I don't want to say anymore, except to say that if you like suspense, (not scary suspense though- I don't like the scary stuff), then this is definitely a show to give your attention to. It was smart, captivating, and just enough out there to leave me extremely curious to see where the story line will go. The premiere is running again Sunday night, and then the show airs on Tuesdays. I am serious- check it out!!! Plus- it has Joshua Jackson (aka Pacey from Dawson's Creek, which I didn't watch, so to me he is Charlie from the Mighty Duck Movies). Now, I have always loved Joshua Jackson, though have sometimes felt he always plays the same characters. This is a similar character to some things he's done before (arrogant, cocky, overly intellectual language), but he pulls it off. I like it.

Maybe I will give a report on each of my shows as they premiere. So, sit tight, more to come. (Next week: Smallville returns for season 8! and i KNOW you want to hear me talk about that)

Gently entering the waters of politics...

So, I'm not sure what is causing it- whether it's the fact that this is the first year that I'm really paying attention to things, or that now that I am more than 6 years out of college I have a better grasp on what I value as important, or if there is just THAT much more information out there- but I have been paying a lot more attention to political things and media surrounding the upcoming elections than ever before. This is the third presidential election that I am old enough to participate in, and each time I think I'm pretty informed, and then I get to the next one and think "did I even have a CLUE last time?" And then I think- do I even have a clue now?



Now, I am going to try my best here to not write any of my opinions, specifically I will not tell you who you should vote for, because I am certain that this is not the forum in which to do that, but I'm just going to share some of the frustrations that I am experiencing in this journey.



I have been a part of a number of conversations in the last few weeks that have really gotten me a little worked up. One of the things that I try to say when I talk about politics (which I generally don't like to do) is to be clear that I am still working on forming my opinion, and that I think there are a lot of aspects of things that it is okay for people to think differently on. I am growing increasingly frustrated with people who either come to me directly to say, or send me an email that basially says "if you don't think exactly like I do, you are not a real American." I'm no history buff, but I think that our country is based largely on the idea that people of differing opinions and backgrounds have a right to different opinions.



Something else that I am wrestling with is the way that my faith should factor in to all of these decisions. I think it should. I believe that my faith in Christ and God's sovereignty over my life should be a part of all decisions and opinions that I make. And so I am really wrestling with issues that I think God cares deeply about, vs the ones that we as people have made bigger than they need to be. I want to believe in justice for the poor and grace for those around us. I don't see that in a lot of politics, or in the ways that people are talking about politics.

The bottom line is, the waters are murky and the lines are grey. And I'm not sure that either party really has it figured out. I believe that there are strengths and weaknesses on both sides of the lines, and it is through study, thought, and prayer that we might begin to determine which side of the line we should each fall on.

Last night Donald (or Don, aparently) Miller prayed at the Democratic National Convention. I think his words were honest and touching, and, though again, he doesn't have everything figured out either, I kind of liked what he had to say. Here is a (not great version) of the prayer from youtube. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJFOCCZ4bio I think it's cool that there can be Christians who identify with both parties, and that both parties can acknowledge Christians in their parties.

Redecorating and Packing

As I mentioned, I will share a few pictures of the redecorating that I did, with the help of my great friend Billy (shout out!), on my new bathroom. First- a few pictures and a brief description. As you see here, the walls AND ceiling were a peach color (I know, the colors didn't turn out too great in these pics). I do not know why someone would paint the walls and ceiling the same color in a room as small as a bathroom, but it felt as though the peach was coming in at you from all directions. Then, you will want to note the border. now, I am not against borders, but I am not a fan of cherubs, and as you can see, there were a lot of them. Now, I was originally trying to determine exactly what color the walls were, and then my friend pointed out that they exactly matched the naked babies. I don't know if "naked cherub baby" is a paint color, but if it is, we might have been looking at it.

the next photo is a picture of billy painting over the peach with primer. You can see the difference in the white vs. the peach. It should be noted that this photo was taken around 1:00 am on Saturday morning. I've learned that you take what help you can get- no matter what time of day!!

The final photo is the finished product. Unfortunately, the picture didn't turn out too well, but the ceiling is white and the walls are a cream color called "cream in my coffee." I particularly liked the name. In my mind it was to be a little bit more of a tan, but it looks a bagillion times better, so it will do just fine.

I'll have some pictures of the whole place when I move in this weekend. As far as moving progress goes: last night I went to the new place and did a final clean of my room so that it's ready for me this weekend, and I cleaned the baseboards and windows in the downstairs. The ground floor needs to be steam-cleaned (esp. after my Papa johns garlic butter spill last night), and then it is LIVING ready!!! I also started packing last night. I did cds, movies, and books, and filled like 10 boxes. I'm realizing that this is going to take longer than I thought. Plus- with the Olympics on it's hard to concentrate on much else. But the Olympics is another topic for another day....

Remedial Blogger

I was doing so well there for awhile, posting new things as they were happening. But I have been delinquent and have not posted in a month! What few readers I had are probably gone by now. I have not not posted for a lack of things in my life, but for the abundance I have not had time to write or even think about writing. A brief recap of my month since the 11th when I last posted: Laird Reunion, Smith family vacation, back to work with VBS every night that first week (pretty much negating all rest I got on vacation), finding a new townhouse to rent, signing the lease, searching for a 3rd roommate, traveling to Greene Hills camp for IMPACT, traveling to state college for a wedding (and eating and drinking, as is required in state college), cleaning the new house, thinking about packing the apartment. It has been full, but good. Good times with good friends and family- if I have to be crazy busy, I'm glad it's with those that it has been with. Check out my facebook for some updated photos!

Not only have I cleaned at the new house, but I have also redone my bathroom (or, I partially redid it, and watched while Billy did the painting...). My next post will have pictures of said bathroom. I'll not ruin the joyous surprise of the changes that I made.... I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.

Registry follow up

Dear 13 people who read my blog- Thanks for voting on my little survey. As you may recall, back in April I posted a blog called "Singles Registry." You can find it here. It was around the idea of me registering for my graduate school graduation. Since that time I have graduated, and many have asked, "so, did you register?" I did not. While I certainly appreciate the 12-1 vote that was pro-registry as a single gal, I could not muster the inner strength to do it. I wish that I could have, but I could not. But it wasn't because I think that it is inherently wrong. I still believe that just because someone is unmarried it doesn't want or deserve (I know, I am always hesitant to use the word 'deserve') to have nice things, however, the fear of criticism was greater than the desire for belongings.

I attended a wedding shower this weekend for a dear friend of mine. It was a beautiful and moving day, and I haven't been this excited for someones wedding in some time. How happy my friend is was just radiating from her, and you could feel in the room how loved she is by the women in her life. It was an emotional day, more so than I realized it would be, and I became quite upset with myself when I felt a bit of jealousy creep in as I watched her open her gifts. As I thought about it, it's not even the stuff- I have plenty of stuff and it all works just fine- but I think it is what the "stuff" represents. A fresh start. A new beginning. A new place filled with new things and a lifetime ahead to grow. I think that is what it represents.

And I am well acquainted with this wedding and registry process. I did some remembering and research, and since my graduation from college (just over 6 years ago), I have attended at least 35 weddings for friends, coworkers, and family. They are all joyous celebrations and I love sharing that day with people that I love. But I have bought a lot of gifts for a lot of people. It just starts to feel unbalanced after a while.

But to quote my mother (nearly everyday of my childhood) "Becki, life isn't fair."

So, no, I didn't register. And I still have plenty of things. More than enough. And I was blessed with gifts that still I did not deserve for my graduation. But that doesn't change that I am still a little uneasy with the whole system.

Apartment Living

There are always highs and lows to each situation, but I have realized that it is sometimes difficult to remember the pros of living in an apartment complex. I had a conversation today with someone from work that "moving and living situations are temporary, even if they feel permanent" and that was a helpful reminder to me as even though I likely will not be... .I feel like I might be here forever. I don't want to be in my 50s and still hanging out at the complex pool with my girlfriends (as I encountered this weekend).

I know that there are benefits to living in such a location. It's fairly cheap- especially for the sq footage we have, there's a pool, and I don't ever have to do yardwork or personally fix things when they break. That is about where the pros end.

The cons, sometimes, seem a little more apparent on a day to day basis. There are the ants- which supposedly the complex took care of, but we still have. There was the day that we blew a fuse by 2 of us drying our hair and we had to call the maintenance department to come fix it b/c we can't access the breaker box ourselves. (I'm no electrician, but that is work I am certainly able to do on my own). And then there is the washer/dryer. It's a mini-stackable unit- and it sucks. It holds about 2 days worth of laundry at one time, and I run everything through the dryer twice and then still hang most of my stuff. Last week I went out and bought a second drying rack because one just wasn't cutting in anymore. Here is a photo of what my bedroom looks like on laundry day. Which takes up several hours a week because of the # of loads you have to do.

There are also the neighbors. Now, we have really not gotten to know any of our neighbors. My roommate met one, who rather indignantly accused her of being a college student (which she is not), I think in her mind that living across from a college student would be the greatest tragedy of her life. Next to that lady (and her sister) are a couple who we can't quite figure out. They are either generous foster parents, or they are running a meth lab. The husband is on oxygen and rarely comes out of the apt, but when he does, he is inevitably pulling his oxygen cart behind him while smoking, and yelling at someone in the complex for something (we first encountered him on move in day when we were using one of the excess handicap spots). There are people of all ages and of all ethnicities coming in and out of their apartment at literally all hours of the day and night. It is suspicious. but maybe they are just very hospitable people (who have never spoken to us).

One final (though this is certainly not an exclusive list) downside to the apartment is the smells. If my neighbors are smoking (which they do often), or cooking something spicy (or sauerkraut, which they also do often), it doesn't just smell out in the common area- it wafts right in through my bathroom vent. GROSS!!

Those are just some highlights into life at my [unnamed] apartment complex. What is it like where you live? I hope better....

achievements and disappointments

Today was a day of highs and lows. The low- my gym closed. Not "at the end of the day" closed, but closed- closed. As in, yesterday it was open, today it was not. Now, this is disappointing to me on several levels. The first of which is the fact that I paid for the month of June just a week ago, and that is money that I am not going to get back (really, i'm not. They said). That makes me angry.

But I am also disappointed because I genuinely liked my gym. I have grown emotionally attached to it in the last year and a half that I have been a member. They had good staff, good service, good equipment, GREAT classes with wonderful instructors- I loved it there. When I moved last summer I stayed at my gym- sure it's a 15-20 minute drive and costs more the twice the amount of the gym that is basically on my street, but I just LOVED my gym. I knew the people there and how it worked. I was planning to go last night- I had my yoga mat in my car for my favorite class, but couldn't bring myself to go in the heat (my car told me it was 103), and as it turns out, that would have been my last opportunity.

Adding insult to injury are the facts that I just finished the latest issue of SELF which always gets me more motivated, I've been planning to buy new running shoes this weekend, and it's summer- when I need the gym the most. I'm seriously in mourning. It's sad when a business that you've come to know and love disappears- and even more upsetting when you feel like they've gone out of their way to screw over their patrons and employees. Now, I realize that in the great scheme of life this is not great tragedy, but still, it's upsetting. jerks. To read more about this: http://www.inyork.com/local/ci_9535393

In happier news, I want to take a moment to celebrate my car, Lola the Corolla. She has served me loyally and well for the last 6 1/2 years (don't worry, she's not going anywhere), but today she hit a mileage that I feel is worth celebrating. I felt that it was worth taking a picture of, and yes, I stopped my car on the way to work this morning to take this picture (I am a nerd). Now, hopefully this will not jinx me, but in the years I have owned Lola, she has never failed me or left me stranded, she is a hard worker, and I love her. Sure, there is not a THING automatic about her.. .but she keeps me from being lazy. Lola, thanks for all you do!

GRADUATE!

Well folks, it is official, I am done with graduate school!! I had my graduation ceremony 3 weeks ago, last week I presented my final project, and this morning I put the FINAL product in the mail. It is done!! Last night after I finished all my edits and I emailed it off, I put all my notebooks and notes and books back on the bookshelf- it was a major accomplishment!

It feels good to have completed something that I have worked on for so long... The project itself I have been working on for almost a year, and the degree- I took my first 9 credits 6 years ago this summer! I can't believe it! I also can't believe that I actually finished. I distinctly remember a conversation that I had in my last year of Messiah when some of my friends were talking about getting further degrees and I said "When I graduate from here- I AM DONE. No more school for me!" And then 3 months later Geneva sucked me in. But I have loved the program, the classes, the work, the professors, the classmates, and the things that I have learned. It has truly been a wonderful experience- and now I have a Masters Degree!

The next part is the scary part... trying to put this degree to work! I'm going to be looking for jobs in higher education. The looking part is scary, but I am excited to work in this field. Hopefully there will be updates of that nature sooner than later, but for now, the church will do just fine.

more ants

So, after 3 days of traps everywhere, we seemed to have gotten the ant control at my desk and in the church lobby under control. There were a few entertaining mishaps, including one security guard picking up the traps not knowing what they were and not understanding why her hands were all sticky. (It was because she was covered in poison). But, as if the insect world is out to get me- we now have what appears to be the making of an ant problem in our apartment.

Now, before you accusing me of transporting them home, let me assure you that these are very different types of ants. At the church we have the itty bitty brown ones that you can barely see, while at the apartment we have the big black ones that are about a quarter inch long.

It all started early last week when I was sitting on my couch watching my tv when a big black ant dropped from the heating vent in the ceiling on to the floor right in front of me. It creeped me out a little, but I hoped it was an isolated incident. However, yesterday we found 4 in the kitchen throughout the day. And, I JUST got off the phone with Lindsey, there are 3 more. What am I doing wrong? I am a clean person. I don't leave food out, we vacuum at least once a week, I scrubbed the kitchen floor on Sunday on my hands and knees.... are we too clean? Are they facinated by this environment?

Don't get me wrong- we had mice in the office this winter and I certainly prefer ants to mice. But you know what I prefer even more to ants?... NOTHING. CLEAN. NO BUGS OR CRITTERS.

Is this too much to ask?

Attack of the Ants

So, yesterday I came into work after the long weekend, and as usual on a Monday morning (or in this case, Tuesday) I have to spend the first 10 minutes cleaning off my desk because of all the stuff that gets stacked on it from church people over the weekend. So, I was working on that when I discovered that there were ants EVERYWHERE. I decided to call the custodian to let him know and when I picked up the phone there were 3 chilling on the back side of the receiver that I almost put to my face! Gross!! The more I looked the more I realized that they were all over my desk. We had had a few ants here and there in the last 2 months... but maybe 3 a week. I think yesterday morning I killed 50 over the course of 4 hours.

So, the custodian came in with some poison and we found a whole parade of them in the lobby. They're little parade disappears into the wall on the opposite side of my desk. We can't find where they are coming in to the office, but they are appearing somehow. He put out 5 little traps of poisonous goo that is supposed to attract them and then have them take it back to their next, and all of them were just SWARMED with ants. The one on my desk hadn't attracted too many, but this morning it was covered.

in fact, as i type this, another swarm of like 30 just came cruising out from under my keyboard!!! AHHHHH! I'm under attack!

The most upsetting part of all of this is that I likely have the cleanest desk out of anyone else who works in my office. On Friday before I left for the weekend I dusted it and wiped the whole surface down with a Clorox wipe (I have to do this weekly because my desk is often used for a coffee table to place ones lunch, snacks, and drinks by my coworkers when they are using the copy machine). Then, yesterday, it was kind of sticky from the Clorox wipe and after I had removed the first round of ants I windexed the whole thing. And yet, more bugs arrive by the minute.

I must end this story here because I have to go kill somemore... another parade of 10 or so just entered from under my monitor. HELP!

I took a moment to take a photo of the parade coming up my desk to the poison trap. Since taking it the parade has tripled in size... but this gives you an idea. I circled the ants in yellow (they didn't turn out too clearly)

I would like to punch...

David Archuleta. He infuriates me. I have never watched American Idol before this season, and frankly I judged those who did, but now I think I know why. It brings out anger in me that most other television does not. I haven't watched it super regularly, but I can say in the last few weeks that I have become a fan. So great a fan that I hate those against anyone I root for. First I was a fan of Brooke White, and when she got kicked off I vowed to quit, but I of course got sucked back in. Now I love David Cook. He is the bomb. I think that if we met we would likely be the very best of friends, if not fall deeply in love. That, and I like his voice and his hair. I realize that he is just another stadium rock guy, and the world does not necessarily need another stadium rock guy, but, I still like him more than freaking David Archuleta.
JUST BECAUSE D.A. can wave his voice up and down DOESN'T make him a world class performer. In my opinion, he ruins songs. Like Imagine, or Sweet Caroline, or Think of Me. The list goes on- indefinitely. AND, the fact that the judges went ON AND ON about how WONDERFUL he is and then basically discarded D.C. angers me even more. So much so that I voted. I have NEVER voted for a reality show before, and have kind of considered myself above it, but watching D.A.'s tears as the judges gushed all over him was enough to move me to cast my vote. twice. (it was busy after that).
I hope that D.C. wins the competition tomorrow. But, I know that he probably won't. I also realize that both Davids already have their careers before them no matter who wins. D.A. will be on broadway, or make a standards album, or both. And, I think that the execs at the Disney Channel are FOOLS if they don't snatch him right up. And D.C. will make a stadium rock album, and go on being wonderful, and will probably come to the York Fair, where I will spend $100 to see him.
rant completed.

Smart Television

I realize that I am starting to write a lot about things that I have been watching (compared to reading) which bums me out a little, but, though I'm not reading too much, I'm not watching too much either. Last night I managed to watch Boston Legal from last week, which I had taped (yes, I still tape. No DVR for me- I actually have a 2 VCR system going for those big nights). Anyway, all that said, I made the decision last night that I think Boston Legal might be the smartest show on television right now. Don't get me wrong- there is some other good television happening. A lot of it I'm probably not watching, as I leave room in my schedule for Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy (let's be honest- they are not smart television), but I would argue that the writers of, say LOST, know what they're doing (again- JJ Abrams- I love you).

What makes BL so smart (that's Boston Legal, not Becki Laird)? Well, for starters, it's David E Kelly- who has been known for his quality TV. Last week, for instance, the show moved time slots. The entire opening teaser was the staff of CP&S discussing when their staff meeting was- Tuesdays at 10 or Wednesdays at 10. What other show doesn't hide the fact in their writing that they are a show. It's hilarious. The plot last week was very politically centered- debating over MA voting for Obama or Clinton, kind of displaying how ridiculous the candidates have gotten. I just don't know any other show that is willing to touch this stuff. Especially a drama. I mean, this isn't John Stewart, you know?

Long story short- I recommend taking in an episode- or even getting hooked. It's one downfall (if you can call this a downfall), is that it doesn't have that soap-opera-y drama that keeps you sucked in from one week to the next. I often have to make myself make time to watch it, as I'm not addicted to it like I am to the Housewives, but once I do watch it- it is always worth it. It's smart, hilariously funny (I laugh out loud every week, even as I watch by myself), and touching. The relationship stories (particularly the one of Denny and Alan- BFFs) are just so moving.

Smart television. check it out.

loving

One of the quotes on a recent episode of Felicity that I watched really stuck out to me. Sally was giving Felicity advice on her disastrous relationship with Ben, and how she had done something to him that made him so angry he didn't want to talk to her anymore, and she didn't know how to respond. Sally's advice was this:

"If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me."

It wasn't until recently in my life that I really started to grasp what that meant. My natural reaction when there is not equal love in a relationship that I'm in, be it romantic or not, is not to be more loving, but to either be more spiteful (which is usually a game I am better at winning), or to shy away, let the other person be more loving while I just sit quietly and afraid. However, I am learning, through the wisdom of JJ Abrams (writer of Felicity), and the grace of God, that those are not the most appropriate reactions. The response should not be to spite back to someone to the best of my ability, but to love back.

It is often putting oneself out on a limb to be the one who is more loving. You can get hurt, you can feel lonely, you can feel frustrated that you're not getting back in return what you are giving out. But that is not what loving is. Loving is unconditional- whether you receive it back or not. This, of course, is mirrored in our relationship with Christ. What if he only loved us as much as we loved him back. We'd all be in trouble.

As I look at the broken relationships in my life, I can see that they are a result of me not being the more loving one. I pray that I can better learn how to do that.

My Aunt, and Smells of Spring

I initially titled this "Smells of Spring and my Aunt" but realized that I did not want to write about "smells of my aunt." So, here we find ourselves.

I have a wonderful Aunt who likes to do nice things for me. Sometimes she does them in large quantities.

Today I called her because I heard that her lilacs are in bloom and that is my very favorite smell in the whole world, and so I wanted to see if I could get a few clippings from her lilac bushes to put in a vase in my apartment. She obliged.

When I arrived at her house she already had cut some for me because I was arriving after dark. I allowed her to load them into my trunk. when I got home I realized the sheer volume that she had sent with me, but I couldn't let them go to waste! So, I cut what I could, discarded what I could not, and was left with what you see below. A lovely smelling apartment, and 7 vases of lilacs!

I hope that you are smelling some wonderful smells of spring as well!

my problem is not lack of a man, it's lack of creativity

Last night a new friend who just joined our small group showed up with a new accessory- an engagement ring! It was just over 24 hours since it had happened, and she was still in the whirlwind of it all. It was a true joy to share that moment with her.


However, something happened next that I have never experienced before. My guess is that it is a fairly common phenomenon, but I have just never been in the company for this experience. Apparently, upon hearing that someone is engaged and listening to them tell their story, (My friend's, btw, was probably one of the best engagement stories I've ever heard), all married persons feel strangely compelled to tell their own engagement story. It's almost like a competition. Something like "well, you think that's good... my story might not be as romantic... but it sure is quirky..."


So, there we sat in my small group, 4 married couples, one newly engaged woman, and me. I, not surprisingly, had very little to contribute to the conversation, as I have never been engaged. So I just smiled and listened and ate my ice cream cake. Which is probably the best that I could really do in that situtaion.


But, what my friend Becky pointed out, is NOT my lack of a man, but my lack of creativity. Sure, I'm not engaged, but why should that stop me. I am a creative young woman, what I need is a completely over-the-top, if not truly unbelievable engagement story- who cares if it's true?

She tossed out a few suggestions, but I have not latched on to any yet. So, be on the lookout in the near future for my really good engagement story- be it true or not. It might be- you have no way of knowing. But I'm going to be ready for that social situation the next time it happens. And I will be witty- and I will have the best story.... and I will win.

dear sally,

Despite my somewhat busy lifestyle, I have recently taken to spending my time watching old TV shows on DVD. Since Christmas I am on my third series- Felicity. I watched seasons 1 & 2 many years ago, and have never seen 3 & 4. Thanks to the wonders of generous friends and Blockbuster online, I am taking this series on yet again.

Felicity follows the 4 year college career of a CA woman who follows a boy to college in NYC, and documents her life learning in the classroom, in the dorm, and with boys. Each episode opens with her recording a "letter" on a cassette tape and mailing it off, and ends with Sally (voiced by Janeane Garofalo) reading her letter back. I don't know if I wasn't paying attention the first time, but, even after only 6 episodes, I am impressed by the writing (oh, JJ Abrams- can you even make bad television?) and wisdom that is dished out in every episode. Sure, there are cheesy WB moments designed just for the 18 year old crowd, but as someone who loves college students (it's in my job description), I think that this show did some good things in its time.

I have felt moved and contemplative after nearly every ending, particularly by the closing words of Sally (who is an older friend who shares her life wisdom with young Felicity). It is thought provoking, and I look to share some of these thoughts in upcoming entries. I just wanted to take this opportunity to give a little background and share what might be ahead.

My friend Becky (and maybe the only reader of this blog) is blogging and sharing life through the narrative of food and cooking. I am choosing to use mediocre television. Stay tuned.... ooo- insert cheesy unintentional pun here...

Singles Registry...

WARNING: This is my first blog and it is a little wordy.... I will work on this....

I recently had a conversation regarding my continued attendance and multiple weddings and, more recently, baby showers. Life around me is progressing rapidly, and I am happy to share these celebratory experiences with those I love. I go to the showers, buy the presents, attend the weddings (alone, because I rarely get "and guest" anymore) and for the large part am happy to do it. It is a joyful time to share with my friends. However, as a single woman, such events start to drain on me. I am rounding the corner to 28 (which, by the way, is my "late 20's," a concept I am still getting used to), and feel like my life is more or less on hold. I look back 6 years ago to when I graduated from college, and, for better or for worse, life is not that different. I have some more stuff, a different apartment, and a different job, but nothing permanent. My stuff is all hand-me-downs (which I am thankful for), my apartment is smaller, and my job is less advanced. According to typical standards- I'm not moving very far along in life.

However, it's not all that grim. Life has advanced. I certainly have learned some life lessons along the way, and I am CERTAINLY not the same person- in thought, faith, ideology, even physically (I'll talk more about my running at a later time...). Plus- the most eminent change on the horizon- I am about to graduate with my Masters (a mere 6 years in the works). Graduation is 4 weeks from tomorrow! Life will probably (at least initially) not look different the day after graduation from the day before, but it is still an accomplishment. One if fact, that I think is worth celebrating. Which brings me to this question:

It is an accomplishment. Probably the biggest thing for me to celebrate since I graduated from college. I'd like to have a party. Just to celebrate. Not for any other purpose. I will likely send out invitations that say "NO GIFTS, PLEASE." However, there is a part of me (nudged by a friend), that says- HEY- this is big. I deserve some gifts. After all, I have friends that I've bought gifts for- from wedding showers to weddings to baby showers for the last 6 years- I deserve something!!! Some of my friends think this is great- while others have called it "pompous and arrogant." What do you think? Is it wrong for a 27 year old single woman to go so far as to "register" for her MA graduation? What if I was 35 and getting my PhD? At what point is it acceptable for a single woman to receive wedding-type gifts? When I buy my first house? Or do I just keep using the dishes my mother received at her first wedding 35 years ago for the rest of my single life?

I'm going to try to post a poll... Let me know your opinion.

trying again.

This is the first post in over a year on a blog that is several years old. I have never been successful at keeping up with it, but I will try again. I've decided that maybe my life happenings aren't too exciting, but I have lots of questions, so why not ask them.

I felt inspired to write something (I was not inspired on what to write, however), based on the fact that my blog address was added to the margin of a friend's blog, so that our blogs could be bffs. Maybe I don't have a lot to say that the world is waiting for, but I might. So, I will test the waters. My life isn't completely average, based on comparisons to those around me. I'm (as I recently have been coming to terms with) in my late 20's, single, finishing grad school, and trying to figure out life. Maybe that is what most are doing, but it sometimes seems as though those around me are little more ahead of the curve than I am.

I hope that this is a place to compile thoughts, seek opinions, and have a good laugh. I may not be Julie Powell, but it might work out okay....

a new job!

Well, friends, it happened. I am no longer employed by Lisa's Cleaning Service!! As you may know, I have been on the search for a full time job since I left the CCO in July of last year. I had grown angry and frustrated with my current situation, and was feeling pretty hopeless. I had been keeping track of jobs applied for and was well into the 40s. I applied for a job @ my home church (Asbury UMC, York) a few weeks ago and didn't get it.

THEN: Last wednesday around 5 I got a call from the church saying that they'd like to meet with me. Long story short, we met @ 8:00 that night after my small group, they offered me the job, I took it, went it to Lisa's thursday morning and worked, met w/ Lisa @ noon, offered my 2 weeks notice, she said that that day could be my last, and I started @ the church on Friday!!!!

It is a full time administrative position, preparing all the documents (bulletin, newsletter, promotional), and other administrative things that happen at a church. They are very supportive of me and I am excited and thankful that God opened the doors that he did.

Thanks for being my friends through this frustrating time in my life... I apoligize if all that I have done is whine about life @ lisa's cleaning. I am thankful for the work that they provided me when I needed it, and am thankful for the path that I am on now.

On another big note, I turned in my literature review for my research class on Friday, it had been consuming all of my spare time the last few weeks. I have 3 more assignments for this semester, and then will only have 3 more classes to go before I am a Master.

Just thought that you'd be glad to hear this cheerful news!!!

i went to jubilee....

this past weekend, I attended the Jubilee Conference in Pittsburgh, for what I think is the 8th time. I attended for 3 years as a student, 4 years as a CCO staff member, and now this year, as, well, a rogue. I went with CCO staff member Billy Ferrell and 2 York College students who have been attending our (friday night) Bible Study (more about that another day). It was a strange place to find myself in- not being a student or a staff member, but having lots of students and staff members, from what seems to be another life, that i wanted to connect with. As if that wasn't challenging enough, there was all of the stuff that God seemed to throw at both me and my students.
I came with a pretty good understanding of what Jubilee is about- a Kingdom vision for the glory of God. I knew some of the ideas that would be shared- glorifying God in all that we do- and it met and exceeded my expectations. However, (and I knew this coming in), that my students were coming from a different place. They are new to Jubilee, and to CCO ministry for that matter- Billy only being @ York since the fall, and our Bible study having only met 3 times. They seemed to take it all in- better than I maybe did at my first Jubilee- and I pray that seeds were planted that we can see continue to grow.
I am not yet sure what all God will bring out of this weekend- but I am thankful for some of the things that were taught and learned- community, justice for the world, seeking to glory God in places we might not expect to, and seeking Him to grow us to leaders that will change the world. Stay tuned for thoughts as they unfold...