Thursday, May 11, 2006
the boredom at work this week has been mind-numbing. seriously. i've checked every blog i know. ok to be perfectly honest i've checked them 3 times apiece in the last hour. this is becoming pathetic i know, but i don't know what else to do. i've mastered the 1 suit spider solitaire level. i'm afraid to move up to 2 suits because i know it will kick my tail.
i've got to start walking/running again. please harrass me about this. not only have i refrained from doing so the past few weeks, but i have eaten more horribly than usual. case & point - last night after work i ate this scrumptuous concoction tommy made that included shrimp, rice and spicy wonderful-ness which i, of course, washed down with a coke. wait, make that two. then my roommates pursuaded me to make a cake which i, of course, ate part of myself complete with yarnell's ice cream and a glass of milk. a few hours later i was headed to bed but then realized that i had wet clothes in the washer and dryer so i needed to stay up a bit longer. this was ample reason to have another piece of cake (with milk). ugh...i hate my lack of willpower. so please feel free to harrass me and call me names if i don't walk off at least some of the millions of calories i consume in a given day.
despite my boredom, or maybe because of it, i cannot think of another random thing to write about. ok that's a lie because i have many thoughts running through my head at any given time. eventually i plan to share my thoughts on the da vinci code. the title of that post will be 'i've never heard of anyone becoming a christian because of a boycott". my mind has been so numbed by my boring workday that i cannot handle such a post this afternoon. so until i am able, you'll have to settle for my random, mindless thoughts.
i've got to start walking/running again. please harrass me about this. not only have i refrained from doing so the past few weeks, but i have eaten more horribly than usual. case & point - last night after work i ate this scrumptuous concoction tommy made that included shrimp, rice and spicy wonderful-ness which i, of course, washed down with a coke. wait, make that two. then my roommates pursuaded me to make a cake which i, of course, ate part of myself complete with yarnell's ice cream and a glass of milk. a few hours later i was headed to bed but then realized that i had wet clothes in the washer and dryer so i needed to stay up a bit longer. this was ample reason to have another piece of cake (with milk). ugh...i hate my lack of willpower. so please feel free to harrass me and call me names if i don't walk off at least some of the millions of calories i consume in a given day.
despite my boredom, or maybe because of it, i cannot think of another random thing to write about. ok that's a lie because i have many thoughts running through my head at any given time. eventually i plan to share my thoughts on the da vinci code. the title of that post will be 'i've never heard of anyone becoming a christian because of a boycott". my mind has been so numbed by my boring workday that i cannot handle such a post this afternoon. so until i am able, you'll have to settle for my random, mindless thoughts.
Monday, May 08, 2006
so it's time for the weekend update. not with tina fey and the blonde chick who replaced jimmy fallon, but the post that i generally write every monday regailing all of you with the events of my weekend. this weekend was more worthy than most of such a post. so here goes.
i'll skip over friday since the most important part of it was my blind date which i don't care to regail you with. i promise you're not missing much. long story short. p.f. cheng's. a whole lot of talk about nothing in general. a lot of people harrassing me about it afterwards. but the redeeming part of the evening took place when my roommates and i watched 'The Family Stone' which was nothing short of fabulous but kept me awake til 1 a.m.
saturday morning i did the unthinkable and woke up at 5:30 a.m. this is a sin in all 50 states but i did it anyway. all for the sake of the sunday school garage sale. laura & i braved the early hours together. we ate entirely too much cinnamon toast and one too many apple turnovers. we sold $300 worth of absolute junk, but not to worry, we bought a few momentos for ourselves. laura blessed me with decor for my new room. two wolf paintings, a wolf picture, and a wolf throw. her next project is to make some dreamcatchers to hang. there are lots of pictures of this experience, including laura & jeff's conversation with a spunky old lady who came by. these will be on my facebook for all you facebook junkies.
after the sale, we made our way to the women's brunch where i won a fabulously stylish breast cancer awareness bracelet and laura won a post-it pad which we will eventually use for our lengthy grocery lists. while at the brunch, we again stuffed ourselves full of food - much to the disdain of our stomachs. laura & i then returned to her house where angel, the landscape artist, was finishing up on laura's lawn (complete with chainsaw). we took yet another picture to commemorate the event and then took a random shopping trip with the miller sisters. i then proceded to crash into a coma-like state due to my lack of sleep.
i awoke in time to go to game night at the ostendorff's (which might not be spelled correctly but is at least phonetically correct - i used to think it was osterhoff's) where i learned to play Settlers of Catan which is incredibly fun but i'm not so good at. a good time was had by all.
sunday included church, a much-needed load of laundry, another nap, and a 3 hour and 18 minute road trip to Bentonville to see laura's friend sarah in a choir/orchestra concert. i was most pleasantly surprised at the concert. i loved every minute i heard of it. and i could have heard more if not for the fact that we were 40 minutes late. but i have cd's to make up for the lost time. we listened to those on the way home. much night-drunkness ensued. we rocked out to some choral music and then threw in some old school point of grace, steven curtis chapman, dc talk, and aerosmith for good measure. laura took many pictures as evidence. they will also be on facebook.
i hope that your weekend was equally full of fun and frolicking.
i'll skip over friday since the most important part of it was my blind date which i don't care to regail you with. i promise you're not missing much. long story short. p.f. cheng's. a whole lot of talk about nothing in general. a lot of people harrassing me about it afterwards. but the redeeming part of the evening took place when my roommates and i watched 'The Family Stone' which was nothing short of fabulous but kept me awake til 1 a.m.
saturday morning i did the unthinkable and woke up at 5:30 a.m. this is a sin in all 50 states but i did it anyway. all for the sake of the sunday school garage sale. laura & i braved the early hours together. we ate entirely too much cinnamon toast and one too many apple turnovers. we sold $300 worth of absolute junk, but not to worry, we bought a few momentos for ourselves. laura blessed me with decor for my new room. two wolf paintings, a wolf picture, and a wolf throw. her next project is to make some dreamcatchers to hang. there are lots of pictures of this experience, including laura & jeff's conversation with a spunky old lady who came by. these will be on my facebook for all you facebook junkies.
after the sale, we made our way to the women's brunch where i won a fabulously stylish breast cancer awareness bracelet and laura won a post-it pad which we will eventually use for our lengthy grocery lists. while at the brunch, we again stuffed ourselves full of food - much to the disdain of our stomachs. laura & i then returned to her house where angel, the landscape artist, was finishing up on laura's lawn (complete with chainsaw). we took yet another picture to commemorate the event and then took a random shopping trip with the miller sisters. i then proceded to crash into a coma-like state due to my lack of sleep.
i awoke in time to go to game night at the ostendorff's (which might not be spelled correctly but is at least phonetically correct - i used to think it was osterhoff's) where i learned to play Settlers of Catan which is incredibly fun but i'm not so good at. a good time was had by all.
sunday included church, a much-needed load of laundry, another nap, and a 3 hour and 18 minute road trip to Bentonville to see laura's friend sarah in a choir/orchestra concert. i was most pleasantly surprised at the concert. i loved every minute i heard of it. and i could have heard more if not for the fact that we were 40 minutes late. but i have cd's to make up for the lost time. we listened to those on the way home. much night-drunkness ensued. we rocked out to some choral music and then threw in some old school point of grace, steven curtis chapman, dc talk, and aerosmith for good measure. laura took many pictures as evidence. they will also be on facebook.
i hope that your weekend was equally full of fun and frolicking.
Friday, May 05, 2006
http://relevantmagazine.com/pc_article.php?id=7172
i read this article this morning and it was what i needed. it describes me perfectly - especially today. i like being in my own world. it's not that i don't like the company of others, it's that i don't like the company of strangers. i don't like it when store employees ask me if i'm finding everything alright. i enjoy self-checkouts. if i see someone i recognize but don't think they'll recognize me, i avoid eye contact with them altogether. weird huh?
i'm not what you would call a people-person. Therefore i simply avoid any circumstances which i think will make me uncomfortable. i think it's probably because i'm not used to dealing with conflict and want to prevent it at all costs. but not all interaction with other people involves conflict and even if it does i should not shy away from it. but i do. and this happens more than it should. and it bothers me that i'm this way. to live this way is to live a self-centered life which is the exact opposite of the Christ-centered life i should be striving to live.
a former pastor of mine used to say (not that he coined the phrase, he just used it often) that God was more interested in our character than our comfort. yet i seem to be entirely too interested in my own comfort. i hate the term "comfort zone" but i seem to be firmly attached to mine. so my new goal is to get out of it more often. or maybe even make it larger. so little things like retail employees and blind dates don't make me nervous.
i read this article this morning and it was what i needed. it describes me perfectly - especially today. i like being in my own world. it's not that i don't like the company of others, it's that i don't like the company of strangers. i don't like it when store employees ask me if i'm finding everything alright. i enjoy self-checkouts. if i see someone i recognize but don't think they'll recognize me, i avoid eye contact with them altogether. weird huh?
i'm not what you would call a people-person. Therefore i simply avoid any circumstances which i think will make me uncomfortable. i think it's probably because i'm not used to dealing with conflict and want to prevent it at all costs. but not all interaction with other people involves conflict and even if it does i should not shy away from it. but i do. and this happens more than it should. and it bothers me that i'm this way. to live this way is to live a self-centered life which is the exact opposite of the Christ-centered life i should be striving to live.
a former pastor of mine used to say (not that he coined the phrase, he just used it often) that God was more interested in our character than our comfort. yet i seem to be entirely too interested in my own comfort. i hate the term "comfort zone" but i seem to be firmly attached to mine. so my new goal is to get out of it more often. or maybe even make it larger. so little things like retail employees and blind dates don't make me nervous.
