This entry is dedicated to those who check blogs on a daily basis . . .
I think one of the reasons I don't update my blog on a regular (or even semi-regular) basis is because I am an introvert. Being an introvert really has nothing to do with being a "people person," it's about how one processes life and its events. I am a person who very much needs to think about things for a while before I can talk to anyone else about them. Chris knows this, however, many of you, blog readers, do not, so I am enlightening you. I actually enjoy writing and find it comforting, but I hesitate to blog my thoughts simply because I don't want the world reading my processing. Does that make sense?
Last week Chris and I were watching Miami Ink, a show about a tattoo parlor set in Miami (obviously). In this particular episode a man came in to have his tattoo finished and that meant adding a verse from Isaiah. The tattoo-ee was telling the tattoo-er his life story explaining how he came to know the Lord and left a life of drugs and crime. After the tattoo-ee left the parlor, the tattoo-er talked about how this guy's story was good but that the man should have given himself more credit; basically the tattoo-er was saying it was the man's hard work that turned his life around and had very little, if anything to do with God. This statement struck me; the tattoo-er really believed that God didn't do anything, implying that as humans we have the capability of pulling/getting ourselves out of whatever we are stuck in. If that were the case our world would be a vastly different place. Think about all the people in world and the problems each of us has and the fact that we are hopelessly stuck with them because we are incapable of fixing them. Our world is full of people who seek alcohol, drugs, relationships, and various other things to try to get themselves out of situations to find that they are only in deeper . . .
Situations like these show me very vividly that there is a need for a god of some sort. A need for something bigger than ourselves. For me, and many others, that is the god described in the Christian Bible. I know that He is bigger than all situations and He can help us get out of whatever we're in. I hope that the tattoo-er from Miami Ink comes to a place in his life where he realizes he needs something bigger and finds God.
A young lady from Spartanburg, South Carolina knows this God. To read her story visit: www.caringbridge.com/visit/hannahsobeski
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Monday, March 20, 2006
A Stephanie Plum Moment
I'm not sure how many of my blog readers also enjoy the Stephanie Plum novels by Janet Evanovich . . . but if you do you will understand the following statement: Tonight I had a Stephanie Plum moment. Let me explain . . .
Tonight I decided that I was going to make dinner for my wonderful husband. So I got out the bag of frozen chicken fingers and the box of mac and cheese and began "cooking." Dinner was just about ready when Chris walked in the door. He set the table and we lit candles (we like eating dinner by candlelight) and got ketchup and BBQ sauce and said a prayer and began to eat. I started opening the BBQ sauce and got up to get a knife (the plastic they put on the outside is so hard to get off . . . ) and after I got the plastic off I shook the bottle (my logic in doing so was this: you shake most things when first opening them, why should BBQ sauce be any different?). The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with BBQ sauce all over me and the floor . . . Seriously, it looked like I had been shot . . . There was BBQ sauce all over my comfy Ole Miss hoodie, on my face, in my hair, and inside my ear. Chris and I worked on cleaning the carpet for a while; needless to say, I'm glad my dad bought Resolve the last time they were here or our carpet would still look like a crime scene. I tried my best to wipe the BBQ sauce off my sweatshirt and then off my pants and my socks . . . and when I wiped it off my face, I realized the vinegar had seeped into my skin and now there was a big red mark on my chin. And it took at least 5 Q-tips to get it out of my ear. Alas, if I was Stephanie Plum I'd go to the convenience store and pick up some snacks and call Morelli, hoping he would take me in for the night and make all the problems of the day disappear. I, however, am not Stephanie Plum, and my reaction was to finish my dinner and relax on the couch and read about Stephanie Plum and her crazy antics.
(For those of you who have not discovered the beauty that is the Stephanie Plum series, you should go straight to your local bookstore/library and get one; they're awesome!!)
Tonight I decided that I was going to make dinner for my wonderful husband. So I got out the bag of frozen chicken fingers and the box of mac and cheese and began "cooking." Dinner was just about ready when Chris walked in the door. He set the table and we lit candles (we like eating dinner by candlelight) and got ketchup and BBQ sauce and said a prayer and began to eat. I started opening the BBQ sauce and got up to get a knife (the plastic they put on the outside is so hard to get off . . . ) and after I got the plastic off I shook the bottle (my logic in doing so was this: you shake most things when first opening them, why should BBQ sauce be any different?). The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with BBQ sauce all over me and the floor . . . Seriously, it looked like I had been shot . . . There was BBQ sauce all over my comfy Ole Miss hoodie, on my face, in my hair, and inside my ear. Chris and I worked on cleaning the carpet for a while; needless to say, I'm glad my dad bought Resolve the last time they were here or our carpet would still look like a crime scene. I tried my best to wipe the BBQ sauce off my sweatshirt and then off my pants and my socks . . . and when I wiped it off my face, I realized the vinegar had seeped into my skin and now there was a big red mark on my chin. And it took at least 5 Q-tips to get it out of my ear. Alas, if I was Stephanie Plum I'd go to the convenience store and pick up some snacks and call Morelli, hoping he would take me in for the night and make all the problems of the day disappear. I, however, am not Stephanie Plum, and my reaction was to finish my dinner and relax on the couch and read about Stephanie Plum and her crazy antics.
(For those of you who have not discovered the beauty that is the Stephanie Plum series, you should go straight to your local bookstore/library and get one; they're awesome!!)
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Update
I feel like it's time for me to update my blog, but I'm not exactly sure what to write about . . .
I found out last week that my beloved boss turned in her letter of resignation. I haven't worked for MeLina too long, but she is approachable and willing to teach me and very affirming of me and my work. I understand that it's time for her to move on, but the selfish part of me wants her to stay and continue teaching me. From working for her I feel like I've really gained some usable skills, skills that will be applicable for life in general, not just for working in a staffing agency. I know that MeLina will go on to do great things in life because she is that kind of woman. Good luck, MeLina!
What else is going on . . . hmm . . . we got the email of who's going to be on staff this summer. And we've started sending out our "about me" emails. It's an exciting thing because it means that Seesalt is getting closer and ideas are beginning to flow and preparations are well underway (or at least they should be!). That also means I need to get on the ball and work on getting the dances together!
I've been married over seven months now and I still love it! I love Chris with all my heart and am still very excited about the spending the rest of my life with him!! :)
My parents came to visit us last weekend, and that was wonderful. Aside from working on health insurance applications and doing our taxes, the weekend was wonderful. (And I suppose doing taxes was alright, but only because we're getting a lot of money back.) We went shopping and out to eat and did a lot of relaxing.
Chris has been doing monologues in church the past two weeks and will do them for about three more weeks. I have to say that my husband is very talented and does a wonderful job with his monologues. I'm so proud to be married to such a wonderful and talented man.
Well . . . I guess that's about all that's going on in my life. Actually, I'm sure there's more that's going on in my life, but Chris needs the computer so I'll wrap it up. Have a wonderful week!
I found out last week that my beloved boss turned in her letter of resignation. I haven't worked for MeLina too long, but she is approachable and willing to teach me and very affirming of me and my work. I understand that it's time for her to move on, but the selfish part of me wants her to stay and continue teaching me. From working for her I feel like I've really gained some usable skills, skills that will be applicable for life in general, not just for working in a staffing agency. I know that MeLina will go on to do great things in life because she is that kind of woman. Good luck, MeLina!
What else is going on . . . hmm . . . we got the email of who's going to be on staff this summer. And we've started sending out our "about me" emails. It's an exciting thing because it means that Seesalt is getting closer and ideas are beginning to flow and preparations are well underway (or at least they should be!). That also means I need to get on the ball and work on getting the dances together!
I've been married over seven months now and I still love it! I love Chris with all my heart and am still very excited about the spending the rest of my life with him!! :)
My parents came to visit us last weekend, and that was wonderful. Aside from working on health insurance applications and doing our taxes, the weekend was wonderful. (And I suppose doing taxes was alright, but only because we're getting a lot of money back.) We went shopping and out to eat and did a lot of relaxing.
Chris has been doing monologues in church the past two weeks and will do them for about three more weeks. I have to say that my husband is very talented and does a wonderful job with his monologues. I'm so proud to be married to such a wonderful and talented man.
Well . . . I guess that's about all that's going on in my life. Actually, I'm sure there's more that's going on in my life, but Chris needs the computer so I'll wrap it up. Have a wonderful week!
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Because Kat Told Me So . . .
Kat is upset at the rate at which I update my blog, so here I am, updating. (I love you Roommate.)
There's not a lot going on in my life presently. I have a "new job." I'm doing the same thing I was doing but I'm at a different office. I like my new office and my manager. It's just the two of us and I'm very happy where I am.
Shari had her violin concerto last night and it was beautiful!
My parents are coming to town this weekend. They are bringing a "new" car for us. My grandmother is giving us her 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme with 24,000 miles on it (yes, 24,000 miles, that is not a typo).
William the Super Monkey is doing well. He enjoyed the Olympics, and his dream is to become a freestyle ski-jumper.
I love the dance studio I'm going to! The classes are fabulous and everyone there is wonderful.
I suppose that's all I have for now . . . Kat, I hope this satisfies your craving for a new blog.
:)
There's not a lot going on in my life presently. I have a "new job." I'm doing the same thing I was doing but I'm at a different office. I like my new office and my manager. It's just the two of us and I'm very happy where I am.
Shari had her violin concerto last night and it was beautiful!
My parents are coming to town this weekend. They are bringing a "new" car for us. My grandmother is giving us her 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme with 24,000 miles on it (yes, 24,000 miles, that is not a typo).
William the Super Monkey is doing well. He enjoyed the Olympics, and his dream is to become a freestyle ski-jumper.
I love the dance studio I'm going to! The classes are fabulous and everyone there is wonderful.
I suppose that's all I have for now . . . Kat, I hope this satisfies your craving for a new blog.
:)
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Ode to Kat
This weekend Chris went to Chattanooga to help his dad at a conference. I'm not a huge fan of staying by myself so I asked Kat to come hang out for the weekend. This blog, therefore, is an ode to her.
Things I love about Kat:
-Even though we don't live together, we still call each other "Roommate."
-She likes Chinese food.
-She can find anything on the internet. She's an internet guru.
-She loves fleece blankets.
-She's a Mac person.
-She lets me use Quincy.
-She went to dance with me. (I hope your quads are feeling better, Roommate.)
-She is encouraging.
-She listens.
-She's there whenever I need her.
I love Kat dearly, and my list is not nearly complete, but these are some of the first things that came to my mind.
I love you, Roommate!
Things I love about Kat:
-Even though we don't live together, we still call each other "Roommate."
-She likes Chinese food.
-She can find anything on the internet. She's an internet guru.
-She loves fleece blankets.
-She's a Mac person.
-She lets me use Quincy.
-She went to dance with me. (I hope your quads are feeling better, Roommate.)
-She is encouraging.
-She listens.
-She's there whenever I need her.
I love Kat dearly, and my list is not nearly complete, but these are some of the first things that came to my mind.
I love you, Roommate!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
The Best Valentine's Day Ever
When I got home from dance class, I opened the door to multiple paths of small red hearts on the floor. Each path led to a big heart that expressed Chris's love for me . . . it brought a smile to my face and happy tears to me eyes. I love Chris with all of my heart. I am truly blessed to have him in my life.
Babe, thank you for making today the best Valentine's Day ever. I love you.
Babe, thank you for making today the best Valentine's Day ever. I love you.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Coretta Scott King
Living in Atlanta I've noticed that news channels here are (in some cases) obnoxiously biased towards things happening here in Atlanta; in fact, national news often takes a backseat. Coretta Scott King has been the top story on each news cast since she died and that has gotten me to thinking . . . One of the local stations is even showing her whole funeral (which could be three hours long). I'm off today and don't have many things on my agenda, but one of them is to watch at least part of Mrs. King's funeral. The history books never spoke of this woman, but she many on tv have referred to her as the "first lady of the civil rights movement." President Bush and his wife and three former presidents are in attendance, many national figureheads and media stars, famous musicians are performing . . . The church sancuary holds 10,000 people and the overflow room holds 1,500 and they are still turning people away. People got there at 5am to get a brief glimpse of her body.
All of this makes me wonder what kind of impact I will have on this world once I've left it. I am fairly certain I will not lie in state anywhere and that current and former presidents will not attend my funeral, but who will? How will my life impact this world? Will it have made an impact for the kingdom? That's what I want; that's what I'm called to do. Honestly, I'm not sure if Mrs. King made an impact for the kingdom of God, but imagine if she had. I want my life to make an impact like Mrs. King's, but not on the world or nation as a whole, instead on the lives of people I have come in contact with.
All of this makes me wonder what kind of impact I will have on this world once I've left it. I am fairly certain I will not lie in state anywhere and that current and former presidents will not attend my funeral, but who will? How will my life impact this world? Will it have made an impact for the kingdom? That's what I want; that's what I'm called to do. Honestly, I'm not sure if Mrs. King made an impact for the kingdom of God, but imagine if she had. I want my life to make an impact like Mrs. King's, but not on the world or nation as a whole, instead on the lives of people I have come in contact with.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Toilet Paper
Now if you know me at all, you know that I love Trading Spaces. So for Christmas, Bill (my father-in-law), got me a couple of Trading Spaces book. One of those is "Paige by Paige." Paige Davis is the Trading Spaces host, and the book is a diary of the show and her life throughout season three. I started reading it last night and have subsequently finished it. But I found one entry rather interesting and have decided to share it with you, faithful reader:
February 28th, 2003
3:24pm
Since the beginning of the season I've been taking an unofficial private count of how many people keep thier toilet paper roll with the flap over and how many keep it under. I am surprised and dismayed to announce most people keep the flap under. Don't people realize this is just wrong? Hotels hang the roll with the flap over; they even fold the flap to a little point. It's the right way. I've been secretly turning the toilet paper rolls over if they are the other way. It's a compulsion.
Hilarious!
I suppose that's all for now. I have had yesterday and today off, which has been wonderful. Unfortunately, I have to be on-site at the bank at some ungodly hour . . . I should probably be going to bed about now . . . Good night?
By the way, I keep the roll with the flap over. Yourself?
February 28th, 2003
3:24pm
Since the beginning of the season I've been taking an unofficial private count of how many people keep thier toilet paper roll with the flap over and how many keep it under. I am surprised and dismayed to announce most people keep the flap under. Don't people realize this is just wrong? Hotels hang the roll with the flap over; they even fold the flap to a little point. It's the right way. I've been secretly turning the toilet paper rolls over if they are the other way. It's a compulsion.
Hilarious!
I suppose that's all for now. I have had yesterday and today off, which has been wonderful. Unfortunately, I have to be on-site at the bank at some ungodly hour . . . I should probably be going to bed about now . . . Good night?
By the way, I keep the roll with the flap over. Yourself?
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Things I Love
-sleeping until 1pm
-my husband
-William the Super Monkey
-blankets
-SATCo
-Seesalt (I can't wait!!)
-Chillipepper
-hoodies
-naps
-formulaic crime dramas
-make-over shows
-Coke with ice
-my husband
-my in-laws (parents and siblings)
-my family (parents and brother)
-Furman
-BCM
-getting email (hint! hint!)
-Jesus
-checking things off my to-do list
-getting non-work-related cell phone calls (hint! hint!)
-spending time with friends
This list is by no means exhaustive, but it's a start . . .
-my husband
-William the Super Monkey
-blankets
-SATCo
-Seesalt (I can't wait!!)
-Chillipepper
-hoodies
-naps
-formulaic crime dramas
-make-over shows
-Coke with ice
-my husband
-my in-laws (parents and siblings)
-my family (parents and brother)
-Furman
-BCM
-getting email (hint! hint!)
-Jesus
-checking things off my to-do list
-getting non-work-related cell phone calls (hint! hint!)
-spending time with friends
This list is by no means exhaustive, but it's a start . . .
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Tis a new year
Tis a new year and now's the time to look back . . . to Christmas.
Chris and I spent Christmas weekend in Nashvegas with my family. We had a wonderful time and were lavished with love (and presents). We spent Christmas Eve with at my grandmother's and Christmas day at my house. I had Monday off and Chris and I went shopping with my mom at Target, where I got a fabulous new outfit.
The next week involved a special Christmas with my husband where we exchanged gifts and then watched the water pour into our apartment (trust me, it wasn't as romantic as it sounds). After a somewhat crazy work-week, and a very long drive, we arrived in Spartanburg.
Once we got there we had Christmas with Chris's immediate family and watched Tobey Tyler. Tobey Tyler is a movie about a boy who runs away and joins a circus, where he befriends a monkey named Mt. Stubbs. (The monkey doesn't die.) Saturday we went to Chris's grandparents and met the extended family for dinner and more gifts. There were a lot of younger cousins, and therefore lots of noise.
I spent a lovely New Year's Eve curled up on the couch with my husband. I also got my first ever kiss on New Year's! :) The rest of the weekend was calm and restful, which was exactly what I needed.
Here I am, back at work (which is still somewhat crazy), looking forward to what this year has to hold for me: being a wife, Seesalt, possibly school in the fall. I'm looking forward to 2006 and to what God's going to do both in and through me.
Chris and I spent Christmas weekend in Nashvegas with my family. We had a wonderful time and were lavished with love (and presents). We spent Christmas Eve with at my grandmother's and Christmas day at my house. I had Monday off and Chris and I went shopping with my mom at Target, where I got a fabulous new outfit.
The next week involved a special Christmas with my husband where we exchanged gifts and then watched the water pour into our apartment (trust me, it wasn't as romantic as it sounds). After a somewhat crazy work-week, and a very long drive, we arrived in Spartanburg.
Once we got there we had Christmas with Chris's immediate family and watched Tobey Tyler. Tobey Tyler is a movie about a boy who runs away and joins a circus, where he befriends a monkey named Mt. Stubbs. (The monkey doesn't die.) Saturday we went to Chris's grandparents and met the extended family for dinner and more gifts. There were a lot of younger cousins, and therefore lots of noise.
I spent a lovely New Year's Eve curled up on the couch with my husband. I also got my first ever kiss on New Year's! :) The rest of the weekend was calm and restful, which was exactly what I needed.
Here I am, back at work (which is still somewhat crazy), looking forward to what this year has to hold for me: being a wife, Seesalt, possibly school in the fall. I'm looking forward to 2006 and to what God's going to do both in and through me.
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