In case you haven't heard, I am an employee at Mayo Clinic! I've been there for a month and it feels great! It's an odd realization, but I love wearing a lab coat. As soon as I slipped mine on that first day, it felt right :) Yes. I am a nerd. (But maintaining that "cool" nerd status!)
I am a Clinical Lab Tech in the Immunodermatology unit. I check serum and biopsies for various skin/intestinal based diseases NOT including cancer and acne. There are no more than seven people in the lab on a given day and I don't work weekends or holidays!! Pros: I'm learning tons. I'm in a lab. I'm surrounded by my "own" kind. Con: DRAMA central. There was an actual fight yesterday! Yelling and crying, but no fisticuffs. It's pretty ridiculous. People just need to talk less and work more!
My building is located downtown, which I'm super stoked about. I love the atmosphere down there. I can have lunch with the Studios crew, there is a Starbucks and Caribou in the subway, and I get to ride a bus to work! I've listened to many 'This American Life' podcasts on the commutes.
I wasn't really finding the job challenging on a manual level, but yesterday/today we had a minor crisis situation! I feel like I thrive on those days:) We generally do 700-800 samples a day of EMAs. But all 700 of yesterdays samples didn't work. So, we had 1500 samples to do today! That's insane!!! We did 1100 of the samples and are holding over the rest till tomorrow. It was very exciting to challenge ourselves to see how many we could bust out! We could've done more, but we didn't want the powers-to-be to think that we can do that regularly, so we shot (and hit) for mediocre.
Other aspects of life are good! I'm on the search for an apartment or possibly a house. The temp is generally below zero now, but there have been some great walks in the snow. Today, I was walking around downtown after work. It was snowing (without the wind), I was listening to Christmas music and Jamie Lidell, and I had a Truffle Espresso from Starbucks in one hand and Christmas paper in the other. It was a beautiful afternoon!
I can't think of anything exciting right now. Christmas is around the corner and I'm anticipating the marathon of Christmas movies!
12.16.2008
10.24.2008
A Season of Patience
My parents used to have a plaque with a cartoon drawing of an Irish monk on it. It was about 4x4 in size, sitting next to the record player. The monk is sitting on a hill of clovers and speaking to God. He's asking "Please give me patience. And I want it RIGHT NOW!" It might as well have been a picture of me. I couldn't stand that plaque.
The last 10 months have been a roller coaster of emotions and learning! Sadly (Greatly) the lessons continue. I have not been offered or denyed the position and it's been a business week since my follow-up interview. I was told that I would know in a week if I had the job or not. I heard my phone ring at work and I ran across the studio to see Shel's name on the caller ID. Aaagg! God has a wicked sense of humor! I'm checking email every 10 minutes. There is a pile of mail sitting on the table and I don't want to look through it yet for that letter. I'm sort of enjoying this place. The chance, the hope, the possibility!
Either way...
The last 10 months have been a roller coaster of emotions and learning! Sadly (Greatly) the lessons continue. I have not been offered or denyed the position and it's been a business week since my follow-up interview. I was told that I would know in a week if I had the job or not. I heard my phone ring at work and I ran across the studio to see Shel's name on the caller ID. Aaagg! God has a wicked sense of humor! I'm checking email every 10 minutes. There is a pile of mail sitting on the table and I don't want to look through it yet for that letter. I'm sort of enjoying this place. The chance, the hope, the possibility!
Either way...
10.06.2008
Driving -- MN Style
#1) What does a solid, double yellow mean?
A. That both lanes may pass
B. That neither lane may pass
C. That the North bound lane may pass
D. None of the above
Answer: B
#2) When a school bus is stopped with red flashing lights and the stop sign extended_____
A. all traffic must come to a stop.
B. all traffic must yield.
C. on-coming traffic may speed by, without care of child-safety.
D. it is now a good time to start the driving license machine on fire.
Answer: C
Seriously. MN throws caution to the wind when it comes to child safety. PC version of birth control perhaps. That question/answer was one of the nine questions that I got wrong. I FAILED my written test. (I'll wait while you die of laughter...)
Still laughing? Alright, just a bit longer...
I have been driving since I was 14 (student driver). That is 13 years of driving. No accidents (well, one. But I was rear-ended at a traffic light) and minimal moving violations (none in the last...6 years). Granted, I barely passed the written the first time. But I totally aced and schmoozed the driving section! The gal administering the test when I was 15 flunked the first two people of the day and actually had a reputation around my school for flunking people. I ACED it! I am a good driver!
But, apparently, my non-haphazard, commonsense way of driving isn't good enough in MN. When passing a bicyclist on the road, I give as much room as possible. I would give a car width if possible. But that's too good for MN. Bicyclists only deserve six feet. But let's go crazy and allow folks to turn left on red! Because that is totally safe and smart.
I had a feeling I was going to fail the test. Honest, I did. But not that badly! The conversation at the counter after the test went like this:
Guy: "Uhh, do you want a manual?" he said with shock and disgust.
Me: "No thanks. I have one."
Guy: "Uhh, okay... You can come back in a day or so and try again." he said, maintaining the disgust.
Me: "Sounds super! See you in a few! I'll bring the coffee."
Okay. I didn't really say that. But what was I supposed to say?! "I'm sorry, but the rest of the country obeys this set of laws and not those. It stinks that Canada has infiltrated our society enough to make us believe that we can turn left on red. Too bad we didn't see it coming, because they look just like us. Pity."
So, I'll be having a study session on Wed evening if anybody would like to make a study group. Test time is hopefully on Thursday! Friday at the latest.
Peace out and safe driving. Keep on eye on those buses and hit as many children as possible, because that's MN Style!
A. That both lanes may pass
B. That neither lane may pass
C. That the North bound lane may pass
D. None of the above
Answer: B
#2) When a school bus is stopped with red flashing lights and the stop sign extended_____
A. all traffic must come to a stop.
B. all traffic must yield.
C. on-coming traffic may speed by, without care of child-safety.
D. it is now a good time to start the driving license machine on fire.
Answer: C
Seriously. MN throws caution to the wind when it comes to child safety. PC version of birth control perhaps. That question/answer was one of the nine questions that I got wrong. I FAILED my written test. (I'll wait while you die of laughter...)
Still laughing? Alright, just a bit longer...
I have been driving since I was 14 (student driver). That is 13 years of driving. No accidents (well, one. But I was rear-ended at a traffic light) and minimal moving violations (none in the last...6 years). Granted, I barely passed the written the first time. But I totally aced and schmoozed the driving section! The gal administering the test when I was 15 flunked the first two people of the day and actually had a reputation around my school for flunking people. I ACED it! I am a good driver!
But, apparently, my non-haphazard, commonsense way of driving isn't good enough in MN. When passing a bicyclist on the road, I give as much room as possible. I would give a car width if possible. But that's too good for MN. Bicyclists only deserve six feet. But let's go crazy and allow folks to turn left on red! Because that is totally safe and smart.
I had a feeling I was going to fail the test. Honest, I did. But not that badly! The conversation at the counter after the test went like this:
Guy: "Uhh, do you want a manual?" he said with shock and disgust.
Me: "No thanks. I have one."
Guy: "Uhh, okay... You can come back in a day or so and try again." he said, maintaining the disgust.
Me: "Sounds super! See you in a few! I'll bring the coffee."
Okay. I didn't really say that. But what was I supposed to say?! "I'm sorry, but the rest of the country obeys this set of laws and not those. It stinks that Canada has infiltrated our society enough to make us believe that we can turn left on red. Too bad we didn't see it coming, because they look just like us. Pity."
So, I'll be having a study session on Wed evening if anybody would like to make a study group. Test time is hopefully on Thursday! Friday at the latest.
Peace out and safe driving. Keep on eye on those buses and hit as many children as possible, because that's MN Style!
9.29.2008
9.22.2008
A Staggering Statistic
Join the Journey is an event/group that raises awareness for breast cancer. They also raise money for prevention education, for cancer patient care, for research, and to publish/hand out a book with questions and answers about the cancer, treatment and coping with the disease. They do a lot!
The 10-mile walk was yesterday and it was impressive! There were 965 registered walkers and over 100,000 dollars was raised! Both of those numbers are astounding, but the other set of numbers is what got me. Literally took my breath away.
5-10% of breast cancer cases are inherited. 5-10%, people!! Inherited! That means that 90% of cases are from diet, lifestyle and whatever else is being studied and blamed these days. I thought it was the other way around. I thought my biggest fears, my ONLY fears were skin cancer and heart disease. Both of which I will inherit, but both of which I can keep at bay for a very long time. I make healthy choices. I make smart choices. I eat properly, I exercise, I wear loads of sunscreen.
But for all the good choices I make, I don't do one big, huge, ginormous thing to keep myself healthy. A REGULAR self exam. Ladies, this is the most important thing you can do for yourself. Once a month. That's it! Fellas, you love your sisters? Wives? Mommas? I know it's awkward, but ask them, remind them, slip them the info. Would you rather discuss breast exams or funeral plans?
http://cms.komen.org/komen/AboutBreastCancer/index.htm
As staggering as the statistic is. As much as it has made an impression on me, one other thing was staggering. I saw more "In Celebration of..." signs than i saw "In Memory of...". It's fantastic! Strides for prevention and early detection have been a huge part of that. I pray that this pattern continues.
Sis-in-law, Mom and I had a great afternoon of speed walking (swing those arms!) and talking. Of paddling a dragon boat and of stashing loaves of bread into butt-bags (funny if you were there). I'll look for you all next year! Peace and love my friends!
This man's celebration sign made us go "awwww". Pitter-patter went our hearts! It reads "In Celebration of ... My Wife/BFF"
The 10-mile walk was yesterday and it was impressive! There were 965 registered walkers and over 100,000 dollars was raised! Both of those numbers are astounding, but the other set of numbers is what got me. Literally took my breath away.
5-10% of breast cancer cases are inherited. 5-10%, people!! Inherited! That means that 90% of cases are from diet, lifestyle and whatever else is being studied and blamed these days. I thought it was the other way around. I thought my biggest fears, my ONLY fears were skin cancer and heart disease. Both of which I will inherit, but both of which I can keep at bay for a very long time. I make healthy choices. I make smart choices. I eat properly, I exercise, I wear loads of sunscreen.
But for all the good choices I make, I don't do one big, huge, ginormous thing to keep myself healthy. A REGULAR self exam. Ladies, this is the most important thing you can do for yourself. Once a month. That's it! Fellas, you love your sisters? Wives? Mommas? I know it's awkward, but ask them, remind them, slip them the info. Would you rather discuss breast exams or funeral plans?
http://cms.komen.org/komen/AboutBreastCancer/index.htm
As staggering as the statistic is. As much as it has made an impression on me, one other thing was staggering. I saw more "In Celebration of..." signs than i saw "In Memory of...". It's fantastic! Strides for prevention and early detection have been a huge part of that. I pray that this pattern continues.
Sis-in-law, Mom and I had a great afternoon of speed walking (swing those arms!) and talking. Of paddling a dragon boat and of stashing loaves of bread into butt-bags (funny if you were there). I'll look for you all next year! Peace and love my friends!
This man's celebration sign made us go "awwww". Pitter-patter went our hearts! It reads "In Celebration of ... My Wife/BFF"
9.17.2008
Rosie's Newest Accessory
I have lived, played and worked in MN long enough. I decided it was time to "cross-over". Plus, my tags are about to expire and I was supposed to do this seven months ago. 'Oops' (she said sarcastically)
I also realized this week that this blog has deviated away from its original purpose. My apologies! I have a few things in the mix that will hopefully put the Adventure back in Microgirl! Till then... a few random local wanderings.
I took part in a study that compares soccer player legs with the everyday man's legs. Apparently all my ligaments are still attached (a load off my mind!) and my left leg bends further than my right. That was a big deal I guess, because the two doctors making measurements were all "Really?! Wow!". Sadly, I couldn't take the award for furthest bent leg. That honor goes to Big Bro. Still beating me! He just can't let me win! :) Some of the reading of the release form was pretty funny. i.e. "You will not be billed to be part of the study." Thank goodness! I get charged to help them right a silly paper?! "Why take part in the study? The reimbursement may be a motivating factor." Well yeah. I already know that soccer players are superior to everybody else. I was paid better for my not-quite-an-hour spent at the study than I would've being at work! Which made me think that I need to find more studies to be part of.
There are two MASSIVE spiders sitting around the homestead. One is making a web directly outside the front door. I'm not allowed to remove the spider b/c the family wants to see how big it gets. The web isn't totally blocking the door yet. So, there's really only one problem. The last time I was bit by a spider, I was paralyzed and spent a good amount of time in a hospital. So, I offer this challenge. Whoever identifies this spider wins a lunch. (I'm praying that you live in Italy!)
Yes. It is eating a bee. Very cool! I just don't want it to eat me. And I believe it could.
I also realized this week that this blog has deviated away from its original purpose. My apologies! I have a few things in the mix that will hopefully put the Adventure back in Microgirl! Till then... a few random local wanderings.
I took part in a study that compares soccer player legs with the everyday man's legs. Apparently all my ligaments are still attached (a load off my mind!) and my left leg bends further than my right. That was a big deal I guess, because the two doctors making measurements were all "Really?! Wow!". Sadly, I couldn't take the award for furthest bent leg. That honor goes to Big Bro. Still beating me! He just can't let me win! :) Some of the reading of the release form was pretty funny. i.e. "You will not be billed to be part of the study." Thank goodness! I get charged to help them right a silly paper?! "Why take part in the study? The reimbursement may be a motivating factor." Well yeah. I already know that soccer players are superior to everybody else. I was paid better for my not-quite-an-hour spent at the study than I would've being at work! Which made me think that I need to find more studies to be part of.
There are two MASSIVE spiders sitting around the homestead. One is making a web directly outside the front door. I'm not allowed to remove the spider b/c the family wants to see how big it gets. The web isn't totally blocking the door yet. So, there's really only one problem. The last time I was bit by a spider, I was paralyzed and spent a good amount of time in a hospital. So, I offer this challenge. Whoever identifies this spider wins a lunch. (I'm praying that you live in Italy!)
Yes. It is eating a bee. Very cool! I just don't want it to eat me. And I believe it could.
9.06.2008
Beautiful Fall
I LOVE coaching! I love walking the sideline with a scratch pad and pen in my hand. I love cheering on the girls. I love getting them motivated. I love teaching them how to play the game. I. Love. Coaching.
There was a little bit of chaos at the game, but that's what happens with the way that the league is set up. 22 girls. One practice team. Break the group into two teams at gameday. Can't make a great lineup, since I'm not sure who will show. But, I had a general one made up and changed it as we went!
Granted this is only the first week, but I think we'll do great. Lots to work on, but that's what practices are all about. Even the slightly crazy girl had a smile on today!
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ps. does anybody else get choked up when watching 'The Incredibles'? Especially the ending.
There was a little bit of chaos at the game, but that's what happens with the way that the league is set up. 22 girls. One practice team. Break the group into two teams at gameday. Can't make a great lineup, since I'm not sure who will show. But, I had a general one made up and changed it as we went!
Granted this is only the first week, but I think we'll do great. Lots to work on, but that's what practices are all about. Even the slightly crazy girl had a smile on today!
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ps. does anybody else get choked up when watching 'The Incredibles'? Especially the ending.
9.02.2008
A Brief History of Labor Day
The holiday originated in 1882 as the Central Labor Union (of New York City) sought to create "a day off for the working citizens".
The End.
Things accomplished on this weekend of non-Labor in Sioux Falls @ a music fest:
1) Spent loads of time with BFF Rachel. (she forgave me for not remembering her b-day. probably b/c i was holding her child on a leash.)
2) Spent quality time with Tom, Mike and Yuri (aka MxPx) Great show as always. They sure can rock for being over 30!
3) Checked out, loved/disliked some new bands -- Sorry guys, I'm just unable to enjoy Michael W. But John Reuben was sweet!
4) Ate raw s'mores -- too windy for fires
5) Learned new ways to not be bored at a festival -- people hurdling
6) Learned proper etiquette of Lifelight -- no showering allowed
7) Dancing cardboard robots rock
8) Jolly Green Giant -- nuff said
9) Road. Trip.
The End.
The End.
Things accomplished on this weekend of non-Labor in Sioux Falls @ a music fest:
1) Spent loads of time with BFF Rachel. (she forgave me for not remembering her b-day. probably b/c i was holding her child on a leash.)
2) Spent quality time with Tom, Mike and Yuri (aka MxPx) Great show as always. They sure can rock for being over 30!
3) Checked out, loved/disliked some new bands -- Sorry guys, I'm just unable to enjoy Michael W. But John Reuben was sweet!
4) Ate raw s'mores -- too windy for fires
5) Learned new ways to not be bored at a festival -- people hurdling
6) Learned proper etiquette of Lifelight -- no showering allowed
7) Dancing cardboard robots rock
8) Jolly Green Giant -- nuff said
9) Road. Trip.
The End.
8.25.2008
The Snuggle Party Conversation -- True Story
--A conversation between a five year old and a twenty-seven year old.--
"I want to come downstairs with you."
"No."
"I don't want to be alone!"
"You aren't. You have Ruff-Ruff."
"I thought you were snuggling with him last night."
"Nope."
"Why not? Why weren't you snuggling with him?!"
"I'm not a snuggler."
"Come onnnnn. Everybody is a snuggler."
"I'm not."
"Pleaasssse. Take him."
"No thanks. You take him. Here's Monkey-Face too."
"You take Ruff-Ruff. You need someone to snuggle with."
"No thanks! I'm not a snuggler. Go to bed."
"Pleasssssse take him. Everybody needs to snuggle with somebody."
--Is it true?--
"I want to come downstairs with you."
"No."
"I don't want to be alone!"
"You aren't. You have Ruff-Ruff."
"I thought you were snuggling with him last night."
"Nope."
"Why not? Why weren't you snuggling with him?!"
"I'm not a snuggler."
"Come onnnnn. Everybody is a snuggler."
"I'm not."
"Pleaasssse. Take him."
"No thanks. You take him. Here's Monkey-Face too."
"You take Ruff-Ruff. You need someone to snuggle with."
"No thanks! I'm not a snuggler. Go to bed."
"Pleasssssse take him. Everybody needs to snuggle with somebody."
--Is it true?--
8.11.2008
When Irish Eyes are Smiling
Ah... the weekend. One week, there's nothing to do, the next... a full itinerary.
At my soccer game on Friday night I scored a goal. Made some okay saves. A goal is a goal and a save is a save though. We played a team with guys that were tons faster than I. It was all I had just to keep up! But it was great weather and a great game.
Friday night was also my church group's all-night prayer meeting. I got there late and left early. I wasn't that hyped about going there or the whole idea of it. But once I arrived I was good to go. But, instead of praying and studying, I ended up talking to a gal about her job and her week for almost two hours. She needed somebody to talk to and I had a little venting to do myself, but the vibe completely left me. I stayed for another hour, trying to get back into the spirit, but I felt like I was insulting what the others were there for. So, I headed home at 3 in the morning.
Six hours of sleep later, I was up and raring to go! It was IrishFest up in St. Paul and I was excited! Not to just be around "my own people", but b/c Flogging Molly was there. Oh, there were other great things too. I learned the Irish Jig and how to social dance. I ate Fish n Chips. I saw many a man in a kilt... I feel like I'm ready to head to the Emerald Isle and I'd fit right in!
Flogging Molly was a blast! Some of my favorite moments involved pushing others into the mosh pits to save myself from being sucked in. Seeing people of all ages in the crowd singing, dancing, jumping and loving the music. And seeing that chivalry is not dead. I have a few separate scenarios for that! The first was that a gal was trying to leave the crowd. It was an outdoor venue, but still insanely crowded and packed. Out of nowhere, this fella with a horn coming out of his chin yelled: "Hey! Let the lady through!" Needless to say, we were all stunned! But, the seas parted and she was able to pass. The next moments involved men watching out for their women. I was standing next to this girl who was holding onto this little Asian guy and the boyfriend was standing behind her. Now, she wasn't the type of girlfriend who is at the show (and having a horrible time) just b/c her boyfriend is there. She was singing along and didn't seem bothered by all the turmoil in the crowd. But, as soon as a mosh pit started up next to us, her boyfriend came charging in and put himself b/t the pit and his girl. How adorable is that?! He would then give a quick kiss on the cheek and they'd keep dancing.
Sunday was an easy day at the house. My back is a bit sore from the concert. (Getting hit and pushed around.) Made some cookies, made some dinner, played outside with the neighbors.
It was a great summer weekend.
At my soccer game on Friday night I scored a goal. Made some okay saves. A goal is a goal and a save is a save though. We played a team with guys that were tons faster than I. It was all I had just to keep up! But it was great weather and a great game.
Friday night was also my church group's all-night prayer meeting. I got there late and left early. I wasn't that hyped about going there or the whole idea of it. But once I arrived I was good to go. But, instead of praying and studying, I ended up talking to a gal about her job and her week for almost two hours. She needed somebody to talk to and I had a little venting to do myself, but the vibe completely left me. I stayed for another hour, trying to get back into the spirit, but I felt like I was insulting what the others were there for. So, I headed home at 3 in the morning.
Six hours of sleep later, I was up and raring to go! It was IrishFest up in St. Paul and I was excited! Not to just be around "my own people", but b/c Flogging Molly was there. Oh, there were other great things too. I learned the Irish Jig and how to social dance. I ate Fish n Chips. I saw many a man in a kilt... I feel like I'm ready to head to the Emerald Isle and I'd fit right in!
Flogging Molly was a blast! Some of my favorite moments involved pushing others into the mosh pits to save myself from being sucked in. Seeing people of all ages in the crowd singing, dancing, jumping and loving the music. And seeing that chivalry is not dead. I have a few separate scenarios for that! The first was that a gal was trying to leave the crowd. It was an outdoor venue, but still insanely crowded and packed. Out of nowhere, this fella with a horn coming out of his chin yelled: "Hey! Let the lady through!" Needless to say, we were all stunned! But, the seas parted and she was able to pass. The next moments involved men watching out for their women. I was standing next to this girl who was holding onto this little Asian guy and the boyfriend was standing behind her. Now, she wasn't the type of girlfriend who is at the show (and having a horrible time) just b/c her boyfriend is there. She was singing along and didn't seem bothered by all the turmoil in the crowd. But, as soon as a mosh pit started up next to us, her boyfriend came charging in and put himself b/t the pit and his girl. How adorable is that?! He would then give a quick kiss on the cheek and they'd keep dancing.
Sunday was an easy day at the house. My back is a bit sore from the concert. (Getting hit and pushed around.) Made some cookies, made some dinner, played outside with the neighbors.
It was a great summer weekend.
8.03.2008
Tequila: Friend or Foe
Usually I would tell people that tequila is no friend of mine. Nothing good has ever come of drinking it! But tonight... Tonight feels wonderful! Let me explain.
Tonight was the final night for my women's soccer team. We had a great game! I started midfield (almost scored, almost passed out from running so much), moved to forward (I DID score!) and made my way back to defense (almost scored again, but saved some goals). So I have an overload of endorphins surging through my body from running so much and doing the thing that makes me happiest in this world. Add to that a weak margarita and my anticipation for Monday morning. I am flying high right now!
I'm just so incredibly happy and excited! I had a "melt-down"/crying-out session on Thursday and it feels like a total 180 right now. My brother gave me the advice to go big. I have to do more than sending an application through email if I want anything. Why have I not thought of this before? I've always said that if I could just meet people and explain to them that I could do the job, if they could just meet me, I'd be set! So first-ish thing Monday morning I'm going after a job. I have a cover letter (if you can call it that), a resume, and my heart. If they could just see my heart and desire for the position... I know I would be good at it.
I'm shaking I'm so excited! I KNOW that God has something for me. I've always been sure of that. I've just always questioned the time-line. I've never fully trusted that end of it. But I can feel it now! I KNOW IT'S THERE! I just need to be observant and growing in the mean time.
So, my friends, be vigilant. I've faltered and I've questioned. Many, if not all of us, have been there. God comes through every time. Give Him your Trust. Give Him your Love. Those are the hardest things for me to give anybody, but who could possibly be more deserving than our greatest fan? Our Father? The One who loves us no matter how many times we slam the door closed in His face? He's sitting outside, waiting. Every time... Every time...
Tonight was the final night for my women's soccer team. We had a great game! I started midfield (almost scored, almost passed out from running so much), moved to forward (I DID score!) and made my way back to defense (almost scored again, but saved some goals). So I have an overload of endorphins surging through my body from running so much and doing the thing that makes me happiest in this world. Add to that a weak margarita and my anticipation for Monday morning. I am flying high right now!
I'm just so incredibly happy and excited! I had a "melt-down"/crying-out session on Thursday and it feels like a total 180 right now. My brother gave me the advice to go big. I have to do more than sending an application through email if I want anything. Why have I not thought of this before? I've always said that if I could just meet people and explain to them that I could do the job, if they could just meet me, I'd be set! So first-ish thing Monday morning I'm going after a job. I have a cover letter (if you can call it that), a resume, and my heart. If they could just see my heart and desire for the position... I know I would be good at it.
I'm shaking I'm so excited! I KNOW that God has something for me. I've always been sure of that. I've just always questioned the time-line. I've never fully trusted that end of it. But I can feel it now! I KNOW IT'S THERE! I just need to be observant and growing in the mean time.
So, my friends, be vigilant. I've faltered and I've questioned. Many, if not all of us, have been there. God comes through every time. Give Him your Trust. Give Him your Love. Those are the hardest things for me to give anybody, but who could possibly be more deserving than our greatest fan? Our Father? The One who loves us no matter how many times we slam the door closed in His face? He's sitting outside, waiting. Every time... Every time...
7.26.2008
Holy Orange Kayak Batman!
Take 4 morning people. Add some kayaks. Mix in a dollop of sunshine and a dash of breeze and you have the makings of a beautiful Saturday. My new kayaking buddies (I have kayaking buddies!!) and I headed out this morning at the obscene hour of 8am to New Weston (or West Newton. I'm still confused.) and hopped into the Upper Mississippi. So much FUN!!
We paddled around some backwaters through huge "fields" of lilly pads. We saw a few species of cranes. Saw some other massive pterodactyl size birds and saw clams that were the size of my fist. Nancy and I belted out a great rendition of 'Happy Birthday' to Tony... So much more! I got beached. I got stuck in a "swamp". I got myself out of a swamp. I got myself un-beached. I dodged a speeding boat and relaxed on a beach. We even regaled each other with boating stories. (Think big-fish stories but with kayaks!)
Now it gets hard. My boat is more recreational than traveller. It's short and fat (the way I like my men! :D j/k). So I'm already working about 3x harder than everybody else just to keep up and to get through the lilly pad fields and swamps. But now we need to paddle up river back to portage. We enter the main channel of the Great Mississippi and I'm pushing. I'm pulling. I'm digging. My forearms HURT! Tony offered to exchange boats with me, but everybody was being so great in taking it easy that I was able to mostly keep up and not keep us back too much. Tony is really cool about reiterating that we paddle together for social reasons, not to race. It's always great to be doing something you love without getting a guilt trip!
We saw a group of kayakers heading down river and that was cool. They were impressed that we were heading up river. Actually, everybody who talked to us was impressed. I was impressed! We even received a few compliments on our sweet sculpted arms!
The only dim part of the day is that I DESPISE my carrier system. I pulled over so many times to tighten my tethers and to reposition the kayak on top of the car. I felt like a complete idiot. I cannot WAIT to get a different, BETTER system. There were so many times that I thought the hook at the end of a tie would swing up and crash into my windshield or that the kayak was going to slide off the roof!
Afterwards, we headed up to Slippery's in Wabasha and had some great chow along the river. I also found a few camping/boating places that I want to check out! What a great day.
We paddled around some backwaters through huge "fields" of lilly pads. We saw a few species of cranes. Saw some other massive pterodactyl size birds and saw clams that were the size of my fist. Nancy and I belted out a great rendition of 'Happy Birthday' to Tony... So much more! I got beached. I got stuck in a "swamp". I got myself out of a swamp. I got myself un-beached. I dodged a speeding boat and relaxed on a beach. We even regaled each other with boating stories. (Think big-fish stories but with kayaks!)
Now it gets hard. My boat is more recreational than traveller. It's short and fat (the way I like my men! :D j/k). So I'm already working about 3x harder than everybody else just to keep up and to get through the lilly pad fields and swamps. But now we need to paddle up river back to portage. We enter the main channel of the Great Mississippi and I'm pushing. I'm pulling. I'm digging. My forearms HURT! Tony offered to exchange boats with me, but everybody was being so great in taking it easy that I was able to mostly keep up and not keep us back too much. Tony is really cool about reiterating that we paddle together for social reasons, not to race. It's always great to be doing something you love without getting a guilt trip!
We saw a group of kayakers heading down river and that was cool. They were impressed that we were heading up river. Actually, everybody who talked to us was impressed. I was impressed! We even received a few compliments on our sweet sculpted arms!
The only dim part of the day is that I DESPISE my carrier system. I pulled over so many times to tighten my tethers and to reposition the kayak on top of the car. I felt like a complete idiot. I cannot WAIT to get a different, BETTER system. There were so many times that I thought the hook at the end of a tie would swing up and crash into my windshield or that the kayak was going to slide off the roof!
Afterwards, we headed up to Slippery's in Wabasha and had some great chow along the river. I also found a few camping/boating places that I want to check out! What a great day.
7.20.2008
MN Drivers don't Like Me Either!
I was almost hit by another car tonight. Not nearly as close as the crosswalk incident, but this one was a MUCH higher speed. I was in the middle of the road and had to literally run to get out of the way. I barely made it.
Other news: I had a number of asissts at my soccer game tonight. Pretty excited about that. The top of my right foot is swollen. I kicked the bottom of somebody's cleat at full power, I was stepped on a few times on Fri, and at tonights game I thought I was about to break my ankle b/c of a tangle that took both of us to the ground. Instead, she landed with all of her weight on my foot and twisted it in a very nasty way. My veins are bulging! ps. we won:)
Other news: I had a number of asissts at my soccer game tonight. Pretty excited about that. The top of my right foot is swollen. I kicked the bottom of somebody's cleat at full power, I was stepped on a few times on Fri, and at tonights game I thought I was about to break my ankle b/c of a tangle that took both of us to the ground. Instead, she landed with all of her weight on my foot and twisted it in a very nasty way. My veins are bulging! ps. we won:)
6.30.2008
Auntie Maim - The Story of a RollerGirl Wannabe
Why do we voluntarily subject ourselves to massive amounts of physical pain? Whether it's long term or short term, I don't think it matters. The point is that we do it. My reason for this weekends self-torture is to have no regrets. One of my dad's favorite lines from a song (and I'm in agreement. say what?!) sung by Frank Sinatra is "regrets. I've had a few, but still, too few to mention." That's how I want to LIVE my life. Without regrets. Without the "what-ifs". Without backward wishing.
On Sunday afternoon, I spent four hours of my life trying out for the MN Rollergirls. Yes! I tried out for a roller derby team! The 15min warmup was ladders of skating the rink at full speed, then at 80%, full speed, 80%, etc. For 15mins. I was done. I gave it my best, but I was literally about to throwup and then pass out in my puke. I'm not kidding! Within two minutes, all I could hear in my head is "What have you done! What have you gotten yourself into! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!" Thankfully, I'm not a quitter. 15mins isn't enough for a life story! I stuck it out.
If you remove the passing out and throwing up scenario, but repeat the "What have I done" phrasing, you have my Sunday afternoon in a nutshell! We ran drills (all at full speed). We practiced falling and getting back up (at full speed). We skated as a jam. We had agility and speed tests. We did pushups, fly lifts, mountain climbers, situps and butt exercises with all our gear on. I should weigh everything, but it must be atleast an extra 20lbs of weight on my legs and arms. If that doesn't sound like much, I challenge you to do all those things in roller skates, without falling over, as hard as you can, while people are yelling at, for as long as they tell you to. I dare you.
The last drill we did is called "10mins in Hell". And it was. Again, they wanted us to put every last bit of ourselves into this. We had to skate the rink for 10 full mins at our max. No coasting. No dinking around. Push it until you collapse. Push it until you can't push any further and then go more.
For the last 3 hours and 50 minutes you've given every bit of energy you have. But they want more. They want heart! They want tenacity! They want RollerGirls! For 10mins you could hear people pushing themselves. Girls gasping for air. Girls cursing at the pain. You could hear girls cheering each other on. "You can do this!" "Finish it!" "Only 10mins!"
It was beautiful.
I didn't make the team. I'm not sorry for that. I went there, I gave my all and I left knowing I accomplished something. I left with a huge smile on my face. I left with a sore butt, shins, back, arms, hips... But I left with a smile.
On Sunday afternoon, I spent four hours of my life trying out for the MN Rollergirls. Yes! I tried out for a roller derby team! The 15min warmup was ladders of skating the rink at full speed, then at 80%, full speed, 80%, etc. For 15mins. I was done. I gave it my best, but I was literally about to throwup and then pass out in my puke. I'm not kidding! Within two minutes, all I could hear in my head is "What have you done! What have you gotten yourself into! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!" Thankfully, I'm not a quitter. 15mins isn't enough for a life story! I stuck it out.
If you remove the passing out and throwing up scenario, but repeat the "What have I done" phrasing, you have my Sunday afternoon in a nutshell! We ran drills (all at full speed). We practiced falling and getting back up (at full speed). We skated as a jam. We had agility and speed tests. We did pushups, fly lifts, mountain climbers, situps and butt exercises with all our gear on. I should weigh everything, but it must be atleast an extra 20lbs of weight on my legs and arms. If that doesn't sound like much, I challenge you to do all those things in roller skates, without falling over, as hard as you can, while people are yelling at, for as long as they tell you to. I dare you.
The last drill we did is called "10mins in Hell". And it was. Again, they wanted us to put every last bit of ourselves into this. We had to skate the rink for 10 full mins at our max. No coasting. No dinking around. Push it until you collapse. Push it until you can't push any further and then go more.
For the last 3 hours and 50 minutes you've given every bit of energy you have. But they want more. They want heart! They want tenacity! They want RollerGirls! For 10mins you could hear people pushing themselves. Girls gasping for air. Girls cursing at the pain. You could hear girls cheering each other on. "You can do this!" "Finish it!" "Only 10mins!"
It was beautiful.
I didn't make the team. I'm not sorry for that. I went there, I gave my all and I left knowing I accomplished something. I left with a huge smile on my face. I left with a sore butt, shins, back, arms, hips... But I left with a smile.
6.26.2008
I heart Thursdays
Thursday is the day that I get to play nanny for the boys. And boy do I love it! We have our rough patches, but it's generally a great time. For example...
Last week we had a zoo/picnic/hiking/park/ice cream day. Then a nap. A long, long nap...
Jonas (2yrs old) associates me with cake and cookies. When he sees me he starts saying cake. Repeatedly. But he has recently learned two new words! Brownies and Kayak! So now when he sees me he rotates saying Cake or Brownie. And when I ask what he would like to do today he says kayak (he's been out once!). Love IT!!
Today, to celebrate Rochesterfest, the boys and I headed over to the Nickel Carnival. I had no idea what to expect, how many nickels would be needed or if I'd be able to get nickels there. So, after lunch we stopped by the bank and I withdrew $10 in nickels. As I was waiting to receive those nickels, I realized how many I was getting. 200 nickels. 200 nickels! I was starting to think that $10 in nickels may have been an excessive choice :) Especially after we got to the carnival and I saw what was there. Bean bag tosses, kiddie basketball, ring tosses, hockey shooting and a big bouncy thing. Then repeat. We had a great time! I think they really enjoyed being in charge of their nickels and handing them to the game bosses. The boys fell asleep on the 10min ride home and I now have 8 dollars and 40 cents in nickels sitting in my purse!
Last week we had a zoo/picnic/hiking/park/ice cream day. Then a nap. A long, long nap...
Jonas (2yrs old) associates me with cake and cookies. When he sees me he starts saying cake. Repeatedly. But he has recently learned two new words! Brownies and Kayak! So now when he sees me he rotates saying Cake or Brownie. And when I ask what he would like to do today he says kayak (he's been out once!). Love IT!!
Today, to celebrate Rochesterfest, the boys and I headed over to the Nickel Carnival. I had no idea what to expect, how many nickels would be needed or if I'd be able to get nickels there. So, after lunch we stopped by the bank and I withdrew $10 in nickels. As I was waiting to receive those nickels, I realized how many I was getting. 200 nickels. 200 nickels! I was starting to think that $10 in nickels may have been an excessive choice :) Especially after we got to the carnival and I saw what was there. Bean bag tosses, kiddie basketball, ring tosses, hockey shooting and a big bouncy thing. Then repeat. We had a great time! I think they really enjoyed being in charge of their nickels and handing them to the game bosses. The boys fell asleep on the 10min ride home and I now have 8 dollars and 40 cents in nickels sitting in my purse!
6.15.2008
My Hands should now be referred to as Claws.
Today was Carefest in Rochester. The churches in the community come together and do a massive cleanup of schools, parks and other community places. I worked at the local Boys and Girls Club. When I arrived I was asked if I had a preference for painting, landscaping or carpeting. I said I had no preference and to put me where I was needed! Oohhhhh, the lessons learned today!
I tore up carpet. I scraped glue from the floors. I laid new carpeting. I cut pieces of carpeting to finish the edging. I pulled weeds. I went to the bathroom at 8am and didn't go again till 6:30pm. I had two snack bars to eat throughout the day and had a 10min break the enitre day. As I drove home, my hands were in so much pain that I could barely turn the steering wheel! I'm waiting to see if my hands cramp in a claw position after all the glue scraping!
After Carefest, I got showered, grab a bite to eat and headed out for some Moonlight Kayaking! Amber (a new friend/coworker) met me at the Studio and I loaded up the boat. We were on the Hwy and I was keeping an eye on my back tie-downs. Then, it happened. The tether came undone and went one way, my kayak went the other! I'm FREAKING out that the boat is going to fall and start rolling down the highway! I quickly/safely pull over and assess the situation. Praise the Lord (!!!) the center strap was able to keep the boat on top of my car. It had flipped and was now sitting perpendicular to the roof of the car. Amber helped me get things put back to rights and I put the tethers on the front of the car instead of the back. We pulled onto the highway and the thought occurred to me "I'm on the wrong road!". I was heading towards the interstate instead of the park! So, we had a nice tour of the country and southern Rochester:)
The kayaking was AMAZING! as expected. I brought three friends along and they all had a good time! There were quite a few folks there this time, so it was great to meet so many people and to be on the lake!
After kayaking, Amber and I headed back to the studio to change and head out for Salsa dancing! We were all dressed up and crossed the street to Sontes. Sontes was closed. Salsa night was LAST Saturday:( Bummed, we headed to our cars and decided to go to the Redwood Room. Closed. Where else can we go??? Perkins. That's a big fat negatory! Off to our homes we went.
So a bummer ending, but what a great/busy/crazy day! My hands weren't too bad while kayaking, but they're really starting to hurt now. I'm watching the 1930s version of 'Frankenstein. The one with Boris Karloff. Good stuff:)
I tore up carpet. I scraped glue from the floors. I laid new carpeting. I cut pieces of carpeting to finish the edging. I pulled weeds. I went to the bathroom at 8am and didn't go again till 6:30pm. I had two snack bars to eat throughout the day and had a 10min break the enitre day. As I drove home, my hands were in so much pain that I could barely turn the steering wheel! I'm waiting to see if my hands cramp in a claw position after all the glue scraping!
After Carefest, I got showered, grab a bite to eat and headed out for some Moonlight Kayaking! Amber (a new friend/coworker) met me at the Studio and I loaded up the boat. We were on the Hwy and I was keeping an eye on my back tie-downs. Then, it happened. The tether came undone and went one way, my kayak went the other! I'm FREAKING out that the boat is going to fall and start rolling down the highway! I quickly/safely pull over and assess the situation. Praise the Lord (!!!) the center strap was able to keep the boat on top of my car. It had flipped and was now sitting perpendicular to the roof of the car. Amber helped me get things put back to rights and I put the tethers on the front of the car instead of the back. We pulled onto the highway and the thought occurred to me "I'm on the wrong road!". I was heading towards the interstate instead of the park! So, we had a nice tour of the country and southern Rochester:)
The kayaking was AMAZING! as expected. I brought three friends along and they all had a good time! There were quite a few folks there this time, so it was great to meet so many people and to be on the lake!
After kayaking, Amber and I headed back to the studio to change and head out for Salsa dancing! We were all dressed up and crossed the street to Sontes. Sontes was closed. Salsa night was LAST Saturday:( Bummed, we headed to our cars and decided to go to the Redwood Room. Closed. Where else can we go??? Perkins. That's a big fat negatory! Off to our homes we went.
So a bummer ending, but what a great/busy/crazy day! My hands weren't too bad while kayaking, but they're really starting to hurt now. I'm watching the 1930s version of 'Frankenstein. The one with Boris Karloff. Good stuff:)
6.12.2008
Just Wondering
Going for very long walks is one of my favorite things to do. Going on these walks on a summer night is definitely in my Top 5.
I was all geared up to go for a run tonight. I started my warmup, had the music jamming, knew my route -- but I just couldn't do it. I very quickly felt that tonight was going to be a quiet night of listening. I changed the music over to Sigur Ros and started the walk.
For as little as I vocalize, I really do have a lot to say. So trying to get my head cleared out and calmed down took some effort and I had to remind myself often, "shhhhhh". But I ended up having good conversation. We spoke of how I was making similar daily life choices reminiscent of a year or two ago, but the present results and reasoning were different. We spoke of how I'm too guarded of my heart. We spoke of being welcomed into Heaven with circus music in the background. Much ground was covered!
A dear friend gave me some advice before I left Greeley. He said that I couldn't be so "rooaaarrrr". That's it. And, honestly, I took it to heart! When I speak with people, I try to be aware of my body position and what my face is saying. I try to speak a bit more softly, a bit more femininely and not so "Oh yeah! Well I can kick your butt!". I'm also trying to be less ornery. So I'm getting that area dealt with, but I still don't let people in. I don't let others see what's going on inside. I can count the number of people that I have been comfortable with, that I trusted enough to truly speak with, on one hand. You may even be able to cut off a few fingers and still count them!
If it's in my future to have a husband, to meet "My One", will I be able to open my heart enough initially for him to see me? To want me? Or am I going to miss out... miss him, because I just can't open it? Why do i have such difficulties in this area? I've never had my heart hurt. I know what it's like to be loved, so shouldn't I want to love others so they can feel it too? Why do I feel so unworthy of love?! Like I said, we spoke and I'm supposed to work on opening up, a little at a time. I don't need to give all of me to everybody, but I do need to give some.
As for my current choices, results and reasonings. Everything is awesome here! My past choices hid things inside me that I didn't want to deal with. I was so busy, occupied, tired that I didn't have the time/energy to deal with my innerbeing. Now, those same actions are for good! I'm just waking up my spirit and getting my confidence back!
Besides all that, I'm just stoked to be going to Heaven and to have some jammin, fun music to listen to on the way!
It's going to be a rockin' weekend, so stay tuned!
p.s.
I love feeling God's arm wrap around my shoulder.<><
I was all geared up to go for a run tonight. I started my warmup, had the music jamming, knew my route -- but I just couldn't do it. I very quickly felt that tonight was going to be a quiet night of listening. I changed the music over to Sigur Ros and started the walk.
For as little as I vocalize, I really do have a lot to say. So trying to get my head cleared out and calmed down took some effort and I had to remind myself often, "shhhhhh". But I ended up having good conversation. We spoke of how I was making similar daily life choices reminiscent of a year or two ago, but the present results and reasoning were different. We spoke of how I'm too guarded of my heart. We spoke of being welcomed into Heaven with circus music in the background. Much ground was covered!
A dear friend gave me some advice before I left Greeley. He said that I couldn't be so "rooaaarrrr". That's it. And, honestly, I took it to heart! When I speak with people, I try to be aware of my body position and what my face is saying. I try to speak a bit more softly, a bit more femininely and not so "Oh yeah! Well I can kick your butt!". I'm also trying to be less ornery. So I'm getting that area dealt with, but I still don't let people in. I don't let others see what's going on inside. I can count the number of people that I have been comfortable with, that I trusted enough to truly speak with, on one hand. You may even be able to cut off a few fingers and still count them!
If it's in my future to have a husband, to meet "My One", will I be able to open my heart enough initially for him to see me? To want me? Or am I going to miss out... miss him, because I just can't open it? Why do i have such difficulties in this area? I've never had my heart hurt. I know what it's like to be loved, so shouldn't I want to love others so they can feel it too? Why do I feel so unworthy of love?! Like I said, we spoke and I'm supposed to work on opening up, a little at a time. I don't need to give all of me to everybody, but I do need to give some.
As for my current choices, results and reasonings. Everything is awesome here! My past choices hid things inside me that I didn't want to deal with. I was so busy, occupied, tired that I didn't have the time/energy to deal with my innerbeing. Now, those same actions are for good! I'm just waking up my spirit and getting my confidence back!
Besides all that, I'm just stoked to be going to Heaven and to have some jammin, fun music to listen to on the way!
It's going to be a rockin' weekend, so stay tuned!
p.s.
I love feeling God's arm wrap around my shoulder.<><
6.10.2008
There's a Reason They Call Me 'Clatters'
I am a HUGE clutz. There's a hanging plant outside the front door. It's been there since probably April. I just nailed it big time with my head. I actually have a headache from it! Sadly, this isn't the only time I've run into it...
As I was walking into the house and closing the door, I somehow clipped my heel. It's not just a skin abrasion. There is a good chunk of skin missing.
I fall down stairs. I fall up stairs. I run into walls, doors, people and vehicles. I stubbed my toe bad enough the other day that it bled. I've dropped Lucas a good number of times when he was smaller. I've dropped glasses, plates, platters of food and expensive pieces of lab equipment. I trip over absolute nothingness.
Hello, my name is Colleen and I am a clutz.
As I was walking into the house and closing the door, I somehow clipped my heel. It's not just a skin abrasion. There is a good chunk of skin missing.
I fall down stairs. I fall up stairs. I run into walls, doors, people and vehicles. I stubbed my toe bad enough the other day that it bled. I've dropped Lucas a good number of times when he was smaller. I've dropped glasses, plates, platters of food and expensive pieces of lab equipment. I trip over absolute nothingness.
Hello, my name is Colleen and I am a clutz.
5.17.2008
My Idea of Perfection
What a great day and amazing night!
The day started off with a devotional on the topic of "The Habit of Rising to the Occasion". It spoke of how God allows adversities to enter our lives to see if we jump over them properly. Do we complain or do we God-Shine? Am I rising to the occasions or am I complaining? Do I have a readiness to face anything? Am I a true, life showing, speaking, thinking and emotionally evident of my faith, my God? Even as I'm typing this, more than 12 hours after initially reading it, parts of it are still striking me as "WOW, I suck!" God is giving me all of these opportunities to grow, to shine... and I'm treating them like burdens. Like my cross is so great because I don't have a career or because I can't find an apartment. Poor little Colleen! Suck it up and let your stinkin' light shine!!
Next time you see me, please check if my light is shining. If it's not, please ask me why? Then slap me so I wake up:)
The next neato part of the day involved Frisbee Golf! A friend and I headed to a course that neither of us had been to. It was a BEAUTIFUL afternoon! Sunshine, slight breeze, good conversation, great 2 rounds of golf! Came home smiling!
But, the most bestest part of my day started at 9pm. I met a group of kayakers at Chesterwood Park for some moonlight paddling. YES! We paddled around this 140 acre lake by the light of the moon! It was perfect.
Obviously, sight was limited! I did get stuck on a log for a bit:) But, I was able to (eventually) maneuver my way off of it. I saw eagle silhouettes, heard beavers smacking the water with their tales, scared the bajeezers out of geese who in turn scared the bajeezers out of me! The moon rippled across the water as we made our silent wakes. You stop paddling and you hear... nothing. Maybe another paddler, but we often times got so spread out that it felt like I was completely alone. At one point, I was concerned that I had made a wrong turn and that I'd lost the leader, the group and my way back to the dock!
We had great conversations. We had great weather. I had a great time. It was peaceful. It was perfect.
The day started off with a devotional on the topic of "The Habit of Rising to the Occasion". It spoke of how God allows adversities to enter our lives to see if we jump over them properly. Do we complain or do we God-Shine? Am I rising to the occasions or am I complaining? Do I have a readiness to face anything? Am I a true, life showing, speaking, thinking and emotionally evident of my faith, my God? Even as I'm typing this, more than 12 hours after initially reading it, parts of it are still striking me as "WOW, I suck!" God is giving me all of these opportunities to grow, to shine... and I'm treating them like burdens. Like my cross is so great because I don't have a career or because I can't find an apartment. Poor little Colleen! Suck it up and let your stinkin' light shine!!
Next time you see me, please check if my light is shining. If it's not, please ask me why? Then slap me so I wake up:)
The next neato part of the day involved Frisbee Golf! A friend and I headed to a course that neither of us had been to. It was a BEAUTIFUL afternoon! Sunshine, slight breeze, good conversation, great 2 rounds of golf! Came home smiling!
But, the most bestest part of my day started at 9pm. I met a group of kayakers at Chesterwood Park for some moonlight paddling. YES! We paddled around this 140 acre lake by the light of the moon! It was perfect.
Obviously, sight was limited! I did get stuck on a log for a bit:) But, I was able to (eventually) maneuver my way off of it. I saw eagle silhouettes, heard beavers smacking the water with their tales, scared the bajeezers out of geese who in turn scared the bajeezers out of me! The moon rippled across the water as we made our silent wakes. You stop paddling and you hear... nothing. Maybe another paddler, but we often times got so spread out that it felt like I was completely alone. At one point, I was concerned that I had made a wrong turn and that I'd lost the leader, the group and my way back to the dock!
We had great conversations. We had great weather. I had a great time. It was peaceful. It was perfect.
5.08.2008
I've learned of couple of things this week.
The first:
I went Salsa dancing this past Monday for Cinco de Mayo. I took an 1 1/2hr lesson first and then the party followed. Party was a bit of a let down. Thought there would be TONS more people there. But that's not important. I danced and I had fun! I had good partners that were good leaders. Even the fella who wasn't entirely sure what he was doing, of what was going on, he still took control. He spun me, he moved me, he asked how I was doing! A courteous leader! Now, I don't like letting people "have control" over me. Totally unnatural and I don't have trusting nature. But I LOVED letting go! Why?! What was so different? I was letting complete strangers spin me, move me, control me! So the lesson I learned/realized/felt is that I need to let go. I need to let others take control sometimes and enjoy the outcome! Even if my feet get stepped on or I get spun the wrong way. I will always end up where I need to be for the next move.
I know. I'm hot:P
The second:
Cake decorating class has taught me more than how to make flowers, stars, letters and clowns. It has taught me that it's best to have a big rump! A big rump is essential. A big rump makes for easy holding on to!
My teacher didn't really care for the fact that my clowns had axes:)
The third:
Falling down steps hurts.
The fourth:
Changing your hair part can make you feel like a new person! Saucy even!
The first:
I went Salsa dancing this past Monday for Cinco de Mayo. I took an 1 1/2hr lesson first and then the party followed. Party was a bit of a let down. Thought there would be TONS more people there. But that's not important. I danced and I had fun! I had good partners that were good leaders. Even the fella who wasn't entirely sure what he was doing, of what was going on, he still took control. He spun me, he moved me, he asked how I was doing! A courteous leader! Now, I don't like letting people "have control" over me. Totally unnatural and I don't have trusting nature. But I LOVED letting go! Why?! What was so different? I was letting complete strangers spin me, move me, control me! So the lesson I learned/realized/felt is that I need to let go. I need to let others take control sometimes and enjoy the outcome! Even if my feet get stepped on or I get spun the wrong way. I will always end up where I need to be for the next move.
I know. I'm hot:PThe second:
Cake decorating class has taught me more than how to make flowers, stars, letters and clowns. It has taught me that it's best to have a big rump! A big rump is essential. A big rump makes for easy holding on to!
My teacher didn't really care for the fact that my clowns had axes:)
The third:
Falling down steps hurts.
The fourth:
Changing your hair part can make you feel like a new person! Saucy even!
4.29.2008
In my quest for knowledge I have embarked on a journey of understanding, imagination, motor skills and artistic ability. I am enrolled in a...Cake Decorating Class! I've made stars. I've made borders. I've made roses and written a message. I have baked, layered, frosted, decorated and ate four cakes in the past month. Yet I am STILL not at the capacity of my knowledge! Class continues for a few more weeks until we are all able to make the perfect "every occasion" cake, "clown" cake and "doll" cake. The knowledge available is (not quite) limitless!
Now, the pictures you are about to see aren't quite Susie Homemaker. I'm more...avant garde. When Mrs. Lex (yes, I call her Mrs. Lex) tells me to use green for the leaves, I say "WOMAN! I will use purple for my leaves if I so choose!" Then she looks at me over the rim of her glasses and I mix enough green frosting to fill a rose garden. So enjoy and feel free to contact me for your next occasion! I make pretty stars*
Now, the pictures you are about to see aren't quite Susie Homemaker. I'm more...avant garde. When Mrs. Lex (yes, I call her Mrs. Lex) tells me to use green for the leaves, I say "WOMAN! I will use purple for my leaves if I so choose!" Then she looks at me over the rim of her glasses and I mix enough green frosting to fill a rose garden. So enjoy and feel free to contact me for your next occasion! I make pretty stars*
4.25.2008
Different day, same battles
You wouldn't have to read more than three or four of my posts to know that I have NO clue as to what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. But, when I got the go ahead to leave CO and move to MN, I knew things were changing! God was speaking in a voice that I was able/willing to hear!
Granted my first week or so was rough. It took me awhile to get out of my funk (which never fully left till March!). But things were rolling! Things were happening! I was seeing God working around me!
My first week in town at my brother's indoor soccer game, I met a supervisor for one of the labs at Mayo! We talked about soccer, my work experience and how to get a job at Mayo. He gave me his card and told me to send him my info and that he'd take a look and help me out! A few emails later...It didn't work out.
So I keep applying for jobs. I'm spreading out into surrounding communities now.
The day after my birthday I received a phone call from a fella asking me out! We met for an awkward cup of coffee, we emailed, sent messages on Facebook. He turned out to be sweet, nice, honest, a gentleman. And he has this dry sense of humor that is pretty great. A few dates later...It didn't work out.
So I keep envisioning my life single. Living the Colleen version of Wild and Carefree.
I started looking at my finances to see about getting an apartment. I wrote out all my expenses and my income. A few calculations later...It didn't work out.
So I continue my life in the basement. Actually, this one is an awesome blessing!
The question is and always has been - What do you want from me?!? What am I doing wrong? What am I missing? How am I supposed to be growing during this period that I'm just not getting?!
I had the thought tonight that I'm pretty oblivious to things happening in my life. What I mean is, I don't see the lessons that I could/should be learning. I keep using the excuse, "Well I've been on my own for so long..." Am I supposed to be learning to share again? Have I become selfish with my life? Do I need to work on my communication and people skills more? Why is my job so hard for me? What can I be taking from that?
Surprise surprise. More questions. Maybe I should've been a journalist. I (half) jokingly ask people to talk to God about me and to come back with an answer. But, if anybody has any words of wisdom, I could use a book worth! Oh wait. I think that's called the Bible!
Peace out friends. May God speak to you in a language that you can/are willing to hear. <><
Granted my first week or so was rough. It took me awhile to get out of my funk (which never fully left till March!). But things were rolling! Things were happening! I was seeing God working around me!
My first week in town at my brother's indoor soccer game, I met a supervisor for one of the labs at Mayo! We talked about soccer, my work experience and how to get a job at Mayo. He gave me his card and told me to send him my info and that he'd take a look and help me out! A few emails later...It didn't work out.
So I keep applying for jobs. I'm spreading out into surrounding communities now.
The day after my birthday I received a phone call from a fella asking me out! We met for an awkward cup of coffee, we emailed, sent messages on Facebook. He turned out to be sweet, nice, honest, a gentleman. And he has this dry sense of humor that is pretty great. A few dates later...It didn't work out.
So I keep envisioning my life single. Living the Colleen version of Wild and Carefree.
I started looking at my finances to see about getting an apartment. I wrote out all my expenses and my income. A few calculations later...It didn't work out.
So I continue my life in the basement. Actually, this one is an awesome blessing!
The question is and always has been - What do you want from me?!? What am I doing wrong? What am I missing? How am I supposed to be growing during this period that I'm just not getting?!
I had the thought tonight that I'm pretty oblivious to things happening in my life. What I mean is, I don't see the lessons that I could/should be learning. I keep using the excuse, "Well I've been on my own for so long..." Am I supposed to be learning to share again? Have I become selfish with my life? Do I need to work on my communication and people skills more? Why is my job so hard for me? What can I be taking from that?
Surprise surprise. More questions. Maybe I should've been a journalist. I (half) jokingly ask people to talk to God about me and to come back with an answer. But, if anybody has any words of wisdom, I could use a book worth! Oh wait. I think that's called the Bible!
Peace out friends. May God speak to you in a language that you can/are willing to hear. <><
4.13.2008
The Name Game
I was reading an article in the NY Times the other day about how people forge "bonds" with others who have the same name. And these "others" are found via the internet. One of the craziest things is, the similarities found between the Googlegangers. Yes! there's a term for people with similar names. Similarities range from hobbies, to professions, to spouses!
So in the spirit of finding my other selves I googled! And I am stunned. And I am freaked. Here are my reults:
The first hit is for a spelling bee contestant in NY. I am also a spelling bee champion.
Second hit is a gal who graduated in 1971 from a Pittsburgh HS. I like cheesesteak sandwiches. (ok, so that one's reaching!)
Third...head coach for Eastern Oregon soccer team! Word to the third on that one:)
A tax deviant also pops up. I claim NO likability to that one!
A Maid of Honor, clothes designer, Katrina victim, math whiz, dead.
The real me pops up on pages 1 and 2! A facebook result, Roch Community Band and for this blog.
I have no message. No "Moral of the Story" or "Meaning of Life" to relay. I guess it's take it or leave it. This could prove that we are all somehow connected. This could prove nothing. I just thought it was an interesting/cool article! Maybe you'd like to check it out!
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/10/us/10names.html?_r=2&scp=2&sq=same+name&st=nyt&oref=slogin&oref=slogin
So in the spirit of finding my other selves I googled! And I am stunned. And I am freaked. Here are my reults:
The first hit is for a spelling bee contestant in NY. I am also a spelling bee champion.
Second hit is a gal who graduated in 1971 from a Pittsburgh HS. I like cheesesteak sandwiches. (ok, so that one's reaching!)
Third...head coach for Eastern Oregon soccer team! Word to the third on that one:)
A tax deviant also pops up. I claim NO likability to that one!
A Maid of Honor, clothes designer, Katrina victim, math whiz, dead.
The real me pops up on pages 1 and 2! A facebook result, Roch Community Band and for this blog.
I have no message. No "Moral of the Story" or "Meaning of Life" to relay. I guess it's take it or leave it. This could prove that we are all somehow connected. This could prove nothing. I just thought it was an interesting/cool article! Maybe you'd like to check it out!
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/10/us/10names.html?_r=2&scp=2&sq=same+name&st=nyt&oref=slogin&oref=slogin
4.09.2008
3.25.2008
Thanks Sgt Friday
Ladies and Gentlemen,
The story you are about to read is true. Names have not been changed to protect the innocent.
1830 on Tuesday, March 25. A 10-84 is called in involving two dogs and a walker on the corner of Kenosha Dr NW and Monroe Dr NW. There were no 10-48s.
The walker, Colleen, heard running dog sounds, turned and saw two German Sheperds (GS) coming at herself and her dog, Annie. The GS wearing a blue collar proceeded to attack Annie at the throat. The second GS stood by and watched. Colleen screamed at the dogs. She kicked once, but became concerned with losing a limb. So she tried pulling Annie out of the 10-84. Annie's collar slipped off. Colleen then started hitting the GS with the leash and collar, still screaming at the animals. One GS headed back in the direction from it came. The GS fighting with Annie stopped and let Annie up.
Colleen and Annie backed away from the GS. Eye contact was kept and the leash was held at the ready incase of another attack. The GS watched Annie and Colleen till out-of-sight.
Annie is okay. Colleen called Big Brother and Animal Control. Annie had some nice treats with her dinner.
On March 25, there was no trial held in Superior Court, City of Rochester, County of Olmsted, State of Minnesota. Ergo, there are no results for this trial.
The story you are about to read is true. Names have not been changed to protect the innocent.
1830 on Tuesday, March 25. A 10-84 is called in involving two dogs and a walker on the corner of Kenosha Dr NW and Monroe Dr NW. There were no 10-48s.
The walker, Colleen, heard running dog sounds, turned and saw two German Sheperds (GS) coming at herself and her dog, Annie. The GS wearing a blue collar proceeded to attack Annie at the throat. The second GS stood by and watched. Colleen screamed at the dogs. She kicked once, but became concerned with losing a limb. So she tried pulling Annie out of the 10-84. Annie's collar slipped off. Colleen then started hitting the GS with the leash and collar, still screaming at the animals. One GS headed back in the direction from it came. The GS fighting with Annie stopped and let Annie up.
Colleen and Annie backed away from the GS. Eye contact was kept and the leash was held at the ready incase of another attack. The GS watched Annie and Colleen till out-of-sight.
Annie is okay. Colleen called Big Brother and Animal Control. Annie had some nice treats with her dinner.
On March 25, there was no trial held in Superior Court, City of Rochester, County of Olmsted, State of Minnesota. Ergo, there are no results for this trial.
3.24.2008
Quotes of the Week
"Daddy! You didn't wipe me well enough and now my butt is rotten!"
heard while trying to get in the carseat -- "By the Power of Grayskull!"
heard while trying to get in the carseat -- "By the Power of Grayskull!"
3.22.2008
Places in Rochester that Smell
1. Sterling State Bank lobby. The one on Broadway. It's a weird mildewy, b.o., odd spice smell. I'm in there once or twice a week and it surprises (and sickens) me every time. They need some breath mints.
2. Section b/t Sterling State Bank and Post Office. The ones on Broadway. It has that cold, old, b.o. stank.
3. The armory. Granted, it's also a sports facility with international players. This one isn't sooo bad. Just during warmups.
4. Skyway section that does NOT go to the government building. I can't think of it right now...
I'm sure to add as I venture out more!
2. Section b/t Sterling State Bank and Post Office. The ones on Broadway. It has that cold, old, b.o. stank.
3. The armory. Granted, it's also a sports facility with international players. This one isn't sooo bad. Just during warmups.
4. Skyway section that does NOT go to the government building. I can't think of it right now...
I'm sure to add as I venture out more!
3.16.2008
And the Band Played On
I had my first Rochester Community Band concert Saturday night! It was soooo super fun! (And yes. Once a band nerd, always a band nerd.) I had a personal victory with one of the pieces. I was asked to switch parts the week before the concert. I've never been one to practice, but I DID look at the piece once outside of rehearsal. I had one rehearsal day to play the piece and then to perform it. I was asked to switch parts because of the difficulty level and the other guy playing it couldn't do it on his own. Rehearsal wasn't that great. But the concert! I nailed it! It was in a repeat section, so I nailed it twice!! Small victories;)
My mom was awesome and drove an hour to see/hear me/us. (She's the super coolest!) After the concert we went for the traditional post-concert ice cream! Good times:)
Next concert in early June in case anybody's in town!
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My mom was awesome and drove an hour to see/hear me/us. (She's the super coolest!) After the concert we went for the traditional post-concert ice cream! Good times:)
Next concert in early June in case anybody's in town!
<><
A New Record!
What an amazing afternoon of caching!! I made a new record for myself! I found all 6 caches that I was looking for. 6 for 6!
My 1st cache was on a bike trail close to the house. Sadly, it was frozen in place so I couldn't sign the log! I hope that counts:) I may have parked illegally.
2nd cache was a park and grab. Sadly, my skills at park and grab are EXTREMELY poor. I had to walk quite a bit.
3rd cache was poorly hidden! It was a tupperware container with a red lid. It was hidden in the bushes, but the bushes had no leaves. So, as soon as you get close you see it! Somebody put a piece of sod over it and some sticks, but it was still super obvious.
4th cache was a fun trek down a hill. I was stabbed a few times by thorns and almost didn't make it back up the hill because of the ice and snow. I may have parked illegally...again.
5th and 6th caches were in a hidden park! Oooooooo. Hidden! Again with the snow and ice! A dangerous trek, put totally worth it! The trail is around an old quarry and it overlooks the entire city. It was secluded now, but I can imagine with all the tree leaves and grasses how secluded it'll be in a few months! This is currently my favorite place in the city. Aesthetics wise:) I'm looking forward to walking/running all the paths! I wasn't illegally parked this time.
So that's it. 6 for 6!!! An amazing afternoon!
My 1st cache was on a bike trail close to the house. Sadly, it was frozen in place so I couldn't sign the log! I hope that counts:) I may have parked illegally.
2nd cache was a park and grab. Sadly, my skills at park and grab are EXTREMELY poor. I had to walk quite a bit.
3rd cache was poorly hidden! It was a tupperware container with a red lid. It was hidden in the bushes, but the bushes had no leaves. So, as soon as you get close you see it! Somebody put a piece of sod over it and some sticks, but it was still super obvious.
4th cache was a fun trek down a hill. I was stabbed a few times by thorns and almost didn't make it back up the hill because of the ice and snow. I may have parked illegally...again.
5th and 6th caches were in a hidden park! Oooooooo. Hidden! Again with the snow and ice! A dangerous trek, put totally worth it! The trail is around an old quarry and it overlooks the entire city. It was secluded now, but I can imagine with all the tree leaves and grasses how secluded it'll be in a few months! This is currently my favorite place in the city. Aesthetics wise:) I'm looking forward to walking/running all the paths! I wasn't illegally parked this time.
So that's it. 6 for 6!!! An amazing afternoon!
3.14.2008
This Post is for Gary!
What my week has consisted of:
Friday night some new friends, my bro, sis-in-law and I went to the FLUX at the Art Center! The AC was decked out like a lounge/club, the galleries were left open, there was a blues singer and then some DJs. Fantastic! Just what Roch needs! Lots of young, professionals live here and not everybody wants to hang out at a sleazy bar after 10p!
Sunday night I subbed at an indoor game. All girl team vs an all guy team from Morocco. We may have won! Nobody was keeping close track. I then subbed for another team after my game. Good fun! I almost played a third game, but the captain wouldn't let me play on his team b/c I'm a girl. I hope I get to play him some time. I will crush him.
Monday afternoon I played soccer at the gym over the noon hour. Not as much fun as it usually is. The guys were playing too seriously for a pickup/lunchtime game. Then I went and bought new inserts for my soccer shoes. My feet were hurting. And then...I don't remember what else.
Don't remember Tues or Wed. Thurs night was a going-away shindig for one of Shawn and Shel's friend. I almost started crying! I have a pretty good idea of how he may be feeling!
Friday (aka Pi Day) I worked in the morning, had lunch at a disappointing restaurant and then nannied the rest of the day. I took a little nap w/ Jonas (2yr old) and then made wood model airplanes when everybody woke up from naps! I had a 2hr concert band rehearsal then went to the gym. Had yogurt for dinner. Jonas ate half of it. I am now stepping in play-doh and typing a blog.
Saturday I have some errands to run and then my first band concert in ages. Church Sunday and a Gaelic Storm concert on Monday.
Happy? ;P
<><
Friday night some new friends, my bro, sis-in-law and I went to the FLUX at the Art Center! The AC was decked out like a lounge/club, the galleries were left open, there was a blues singer and then some DJs. Fantastic! Just what Roch needs! Lots of young, professionals live here and not everybody wants to hang out at a sleazy bar after 10p!
Sunday night I subbed at an indoor game. All girl team vs an all guy team from Morocco. We may have won! Nobody was keeping close track. I then subbed for another team after my game. Good fun! I almost played a third game, but the captain wouldn't let me play on his team b/c I'm a girl. I hope I get to play him some time. I will crush him.
Monday afternoon I played soccer at the gym over the noon hour. Not as much fun as it usually is. The guys were playing too seriously for a pickup/lunchtime game. Then I went and bought new inserts for my soccer shoes. My feet were hurting. And then...I don't remember what else.
Don't remember Tues or Wed. Thurs night was a going-away shindig for one of Shawn and Shel's friend. I almost started crying! I have a pretty good idea of how he may be feeling!
Friday (aka Pi Day) I worked in the morning, had lunch at a disappointing restaurant and then nannied the rest of the day. I took a little nap w/ Jonas (2yr old) and then made wood model airplanes when everybody woke up from naps! I had a 2hr concert band rehearsal then went to the gym. Had yogurt for dinner. Jonas ate half of it. I am now stepping in play-doh and typing a blog.
Saturday I have some errands to run and then my first band concert in ages. Church Sunday and a Gaelic Storm concert on Monday.
Happy? ;P
<><
3.10.2008
A good alarm clock
I woke up this morning to Michelle playing guitar and Jonas singing along. It's nice waking up with a smile!
3.01.2008
Have you ever felt like you are a part of something that doesn't exist?
I was sitting in a dark, empty theatre tonight, putting my scarf on, pulling on my coat and I felt like I was someplace different. It was familiar. It was comfortable. It wasn't a real place.
Tell me I've seen too many old movies. Call it movie magic. I all of a sudden felt glamourous (in jeans and a sweater). I felt like I was in a theatre in the early 1940s. All when I was wrapping my scarf...
side-note: I'm also apparently using UK English tonight! TheatRE?? GlamOUrous?? ok...
I was sitting in a dark, empty theatre tonight, putting my scarf on, pulling on my coat and I felt like I was someplace different. It was familiar. It was comfortable. It wasn't a real place.
Tell me I've seen too many old movies. Call it movie magic. I all of a sudden felt glamourous (in jeans and a sweater). I felt like I was in a theatre in the early 1940s. All when I was wrapping my scarf...
side-note: I'm also apparently using UK English tonight! TheatRE?? GlamOUrous?? ok...
2.27.2008
ow-y
I think I pulled something wrastling with the boys...and Shawn...Come to think of it, who was on my side?!
2.15.2008
Adventures in Babysitting
Hide 'n Seek has to be in my top 5 games. So I was stoked when the nephews said they wanted to play. I had some pretty sweet hiding spots! Nephews aren't that great at it though. (No excuses! So what if they're 2 and almost 5!) I tried hiding under Jonas's bed and nearly got stuck. I then hid in a closet, but my legs were in full view! Oddly enough, Lucas didn't see me!
Annie (the dog) is pretty awesome at Hide 'n Seek. When she was a pup we played all the time. So, if you ask "Where's Colleen?" she goes berserk and starts searching the house. She found me everytime. Then and now! I thought she was going to attack me though the other night! She couldn't really see me, just smell me and she got this guttoral growling, I'm taking you down look. Hilarious when I jumped out!
This is Lucas' best hiding spot of the night:)
Seriously. That is not a staged photo. He really hid there.
Next we made an obstacle course. He had to jump from pillow to pillow and over Mr. Potatoehead. I did my best to tire those boys out! I had to increase the difficulty level though.
Yep. A Blindfold!!
Annie (the dog) is pretty awesome at Hide 'n Seek. When she was a pup we played all the time. So, if you ask "Where's Colleen?" she goes berserk and starts searching the house. She found me everytime. Then and now! I thought she was going to attack me though the other night! She couldn't really see me, just smell me and she got this guttoral growling, I'm taking you down look. Hilarious when I jumped out!
This is Lucas' best hiding spot of the night:)
Seriously. That is not a staged photo. He really hid there.
Next we made an obstacle course. He had to jump from pillow to pillow and over Mr. Potatoehead. I did my best to tire those boys out! I had to increase the difficulty level though.
Yep. A Blindfold!!
1.28.2008
We Rocked that Cradle
Yesterday, the Fagan Crew + 1 (me) headed up to Minneapolis to "Rock the Cradle". It's a cool event put on by 89.3 The Current at a museum. Everything is geared towards the kiddie age bracket (about 5/6 and under). There was a disco, a 'Be An 89.3 DJ' section, an instrument room where various instruments could be played by the kids, an art room and a creepy, kid-song room. Ok, the creepy, kid-song room probably wasn't that creepy, but I haven't had much exposure to songs that repeat a letter, word or number. "A One, A One, A One one. A Two, A Two, A Two two." It haunts me.
It's just cool that arts and music are being encouraged. Especially at such a young age! I loved the Disco area! It was a sweet dance party that'd I'd go to with or without the kiddies. There were mini mosh pits:) I SWEAR!! I was following my 2yr old nephew around the dance floor and it looked like lots of mini mosh pits. The kids see something interesting that another kid is doing, they coagulate, they imitate (usually a kicking move), they form pits. Hilarious!
More kiddie tales to come. OOoooo! I have an adult tale to tell.
I played in an indoor pickup soccer game this afternoon. I NAILED a guy in the woo-hoo. He collapsed. Game was paused. He lopped over to sidelines. His teammates laughed and told me to do it again...only harder! :)
It's just cool that arts and music are being encouraged. Especially at such a young age! I loved the Disco area! It was a sweet dance party that'd I'd go to with or without the kiddies. There were mini mosh pits:) I SWEAR!! I was following my 2yr old nephew around the dance floor and it looked like lots of mini mosh pits. The kids see something interesting that another kid is doing, they coagulate, they imitate (usually a kicking move), they form pits. Hilarious!
More kiddie tales to come. OOoooo! I have an adult tale to tell.
I played in an indoor pickup soccer game this afternoon. I NAILED a guy in the woo-hoo. He collapsed. Game was paused. He lopped over to sidelines. His teammates laughed and told me to do it again...only harder! :)
How Many Sheep did I Count?
Imagine, if you will, a King sized bed. Lots of room to move and spread yourself out on. Now, imagine a healthy 5yr old. Small, right? Right. How about an adorable 2yr old. You have one in mind? Excellent! You all know what I look like. Fairly average sized 26yr old.
Now, put all of us on that King bed you thought of. Plenty of room! We could all make snow angels in the sheets if we wanted to...right? That's a big, fat NEGATORY! The 5yr old is curled up on the 26yr old and the 2yr old is somehow squeezed between us and I'm doing my darndest to NOT fall off the bed!
I literally had 7inches to my name on that bed. (Which means I slept on my side. But, I can't sleep on my side. So I laid on my side for about 4hrs till we had to get up.) Lucas eventually scooted over, but still remained on my third of the bed. Jonas started flipping his legs and arms all over the place to make a spot. He may be a 2yr old, but he has a mean kick!! And Lucas likes to swing his arms around. Thankfully, he only hit me in the face. (that's sarcasm folks)
Yes yes. I did try to move everybody over. But, I'm some sort of super-human, hot-baby-body magnet. Those kids produce SO MUCH HEAT! I was kicking the blankets all off. Then I was freezing b/c my gallons of sweat were cooling in the cold night air. So I had partial blankets on and off. That's not the end of the story! Jonas (remember, the one who kicks and was sleeping on me?) he didn't want the blankets on at all. Everytime he was touched by one, the kicking and arm swinging would start again.
So I'm laying on my side (going numb), I'm freezing, I'm burning up, I'm trying to not fall off the bed and did I mention snoring? I think you get the picture. :P
Now, put all of us on that King bed you thought of. Plenty of room! We could all make snow angels in the sheets if we wanted to...right? That's a big, fat NEGATORY! The 5yr old is curled up on the 26yr old and the 2yr old is somehow squeezed between us and I'm doing my darndest to NOT fall off the bed!
I literally had 7inches to my name on that bed. (Which means I slept on my side. But, I can't sleep on my side. So I laid on my side for about 4hrs till we had to get up.) Lucas eventually scooted over, but still remained on my third of the bed. Jonas started flipping his legs and arms all over the place to make a spot. He may be a 2yr old, but he has a mean kick!! And Lucas likes to swing his arms around. Thankfully, he only hit me in the face. (that's sarcasm folks)
Yes yes. I did try to move everybody over. But, I'm some sort of super-human, hot-baby-body magnet. Those kids produce SO MUCH HEAT! I was kicking the blankets all off. Then I was freezing b/c my gallons of sweat were cooling in the cold night air. So I had partial blankets on and off. That's not the end of the story! Jonas (remember, the one who kicks and was sleeping on me?) he didn't want the blankets on at all. Everytime he was touched by one, the kicking and arm swinging would start again.
So I'm laying on my side (going numb), I'm freezing, I'm burning up, I'm trying to not fall off the bed and did I mention snoring? I think you get the picture. :P
1.15.2008
A Day at Fagan Studios
Today was my official first day of work at Fagan Studios.
It started off with me getting there an hour and a half late. Then we went to lunch. Kidding:) I worked a little first. I furthered my electrician skills by installing a couple of thermostats. It didn't go so great! I had to drill new holes and the screws were stripped before I could get them into the beam. Then we went to lunch.
After lunch, using a hacksaw, I removed the stripped screw and got things figured out. (With a little help from the boss, aka Big Brother.) The second thermostat went much better! Until installation. Holes were too big ;( Had to use wall anchors. Jeepers. I'm an expensive electrician.
Okay. So, thermostats are figured out and my belly is full. Next project? Building a filing cabinet! Piece of cake, right? The cabinet is from IKEA and the directions only have pictures (albeit, some are hilarious!). I like words. Words are good. It took the REST of the day to put this thing together! It was backwards a few times and again, I needed Shawn to help me fix things. I'm an expensive carpenter.
And that was my first day at Fagan Studios!!
www.faganstudios.com
It started off with me getting there an hour and a half late. Then we went to lunch. Kidding:) I worked a little first. I furthered my electrician skills by installing a couple of thermostats. It didn't go so great! I had to drill new holes and the screws were stripped before I could get them into the beam. Then we went to lunch.
After lunch, using a hacksaw, I removed the stripped screw and got things figured out. (With a little help from the boss, aka Big Brother.) The second thermostat went much better! Until installation. Holes were too big ;( Had to use wall anchors. Jeepers. I'm an expensive electrician.
Okay. So, thermostats are figured out and my belly is full. Next project? Building a filing cabinet! Piece of cake, right? The cabinet is from IKEA and the directions only have pictures (albeit, some are hilarious!). I like words. Words are good. It took the REST of the day to put this thing together! It was backwards a few times and again, I needed Shawn to help me fix things. I'm an expensive carpenter.
And that was my first day at Fagan Studios!!
www.faganstudios.com
1.10.2008
Long Version
Starting late Saturday my thought process circled
around "What have I DONE?!?!" The freak-out was
beginning. I figured, no biggy! I was just sad and I'd
fall into happy/excited mode by about Kearney, NE.
No Deal. My brother pointed out that he hadn't seen me
smile ONCE since he'd seen me (first on Sun), and it
was Tues afternoon; I've been getting sick after every
meal; I'd been at the house for 30mins and had already
fallen down the stairs. Great start:)
So, obviously, some self-evaluations were going and I
had a great chat with my brother. The biggest...angst
is/was that I'm giving up my independence. I have as
much an attachment to my freedom as I do to inanimate
objects. So, it's pretty fierce! :) My family knows
who I am and how I get. They (being Mom) really
dislike it, but they raised me this way. The 'rents
wanted me to go to their town Tues night since my
bro/sis-in-law were outta town. I told the 'rents that
I needed "Colleen Time" and that I had a list of
things to get done by weeks end. Mom made fun of my
list. She said to throw it out and enjoy being there.
But, the list is what brought my sanity back. It
focused me. It brought order back to my life. And with
order, there is JOY!! Apparently, I'm Type A. (I find
that insulting!)
So Tues night I put together my room and the bathroom.
I cleaned/straightened up the house (my rent payment!)
and just relaxed. By myself. It was AWESOME!! Exactly
what I needed. My attitude totally flipped with that
list and focus:)
Last night I spent time with Shawn, Shel and Jonas
(youngest nephew) and it was great. Jonas doesn't
really know me, so it worked out great that Lucas was
staying at a b-day party in another town. Jonas and I
are pretty tight now. Lucas showed up this evening and
we've been inseparable. Apparently, he's been wanting
to paint my room since he found out I was moving (he's
4 btw). He wanted to do pink and red with hearts. I'm
not a pink and red with hearts kind-a gal, but he
wanted it b/c he "missed me and was glad I moved
there". That made my heart smile. We cut hearts out of
construction paper instead and he helped me hang them.
He then gave me a fat-lip with a cheap shot to the
face. He's a dirty fighter. :P Brother taught him
well! I love this kid. He chose me to sit next to at
dinner. He sat on my lap while we made hearts and
played with stickers (not grandma's lap, but MINE!).
He wanted me to put him to bed. Jonas has been asking
for MY help down the stairs. He wants to play with me
now too.
Being with this family is...heart-warming. My bro is
amazing to his wife. He's a leader and role model for
his boys. My sis-in-law doesn't nag or push and she
has her own power tools. She's a role model of a
strong woman and wife. And these boys! they have an
infectious laugh.
This is why I am here.
<><
around "What have I DONE?!?!" The freak-out was
beginning. I figured, no biggy! I was just sad and I'd
fall into happy/excited mode by about Kearney, NE.
No Deal. My brother pointed out that he hadn't seen me
smile ONCE since he'd seen me (first on Sun), and it
was Tues afternoon; I've been getting sick after every
meal; I'd been at the house for 30mins and had already
fallen down the stairs. Great start:)
So, obviously, some self-evaluations were going and I
had a great chat with my brother. The biggest...angst
is/was that I'm giving up my independence. I have as
much an attachment to my freedom as I do to inanimate
objects. So, it's pretty fierce! :) My family knows
who I am and how I get. They (being Mom) really
dislike it, but they raised me this way. The 'rents
wanted me to go to their town Tues night since my
bro/sis-in-law were outta town. I told the 'rents that
I needed "Colleen Time" and that I had a list of
things to get done by weeks end. Mom made fun of my
list. She said to throw it out and enjoy being there.
But, the list is what brought my sanity back. It
focused me. It brought order back to my life. And with
order, there is JOY!! Apparently, I'm Type A. (I find
that insulting!)
So Tues night I put together my room and the bathroom.
I cleaned/straightened up the house (my rent payment!)
and just relaxed. By myself. It was AWESOME!! Exactly
what I needed. My attitude totally flipped with that
list and focus:)
Last night I spent time with Shawn, Shel and Jonas
(youngest nephew) and it was great. Jonas doesn't
really know me, so it worked out great that Lucas was
staying at a b-day party in another town. Jonas and I
are pretty tight now. Lucas showed up this evening and
we've been inseparable. Apparently, he's been wanting
to paint my room since he found out I was moving (he's
4 btw). He wanted to do pink and red with hearts. I'm
not a pink and red with hearts kind-a gal, but he
wanted it b/c he "missed me and was glad I moved
there". That made my heart smile. We cut hearts out of
construction paper instead and he helped me hang them.
He then gave me a fat-lip with a cheap shot to the
face. He's a dirty fighter. :P Brother taught him
well! I love this kid. He chose me to sit next to at
dinner. He sat on my lap while we made hearts and
played with stickers (not grandma's lap, but MINE!).
He wanted me to put him to bed. Jonas has been asking
for MY help down the stairs. He wants to play with me
now too.
Being with this family is...heart-warming. My bro is
amazing to his wife. He's a leader and role model for
his boys. My sis-in-law doesn't nag or push and she
has her own power tools. She's a role model of a
strong woman and wife. And these boys! they have an
infectious laugh.
This is why I am here.
<><
1.06.2008
And Here it IS!
Today was loading day. A bit of a rough start. Pops got lost picking bro up from the airport, which pushed the schedule back. That made me nervous b/c we were on a VERY TIGHT schedule. But, we finished with plenty of time to spare!
My amazing friends Cola and Gary showed up ready to lift and move all the heaviness. What great friends. I'm going to miss them more than words could describe.
What a crazy feeling. I've lived here/there for over 4years. This has been my home! My adult life! And I'm leaving it all. Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited for what lies ahead. But like I told Shawn this afternoon--I'll be crying to Kearney b/c I'll be leaving my life. I'll be smiling and excited past Kearney b/c I'll be starting a life. Emotions are whirlwinding:) Still. :P
But now we're sitting in the hotel room, watching American Gladiators. Hitting the road before the sun does. WooHoo for a crazy loooong drive ahead!
My amazing friends Cola and Gary showed up ready to lift and move all the heaviness. What great friends. I'm going to miss them more than words could describe.
What a crazy feeling. I've lived here/there for over 4years. This has been my home! My adult life! And I'm leaving it all. Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited for what lies ahead. But like I told Shawn this afternoon--I'll be crying to Kearney b/c I'll be leaving my life. I'll be smiling and excited past Kearney b/c I'll be starting a life. Emotions are whirlwinding:) Still. :P
But now we're sitting in the hotel room, watching American Gladiators. Hitting the road before the sun does. WooHoo for a crazy loooong drive ahead!
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