I live in a place called Bizzarro-Land. There was an addition of a Bizzarro-Suburb today.
Three weeks ago, I was making phone calls and viewing apartments. Two weeks and five days ago, I was making phone calls and emailing a real estate agent and a lender.
Three weeks ago, I wanted to move out of the Fagan home. Two days ago, I could barely walk out the door.
One week, three days ago I went kayaking on a mostly frozen lake. There was a dead goose frozen to the top of the lake.
One week, two days ago I was sure about the house that I wanted to buy. Two days ago, I wasn't sure about which house I wanted to buy. Two and a half hours ago I am reassured about the house that I want to buy. Maybe. Possibly. I'm almost pretty sure.
Two mornings ago, I got in touch (holler to Facebook!) with one of the few friends I've wanted to find from high school. He has been living in Fort Collins the ENTIRE time I was living in Greeley. He even works at my favorite outdoor gear store. Never knew it.
This past week I ran into a fellow soccer player twice, at very odd places. He works at IBM (across town) and was having lunch at Mayo. Then, we ran into each other at Salsa lessons. Thing is, he's Latino. But he doesn't salsa. He is disgraced and that's why he is taking classes (so he says).
Eight and a half hours ago my supervisor at Mayo told me she took a new position and is leaving in Feb. She then said that she recommended me, ME, to take her place. I've been there not even two months!
1.12.2009
12.16.2008
Miss Me?
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!
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!
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.
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