eudaemonic- (adj.) producing happiness and well-being

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

I want so much to write on this thing, but really I don't know what to say. It's funny how sometimes the words just flow... and other times... well, these are the times so there's no need to explain. :O)

The truth is I should have a ton to write about. I am back at home and that means that I'm de-ja-vewing back to high school every second of every day. For example, right now I am on the computer and we have dial-up. Instead of staring at the the mouse hourglass graphic turn over, over and over, waiting for my page to load, I play computer solitaire. SOLITAIRE!!! I have forgotten how much I love that game! Because I had wireless and other faster connections at school, I haven't played in four years! (Note: Four years ago is when I last lived with my family). It feels good to be back home. It's kind of like the old re-runs of Home Improvement or Saved by the Bell... when you watch them you feel like your insides have been hugged, or like it's Christmas day (not the excitement of the day with the presents and stockings, but the consistencies of the day... part of its specialness comes because it is the same every year).

Anyway, I am enjoying solitaire again :O) (hehehe)

There's more though... I'm enjoying my new running trails, I'm so glad to be with my pup again and I just like being with my family. Speaking of family. Little brother Stephen is at FOW for the corps. I'm not sure if corps is capitalized or not... Corps/corps?? Anyway, they took his phone up Monday so we haven't heard from him. He hurt his foot the day before he left, so pray that the wound will not get infected from being in a stinky, smelly, sweaty boot all day long.

And then I found five dollars.

The End.


Saturday, August 19, 2006

I'm going to Elizabeth's baby shower today. I have watched her grow, well, have watched Anne Katherine grow :O), and it is still hard for me to believe that she and Jason are having a baby. If I believe what she's told me, she isn't scared at all. I would be out of my mind boogie-fied! They will be responsible for another human being in a little over a month! It seems like its really easy to mess kids up these days.

"I can't drink water without ice because my great aunt Gertrude went on a cruise and didn't bring me back a piece of an iceberg like she promised." That's not my story :O).... But you get the idea about how easy it is to mess up raising a baby.

The amazing thing, despite all the paranoia, is I know those two will be great parents. They're just so.... good! They were telling me about a parenting class they go to. Well, the newest rage in baby talk isn't crooning, but rather sign language!!! Yes, they teach sign language to babies before they can talk, and viola!!! they can communicate! Maybe viola didn't belong in that sentence, but it's fascinating huh? And they aren't just referencing Dr. Sign lanugage, but also the Bible and our Big Father....

They will raise one wonderful little girl. I'm excited to see how this all turns out :O) :O) :O)

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Greetings :O)

I have had a phrase running through my head for the last couple of weeks.

"I desire to be valiant."

And really, I do... I want to be brave in the Lord. I want to be strong. I want to be solid. I want to say, "Me Lord, send me." Jell-O legs be banished! No fear here! But… I do fear. I do shake. I do question. Buts again, the Lord always conquers those fears. He stands victorious on the other side and I still want to follow Him. I still want to worship Him. He’s big enough to handle my questions. He’s real, alive and here.

Woah baby.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Hello :O) Monday is my last day of class. Today is Saturday. WOAH! I can't even process that. What will I do? Well, short-term plans are working the following week to help out the office (they're short staffed right now and they pay me :O) ). I got a really nice e-mail from them. One of my bosses e-mailed to ask what my "favorites" were, as in food, drink, colors, for a going away party. This woman has never sent me an e-mail. It made me smile :O). Right now I am at the computer lab working on my photography assignments. My final assignment is due Monday. That means that today may be the last time I come here to work. Wow, again. I talked to Tamara today and described campus to her. I like making concrete memories, and descriptions help me do that. I love the way words can stream together to form much more than a sentence... it forms emotion. How is that possible? There is a perfect word for everything, and when someone applies that word to their conversation it just feels good, like the tea has finished seeping and you’re lounging on the couch wearing soft socks. It’s just a good feeling :O) Stephen called from Fish Camp today. HA, for work I was part of a video for the Quack Shack. I sat in the blood drawing chair (eeehhhhhaaaa) and the nurse pretended to draw my blood. Now, I knew it was fake, I knew it. But seeing that needle go so close to my arm made me really nervous. I felt like I was giving blood! I had to look away and think non-fainting thoughts. I really have a problem!!! Maybe I should go get hypnotized. What do you think? :O) Anyway, the video was unveiled at the first Fish Camp and Stephen said he yelled out, “That’s my sister,” and no one believed him. I mean, I am amazingly good looking… I can see how people would think we weren’t related. (hehehehehe, just kidding) Stephen told me they believed him in the end, sighting the curly hair as the “seal the deal” genetic trait linking us together. I hope you have a good day!

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Good grief