Archive for September, 2008

Last Saturday

was the PKD Walk for a Cure in Kansas City. It’s crazy because I feel like there has been all this anticipation as we moved toward that day. Lots of anticipation this summer, first Australia, then the wedding and lastly, the PKD walk. Well it’s was huge and great and wonderful.

my cousin Ben, Alex and Kaitlyn, all in various PKD shirts (well Alex got the color right)

Alex and I getting ready to Walk for a Cure!

the whole family!

In other news, it’s my birthday week! If you didn’t already know, birthdays in our family are BIG and now that we aren’t necessarily all living together, birthdays have stretched into week-long affairs, which I am ALL for. So last night the festivities began as our precious immediate family met at Melting Pot for an AMAZING dinner. I got to open presents AND (drumroll please) Alex and Kaitlyn got me TICKETS TO A NIKKA COSTA CONCERT! Nikka Costa is one of my MOST favorite artists, pretty edgy for me, pretty rock and roll. Of course I discovered my love for her through Cecilia, as she is my music supplier. I am really excited about this. I love when you receive gifts that are thoughtful, someone took the time to really think about what suits you.
So I’m working on homework like mad so I won’t have anything to work on while I’m in D.C.! I am leaving Thursday morning and you’d think I hadn’t been there in a year or something. I’m hoping to see everyone and soak in everything and that the weekend goes REALLY slowly.

That’s about it!

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true to form

I have a GINORMOUS amount of homework, which really isn’t my fault.  Nevertheless I am avoiding it thanks to xanga, woo!  Yesterday when I woke up our internet didn’t work and neither did our landline phone.  So after calling AT&T to report the problem and being told it would be fixed in 2-4 hours I went about my day.  Then they called back and said it wouldn’t be until SUNDAY until our phone was fixed (phone takes precedence over internet apparently).  Mom called them back and used the “mom” voice.  You know what I’m talking about, the voice that means YOU ARE SO IN TROUBLE, YES YOU!  Honestly my heart always races when I hear the mom voice, even if I KNOW it’s not me or happen to remember that, oh yeah, I’m (almost) 25 years old!  So we have a priority flag on our account.  But I’m still internet-less.  I went to the library today to use the internet.  Did it work?  no.  So when I finally went to work and thankfully the baby was sleeping, I got onto the internet to find that I have MASSIVE amounts of homework due tomorrow by 11 PM.  GAH.  Currently I’m at my second job of the day, using their internet/laptop and avoiding my homework.  The baby collapsed (fell asleep in an abrupt manner, not literally collapsed) at 7ish, almost 2 hours before expected and still fully clothed in day clothes, no time to put on pajamas.  I bet you think that all signs are pointing to me doing homework, huh?  You would be right.  I am stopping the avoidance right now!

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retrospect

I am looking at pictures from Australia, as I often do, if only to remind myself that I was indeed there. I did see amazing and beautiful things, tasting a bit of heaven for 3 wonderful weeks. Of course I should be studying at the moment. Remember way back when I was at JBU and would write here when a big project was due or it was finals week. I suppose blogging is one of my favorite distractions, along with picture gazing. Looking at these pictures, as well as the ones from the wedding and Alaska and the boys I nannied for, I wonder, “did that really happen, is this really my life?” It seems like such a flash. I’ve been listening to Imogen Heap lately when I drive and when I do that I SWEAR I’m driving in Northern Virginia on a cold autumn day because that is when I first fell in love with her music. I love music memories, they can be so surreal. But I digress. I’ve lived almost 25 years of life. Where did it all go? At the end of someone’s life, is it like this? Where they look back and think, “did that really happen?” Not that I plan on experiencing the end of my life anytime soon. I still have to get back to Australia! I am so thankful for music, photographs and old journals, in only to remind me of what did happen. Just thinking a lot, looking forward to so much more life.
I said before that I didn’t think anyone really read this anymore, which is discouraging to be sure. But do I blog so that people will read it? I don’t know. I debate every new entry because I wonder if there is a point. I think I do it for me though. Although I do keep a journal, that is something for me only, I like writing things I can share. So I will continue to share with the world so I can know that I was here.

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on being nervous

I never thought myself to be a nervous person. I guess being a “nervous person” depends on what one’s idea of nervous is. I always associated nervous with trying out for a play or a job interview and since I don’t do those things, well, there is no need to get all worked up. Recently though, I’ve found that maybe I am nervous. I have nervous habits! For the majority of my life I bit my fingernails, a disgusting habit, I know. When I finally broke myself of it I was delighted to find that I have nice nails once I let them grow and I was not getting sick as often as before. Unfortunately when I stopped biting my nails I started doing other things, like (prepare yourself) chewing the inside of my mouth. I’m fairly mortified to announce that here because it’s gross to see it typed out like that. Once I stopped doing that, I started rubbing my fingernails so that they became buffed and shiny. When I am at social gatherings or at the few college parties I attended, I would clutch a bottle or plastic cup full of water the entire time, consuming vast amounts of water. Did the consumption of water melt my nerves away? Why no, it did not. It did give me an excuse out of awkward situations as I had to use the bathroom quite frequently. The list goes on and on as far as weird things I do when I am uncomfortable. Some things I still do, some I have stopped. The question still remains though, why am I so nervous? Maybe it’s not out of nervousness, maybe it’s boredom or anxiety or something. Who knows.
I wish my nervous habit was making money magically appear. seriously.

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Politicking

I’ve been hoping to blog about something substantial because I’ve been driving alone a lot lately, which leads to a lot of thinking. Usually I forget my ideas or feel they are not developed enough to express here but today I’ve got something to say. I’ve been wrestling with giving up blogging lately too, I’ve just been feeling like sometimes it alienates us rather than bring us together. And I’m not sure anyone even reads this, but it does feel good to send it out there. I don’t know. Anyways, with all the politics in the air, well, it’s been stirring up feelings and whatnot. This season in my life I’ve really been challenged to love people, just love them, especially when it’s hard like in response to their anger or frustration. “Answer in love” has been my sort of “mantra” because I constantly have to remind myself to do this, no matter how much I wish it were a natural reflex. Our pastor has spoken a bit about politics lately and before, though not in the “I support this party and this candidate” way. A lot of what he has said has stuck with me, like that we should be more critical of our OWN party, our OWN group than we are of other people or other parties. One time he was talking about how people start believing that we must elect a certain candidate because it’ll make the world more like God wants (I’m paraphrasing), but that no one will usher in heaven on earth because only Jesus can do that. God’s Kingdom on earth will get here with Jesus comes again, so stop thinking that you can speed it up by electing so-and-so. He also mentioned that we get more excited and passionate about politics than we do about Jesus, which I can personally attest to. What it is about politics and the “other guy” that gets us so riled up…how dare whoever say our candidate is wrong, yet we just stand by when somebody says something about Jesus. Maybe we’re afraid of offending in the name of Jesus but not in the name of our politics. So I’m trying to be passionate about Jesus, let politics roll off my back (although I did attend a rally today) and love everyone no matter who they are voting for, protesting or bad-mouthing.
That’s what is going on here, well besides homework and quality time with my brother.

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Very well.

I’m copying this, as well, from Reb. 

A. Attached or Single? Single.  Wouldn’t have it any other way for now!

B. Best Friend? Cesselot

C. Cake or Pie? Well I’ve only recently become a fan of pie, but I’m still picky as to type.  I’ll eat most any cake, so I say CAKE!

D. Day of choice? Friday, so full of hope with the weekend ahead!

E. Essential Item? Jesus, duh.  Can’t live without that!

H. Hometown? Lansing, Kansas

I. Favorite indulgence? Oooh.  Starbucks.  And yarn.  Preferably indulging with both simultaneously.

K. Kids? LOVE THEM!  Not having any anytime soon though (I like sleep).

L. Life isn’t complete without?  (same question as “essential item”) I say SLEEP, see above and this is #2 after my E. answer

O. Oranges or apples? oooo, Apples, they are more common around this house.

P. Phobias? Oh boy.  Choking while sleeping and no water next to my bed.  All my teeth falling out before I’m 100 (recurring dream).  I could go on forever.

Y. Your favorite food? Pasta

Z. Zodiac sign? bla.  Libra. 

I am back from the Lake, lots to do.

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