There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present,
Nor for the future.
All I know is
That I'm here;
Don't know for how long.
I love the way
You live so intensely
Enjoy every minute of life
With space to swing
Your arms around
Laughing loudly
Unlike me
Unlike me
(Kate Havnevik - Unlike Me)
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Random Wednesday Thoughts
Allergy season is in full bloom, and I’m sneezing my days away, dealing with itchy eyes and a stuffy nose, and (almost – not really) wishing for the calmer days of winter. Though that may not actually be that far away – they’re predicting that we’ll get snow again sometime in the next few days…
I’m having one of those fuzzy headed, tired, gray sort of days. I can’t wait until the work day ends and I can go home.
I’m cooking dinner at home tonight. It was a mother’s day gift for my mom. I told her I’d cook once a week between mother’s day and when my parents leave for Ukraine (June 4th – approximately 3 times cooking). I think I’m making a sort of Vietnamese dish tonight, rice vermicelli, with chicken and vegetables overtop, and either fish sauce or a ginger sauce. Quick to make, easy, and tastes pretty good. The most time consuming part is chopping the veggies. I just called home and reminded mom to take the chicken out of the freezer so that it thaws and cooks more quickly when I get home after work.
After that, maybe a trip to the library, or maybe just relaxing and watching television or a movie. A bit of reading may be in order, and sending some emails will probably get done too. And I have to proof a friend’s resume.
My back has stiffened up again. It seemed to have gotten better over the weekend, but in the last day it has tightened right back into a number of knots. The trouble this time is that I know that this is strongly related to some emotional/spiritual stuff, but I’m not sure how to release that stuff so that it stops plaguing my body.
I’ve never been good at just crying. Some people I know can just have a good cry and let it out. I need something to trigger the tears, and even then, they rarely last very long…
We’ll see… things seem to have gone underground again… maybe waiting for the right opportunity to surface. Self-examination seems to help – writing update type notes to the friends whom I really trust, and forcing myself to honestly evaluate where I’m at in various places in life tends to be helpful in releasing emotional tension. And since I need to write at least a couple of those emails this week, maybe I’ll try that!
Okay, well, I still don’t have anything to do here at work, but I guess I’ll go back to trying to find something to do!
See you later!
I’m having one of those fuzzy headed, tired, gray sort of days. I can’t wait until the work day ends and I can go home.
I’m cooking dinner at home tonight. It was a mother’s day gift for my mom. I told her I’d cook once a week between mother’s day and when my parents leave for Ukraine (June 4th – approximately 3 times cooking). I think I’m making a sort of Vietnamese dish tonight, rice vermicelli, with chicken and vegetables overtop, and either fish sauce or a ginger sauce. Quick to make, easy, and tastes pretty good. The most time consuming part is chopping the veggies. I just called home and reminded mom to take the chicken out of the freezer so that it thaws and cooks more quickly when I get home after work.
After that, maybe a trip to the library, or maybe just relaxing and watching television or a movie. A bit of reading may be in order, and sending some emails will probably get done too. And I have to proof a friend’s resume.
My back has stiffened up again. It seemed to have gotten better over the weekend, but in the last day it has tightened right back into a number of knots. The trouble this time is that I know that this is strongly related to some emotional/spiritual stuff, but I’m not sure how to release that stuff so that it stops plaguing my body.
I’ve never been good at just crying. Some people I know can just have a good cry and let it out. I need something to trigger the tears, and even then, they rarely last very long…
We’ll see… things seem to have gone underground again… maybe waiting for the right opportunity to surface. Self-examination seems to help – writing update type notes to the friends whom I really trust, and forcing myself to honestly evaluate where I’m at in various places in life tends to be helpful in releasing emotional tension. And since I need to write at least a couple of those emails this week, maybe I’ll try that!
Okay, well, I still don’t have anything to do here at work, but I guess I’ll go back to trying to find something to do!
See you later!
Personality Test
I took a personality test here.
Can I just say that I love personality tests? I'm fascinated by the idea that answering a series of yes or no questions can tell you a great deal about yourself, and to some extent accurately determine who you are as a person.
I tested as an INFJ. (which incidentally is what I usually test as).
You can read about INFJ's here. (Very interesting stuff...)
Can I just say that I love personality tests? I'm fascinated by the idea that answering a series of yes or no questions can tell you a great deal about yourself, and to some extent accurately determine who you are as a person.
I tested as an INFJ. (which incidentally is what I usually test as).
You can read about INFJ's here. (Very interesting stuff...)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
The Secret to Blog Hits
I've discovered the secret to blogging success (assuming of course that success is measured purely in numbers!) Just mention Patrick Dempsey's name on your blog, and your hits will go up overnight!
Seriously, that's what happened! I mentioned that Megs and I didn't like Patrick Dempsey's character in "Freedom Writers" which we watched last night, and my hit meter jumped overnight. Crazy.
This has now become a goal of mine... perhaps I'll try and work Patrick Dempsey into every blog post I write for the next while, even the deep spiritual ones. It could be a fun game!
Seriously, that's what happened! I mentioned that Megs and I didn't like Patrick Dempsey's character in "Freedom Writers" which we watched last night, and my hit meter jumped overnight. Crazy.
This has now become a goal of mine... perhaps I'll try and work Patrick Dempsey into every blog post I write for the next while, even the deep spiritual ones. It could be a fun game!
Monday, May 21, 2007
Nightfall
It's getting late (in my grandma like world of weird sleeping patterns!), and I must be off to bed soon, but thought I'd do a little writing, a few snapshots of the day before I headed to bed.
I went shopping at the dollar store this afternoon. I bought something like 20 items, mostly things that I will need for establishing my own home, for around twenty-two dollars. That made me VERY happy.
I can now access wireless internet with my laptop anywhere in the house. Hello blogging in bed! Also blogging in the living room, emails in the easy chair, and facebook in the basement (to name a few).
I hung out with Megs tonight. We watched "Freedom Writers" and ate "sex in a pan." She drank coffee, and I had tea, and we buried ourselves under blankets (my basement is COLD) and had a great time. I really liked the movie. We were, however, both disappointed in Patrick Dempsey's character. So completely un "mcdreamy"!
Megs left a few minutes ago to work the night shift, and I'm heading off to do a little bit of reading before crashing for the night. Short work week this week. So good.
I'm thinking a lot about the tattoo that I'm hoping to get lately. I'll describe it here sometime. It's a picture God gave me a few months back, from some words that various friends spoke out over me. It's also becoming very symbolic of the place in life that I'm in. Rae is designing it, and we'll probably get tattoos (different ones) done together sometime over the course of the summer. (I'm totally wimpy, and have always sworn that there would never be anything that I'd want permanently etched on my body, but I really want this.)
On the whole tattoo note - can I just say that I think my generation is going to be the ugliest generation of old people ever? I keep picturing all of us with tattoos, and piercings, and those awful stretched out earlobes when we're eighty and everything is sagging all over the place. Hideously funny, I think!
Anyway, I'm off to bed. I wish the noise of the rain was there, like last night. It was so peaceful to fall asleep to...
I went shopping at the dollar store this afternoon. I bought something like 20 items, mostly things that I will need for establishing my own home, for around twenty-two dollars. That made me VERY happy.
I can now access wireless internet with my laptop anywhere in the house. Hello blogging in bed! Also blogging in the living room, emails in the easy chair, and facebook in the basement (to name a few).
I hung out with Megs tonight. We watched "Freedom Writers" and ate "sex in a pan." She drank coffee, and I had tea, and we buried ourselves under blankets (my basement is COLD) and had a great time. I really liked the movie. We were, however, both disappointed in Patrick Dempsey's character. So completely un "mcdreamy"!
Megs left a few minutes ago to work the night shift, and I'm heading off to do a little bit of reading before crashing for the night. Short work week this week. So good.
I'm thinking a lot about the tattoo that I'm hoping to get lately. I'll describe it here sometime. It's a picture God gave me a few months back, from some words that various friends spoke out over me. It's also becoming very symbolic of the place in life that I'm in. Rae is designing it, and we'll probably get tattoos (different ones) done together sometime over the course of the summer. (I'm totally wimpy, and have always sworn that there would never be anything that I'd want permanently etched on my body, but I really want this.)
On the whole tattoo note - can I just say that I think my generation is going to be the ugliest generation of old people ever? I keep picturing all of us with tattoos, and piercings, and those awful stretched out earlobes when we're eighty and everything is sagging all over the place. Hideously funny, I think!
Anyway, I'm off to bed. I wish the noise of the rain was there, like last night. It was so peaceful to fall asleep to...
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