1. Sunblock.... eyelids! :)
2. No matter how many times you try to fold your thong... it will ALWAYS come unfolded so just stop wasting your time and throw it in the damn drawer.
3. If your nephew (or other small child) asks for bunny milk... do not look at him strangely... he is simply referring to milk with Nesquik.
4. Polishing your toenails after half a bottle of wine could result in painted cuticles and/or toilet seats.
5. Charter does not employ American customer service reps...stop calling back to see if you'll get someone who speaks clear English.
6. Michigan drivers will never use their turn signal at the appropriate time... therefore always assume that the person in front of you is turning right or left. It's hard but try to read their minds and steer accordingly.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Saturday, July 7, 2007
But if we are the body, why aren't His arms reaching?
So I saw that guy from Korn wrote a book about his new found faith and I started posting about it on another site and had to add it here too. Personally I think it's great and worth reading. It just goes to show you that no one is out of reach of the hand of God and that finding God does not mean that you have to conform to organized religion. I read this great passage in my devotional the other day that said "There is a vast difference between devotion to a person and devotion to principles or a cause -- He proclaimed personal devotion to Himself." I love this because I am SO sick and tired of Christians believing that because they follow all the rules they are going to heaven or that by following all the rules they are showing their love and devotion to Christ. Sorry, but I can follow the rules and laws of this country and still not be devoted to the leaders. I can follow the rules at work and still hate my boss. Following rules does not equal devotion and/or love. I'm glad that Brian is speaking out about his faith in a way that will draw people in rather than make them feel like there are a huge set of rules that come along with loving God and being devoted to Him. Yay Brian!
There's this song by Casting Crowns that I *love* called "If We Are The Body" Basically it's about how Christians can be so judgemental. It's a great song. Here are the lyrics...
It's crowded in worship today
As she slips in trying to fade into the faces
The girls teasing laughter is
carrying farther than they know
Farther than they know
Chorus:
But if we are the body
Why aren't His arms reaching?
Why aren't His hands healing?
Why aren't His words teaching?
And if we are the body
Why aren't His feet going?
Why is His love not showing them there is a way?
There is a way
A traveler is far away from home
He sheds his coat and quietly sinks into the back row
The weight of their judgmental glances
Tells him that his chances are better out on the road
Chorus
Jesus paid much too high a price
For us to pick and choose who should come
And we are the body of Christ
Chorus
Jesus is the way
Yeah, I've seen it. In my own church too. I can honestly say that I've probably been guilty of it myself. I hope that whoever it was that I was looking up and down with my evil judgemental glances didn't notice. But I am willing to admit that I've probably done it. Maybe even more than once. Funny how I can't remember when or where and even *if* I've done this, but I bet I can tell you of three times it happened to me. I bet I can give you details too. Pretty sad that we don't remember being mean to someone but can remember every minute detail of when wrong was done to us. Pretty sad... pretty ridiculous! What really breaks my heart is that maybe the person or people I did that to still remember it. Maybe they even hate God because of something I did. Maybe, but I hope not. I hope my opinion doesn't matter *that* much to anyone. Especially since my opinions change as I grow.
I'm reading a pretty classic devotional right now called "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers. It's the updated version. It's such a great devotional though. Everyday is one teeny page, but it packs in SO much that sometimes I have to read it over 3 or 4 times to get everything that he's trying to say. It's poignant and so completely relevant to now even though the original book was written in 1935. I think God is amazing in that way. That He can give us a standard and no matter how much technology we have, no matter what paths we follow... it still holds true for all of us. I like that God is so simple and completely complicated all at the same time. It gives me hope. Haha! Kidding.
In all seriousness, if you're looking for a devotional and you're super busy but you want something to fill you up daily without having to set aside 5 hours of intense bible study to finally arrive at a point... buy this book. It's great.
There's this song by Casting Crowns that I *love* called "If We Are The Body" Basically it's about how Christians can be so judgemental. It's a great song. Here are the lyrics...
It's crowded in worship today
As she slips in trying to fade into the faces
The girls teasing laughter is
carrying farther than they know
Farther than they know
Chorus:
But if we are the body
Why aren't His arms reaching?
Why aren't His hands healing?
Why aren't His words teaching?
And if we are the body
Why aren't His feet going?
Why is His love not showing them there is a way?
There is a way
A traveler is far away from home
He sheds his coat and quietly sinks into the back row
The weight of their judgmental glances
Tells him that his chances are better out on the road
Chorus
Jesus paid much too high a price
For us to pick and choose who should come
And we are the body of Christ
Chorus
Jesus is the way
Yeah, I've seen it. In my own church too. I can honestly say that I've probably been guilty of it myself. I hope that whoever it was that I was looking up and down with my evil judgemental glances didn't notice. But I am willing to admit that I've probably done it. Maybe even more than once. Funny how I can't remember when or where and even *if* I've done this, but I bet I can tell you of three times it happened to me. I bet I can give you details too. Pretty sad that we don't remember being mean to someone but can remember every minute detail of when wrong was done to us. Pretty sad... pretty ridiculous! What really breaks my heart is that maybe the person or people I did that to still remember it. Maybe they even hate God because of something I did. Maybe, but I hope not. I hope my opinion doesn't matter *that* much to anyone. Especially since my opinions change as I grow.
I'm reading a pretty classic devotional right now called "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers. It's the updated version. It's such a great devotional though. Everyday is one teeny page, but it packs in SO much that sometimes I have to read it over 3 or 4 times to get everything that he's trying to say. It's poignant and so completely relevant to now even though the original book was written in 1935. I think God is amazing in that way. That He can give us a standard and no matter how much technology we have, no matter what paths we follow... it still holds true for all of us. I like that God is so simple and completely complicated all at the same time. It gives me hope. Haha! Kidding.
In all seriousness, if you're looking for a devotional and you're super busy but you want something to fill you up daily without having to set aside 5 hours of intense bible study to finally arrive at a point... buy this book. It's great.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
maybe i am....
jealous, controlling, paranoid, possessive, frustrated, semi-untrusting and just plain scared.
but i'm also loving, honest, trustworthy, kind, giving, caring, faithful, hardworking, beautiful, intelligent, intuitive, fun, understanding, a good listener, and trying my best to forget the past god damn it.
i can't hurry up and heal. it doesn't work that way. i feel better about you now than i did when i met you. i feel safe in your arms at night when we sleep. i feel secure in my place in your life. i feel grateful to have you in mine. so what if i miss you when you're gone. so what if i like to do things with you. yeah i get mad when you talk about all the things we can't do together because you can't "run slow, play slow, or let me win" because it's boring. i get frustrated when i just want to relax with you and cuddle and you have to call every friend to see what they're up to. i'm not sorry i ask questions. i like to be in the know. i like to have the answers no one else gets. i like the inside edition. i'm tired of being on the outside. let me in like i've let you. let me be your shoulder. let me be your rock. take down that hard wall and stop making me climb.
i love you. the way you look at me. the way you make me think. the way i feel when i'm with you. i love your intelligence. i love your blue eyes. i'm trusting you as much as i can with the information you've given me. so start talking and my trust will rise. start showing me and you'll be satisfied. stop giving me reasons to back away. stop showing me that i need to protect myself.
because i love you and i want a future with you. but we need to compromise.
but i'm also loving, honest, trustworthy, kind, giving, caring, faithful, hardworking, beautiful, intelligent, intuitive, fun, understanding, a good listener, and trying my best to forget the past god damn it.
i can't hurry up and heal. it doesn't work that way. i feel better about you now than i did when i met you. i feel safe in your arms at night when we sleep. i feel secure in my place in your life. i feel grateful to have you in mine. so what if i miss you when you're gone. so what if i like to do things with you. yeah i get mad when you talk about all the things we can't do together because you can't "run slow, play slow, or let me win" because it's boring. i get frustrated when i just want to relax with you and cuddle and you have to call every friend to see what they're up to. i'm not sorry i ask questions. i like to be in the know. i like to have the answers no one else gets. i like the inside edition. i'm tired of being on the outside. let me in like i've let you. let me be your shoulder. let me be your rock. take down that hard wall and stop making me climb.
i love you. the way you look at me. the way you make me think. the way i feel when i'm with you. i love your intelligence. i love your blue eyes. i'm trusting you as much as i can with the information you've given me. so start talking and my trust will rise. start showing me and you'll be satisfied. stop giving me reasons to back away. stop showing me that i need to protect myself.
because i love you and i want a future with you. but we need to compromise.
Monday, May 7, 2007
i got a tattoo
shocking... i know. but it's very "me" as they say. it's pink and black. (of course) see pics in the tattoo album. i'll take a better "after" pic when i get a minute.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
what's this?
Pretty sure this is lonely. My stomach hurts, I'm bored, I want someone to talk to. I still have a few more months (7 to be exact) until my one year of singleness is up. I'm pretty committed to it. So why am I feeling lonely? I *like* having time to myself. Maybe it's all the smooshed together faces on myspace with comments like "us on valentine's day" "US at christmas" "WE were being goofy". It's almost gag worthy. But then, it's sweet too.
The evolution of my heart is really starting to aggravate me. I didn't think about the consequences of taking on singledom for a year. No dating. No innocent coffee. No boys allowed. For one year! But the consequences are that inevitably at the end of the year I will probably want companionship. What I didn't think through was the fact that I wouldn't suddenly wake up one day in August and be ready. It would be gradual. I didn't think about the fact that 5 months in, I might start to want someone around. The feeling fades, I can assure you of that, but it's definitely there. It's here today. It's not even sex that I miss. I'll be real and honest here. It's the intimacy. Someone knowing all my secrets and loving me anyway. I loved having someone to talk to 24 hours a day about the stupid stuff. I loved doing things for someone else, even if it was just grabbing them a sweatshirt while I was getting my jammies on. It meant there was someone else there. I loved laughing at each other. The thing is though, tomorrow I will remember that I hated fighting. I hated the gut dropping feeling of knowing I had just been burned. Again. I'm afraid of it happening again. It keeps me wanting this lifestyle.
The funny thing is I've discovered you can actually do all of those most hated things with yourself. Fighting with yourself over whether to eat the stupid ice cream when you feel like crap or just to cut up an apple and be done with it. Fighting with yourself over your college decisions and career moves. Getting angry at yourself for living in a coma for 3 years. Struggling over what to do next. Drilling yourself with 20 questions of why you didn't, couldn't, wouldn't. Going through the what ifs and should haves. Then there's the I wonders. And then the inevitable will I evers. The I wants.
Hopefully by August I will get a grip or actually HAVE a grip. In the meantime though, I need an apple.
The evolution of my heart is really starting to aggravate me. I didn't think about the consequences of taking on singledom for a year. No dating. No innocent coffee. No boys allowed. For one year! But the consequences are that inevitably at the end of the year I will probably want companionship. What I didn't think through was the fact that I wouldn't suddenly wake up one day in August and be ready. It would be gradual. I didn't think about the fact that 5 months in, I might start to want someone around. The feeling fades, I can assure you of that, but it's definitely there. It's here today. It's not even sex that I miss. I'll be real and honest here. It's the intimacy. Someone knowing all my secrets and loving me anyway. I loved having someone to talk to 24 hours a day about the stupid stuff. I loved doing things for someone else, even if it was just grabbing them a sweatshirt while I was getting my jammies on. It meant there was someone else there. I loved laughing at each other. The thing is though, tomorrow I will remember that I hated fighting. I hated the gut dropping feeling of knowing I had just been burned. Again. I'm afraid of it happening again. It keeps me wanting this lifestyle.
The funny thing is I've discovered you can actually do all of those most hated things with yourself. Fighting with yourself over whether to eat the stupid ice cream when you feel like crap or just to cut up an apple and be done with it. Fighting with yourself over your college decisions and career moves. Getting angry at yourself for living in a coma for 3 years. Struggling over what to do next. Drilling yourself with 20 questions of why you didn't, couldn't, wouldn't. Going through the what ifs and should haves. Then there's the I wonders. And then the inevitable will I evers. The I wants.
Hopefully by August I will get a grip or actually HAVE a grip. In the meantime though, I need an apple.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
me talk pretty one day....
but not today. i can't even fake it.
| What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Inland North You may think you speak "Standard English straight out of the dictionary" but when you step away from the Great Lakes you get asked annoying questions like "Are you from Wisconsin?" or "Are you from Chicago?" Chances are you call carbonated drinks "pop." | |
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| The Northeast | |
| Philadelphia | |
| The South | |
| The West | |
| Boston | |
| North Central | |
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The thing is... when I first moved to Seattle I was made fun of so continously that I made myself not speak like this anymore. It was funny too because I then realized how horrible the Michigan accent really is. I would talk to my mom on the phone and she would say something like "... and it was only five DOLLARS!" She sounded like she was screaming the DO. Instead of aw it was AHHHH. Also, back when I spoke like a normal person, soda was soda, not pop. Now I sound like a fool again and because my friends love me, they like to remind me on a daily basis. Apparently when I say "and" I sound whiney. And yeah, I say pop now too.
Here's the kicker though, put me in Boston for a month and you would think I was from there, put me in the south, same thing. I pick up accents like nobody's business. So while I would love to claim that it's my love for Michigan that makes me speak this way, it's not. It's just a hidden talent.
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