Friday, September 29

A really nice day... once it got going.



This day started off a little rough: I pulled the blinds down- again- in the office (wow, I'll be glad when we live in our own house!) and there was a bit of frustration with work, but it was relatively calm for a pre-festival atmosphere. I leave on Tuesday morning and I'm hoping to document the entire trip with Josh's camera to show you all later. I've got everything mostly worked out, but there are a few things at work that still leave me in a quandry. Grrr...

However, things picked up after I knocked off work... I got a call this afternoon with some good news that I had been waiting on (more about this some other time) and Josh called to make plans to take me to see RobinElla sing at the Frist tonight. She was wonderful and even though I hate crowds- and frequently live music- I really enjoyed myself. To top it off, they had a drawing and Josh won free two free round-trip tickets on Southwestern Airlines- anywhere in the country. We're thinking Alaska or Hood River OR.

Josh picked me the rose (off a bush as we were walking back to the car) in the picture above and we went to a late dinner. It was tasty.

It was a nice day.

Chara

Wednesday, September 27

too much silence

Oops- so I just noticed that 12 days have gone by and I haven't posted anything. Usually I'm better about posting than that. Let me catch you up...

-Drama at work
-More drama at work
-An interesting weekend at Laura and John's involving a monsoon and a scary hydroplaning incident (not us- no one was hurt)
-My fabulous Birthday
-A job interview (this is not a secret at all- my boss knows)
-more drama at work

Basically, you missed very little.

Here is a picture to keep you all happy. It makes me happy.

Friday, September 15

Things I would never post

I would never post anything about my job- how difficult and frustrating it is. How I am wondering if it's really worth it working there- and have been thinking this for quite a while. I would never post what I really think of my boss leaving or of my new boss coming in, or of our board.
I would never post anything about how angry I still am at someone who derailed my entire life. How angry it makes me that I had to clean up the mess that he wasn't man enough to clean up. How scared that anger makes me sometimes.
I would never post anything about the things Josh and I argue about. I would never let anyone in on the long conversations we have in the dark, drinking coffee and trying to figure out our lives and how tenuous the connection between them can be.
I would never post anything about how scared I am of being really honest with everyone about who I am and what I want in life. I wouldn't be able to face the black and white reality of my perceived short-comings, or about how I know that those things that hold me back are mostly in my head.
I would never post about how the changes that I have undergone in he last ten years really frighten me. I wouldn't talk about how I've stopped writing for myself and stopped being who I am because I realized that a lot of who I am isn't acceptable to other people. Being quiet and being in love with the details of life makes people uncomfortable, but I wouldn't say that to all the people that it might make uncomfortable on this blog.

I guess that this is what comes of writing in a public forum. Whether you want to or not, you consider your audience and their reactions when they read your thoughts.

Tuesday, September 12

More about books

I have been trying to put together my Christmas list
(Many of you are scratchingyour heads right now about why I would do this, but obviously, you never grew up with my mother. She is already asking for Christmas lists. Also I figure I might as well start assembling it because I also have a birthday coming up)
and I realized that I am asking for almost nothing but books. I wish I had copies of all my Christmas lists over the years because they used to be so long and full of interesting requests. Now it's mostly books. I guess as we get older we don't ask for the same kinds of things... we ask for things that are really important to us.

So I saw this list of questions and I thought I might share...

One book that changed your life-
Elisabeth Elliot is one of my favorite Christian authors. I love this little book. It is so basic and practical. I can always go back to this book and find reminders about why I am a Christian- and what that means.












One book you have read more than once -
Despite my past indescision about Dean Koontz, I have read this book at least three times since I bought it because I love the themes and the whole concept behind this book. I adore the characters and the feeling of family you get just from reading the book...




Despite the fact that this book is about a million pages long (This is the uncut version) I could read this book once a month. I think there is something so explanitory and thoughtful about this book that makes you understand what it would be like to have lived through such a terrifying experience and have to rebuild life with thoughtfulness that eliminates the same old cultural problems that destroyed the culture to begin with. It's sort of appealing actually.



One book you would want on a desert island -
When I was registering for my first semester at Freed-Hardeman I had to get my schedule approved by my faculty advisor, Dr. Schull. He asked me this same question- which he apparently asks every student he is advisor to- and i answered with just the right answer. I had just finished Jane Eyre and I was in love with it, and he honestly believes that it is the pinnicle of literature. It has been a while since I last read it, but out of respect for Dr. Schull I would still have to take Jane with me.

One book that made you laugh -

I still laugh out loud when i read this book. Louis Sachar is probably one of the most intelligent children's writer there is. My 3rd grade Student Teacher read this book to us and did voices for every one of the animal characters.






One that made you cry -
Jerry Spinelli is a genius. His other books, like Maniac McGee are also just a bit off-beat, but make you want things to be better- to make things better. Stargirl is a true celebration of nonconformity.








One book you wish had been written -
This is one to think about...

One book you wish hadn't been written -
Sorry- I could take The Scarlet Letter, The Old Man and the Sea and even A Tale of Two Cities, but the whale is just torture.








One book you're currently reading -
I have been reading Jennifer Weiner lately and this book really tugs at me. I'm enjoying it...










One book you loved as a kid -
I read every one of the Happy Hollister books that I could get my hands on. They are incredibly not PC, but I would certainly read them to my kids anyway. They were just so much fun.







I loved this book too. I don't know why- maybe because the illustrations were so lovely, or maybe because Lavar Burton read it on Reading Rainbow and I loved Reading Rainbow.





One book that is your all time favorite (this year) -






Of course... I love Barbara Kingsolver because she really knows how to describe a situation so that you can understand the way it must feel- or at least empathize with it. I've already talked about how wonderful this book is, so if you want to read that, go here.

Sunday, September 10

Things I never posted


A couple weeks ago Josh had ot work really late one night and I got bored. So I cleaned th ehouse for a while and then I decided to hang pictures and rearrange the furniture in the bedroom. I think we need more pictures, but this is how some of it turned out.


Also, I bought a new bedspread from Urban Outfitters earlier this summer. It's prety folk-y and even though it's got flowers and pink, Josh likes it.
This is a close-up:




Now I just need to get some sort of curtains in the bedroom.

Thursday, September 7

Saturday, September 2

Stillhouse Hollow Falls

Josh and I went on a little hike this evening.
It was getting a little late and we only had about an hour and a half of light when we got to Mt. Pleasant where he had found this waterfall.











The hike back up and out was much harder than the hike in. It was nice and cool, though, and not entirely unpleasant. It only got up to 75 today and we've had the windows open. I'm looking forward to fall.

Friday, September 1

limitless things

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them--words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear. - Stephen King