So now I am going to three different camps volunteer, and have an interview today to work at one for at least part of the summer not volunteer.....If I am not all tan and sexy when this is over, I'm gonna be pissed.
I am super excited, and I've been reading every day in preparation, but I have a feeling I still won't be ready. I have two trainings this weekend for separate camps and it basically doesn't stop until August. Which is good.
School is going well, I've been playing hooky a lot though...as usual...I have the attention span of a fruit fly and sometimes my professors are just pretty darn kooky...but such is life as a student.
I feel like there's a lot more to say but I can't remember any of it. I'm gonna shower. I stink.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Quick before I lose it!
I had something really profound to say...
OH! Ok, so now that I remembered, no so profound...
I hate when you leave for what feels to you like an eternity, and you get back and nobody really sent you emails or mass attacked your online account(s). I always feel like such a loser when that happens.
Invisible Children went really well, and I ran into this girl Nikki from high school. She was the girl that stunk really bad you know? Who's parents never taught her how to take care of herself and wore the same clothes everyday. Nobody would talk to her or sit by her, but I would ask her to be in my group sometimes for class work, or how her weekend was. She never knew how to respond because nobody ever spoke to her. It was really sad. I'm not a saint, that's not the point, I just was a loser pretty regularly too and understood. But she was there, by herself, and I walked up to her and she spent time with Travis, Andrew, and I all night. She left when we went to bed, and is in town for a week visiting from Chicago where she's getting married, but I thought it was a happy coincidence.
Last: I think giving plasma may be killing me slowly. My "injection/suck" site has been achy for the past few days....maybe I have hep C.
OH! Ok, so now that I remembered, no so profound...
I hate when you leave for what feels to you like an eternity, and you get back and nobody really sent you emails or mass attacked your online account(s). I always feel like such a loser when that happens.
Invisible Children went really well, and I ran into this girl Nikki from high school. She was the girl that stunk really bad you know? Who's parents never taught her how to take care of herself and wore the same clothes everyday. Nobody would talk to her or sit by her, but I would ask her to be in my group sometimes for class work, or how her weekend was. She never knew how to respond because nobody ever spoke to her. It was really sad. I'm not a saint, that's not the point, I just was a loser pretty regularly too and understood. But she was there, by herself, and I walked up to her and she spent time with Travis, Andrew, and I all night. She left when we went to bed, and is in town for a week visiting from Chicago where she's getting married, but I thought it was a happy coincidence.
Last: I think giving plasma may be killing me slowly. My "injection/suck" site has been achy for the past few days....maybe I have hep C.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
On the upside
The sister-in-law and I are becoming BFF. Long story and due to Adam's comments on the length of my blogs I'll spare you all the details. But we are like two steps away from pillow fights in our underwear here.
Tonight is Invisible Children at Pioneer Courthouse Square. I just sent a text to like a thousand million and people and only one is coming. Which means...I did a really horrible job of telling my friends about it.
We've been spending sooooo-o-o-o much time with a couple of friends of ours lately. Because Andrew is a twin and I'm an attention whore we do have to take a step back every now and then. We very regularly wear out our welcome, so are trying to learn healthy boundaries...but it's near impossible. Baby steps.
School is going but I think my painting instructor hates me. My piece will not be in the show and all of my work needs work.
In-laws are back though, gotta go!
Tonight is Invisible Children at Pioneer Courthouse Square. I just sent a text to like a thousand million and people and only one is coming. Which means...I did a really horrible job of telling my friends about it.
We've been spending sooooo-o-o-o much time with a couple of friends of ours lately. Because Andrew is a twin and I'm an attention whore we do have to take a step back every now and then. We very regularly wear out our welcome, so are trying to learn healthy boundaries...but it's near impossible. Baby steps.
School is going but I think my painting instructor hates me. My piece will not be in the show and all of my work needs work.
In-laws are back though, gotta go!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Oi.
I'm getting fat. Like really fat. I looked at my backside today in the mirror and wondered where it all came from...then remembered the pizza, cake(s), candy, chocolate, tacos, tator tots, whipped cream, chai tea frapp, cheeeeeeese, pasta, basically everything I've consumed this winter. It's gaross. I feel dirty. My body needs a cleaning.
I also was facebook browsing, this one isn't stalking because we are fb friends after all, and came across a girl I went to college with in Oklahoma. When I first met her I thought we'd be friends forever, but unfortunately was not optimistic or healed enough to actually maintain a relationship with her. I was so absorbed in my dark twistiness I couldn't be friends with her. She was beautiful, encouraging, laughed at everything, and had an amazing relationship with the Lord. I envied her. Which of course, since I'm a girl, manifested into a deep and solid resentment. My friend Missy and I called her and her friends the "Hil-fayes," which if you've ever seen Saved you'll understand. They would get together everyday and just read the Bible together FOR HOURS...it was sickening because my heart longed for that kind of friendship so badly. I made all kinds of horrible decisions while at school there, and completely missed the opportunity I had to build some amazing friendships.
She is still in Oklahoma and she is still beautiful. She goes on missions trips and has dated the same amazing guy from my youth group in Vancouver for-ev-er. She is tan in the summer, beautiful in the winter, and doesn't dye her hair. Her smile is just damn perfect and as I was looking at her pictures today I just ENVIED her joy. Envy is no bueno, but I did realize something: I am the only one holding me back from having that relationship with God, from feeding myself garbage, from refusing to invest in people and build those relationships with other women. I am still the same Debbie Downer I was then, I just have a sense of humor now. Which is not where I want to be.
I'm not going to make statements or plans, I just am going to try. Everytime I make statements and plans, they fail. Everytime I try to diet-I binge. I just want to be better. Not in a status way, but a I feel the sunshine on my toes even when it's snowing kind of way.
Today is Good Friday. I haven't been to church in seriously about two and a half months. Since we were either down to one car or I was just too darn lazy for the past few months, I just wasn't going on Sunday nights with Andrew and his brother. I didn't want to. I have been allowing myself to sit at home and fester and gain weight and hate myself and resent those who point out what I'm doing. So tonight we're going to church. Sunday we're going to church. Today I'm forcing Andrew to take me to Glendovere and we're at least walking until I cannot walk anymore...which sadly-I'm so out of shape right now even WALKING will do me good...gross...I am going to pursue fellowship and a healthier life.
But not making any plans...
On another note, my husband got laid off last weekend. Monday was his last day. So I need a job. And randomly Andrew told me two nights ago he's ready to foster. Which was quite shocking. We discussed it and have decided that we obviously cannot now because neither of us has a job, but that we will as soon as we have the opportunity to take care of ourselves and have health insurance. Now is just not the right time, but our hearts are ready. I thought we would need to wait at least another year before Andrew would be totally ready, but he said he is now. So that's amazing.
I married the right man.
I also was facebook browsing, this one isn't stalking because we are fb friends after all, and came across a girl I went to college with in Oklahoma. When I first met her I thought we'd be friends forever, but unfortunately was not optimistic or healed enough to actually maintain a relationship with her. I was so absorbed in my dark twistiness I couldn't be friends with her. She was beautiful, encouraging, laughed at everything, and had an amazing relationship with the Lord. I envied her. Which of course, since I'm a girl, manifested into a deep and solid resentment. My friend Missy and I called her and her friends the "Hil-fayes," which if you've ever seen Saved you'll understand. They would get together everyday and just read the Bible together FOR HOURS...it was sickening because my heart longed for that kind of friendship so badly. I made all kinds of horrible decisions while at school there, and completely missed the opportunity I had to build some amazing friendships.
She is still in Oklahoma and she is still beautiful. She goes on missions trips and has dated the same amazing guy from my youth group in Vancouver for-ev-er. She is tan in the summer, beautiful in the winter, and doesn't dye her hair. Her smile is just damn perfect and as I was looking at her pictures today I just ENVIED her joy. Envy is no bueno, but I did realize something: I am the only one holding me back from having that relationship with God, from feeding myself garbage, from refusing to invest in people and build those relationships with other women. I am still the same Debbie Downer I was then, I just have a sense of humor now. Which is not where I want to be.
I'm not going to make statements or plans, I just am going to try. Everytime I make statements and plans, they fail. Everytime I try to diet-I binge. I just want to be better. Not in a status way, but a I feel the sunshine on my toes even when it's snowing kind of way.
Today is Good Friday. I haven't been to church in seriously about two and a half months. Since we were either down to one car or I was just too darn lazy for the past few months, I just wasn't going on Sunday nights with Andrew and his brother. I didn't want to. I have been allowing myself to sit at home and fester and gain weight and hate myself and resent those who point out what I'm doing. So tonight we're going to church. Sunday we're going to church. Today I'm forcing Andrew to take me to Glendovere and we're at least walking until I cannot walk anymore...which sadly-I'm so out of shape right now even WALKING will do me good...gross...I am going to pursue fellowship and a healthier life.
But not making any plans...
On another note, my husband got laid off last weekend. Monday was his last day. So I need a job. And randomly Andrew told me two nights ago he's ready to foster. Which was quite shocking. We discussed it and have decided that we obviously cannot now because neither of us has a job, but that we will as soon as we have the opportunity to take care of ourselves and have health insurance. Now is just not the right time, but our hearts are ready. I thought we would need to wait at least another year before Andrew would be totally ready, but he said he is now. So that's amazing.
I married the right man.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Invisible Children
Will be leading an event this year on April 25th. I've already signed up, and Andrew cannot come, so if anyone wants to trek/camp the night with me (probably from Julie's place...because walking all the way from Happy Valley would deliver me in Pioneer Courthouse Square roughly two days later...) I'd love it! Kids are allowed, so if you have a youngster old enough to come then it would be a great way to show them what people can do to make a change.
For more information about the cause and the event go to: www.invisiblechildren.com
For more information about the cause and the event go to: www.invisiblechildren.com
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