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delinquent.

14 Oct
I’ve been a delinquent blogger.  A few days ago I was all set to sit down and write the reasons I don’t like my job.  Then I got wrapped up in website construction and driving places and going to text study.  It’s been a crazy week and I don’t even know how it got there.  And these next few weeks?  Ugh.  They’re inevitably filled with meetings/conversations/lunches/duties.  I don’t think there is one day which doesn’t already have something on the calendar.  Good things – very good things.  But busy busy.
I spent my day off today with a late lunch turned afternoon adventure with Paige, jD, and Lauren.  We’re planning a vacation.  Together.  Maybe with a few others joining in.  I won’t spoil the destination or manner of transport until it’s for certain but know that it would be snowy and a place from which I wouldn’t be able to blog.  [*gasp*]  Then Paige and I went to a new-to-us grocery store to buy baby pumpkins for fall events we’re holding at our churches.  [Mine is Sunday – eep!]  We broke the revolving door.  Well, we didn’t break it but we were at the scene of the crime as we both stood in the door, stupidly, as it went no where.  
Then Mabel and I vacuumed the house because we’re expecting guests in a matter of minutes.  Joe and Amanda are slumber partying with me tonight because tomorrow we are Decorah bound for Luther College homecoming.  Five years!  I’m super excited to visit the campus and the town set in the bluffs!
But back to the vacuum – Mabel’s not so sure about this device that makes noise.  She’d best get used to it; she’s the reason I have to use it so often.  A member stopped by my door this afternoon too … and Mabel get out.  Which is okay.  She’s gone out without a leash briefly and sticks around. until today. when she ran off.  Bad Mabel.  [But then she did come back.  Good Mabel.  She knows where her home is.]

guilty.

9 Oct
Did I purchase the entire Dawson’s Creek series on dvd?  
Guilty.
[Here’s hoping I still find the series entertaining as I did when I was in middle school.  I do love dvd on tv.  And in my defense, I don’t have cable/satellite and it was less than $50 for the whole bit.]
Did I cut corners while assembling a bookshelf?  Does it look a little sloppy?
Guilty.
Do I drink cough syrup directly from the bottle so as not to dirty that little measuring cup?
Guilty.
[Still sick.  Hacking lungs, headache, and all.]
Did I drive all the way to St.Paul last night to get my hair cut by Brent once again?
Guilty.
[He was puzzled by my previous cut but I think he fixed it.  I trust him.]
Will I be in bed by 10:30 tonight?
Guilty.
[Long week ahead.]

nothing much.

5 Oct
I don’t have much to say tonight except that it’s not even 10:30 and I’m exhausted.  

And Mabel ate a loaf of bread which I had figured was safely out of reach.  [figured incorrectly.  I was angry and she knew it.]  
And I really want to buy this … and think I might.  
And I’m on my third episode of McLeod’s Daughters tonight.  
And I’m drinking tea to hopefully nix an oncoming cold.  
And Marilyn brought bones to work today for Mabel.  [oh for cute]
And tomorrow is Thursday – a day pretty well booked with meetings – and I have yet to start on my sermon.  [goodbye weekend]
And that’s really it.  Nothing much.  ‘night ‘night.
30 Sep
Thank you, etsy.

One of my favorite expressions now framed and appropriately hanging by the front door.

amazon fail.

27 Sep
You know how when you buy things on Amazon.com, they then have your email and all your info of what you’ve purchased and what you’ve ever even thought about purchasing?  I buy a fair number of things on Amazon.  My dear Kindle is the reason that keeps me going back frequently, along with used books and used dvds.  My complete Friends series was purchased on Amazon used and you know how much I love that.  
Amazon sends frequent emails.  The kind of thing where they say – hey.  We saw that you bought these; now wouldn’t you like to purchase these too?  It’s almost like the Hallmark cards that say, “I saw this and thought of you!”  They suggest like items, items they think I may be interested in based on my history on the site.
Yesterday, I received one of said emails in my inbox.  
“Amazon.com recommends “Red clown foam noses (12 pc.)” was the subject line.
I have no idea what I have bought in the past or what I’ve searched for that would lead Amazon to believe that I need a dozen clown noses, but I’m so glad they see fake foam noses and think of me.
[No.  I did not purchase them.  My current need for clown noses is quite non-existent.]

a church auction.

18 Sep
Let’s recap.  The Lynn/Kyle awesomeness of a wedding yesterday.  Lindsay arrives back home [still a relative term] at 1:30am.  In the office by 7:30 that morning to prepare for Sunday morning worship, which is the first time I’m presiding over communion.  [I messed up the wine words.  opps.]  Following worship was an hour long annual meeting.  Following the annual meeting was a lunch, and following the lunch was the church auction.  Lindsay was out and about for twelve hours today in midst of people and crowds and auctioneer babble.  

It was a long day but it was a good day.  I bid on stuff.  This was my first time actually bidding on items at an auction and it was slightly awesome.  I want more.  Actually, it more than slightly awesome.  It’s like crack.
I gained a posse of ROG children.  Anna, Jessica, Gracie, Rachel, and Grace stuck out much of the auction with me.  A long day it may have been, but it was good to chat with people on a more in depth level than when we shake hands after worship.  I learned that a congregation members makes his own wine [new hobby for lindsay?] and that there is a young couple who are members [but rarely attend because of job travel – he’s a dog trainer] and we really got along well.  
I donated 30 cakepops to the baked goods auction.  They brought in $40 – wooten.  Better than that perhaps is that the woman who bought them – Mary – said there would be interest in having a cake pop class of sorts.  If I taught, they would bring the wine.  Sounds like the best plan ever to me.
I bought a typewriter, not necessarily to use but to look at because it’s pretty and romantic.  Typewriters just have an aura of cool and vintage to me.  I paid a whole dollar for it.

Maybe someday I’ll write you a letter using my typewriter … but probably not.  Don’t hold your breath.  I also bought a wooden chair [$10] and was given a ‘uge black frame that someone didn’t want in with a bundle of other things.  I will put paper or fabric in it and it will be a great addition to an empty wall.
Being halfway through my glass of red wine, it’s time for bed.  So sleepy.  A new week begins tomorrow; here’s hoping it is a step up from last.

a sunday scare.

14 Sep

I sat in my office, alone at church following Sunday morning worship.  I sat there with this lifeless thing in my hands.  It felt heavy with doom.  
No movement.  
Stillness.
My iphone suddenly shut off and wouldn’t turn back on. 
I thought my baby was lost forever.
I didn’t have internet so I couldn’t look up fix-it possibilities or call a fellow iphone owner because their phone numbers were stored on the phone.  I didn’t know what to do.   I felt hopeless.
I drove to Austin and the whole way was close to tears.  What if my super expensive phone that I love and on which I depend just decided to not work anymore?  I can’t afford a new one, but yet, I can’t live without it.  My life is tied to this inanimate object.  It may be pathetic but it’s also our time and culture.  Look it up.
To the Verizon store I went.  I walked in and paused in the doorway.  I had entered some alternative universe – all the employees were wearing Viking jerseys.  [I’m not one to get too into football but this was downright repulsive to see.]  I learned that my fix was a “hard restart,” a la pressing and holding both buttons at once.  Pretty sure mr.verizon man thought I was a pretty dumb lady in a cleric.  [I didn’t have time to change before I left.   This was an emergency!]  But hey, now I know how to fix it if my lifeline becomes lifeless again.

5 Sep

You may have seen my previos posts – the ones that were completely whacked out? That, my friends, is apparently what happens when you try mobile blogging via text message for the first time. Craziness, I tell you. Craziness! So now this is me mobile blogging in a different manner. It’s tedious, folks, so short this post will be. I arrived in Austin yesterday and a group of congregation members helped unload the uhaul and vehicles in a spiffy way. That’s when I learned that the parsonage nor the church has Internet currently. Hence lack of blog. When technology is back in our favor, expect more. For now know that I LOVE my house, I’m terrified to officially begin tomorrow in the office, and I’ve been lucky to be social both days I’ve lived here. (My seminary friends who live nearby came over last night with pizza and beer and today I had coffee with Lori-from-Dawson’s daughter who lives in Austin. It’s been great!). Hopefully this is more coherent than the nonsense posted earlier and now deleted (thanks, blogger) and you know my reason for being absent. Soon I hope to update you more on the beginnings of this crazy new journey! I love technology, but not as much as you, you see …

today’s realization.

2 Sep
Popcorn?  Check.
Beer?  Check.
Watching Tangled alone on a Friday night?  Check.
It was a day of packing, reflecting, and tweeting.  Now I’m kicking back to a Disney animated movie.
The best realization of the day?  
As I tried to plan how to do all the laundry possible before leaving on Sunday, I realized that for the first time I don’t need to frantically try and leave with all clean clothes.  When I move in a day, I will move to a house with a washer and dryer that do not require me to first insert quarters.  This girl is excited to finally live in a grown-up house!

in other news –

31 Jul
Molly and I made an impromptu tie blanket with fleece I had laying around.  She loves it.  Can’t you tell by her facial expression?

I babysat for cousins Drew, Logan, and Kennedy.  Besides not having the motherly touch to put Kennedy to sleep, we had fun.  Kennedy, like EVERY other baby that age, has discovered my mole.  The huge mole that’s next to my nose.  Babies always find it and touch it and then it looks like they are putting their fingers up my nose.  [which sometimes happens too.]   Drew, Logan and I played catch.  Drew throws hard; I think my wrist might be swollen.

I like her onesie – “I still live at home.”  I should get that in a tshirt.

this is right before she lost her balance and fell over.  both legs on the floor, babe!
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