Archive for January, 2009

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just because yesterday was not enough for you all

January 29, 2009

Here is another meme!  But this one is pretty darn cool and I have done it once before.  Basically it starts off by reading an interview on another blogger’s site in which they answer questions another blogger posted for them.  Then you chime in with your “Interview me please!” and get to continue the chain on your own blog.  So here are the details:

If you’d like to play along, just follow these instructions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the
questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions. Be sure
you link back to the original post.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone
else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five
questions.

But because I don’t want to leave out people who may wish to enjoy the amazing interview experience and don’t have a blog, if interested leave a comment stating your interest in being interviewed and I will interview you right here in these very comments.

Anyways here is the amazing MLE’s 5 questions for me.

1. If you could be instantly whisked to and from anywhere in the world (free, natch), but you could only be there for 24 hours, where would you go and why?

Unlike most people in this world I don’t have a huge interest in traveling to France.  Don’t get me wrong, France sounds like a lovely country and its not like I would say no to a travel opportunity there.  But it just has never been high on my list of go to places.  That all said, I think the idea of spending 24 hours in Paris, sounds slightly magical.  Now obviously the idea of romance in Paris sounds nice, but since I don’t really have that right now, I would love to take some of favorite girl friends with me and we would have Katie as a guide.  We would wander the Louvre for an hour or so, just a quick glimpse and probably a few other wonderful things.  Then find a small cafe and have a cappuccino and talk and giggle for a few hours, probably drawing lots of strange glances from the ultra cool Parisians.  After all that we would wander the city all night long (ala Before Sunrise) and finally exhausted, hop on our free first class flight back to the US.  I think that would be a good way to experience Paris.

2. Have you ever been in love with something that wasn’t a person (idea, place, book, movie, etc.)?

Hmmm, truly in love?  I don’t know about that, but I did really absolutely love the YMCA and small town in Northern Ireland where I lived for a summer.  There is something awfully incredible about places where the mountains meet the sea.  Throw in lots of people with great accents, work that took me out of doors for 75% of the day, kids, fun folks to work with and the luxury of a 50 pound stipend a week just for pints and laughs and I think I may have feel in love just a little bit.  In fact towards the end of my summer there I strongly considered the idea of taking a leave of absence from school for a year and staying at the YMCA for the next year.  They were going to be short on staff and were encouraging of my idea to stay.  But after some more practical thinking and realizing how much I would miss finishing college with all of my friends, and how cold and rainy it got in Northern Ireland for the winter I decided against it.  Although I wouldn’t say I regret that decision, but sometimes, on occasion, I wonder how different my life would be if I had decided to stay there for the year.

3. Do you have any completely bizarre phobias (like my unreasonable fear of the scary inflatable arm waving things at used car dealerships)? (if so, share!)

I can’t think of any really bizarre phobias other than the traditional, spiders, nails on chalkboards, etc.  But I do have this incredible dislike of watching other people being embarrassed.  This mainly comes out in my movie preferences such as I have absolutely no interest in watching the supposedly hilarious Meet the Parents, due to the main theme of the movie being Ben Stiller going through horrendously embarrassing situations over and over again.  And as my former roommates can attest, on occasion while watching TV I will find something just too embarrassing to watch and so have to look away.  So I guess maybe that counts as my slightly bizarre phobia, or at least a pretty weird one.

4. If there was one thing you could change about another person (not yourself), what would you change, who would you change, and why?

Oooh, this is a pretty tricky one.  My first impulse was to read it as a question stating what annoying things would I change about people.  Which leads to a rather dicey area of pointing out what you don’t like about people in a public and totally inappropriate area to do so.  But then I thought about the question a little more and realized I could just change something about someone from neutral to positive or positive to positive.  Anywho, I think I would change my dear friend Becca from unemployed to employed.  Becca is probably one of my oldest friends and recently in a very courageous act of self-improvement quit her stressful, draining, under-appreciated job in order to strick out anew and find something better.  And I am so proud of her for doing that, because especially in today’s economy that takes a lot of guts and gumption.  So I think I would change her from “currently looking for a job” to “happily employed at a job that excites her, treats her well (we are talking good benefits here folks!), and uses her many incredible skills and gifts”.

5. What’s your favorite memory of being a teenager?

I could probably think of other different ones if I thought about it a bit more.  But what came to me right away was the image of driving around the back country roads of Goshen/Elkhart with 1 – 8 passengers in my parents old manual 1988 van; going to choir concerts, school, parties at a friends house, maybe a sleepover at Becca’s or just random things.  For much of my later high school years I ended up driving people around, often it was my younger brother and his friends, other times it was my girl friends or other random folks, but something about that whole era was just a lot of fun.  Turning up the oldies and singing a long and rather obnoxious levels or seeing just how many bikes/people/etc we could jam in, all of it sticks out in my memory as a high point in life.

Thanks MLE for those great questions, I really enjoyed them!

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a way back then memememe answered

January 28, 2009

So over 2 months ago back in the long shadows of 2008, Ella over at The New is the True tagged me for a meme.  Which I of course was very excited about, I mean who doesn’t love a little meme once in a while.  But as things tend to do, I just never got around to doing it, so here now in brand new remodeled luxury is my version of the meme.

  1. Link to the person or persons who tagged you.
  2. Post the rules on your blog.
  3. Write six random things about yourself.
  4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
  5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
  6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.

Random 1 – When I was younger I could do the sideways splits, which I think was mainly due to some weird double jointedness.   Unfortunately I didn’t keep it up and now just have normal Clark Kent flexibility.  Although I can still make my thumb and middle finger do these weird crooked things.

Random 2 – I have never been to Disneyland or Disneyworld or Disneyplanet (this one may or may not exist).

Random 3 – I enjoy small amounts of repetitive type tasks such as sorting coins, shelving books, and various forms of data entry.  However in large amounts I hate all of those tasks with a passion.

Random 4 – If left totally to my own devices and guaranteed no negative health implications; I would probably eat melted cheese for every single meal for the rest of my life.  Oh and maybe some fresh berries too!

Random 5 – I have never particularly loved ice cream except for hot fudge sundaes or a scoop on warm pie.  Ice cream cones and fancy flavors hold little appeal for me.

Random 6 – Just in case you weren’t already aware of my rather large obsession with Lord of the Rings, I have read the complete trilogy around 6 or 7 times, plus the Hobbit and Silmarillion another 4 and 2 times respectively.  I watched the movies three times each in the theater, dressed up in elven gear for the 2nd and 3rd midnight openings and have since watched the extended version (or as I like to call it – the only version worth watching) and all their DVD extras multiple times.  However the blame for this obsession should also be laid partly on my Dad who read the entire trilogy out loud to my brothers and I when we were kids.

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cars, bread, new classes and yes it is still winter

January 27, 2009

First off thank you all so much for your kind words and thoughts in response to my last post.  I am finding that like much of life reactions to those types of events tend to go in waves, one day you are fine, the next you hate the world and want more chocolate ice cream.  Right now I am on a nice wave of fineness and good things thanks in part to a good cry, amazing times with girl friends, baking some bread and as Tim puts it being able to breath through my mouth.

Classes have started up, and for the most part have been pretty good.  I am taking two classes this semester, one is the introduction to the school library track and the other an introduction to reference services.  The references class is online, which so far is a great commute and the other is on main campus which is a not so great commute.  Speaking of which now that I have been blessed with a car (thanks Mom and Dad) I have been learning the importance of defensive driving.  Which actually in Chicago has much more to do with avoiding massive concrete abysses (some non-locals mistakenly refer to these as “potholes”) and less with avoiding contact with other cars.

Anyways back to my classes, last night during the school library class I learned of all the many many hoops one must jump through in order to obtain a teacher’s license, all the tests, classes, student teaching, etc.  But I still think I have interest in pursuing the school librarian track, because even if I end up working in public libraries, it is much easier to have the school degree than not.  Also both my professors seem engaging and incredibly knowledgeable if not always supremely organized.

In other news I have become obsessed with baking bread.  In the past few weeks I have made Honey Whole Wheat, Oatmeal and Three Flour breads all from the More with Less.  Tonight if there is time I am considering doing the Honey Whole Wheat again, but with added cinnimon and raisens.  But considering I am also making supper and attending a meeting, that may not be a sure bet.

Oh yeah, about that car thing.  I am a little amazed to rather quickly have joined the ranks of car owner.  In about a week and a half I went from talking about buying a car with my parents to owning their old car now fully titled, plated and stickered in the great state of Illinois.  Which let me tell you the cost of all the various forms of registration ended up totally about half the cost of the car, crazy bureaucrats.  Also my proud-of-myself moment of the week was when I figured out (with some help from the friendly folks at Ace hardware) how to attach a license plate to the front of my car, drilled the holes and installed the plate all by myself.

So how about all of you, any proud-of-yourself moments this week?

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short story of romance and woe

January 16, 2009

As most of you may have noticed, I haven’t been doing the whole “blogging frequently” as of late.  Part of that has to do with my general laziness and reading way too many other blogs to keep up with my own thing.  But a large portion of it has to do with so many brain cells being devoted to thinking about this other thing.  Now because this is a public blog and, despite my love for you all, I don’t think I want to just blabber my more private moments all over google, I will try to keep this brief.  But basically there is a boy and I liked him and I got to know him.  We went on walks and talked a l0t and in the end I asked him if maybe he liked me too and wanted to try dating.  But he didn’t and so now I am sad.  Not broken heart, cry your eyes out for days in bed sad, more like I feel bruised and lonely around the edges.  And sometimes I feel angry that this was happening to me and frustration that I can’t seem to find someone who is as dorky as me AND interested in dating me.

But if anything the past few days have taught me that even when you don’t really feel like getting better and would rather wallow a little longer, thank you very much; hearts, egos and such tend to heal faster than one would think.  And so yes I am still sad and a little mad, but I am also thinking about other things too.  Like how beautiful and amazing the miraculous landing of the recent crash landing of that flight into the Hudson river was and how much I like my housemates.  Like how lovely it is that my parents are going to sell me their old car and how I won’t have to take public transportation for hours on end to get to class.  Like how much it sucks that is is so cold, but how lovely the sun is on the piercingly blue sky.  And how even though I know that I will have fall backs and be mad/sad/lonely many more times in the future, I have so many people supporting me that when those times come just a little bit of their sting is gone.

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lurk, lurk, lurk, DELURK

January 12, 2009

Apparently today is Delurking day, or so various blogs have informed me.  Now for those of you who don’t know delurking involves the strange but wonderful act of commenting on a blog in which you read, but don’t usually comment on.

In other words you remove yourself from the lurker status to that of valiant honorable commenter, even if only for a day.  Now I should confess I myself am an A-1 lurker in my own right.  But today even though it is grey and miserable outside and probably going to snow some more tonight, I managed to de-lurk on several blogs this morning.  So come on you can do it too, just press that little comment button down there and say hi.  And it would be cool to know where you are blogging from or how long you have been reading my blog or even if you know me in real life.  Anyways I hope all your Mondays are way better then mine.  Hey what the heck, I hope your whole week is better than mine.

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2009 and I have a little heart to heart

January 8, 2009

Wow, okay 2009, nice to meet you … This feels awkward like I should have made some cookies and put the tea kettle on.  But now that you are here, I guess we should just sit down and chat.  Here do you need a pillow for your back, I have found those to be lovely for improved lumbar support and also a wonderful reminder that we all are growing older and will of course die.

Hmmm, 2009, I think my current mood has been slightly effected by my rereading of the Sandman series.  You haven’t read them yet?  Oh boy you should get on that, they are full of all kinds of mythology and dreams and wonderful people and horrible tragedies and they are true in a very strange way.

So tell me 2009, what have you been up too recently?  Ah I see here you have been catching up on your mindless interneting and movie watching. Well, I am sure that is quite needed after the business of that previous year.  How do you get along with 2008, by the way, do you guys still chat or have you moved on?  You don’t really go in for that reflection stuff much do you?  Ah well I guess you are pretty young yet and I am sure 2008 had lots of things to attend too being a part of history now and all.

Oh me?  Well things are going well, I have been developing a huge travel itch recently.  It seems everyone has cool travel plans this winter/spring, but of course I am tied to the school schedule, so my next window of opportunity isn’t until April.  I actually had an incredible urge to visit Istanbul, I mean who doesn’t want to spend a week in Turkey.  Turns out tickets were only 900 bucks, but then with the hostels and the eating and the everything, I think it would be a bit out of budget.  So instead I just bought tickets to Seattle…You know Seattle, 2009, that west coast city that you keep dumping snow on … yeah that one.  I see, you thought it was a rather funny joke, did you, hmmm, I think they may be getting tired of that.

Oh, you need to be going 2009, something about needing to check up on peoples’ resolutions, okay, well thanks for stopping by, maybe we can do this again sometime.  Take care now!