New Beginnings December 28, 2006

It has been awhile since I have sat in front of the computer.  There hasn’t been much excitement around here.  Christmas was wonderful and full of family and love.  Our neighborhood is deserted since everyone leaves except those who have to work.  The only noteable thing that happened was on the Sunday before Christmas Eve Sunday…..Wil was in charge of the sermon at St. Luke’s in Asheville.  I was just sitting in pew, enjoying Wil’s words when the guy behind me took a piece of hard candy from his pocket and proceded to unwrap it for 48 seconds.  That doesn’t seem long but just take a moment to count to 48 and then imagine that all you hear is crinkling.  I’ll wait………

What is with that?  Sheesh!  Wil’s sermon was till very good and he makes me proud.

Everyone I know is pregnant…..okay, not everybody but a huge population.  I saw Sarah over the break (so good to see you and Erin!) who is about 5 months into it and Wil got to see Jill and Austin who might have already become parents the last few day or Wil’s cousin who had her baby right before Christmas and there are others, many others.  It gives me baby fever which I am not used to and don’t know what to do with.  Wil spent the holidays playing with my niece and he too, felt the baby bug.  Maybe one day soon……….

Happy New Year!

Carrying Wait December 14, 2006

“Let me be so sure of your law of harmony in all things that I seek it in my own depths and in knowing it in my inner life, yearn for it in the torn relationships of my world, man and woman, black and white, sun and moon in harmony of movement.”

 Spiritual Direction  

Tuesday night, the group talked about advent and times in our lives where we knew of something but just had to wait for it to be true.  Of course, Mary waited for the birth of Jesus.  Most of us have a period of advent in our lives.  One of the group leaders shared the experience of when he was young, during a play practice at school he learned of the death of the president, JFK.  He knew it had taken place but had to wait for his father to really explain the meaning of the event.  One woman brought up her 9/11 experience and how her son was on a flight heading to Canada that morning. She had to wait for his call which didn’t come for 12 hours after the disaster but it did come. One girl shared the story of her sister whose husband is overseas and she knows he is with her in heart but she must wait for him to be with her in body.  Another shared the story of a woman who wouldn’t let go of her dog even though the pet was dying from cancer and was in pain.  She waited for faith to heal the pet but instead,  he passed on.  And the last story was from a woman whose home is in New Orleans and she plans to go back there but she is waiting for it to be rebuilt which will be a long wait.

And Christians wait for Christmas day.  Enjoy the advent of the season.

Dates on my Underwear December 12, 2006

Monday night and it seems like my life is just one big Monday.   It is nice being through with Monday, it makes the rest if the week easier.

Ian came to visit this weekend and he has always been such a great friend.  Ian is the kind of guy that you trust with the keys to your buried treasure.  He and I share so much of our past experiences.  We’ve been in the same classes, delt witht he same people and feel the same way about a lot of issues.  The coolest thing Ian and I did as a team was make a tornado project in 11th or 12th grade.  Mr. Hutchinson’s class.  One of the most memorable classes I took in High School.  Mr. Hutchinson was so funny and witty but boring all at the same time.  We would watch videos  and then he would show parts of them again in slow motion and talk as if he were the people.  Also, Spencer Snyder was in that class.  I wonder what he’s doing now?  He is legendary.

I also went Christmas shpping at the “biggest mall in tennessee” which is scary but I totally fell for it and it was crowded but fun.  Buying Christmas gifts has always been an inner struggle for me.  I want to give people things that make me think of them but I hate the way Christmas has changed over so many years.  It’s what we know and are somewhat comfortable with but we reject it deep down. 

The bank is going well.  Another old dudes check blew away.  I can tell they are embarrassed but the don’t want to show it.  Getting old looks kinda clumsy.  I miss all my old friends.  Hey you guys!

The Hurler December 8, 2006

I’ve been exceptionally irritable lately.  I don’t know what it is, maybe the getting dark at 5pm thing or the 30 degree weather or the fact that Wil is really busy with school or that I haven’t gotten any Christmas presents yet or that I work a drive thru at a bank…….I should be thankful, blah blah blah.  Sometimes I just don’t feel like it.  Yesterday, I spent from 6:30 pm on wrapped up in a blanket on the couch only getting up to heat a pop tart for dinner and to pee.  Do I sound like a spolied white girl?  That may be but I guess it is just the emotional roller coaster we all un- willing buy tickets for only to find that the ride is too short and the dude sitting next to you screams like a girl.  Such is life.

On a slightly lighter note, overheard at the bank:  young male costumer to older teller wearing jingle bell earrings, ” I really splooged on my mom’s Christmas present this year.”  You and me both hope that he meant “splurged.”  And I hit my third car door today with the tray that you put your deposit on.  I also realized that I do not like Manheim Steamroller Christmas music…….like nails on a chalkboard.

Think you’re bad ass? December 4, 2006

               

Sunday night in Sewanee….I went to the Lessons and Carols service at All Saints chapel. All Saints is a one big hunk of stone and is a church that makes you feel small when you’re standing inside its walls.  The stained glass is great and tonight, they had candle light to illuminate the choir.   It was very Christmasy and the choir sounded heavenly but one of the songs was singing ’bout all the animals in the manager and it said “asses”.  Okay, duh, I know that’s a donkey but I saw the word and pointed it out to Wil and chuckled and got no response.  Then I realized that one:  not appropriate and two: how old am I that the word “ass” still makes me sideways smile?  Also, and ironically, I had that song by Christina Aquliera running through my head atleast half of the entire service:  “Ain’t no other man, can stand, up next to you,” ….blah blah blah, “you got soul, you got class, you got style, think you’re bad ass…..”   See, bad ass, ironical. 

Here are some pictures of All Saints.  The first one is a view from the front looking to the back and the second is from the back looking to the alter. 

Changing gears big time: 

On SNL last night, they mentioned Britney Spears and her recent crotch exposure.  She has been spotted geting out of vehicles flashin the goodies and the goodies have been bush free.  Amy on SNL made an interesting point about pubes and that they are like back up underwear.  My point?  good question.  All I can say is that if I had the hootz-pa to get my chitty chitty bang bang totally waxed, plucked, and shined, I might want to show it off too. The difference:  I’m married and DON’T have kids. Put the baby factory away and invest in cotton.