Stupid Best Buy April 29, 2008

I have some bad news.  Our computer is broken and Best Buy had to erase the hard drive therefore……my baby paper is gone!!!  Now, I’m not just saying this because no one will ever read it but the paper was a work of art, a masterpiece.  It made the reader laugh, cry, feel uncomfortable and fill with love all at the same time.  I think it was destined to win an award or two.

This leaves the question, “Will I write it again?”  The answer is as unsure as Hulk Hogan’s armpits.  My baby fever is definitly to a low simmer if that and to rehash subjects I had already researched, documented and learned about (like folic acid, cravings, and the increase of breast size) does not appeal to me.  So we’ll see.  It doesn’t help that I’ve been seeing a lot of scary baby news lately.  I was watching Jericho (great show by the way) and a woman died during child birth and then of course there’s Angelina and her “difficult pregnancy” amongst other things.  I’m just not in the mood anymore…I have a headache.

 

  += A head scratcher

Good Vibrations April 23, 2008

Last night at Spiritual Direction, we had the one where we say good bye to the seniors.  We did Eucharist which is not our usual thing and at first, I found myself very uncomfortable with it.  No doubt, I’ve done Eucharist before and will do Eucharist again but we sang songs about Jesus dying for us and I guess what I am saying is that even after these 5 years of being Episcopalian, I am still not comfortable with all of it.  When I hear phrases like, “He has risen” or “He dies for my sins” I tense up and wonder if I should be singing or saying the phrases knowing that I am truly not a believer.  I keep thinking that I will come to the answers but you see, that’s the problem, I’m thinking when I should be praying.  I know that the answers may never find me and I’m okay with that but I do wish I was more comfortable with the things I know I will be faced with the rest of my church going life.

It was really sad to say good-bye, especially to Becky.  At first, I felt nothing when other people were talking and then my heart started to move up into my throat and when i began to speak, it came out as a cry.  I love that woman and she has been so much a part of my life here.  If it wasn’t for Becky, I would definitly feel out of place and lonely even more then I usually do.  She is an amazing parent, an amazing Christian, and an amazing friend.  It was awesome because during her little speech about what Sewanee means to her, she said that I taught her how to be honest.  I will carry that with me and try to live up to what that means for me.

And here we are, at the end of another semester at Sewanee……………

Anniversary of Male Genatalia April 15, 2008

I saw Frat Penis this past weekend and not the good kind.

A year ago, I wrote about seeing frat dudes peeing out in public and not even trying to conceal their business.  Well, it happened again Friday night.  I was driving down Univeristy which is the main strip and peeing towards the passing cars was a frat dude.  He didn’t even try to hide behind one of the cars or go behind a tree.  Just plopped it out, wiggled it around, zipped it back up. Yuck!

Keepin it Real while Keepin the faith April 15, 2008

What a day, what a day.  I tell ya, life is somethin.  This past weekend I had the honor of being one of the people that got to go to dinner with Richard Schori.  For you non-Episcopalians or Episcopalians that live in a dark, bat ridden cave, Richard Schori is the husband of the presiding Bishop.  So, pretty big deal from my perspective.  He sort of felt celebrity-ish to me and I was a bit nervous before drinking my first glass of red wine.

Mr. Schori was here because the spouses of the seminary had a little retreat where we got to hear from spouses of the past that are now in churches with their man or woman Priest.  It was good and all but there’s always this negative undertone.  Everyone starts out all faith and love and ends all sacrifice and difficult.  I realize that Wil being a Priest will have its disadvantages and that it is more then just a job as are many careers that touch lives so deeply.  I just don’t buy the whole “life will be really hard” stuff.  I get that I can’t cuss (a lot) and I can’t wear a tube top and daisy dukes to the grocery store but I probably wasn’t going to do that anyway.  I can’t get wasted at the pot lucks or talk about the end of the world and conspiracy theories and that, I will actually have to be careful about. 

In this fantasy bubble that is Sewanee, these things are not real to me yet.  We all are  flawed  and anything we have issues with here seem to surface so easily.  I don’t want to hide who I really am at any point.  I likes to keep it real!