New start

I haven’t written in so very long! I’m actually moved into my new place, I graduated, started my clinician job and its practically summer with this 90 degree heat! I’m into this new start thing…I need to start some place fresh just to get a refocus on things in my life. So far its been good but I think I’m just to exhausted at this point to appreciate it…give me a few weeks or so then we’ll talk.

Celtics are in the finals and just beat out LA Lakers in the first two games. Just a random sports update.

Obama won democrat election…not that I care but just throwing it out there.

Ok I should go to bed, I need to get up for class and was out late partying with Lauren, Kare, and friends in BOS last night….night night

I have a home!!!

I haven’t written in like forever. Not so much a big deal since like no one reads this, but I suppose for my own sanity I like to write the occassional blog. Well today it is a praise!  Today I found my home for the next year. I will be living in the area and in a nice house with three other girls that are so nice! Its a cute green house (and when I say green I mean GREEN) with a pretty porch, lots of light, and a quiet neighborhood that I will be very happy to come home to at the end of the day! I look forward to my new roomies and moving forward to the next phase of my life.

So thats the update, I’ll write more when the semester is over and I can breathe for the first time in my life. Two weeks left in my schooling after 21 straight years. Bless You Lord.

I found this thing

Want to waste time and amuse yourself…yeah we all do it. Hence why you are on facebook….or reading this. Ok well I found something that is VERY amusing…at least for girls, for guys it would just be weird.

http://mirrorofbeauty.com/

Go to this link for the free trial.

And this is what it does….hahaha

                   

So what do you think….I personally love the first one but my hair doesn’t do that…hahaha! Any opinions of a haircut?

Two things

So tonight we were in the Blockbuster parking lot waiting for Andrew to come out from renting a movie (ps he never actually rented a movie but we were there for about 20 minutes). Emily looks over and brings our attention to these two little brothers in the backseat of the car next to us (probably about 4 or 5). Both brothers have got each other by the hair and have looks of pain on their face. But what was hilarious was the dad is in the front seat completely oblivious to the situation going on just behind him. The two boys then let got with one hand each and proceed to strangle each other while still holding onto the hair of the other. At this point we look at the dad who is now picking his teeth but still not registering that his sons have each other in a death grip. Suddenly our attention is drawn back to the boys as the older of the two flips his brother into a headlock and his brothers feet go flying in the air! Still nothing from the dad! So we are dying laughing and it is at this point that the brothers realize that they have an audience and so decide to continue putting on a wrestling show. Tooth-picker dad looks over and sees us in tears laughing and looking towards the back of his vehicle and finally turns around to see his sons killing each other in the back seat. It was hilarious.

Second thing….check out this video….it is too cute.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58CZcCvwND4

Short

I’m cutting my hair. The decision has been made, now it is just a question of when. And when I say cutting my hair I mean like goodbye hair. So do I do it soon or do I wait a couple months till after graduation so that I don’t look like a chemo patient with my cap on. Frankly I don’t really care what I look like at graduation. Sadly, as much as I wanted to walk at graduation I don’t really care anymore. I just want school to be over with so I can move on with my life. This has nothing to do with my haircut.

So I think I might just chop it off after Easter. The weather should be warm enough at that point. Yeah, I think I’ll do that. I don’t know…we’ll see. Here are pictures of what I’m cutting my hair like…of course I don’t have Miss Portman’s beauty but I’m hoping to pull it off nevertheless.

   

Cold

Cold seems to be the defining word for me right now. I am fighting one. I am one. I feel one.  So how does one fight against being cold, having a cold, and feeling cold. Well I thought I knew the answer to all of those questions but given that I have been trying practically all winter to accomplish the opposite of cold on all accounts and have come up unsuccessful, I’ve decided to rethink my strategy for change. 

As far as fighting against having a cold, I’m pretty much tapped out. After having mono last semester I think it is safe to say that my immune system is open for attack by one and all. I have had a cold every single week for as long as I can remember. I’d like to take the famous words of Miss Megin Williams, “It was like a 24hr virus that lasted like a week” and extend it to a virus that lasted a season. I am now a pharmacy at school, having everything from Tylenol Cold and Sinus to Alkaseltzer Plus to multivitamins to nasal sprays. You name it, I’ve used it. I probably have an immunity to all of those things. Story of my life…the things that should work don’t and the things that hurt me always work. So any new remedies I should try, please let me know.

As for feeling cold, I’ve got blankets. Lots and lots of blankets. And sweatshirts. But I still feel cold. My house doesn’t help because its on a lake and its like in the middle of a wind tunnel. And my dorm room is usually ok except that my roommate likes to open the bathroom window and sadly forgets to shut it. I shiver a lot no matter where I am. I need to eat more. Of course that would require me to have an appetite which lately I just don’t have. I’m beginning to feel like my friend Emily B. Seriously, lately I’ve been a sorry excuse for a NEr. There is a blizzard outside right now and normally I’d be stoked…instead I’m annoyed.

As for being cold, well I’m not sure what to do about that. Forgive me if it comes your way. I’ll try and keep my own wind to a minimum. And if I come across to be an ice-princess…well…remember that song Cold as Ice….yeah…that would be me right now….its ok, I’ll warm up someday…hope in the face of the storm…mine just happens to be an ice storm….I start riding around in a sleigh pulled by white reindeer and driven by a small dwarf, then you can get concerned.

Dreams

Fairly recently, I posted a response on the GCTS website for my theology class on the issue of dreams. I think after reading that I have considered more deeply the impact of dreams and the use of dreams. If we look at dreams in the Scriptures, they are used as warnings or prophecies or lessons. It is clear that God used dreams to communicate to the people, and not always through His people. So what does that mean for us? Does it mean anything? Are dreams just as Freud said, some expression of the subconscious? Or are they memories pieced together, sometimes in logical or illogical ways? I consider all these things as I battle my own dreamscapes.

Can you remember your dreams? Are they ever so vivid that you can remember every detail, every emotion, every thought? Have you ever woken up in the middle of the emotion you were experiencing in that dream? Do you ever have to seriously think and figure out whether or not what you dreamed was reality or not? I’m sure most people have been there at least one time in their life. I myself have always been a detailed dreamer, I have quite the imagination. Shame I didn’t write more of them down, I probably could have had an interesting book by now.

So what do dreams mean, if anything? I know that there have been hundreds of books written on the topic with people trying to find explanations for why they dream the things they do. Most of it I would imagine is absolute nonsense. I suppose a better question is how to make the dreams stop. Lately I feel like I’m living in two realities, like Thomas Hunter in Ted Dekker’s Circle Trilogy. When I’m awake I’m in one reality, and when I’m asleep I enter another confusing reality. The problem is that when I wake up I’m left with all of the concerns and thoughts and emotions from the dream. As a psychology person, this is driving me crazy…no pun intended. Thoughts? Ideas?

Pooperbowl

That was hands down the worst game I have ever seen. Both teams didn’t exactly play great but mostly I am referring to my beloved Patriots. It was clear during the first quarter that one team had come to play football and the other team (my Patriots) had not. The offensive line just couldn’t do their job and Tom Brady got creamed. I’m hoping that all the sacks were the explanation for why he suddenly forgot his passing game. But seeing as that started early in the game, that probably wasn’t the case. The defensive line did ok throughout the game except at the end when it mattered the most. And don’t even get me started on the number of penalties…actually the Giants got a few too. But some of those calls were absurd! Ok I’m done ranting about how crappy we played. Bottom-line, that was the most embarassing game I’ve seen played in a very very long time. And as for the Giants, well done on capitalizing on our crappy playing job. Eli, great job!

Bill…watch your bp.

Precious in His sight

It is no big secret that I haven’t exactly had an easy past few months. I’ve been struggling with the presence of God, His purposes, and His will. Not that I have lost my faith in those things, but just spending more time pondering them and considering what the Bible says.

I’m working at a school now that has only begun to stretch me in so many ways. But one of the things that I really sat and took in today the worth of each child. As I sat in the classroom and observed, I didn’t see children with handicaps, or learning disabilities, or mental emotional problems. All I saw was the beautiful work of God. The precious uniqueness is just breathtaking. The moments of sparkle in their eyes as they focused intensely on the words being communicated to them. The smile of pride that creeps across their faces when they hear an encouraging word. The laughter though a joke is silent. The joy is beautiful. But what is also precious is the hurt behind their eyes when they can’t do something because of an impairment. The screams of frustration when they can’t understand or aren’t understood. The inability to move without the help of another. These things are also precious because they are not unseen or uncared for by the Creator of the Universe. He loves them, cares for them, and hurts for them all the same. I pray that I can serve those that are precious in His sight and that they will continue to show me grace, mercy, humility, and compassion.

Red Sox tickets

I waited all day to get tickets. All day. Lousy random selection virtual waiting room. I got on at 10am when all tickets went on sale and I never got selected. All day. I’m very depressed. It should be a first come first serve. I came right as the clocked turned to 10…thats gotta count for something! So needless to say I am not happy. But I can’t do anything about it so ah well. Anybody trying to come up with a good b-day present, I’d love to go to a game!