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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

New Year's Irresolutions.

It's that time again. The countdown to a new year has begun. Normally on this day, I would be scrambling to compile a list of resolutions for the coming year, a list that would no doubt be filled with items identical to my resolutions from the year before - exercise, eat healthy, yada yada yada. While my intentions are good, I know in my heart that the likelihood of me keeping all of my resolutions is slim to none (case in point being I make the same resolutions every year). Instead of once again setting myself up for failure, this year I have decided to forgo my traditional list of New Year's resolutions, save one - and that is to work diligently throughout the year of 2009 on my 30 Before 30 List. So, without further ado, Happy New Year everyone! I wish you all much joy and happiness in the year ahead.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Six Things That Make Me Happy.

I have been tagged by Suz at 30 Before 30 List. The rules of the game? List six things that make me happy. Having had such a difficult time lately attaining happiness, this exercise couldn't have come at a better time for me. I really tried to dig deep and remember just what it is about life that brings me joy. Here is what I came up with.

1. My Family

One thing that was consistently stressed to me while I was growing up is the importance of family. As a result, throughout my life I have had a deep sense of family loyalty. Some of my most cherished memories revolve around my family. I can truly say the members of my family have supported each other through thick and thin, whether or not we have agreed with one another. I think family is crucial in learning to accept ourselves and others, as well as in learning how to love unconditionally, and I am hopeful if I one day have a child, I am able to instill this value in him/her. Without my family, I would be lost.

2. My Friends

Throughout my life, I have been extremely blessed with absolutely wonderful friends. While the rule of my life has always been quality over quantity (I have always had a few close friends rather than a large group of friendly acquaintances), I have never been left wanting when it comes to friendship. I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for, who love me unconditionally yet are willing to tell me the truth when I need to hear it, even though the truth at times can be harsh. I have a best friend who probably knows me better than I know myself, and around whom I am completely free to be me. I am also extremely fortunate to still be in contact with several of my childhood friends. (As John Leonard once said, "It takes a long time to grow an old friend.") My friends keep me grounded in this crazy and hectic world. :-)

3. My Boyfriend

From the very beginning of our relationship, Brent has made me feel completely comfortable and like I can be myself around him. What is even more amazing is that in social situations where I would normally be a nervous wreck (someone once used the term "socially awkward" to describe me, which I found to be highly accurate and fitting), I am much more calm simply because he is with me. In the past, I have always been apprehensive about introducing my boyfriend to family and friends (especially family, because my father likes to embarrass me) - but with Brent, I have never thought twice about introducing him to anyone. He is one of the most kind and generous people I have ever met, and I cannot say enough good things about him. He is definitely my better half. :-)

4. Tradition

My love for tradition can be traced back to my childhood. I think tradition provides a framework within which one can begin to identify himself or herself, and it also instills a sense of togetherness and belonging that over the years I have found difficult to duplicate. Although I have always been a creature of habit and I have an extreme dislike for change, another great thing about tradition is that it has the capability to evolve over time depending on the situation and the needs of those involved. As I said earlier regarding my family, some of my fondest memories are rooted in tradition. While many traditions have come and gone in my life, I greatly look forward to continuing those old traditions that do still exist, as well as creating new ones in the future.

5. Giving

One of the things that brings great joy to my life is being able to give to others. I love finding the perfect present to put a smile on someone's face, and I would much rather buy for others than buy for myself. As a result, I go overboard sometimes (mostly when it comes to my nephews and nieces), and my budget goes out the window, particularly at Christmas. Giving to me isn't solely about material items, though. While a present can be meaningful, I find it much more deeply rewarding to give of myself. I have always been the type of person who puts others before myself, and there is no length I won't go to for my loved ones. Most people would say this is one of my greatest flaws, but I personally feel it is one of my greatest strengths.

6. Hockey

One of my biggest passions in life is the great sport of hockey. Unfortunately for me, hockey is not the most prominent of sports in Indiana. I have been lucky enough to travel to several nearby cities (as well as a couple of cities not so nearby) associated with NHL franchises, the most important of those being Detroit, Michigan! :-) One of my goals in life is to attend an NHL game at each of the 30 NHL arenas. So far I have been to six NHL arenas, however there is one team I will have to travel to watch a second time - the Phoenix Coyotes. When I visited Phoenix in March of 2003 for the 2002-2003 season, the Coyotes played at America West Arena. Shortly afterward, the Coyotes started off the 2003-2004 season in October of 2003 playing at their new arena, Jobing.com Arena. If only I had waited seven months to see the Phoenix Coyotes! :-D

7. Christmas Lights

I decided to include an extra item on my list, what with Christmas being less than a week away. One of my favorite things about the holiday season has always been driving around to look at Christmas lights. On my way to work this morning, I contemplated taking a different route until I quickly remembered the house I pass by each morning that is entirely decked out in Christmas lights (unfortunately, I do not have a picture of the house - I would feel weird taking a picture of someone's house without their permission). Even though I drive past this house every morning and evening during the week, each time I pass by it I am just as excited to see it as I was when I first saw it. It's a shame that more people don't decorate their houses for the holidays.

Since there are less than six people that I know of who read this blog, rather than tag six people I am simply going to encourage anyone who happens across this post to complete the exercise. And of course, leave me a comment when you do so I can read your list! :-)

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Down with the Sickness!

Last night, Disturbed was in concert at the Murat Egyptian Room in downtown Indianapolis. Having been alerted by my friend Brian the day tickets went on sale back in October, I immediately purchased two tickets for what would quickly become a sold out show. (Usually I am a procrastinator extraordinaire and would have waited to buy tickets, especially since the venue is general admission only - thankfully, I went against my typical nature!)

My boyfriend Brent and I arrived at the Egyptian Room about a half an hour before the show was slated to start, and I was quickly reminded of why I hate going to concerts in the Winter. Leaving our jackets behind in the car, we walked quickly towards the growing line of people waiting to get into the concert, which not only went down the sidewalk, but wrapped around the building as well. We had both decided to wear our gloves, which helped greatly in keeping us somewhat warmer than we would have otherwise been, and thankfully the line moved relatively quickly so before long we were inside. (That's not to say I didn't tell Brent the entire time we were standing in line how much I hated him for making me go to the concert and stand outside in the cold, even though I am the one who purchased the tickets.)

The opening band was The Art of Dying, and I have to say - I was not impressed. (As Brent said afterward, they certainly killed onstage.) They sounded like your typical run of the mill alternative rock band, whatever alternative rock is supposed to mean nowadays. Being from Canada, I would have expected better (after all, modern day hockey did originate in the great province of Quebec) - but alas, it was not to be. Their best song was a cover of the song Them Bones by Alice in Chains, and even that could have been better.

Unfortunately, for the first half of the Disturbed show, I was even less impressed (it was my third time seeing Disturbed in concert, and the show was quickly becoming my least favorite of the three). It sounded like the volume for the vocals was set too high, and lead singer David Draiman's voice kept cracking while he was singing, not to mention he ruined my favorite song, Land of Confusion, by perverting some of the lyrics. After a mere hour of playing, Draiman said thank you and goodnight, and the members of the band walked offstage. Of course, there was still the encore, and when the band returned to the stage and began singing, everything sounded MUCH better. It was almost like we were at a completely different show.

Afterwards, Brent and I were standing off to the side waiting for some of the crowd to disperse when the father of one of my oldest nephew's wrestling teammates came over to say hello. At first, I thought it was just the dad at the concert with his friend, which for some reason I found absolutely hilarious. A couple of minutes later the son came over to say hello though, so naturally I had to jokingly give him grief about being out late on a school night (a sure sign I am getting old).

All in all, I had a great time at the concert, and I will be looking forward to the next time Disturbed returns to Indianapolis!

Breaking the Habit.

It is no secret that for quite some time now (sadly, for much longer than I would care to admit), I have been stuck in a rut. Over the past several years, I have watched myself become less and less of the bright, vibrant person of my youth, and while all along I have lamented this fact, I have failed to do anything to turn things around.

After stumbling upon Suz's Bookshelf Blog and reading a book she reviewed there, The Next thing on My List by Jill Smolinski, and reading Suz's own life list, I was inspired to create a life list of my own in the hope that it would help me break out of my rut. I decided to make a list of thirty things I want to do before I turn thirty, which is in less than two years. (Yikes!) The following is my list.

My 30 Before 30 List
  1. Try snowboarding.
  2. Join a recreational sports team.
  3. Go see a movie at the movie theater by myself.
  4. Eat at a restaurant by myself.
  5. Write in a journal every day for a month.
  6. Find a cause I am passionate about and get involved.
  7. Educate myself about politics so I can intelligently and effectively defend my political beliefs.
  8. Volunteer at Agape Therapeutic Riding Center.
  9. Learn to ice skate (more specifically, learn to stop without running into the wall of the ice rink).
  10. Buy 1500 thread count Egyptian cotton bed sheets.
  11. Dress up for Halloween (as an adult, Halloween is my least favorite holiday, so I have not dressed up for Halloween since I was a child).
  12. Learn to drive a stick shift.
  13. Be able to run two miles without stopping.
  14. Travel somewhere I have never been.
  15. Visit my maternal grandmother's grave in Evansville, Indiana (the only time I have been to my grandmother's grave was at her funeral, so I have not seen her headstone).
  16. Take the GRE and decide whether or not to apply for graduate school.
  17. Learn basic German.
  18. Attend the 2010 NCAA Men's Frozen Four at Ford Field in Detroit, Michigan.
  19. Have a cookie-baking weekend.
  20. Spend an entire day (24 hours) with my cell phone turned off.
  21. Get dressed up and go out for a fancy dinner.
  22. Go on a carriage ride in downtown Indianapolis. (For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted to go on one of these carriage rides, and I have always said the first man to take me on one was the man I was going to marry. Seeing as how I am nearing thirty and I have never been married, I figured it was time to take destiny into my own hands.)
  23. Tour the Scottish Rite Cathedral in downtown Indianapolis.
  24. Donate blood.
  25. Take ballroom dancing lessons or swing dancing lessons.
  26. Learn to bake madeleines.
  27. Hold a conversation with a stranger.
  28. Attend the Circle of Lights Festival in Indianapolis.
  29. Mail out Christmas cards in time for the cards to arrive BEFORE Christmas. (Every year I buy Christmas cards, and every year the cards never get mailed out. I have quite a vast collection of Christmas cards, and cards for every other holiday for that matter, in my greeting card box.)
  30. Make a new friend (one not connected to someone I already know).
I tried to create a list consisting of a variety of items, including ones that would be fairly easy to complete, as well as several that will push me beyond my comfort zone. While my original intention was to only include items that are within my control, I did let one creep in that is not entirely so - number 18. While I have every intention of attending the 2010 NCAA Men's Frozen Four, it is not simply a matter of purchasing tickets, reserving a hotel room, and driving to Detroit, MI. Tickets are only available through an application process, and are awarded through a lottery system. If you have purchased Frozen Four tickets before, your application is given priority, but a certain number of tickets are set aside for those who are attempting to purchase tickets for the first time. So, you see, as someone who has not previously purchased Frozen Four tickets, I am going to be relying heavily on luck to score tickets (which, historically, my luck tends to be very, very bad). Either that, or I have to hope I have enough money to purchase tickets at an outrageously inflated price from one of the individuals who is lucky enough to be selected through the lottery system and decides to sell their tickets, for whatever reason. (I think I better start saving now, just to be safe.)

The bottom line is at 28-years-old, I feel like I have wasted my life thus far. I am extremely unhappy a majority of the time, I still have a great deal to learn about who I am as a person, and I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. This list is about rediscovering happiness, learning as much as possible about myself and life, and hopefully discovering my life's purpose (or at least what would make me feel like my life is meaningful and worthwhile, and that I am having a positive impact on the world).

If you would like to keep up with the progress I am making on my list, I have dedicated a separate blog to the endeavor, What Is On My List.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

My Wish List. :-)

Currently, I am doing what I do best, and that is procrastinating. :-D In an effort to find ANYTHING to do but actual work (and inspired by Suz), I have been creating my ultimate wish list. I gave myself no rules for making this list - it doesn't matter how much or how little the item costs (or if the item is even available for purchase) - if I want the item, it is going on the list, whether or not I would ever actually buy it. (While I would not be unhappy if any of these items were to find their way into my possession, I do recognize my current budgetary restrictions.)

If you would
like to make your own wish list, you can do so by clicking the following link:

The wish list is created by amazon.com, b
ut you can add things to the list from any website you choose. (How cool is that?!?!)

And of course, if you would like to see what I have added to my list so far, you can do so by clicking here:

Happy virtual shopping! :-)

Friday, November 14, 2008

Bipartisan Efforts.

Earlier this week, in a fit of boredom and nostalgia, my co-worker Kat and I were discussing our glorious childhood memories of Hi-C Ecto Cooler. After doing some research into the matter (and discovering that as recent as 2007, unbeknownst to us, Ecto Cooler had been available under a different name), we decided to take action. Kat called Minute Maid to lodge our complaint about the discontinuation of this wonderfully deceiving drink (it was green in color, but tasted of oranges and tangerines). Feeling that simply calling Minute Maid wasn't enough, we decided to take further action by composing an email to President-elect Obama through his website, http://www.change.gov, which encourages everyone to share their hopes for the new government. Despite having voted differently in the election and not seeing eye to eye on politics, Kat and I were able to unite in our common desire to see the return of Ecto Cooler to grocery store shelves. The following was our letter.

I would like to congratulate President-elect Obama on his recent victory. I admired the way the campaign united the country in an atmosphere of hope. That being said, I would like to share my hope for the country.

I would like to see the return of one of the most celebrated drink flavors of all time, Hi-C Ecto Cooler. I have done some research into this matter and found that in 2001, Ecto Cooler had been renamed to Shoutin' Orange Tangergreen and was renamed again in 2006 to Crazy Citrus Cooler, only to be tragically discontinued in 2007. I believe that with the return of this product, the subsequent buying surge would contribute greatly to the economic stimulus this country so despeartely needs. This would be a change for Main Street rather than Wall Street, and its effects would be felt immediately in the hearts and minds of Americans. People from all over the country would be reunited in their joy of the return of this beloved boxed drink. This is change the average American can believe in.

Thank you for taking the time to give a voice to my dream and the dream of countless others.

To answer your question, yes, we get that bored at work.

And yes, we sent the email.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Today is not your day, Murphy!

It is no secret that I often find myself plagued by Murphy's Law, much more often than the majority of people I know (at least from my point of view). Sure, I have what you could describe as mundane days where nothing of particular interest occurs, but most days in my life follow the rule of anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

Today seemingly started off as one of those days, when after waking up at the wee hour of four thirty in the morning, I arrived at my polling location promplty at six o'clock to discover that the line to vote was already enormous. In years past, I have always gone to vote when the polls first open, and I have never had any problems getting quickly in and out. My heart sank as I parked my car and joined the que standing outside in the chilly morning air. I was certain that despite my efforts, I was going to be late to work, which in turn was going to throw off my entire morning.

Surprisingly, the line seemed to move relatively quickly as I steadily grew closer to the door of the building and to the warmth radiating out from inside, and after standing outside for about twenty minutes, I had finally entered the building. At this point, things seemed to slow down dramatically, and I figured I was still in for a substantial wait. Not long after I was inside, a poll worker came down the line asking for anyone with a last name starting with the letters N through Z. Even though I was still standing relatively close to the door of the building, NO ONE in front of me moved, so I was able to walk straight up to the table at the other side of the room to show my driver's license and receive my ballot. All in all, voting took me about thirty-five minutes.

Murphy 0, Me 1

On my way to stop back by my apartment briefly before heading to work, I realized that the poll worker could have challenged my eligibility to vote since the address on my driver's license did not match the address on my voter registration. (What a catastrophe that would have been!) Thankfully, the poll worker simply asked me about the discrepancy in my address, and let me go on my merry way (it probably helped that I live on the same road - I had simply moved into a bigger apartment in the same building).

Murphy 0, Me 2

Since I was now going to be early to work, and I had spent twenty minutes standing outside in the cold, I rationalized stopping at Starbucks to get a peppermint hot chocolate and a protein plate for breakfast (the protein plate includes a hard boiled egg
, crisp apple slices, seedless red grapes, a whole wheat mini bagel, cheddar cheese, and peanut butter). Upon opening my wallet to pay for my purchase, I realized I had forgotten to put my driver's license back in my wallet (I had stuck it in my back pocket after showing it to the poll worker). I immediately checked my back pocket for my license, only to discover that it was missing. I momentarily panicked, as normally this would be the time the Starbucks cashier would ask to see my driver's license since the back of my check card isn't signed. Amazingly, the cashier simply swiped my card and handed it back to me.

Murphy 0, Me 4 (One point for the cashier not asking to see my driver's license, and one point for me losing my driver's license AFTER I voted.)

Of course, there was still the matter of WHERE I lost my driver's license. The worst case scenario was I dropped it at my polling location, and someone picked it up and was running rampant around the city using my driver's license to cast multiple votes, for which I would then be arrested on account of voter fraud. Retracing my steps in my mind, I remembered when I stopped back at my apartment I used the restroom. That had to be it - I was certain my driver's license was laying on my bathroom floor. Unfortunately, the Starbucks I stopped at was down the street from where I work, and I couldn't go back to my apartment to see if my theory was correct.

To make an otherwise already long story short, after completing the morning work I took my lunch break to go back to my apartment, and you guessed it, I found my driver's license laying on my bathroom floor.

Murphy 0, Me 5 (In your face Murphy!)

Naturally, the rest of the day has been one of mundanity.

Friday, October 31, 2008

A Penny for Your Thoughts.

Earlier this week, I emptied all of the pennies from my wallet into the Harry Plopper piggy bank that sits by my computer monitor at work (I had AT LEAST twenty cents worth of pennies weighing down my wallet). This morning as I was driving to work, I was going to be extremely early and decided to stop at McDonald's for a fruit and walnut salad and small orange juice, despite having woken up with a severe headache that was making me nauseous and causing me to have no desire whatsoever to eat. (What better way to kill time than by idling in a busy drive thru, right?) After placing my order, the drive thru attendee told me my total was $4.01. As I pulled forward and got my wallet out of my purse to retrieve my money (there is a sign at the drive thru that CLEARLY tells you to have your money ready), I was reminded of my aforementioned penny dumping. It figures after weeks of pennies accumulating in my wallet, the moment I get rid of them is the exact moment I need one. (It is Murphy's Law, after all, which seems to be the predominate law governing my life.) Once I pulled up to the first drive-thru window (I think McDonald's is the only fast food establishment that actually uses both of their drive-thru windows), I handed the drive-thru attendee $10.10. As she entered my tender into the register and was about to hand me my change, she looked over at me and said, "You do know you gave me ten dollars and ten cents, right?" My reply was to chuckle slightly and say, "Yes, I know - I didn't have a penny." A light suddenly came on in her head, as apparently she thought I was trying to engage in some sort of trickery by handing her a dime rather than a penny, when I was simply trying to avoid getting ninety-nine cents in change. Perhaps drive thru attendees are often on the receiving end of pranks, and her mind was on high alert what with today being Halloween and all. You never can tell in this day and age.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

My Happy Life List.

My Happy Life List

Every Day, I Would Like To....
  1. Set a good example for my nephews and nieces.
  2. Write in a journal.
  3. Take time out to read.
  4. Exercise.
Every Week, I Would Like To....
  1. Spend quality time with my nephews and nieces.
  2. Maintain my close relationships with my family and friends.
  3. Do something active.
  4. Put money into a savings account.
In 3 Months, I Would Like To....
  1. Unpack and have my apartment looking the way I want it to.
  2. Develop a budget and stick to it.
  3. Learn about photography and how to properly use my digital camera.
  4. Pack my lunch at least four days a week so that I can save money and eat healthier by not eating fast food for lunch every day.
Before This Time Next Year, I Would Like To....
  1. Lose 20 pounds.
  2. Rent a chalet in the Smoky Mountains for a weekend getaway.
  3. Reconnect with old friends with whom I have lost contact over the years.
  4. Find the serenity for which I have been so desperately searching.
In 3 to 5 Years, I Would Like To....
  1. Pay off all of my debt.
  2. Get married.
  3. Start a family.
  4. Go to graduate school and further my education.
Before I Die, I Would Like To....
  1. Visit all 30 NHL arenas.
  2. Travel to a foreign country to experience the beauty and culture there.
  3. Own a horse.
  4. Discover and fulfill my life's purpose.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

What Color Glasses Do You See The World Through?

You See the World Through Blue Colored Glasses

You live your life with tranquility. You have faith that things will work themselves out with time.
You judge all your interactions through the lens of hope. You try to get all the facts before forming your opinion.

You face challenges with wisdom. You know that all bad things pass, and you have the confidence to see problems through.
You see love as the utmost expression of trust. Your relationships tend to be peaceful and stable.

At your worst, you can be cool, melancholy, and detached. You sometimes have to step back from emotionally charged situations.
You are at your happiest when you are able to reflect and relax.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Which of the Five Senses Are You?

You are the Sense of Touch

You are a highly sensitive and easily moved person.
You love to get as close to other people as possible.
Human connection is very important to you.

You are also likely to be an animal lover who loves animals as much as humans.
In fact, you like almost anything soft!
You have expensive taste in clothes and furniture. It's all about the fabric.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Another Friday evening spent at Riley Hospital.

As some of you already know, Friday evening my 13-year-old niece Laura was rushed to Riley Hospital in an ambulance. Laura had been at the Brickyard Festival at the Knights of Columbus on 71st Street and Keystone Avenue with her friend Mikaela and Mikaela's sisters, mother, and grandmother. Laura, who like many other members in her family suffers from social anxiety, was uncomfortable being around the large group of people at the festival. She was handling things fine until she ended up standing too close to a grill and began coughing because of all of the smoke. When Laura couldn't breathe, she started to hyperventilate, and then she had a panic attack. The paramedic said she was shaking uncontrollably and fading in and out of consciousness (however, she does not recall this - she swears that she was merely dizzy and needed to sit down, and that she was fully aware of what was happening the entire time). Laura's stepfather rode with her in the ambulance to the hospital while my sister followed behind. I arrived at the hospital shortly after everyone else, having been at home when my sister called to tell me Laura was being taken away in an ambulance. We were at Riley until about three in the morning, but Laura seemed to bounce right back and is doing well now. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who was praying for Laura on Friday night. I am extremely thankful that it wasn't something more serious!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Manners Suck.

I was in Dover, Delaware recently, visiting my best friend Tory for her birthday. Naturally while I was there, we had to stop in at Dunkin' Donuts to purchase several of the delightful morsels. As we entered the Dunkin' Donuts on North Dupont Highway, there was a sign posted on the door. It said, "Please complete cell phone calls prior to placing your order." I found this to be extremely amusing, so I made Tory get her camera out of her purse so I could take a picture of the sign. I find it comical yet oddly disturbing that customers talking on their cell phones while simultaneously placing an order at the counter of Dunkin' Donuts has become a large enough problem that the manager, or whoever is in charge of the establishment, has had to place a sign on the door in an attempt to eliminate this rude behavior. Now, I myself am one of those individuals who is attached at the hip to their cell phone - but seriously people! Has our world really become one that is completely devoid of any and all manners?

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

This is for Nici. :-)

Nici, I didn't have your email address to send you these images, so I figured I would post them here and then you can copy them if you like. I immediately thought of you when I saw them on Facebook. Enjoy! :-)

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Update on Prayer Request for My Uncle Bill.

I am relieved to say that my Uncle Bill's cancer has not returned. Thankfully, my uncle's doctor was correct in his suspicions. It was my uncle's gall bladder causing his abdominal pain, so my uncle has already had surgery to have his gall bladder removed. The results of my uncle's bone marrow aspiration also came back negative, so it looks like he is in the clear. Thank you to all who were keeping my uncle in your thoughts and prayers!

Thursday, May 1, 2008

The Fool Who Ripped Her Pants

Yesterday at work, I was weighing rats when one of them started to jump out of my hand. Instinctively, I went into a squat as I tried to catch the rat and keep it from falling to the floor. Unfortunately when I did this, I heard a distinct ripping sound. Thankfully, it happened near the end of my workday, and the tear was along the back pocket of my jeans, so it wasn't terribly noticeable. However, the pair of jeans I was wearing were one of two pairs I have that actually fit me, so now I am down to one pair of jeans. :-(

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Prayer Request.

Please pray for my Uncle Bill. He recently went to the hospital emergency room because he was having severe abdominal pain, and the emergency room doctor's diagnosis was that my uncle's cancer was back, this time in his spleen. However, my uncle's doctor thinks this was a misdiagnosis, and that my uncle simply had a gallbladder attack. My uncle is having a bone marrow aspiration today, so hopefully we will have more information and a correct (non-cancer related) diagnosis soon.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Midewest Earthquake.

Yesterday morning at approximately 5:38a.m., I was awaken abruptly when my studio apartment began to shake. It felt like the entire apartment was vibrating; my futon was creaking and the chandelier in the living area was swaying. At first I thought I was in the middle of a tornado, but my mind quickly reasoned that there had been no severe storms in the weather forecast. My apartment is at the end of the hallway on the second floor, so it is next to the laundry facility. As the shaking continued, it sounded like someone was doing laundry and the washers had gone off-balance and were banging into each other. Then, as quickly as it had started, the shaking stopped. I laid in bed for a couple of minutes, contemplating trying to go back to sleep, my heart racing and my body too paralyzed to get up and look around. Finally I rolled over and switched on the television, turning on the Channel 8 morning news. Minutes after I had turned on the television, there was breaking news about an earthquake centered in southern Illinois. Suddenly everything made sense, and my body finally began to relax. The moral of the story? If I am ever in a catastrophic situation, I will surely be doomed, seeing as how even just the thought of a possible tornado is enough to paralyze me. :-D On a more serious note, it does make me wonder how I would react were a truly dangerous situation to arise.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Where A Kid Can Be A Kid.

On March 24th, I saw one of my best friends from childhood, Allison, that I had last seen when we were in highschool. Allison, her mom, and her three children spent the day in Indianapolis going to the Children's Museum and Build-A-Bear, with their final stop being the ever popular family entertainment center Chuck E. Cheese's. I met them for dinner that evening after I got off work, and it was a blast. :-) I was nervous at first, because you can never really predict what it is going to be like when you see someone for the first time in years, but I was pleasantly surprised to find it was like no time had passed between us at all. It is comforting to know that true friendships do exist, where no matter how much time has passed or what has happened in your life, you can always pick up right where you left off. I have to say, my favorite part of the evening was when Allison and I got up to play some games. Not only is Chuck E. Cheese's a place where a kid can be a kid, but it is a place where an adult can be a kid as well. :-) Here's hoping I will always be able to connect with my inner child.

Monday, March 10, 2008

I Got Tagged.

Here's how you play: Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird random facts, habits or goals about yourself, and at the end choose 10 people to be tagged. List their names and why you tagged them, and don't forget to leave them a comment saying (You're It!) and to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you so since you can't tag me back let me know when you are done so that I can go read YOUR blog answers...

1. I have an irrational fear of the toilet overflowing. I don't know why or when I developed this fear, but any time a toilet becomes clogged or overflows, I freak out - and not in a good way. I actually have nightmares about my toilet overflowing.

2. I bought my first car (a 1992 Chevrolet Cavalier RS) on December 23, 1998, when I was eighteen. I am now 27-years-old, and I still drive the same car. How sad is that?! My car has been through two accidents, several alternators, a catalytic converter and two exhaust pipes, a blown head gasket and a cracked head, transmission and radiator repairs, two break-ins, and almost 200,000 miles (and those are just the major things). Her name is Faithful.

3. When I was younger, I painted my bedroom hot pink in honor of my favorite wrestler, Bret "The Hitman" Hart, complete with a life size poster of The Hitman on my wall. At night when my bedroom lights were on and my blinds were up, my room looked like it glowed from outside, and you could clearly see the poster.

4. My mother says when I was little I would call my stomach my stummy, a combination of stomach and tummy. So when I didn't feel well, I would go around saying "I have a stummyache."

5. I was born on the Fourth of July. Up until I was 10-years-old, my parents would tell me that the fireworks were for me and that everyone was celebrating my birthday. (No, I wasn't gullible enough to believe them, just in case you were wondering.) One of my favorite things to do on my birthday is to go see fireworks, but I rarely get to do that nowadays.

6. When I was a baby, my maternal grandmother made me a little pillow. My mother says that even as a baby, I would refuse to go to sleep without Little Pillow. When I was older, Little Pillow was incorporated into my bedtime prayer, where I would bless all of my favorite things - "God bless everybody, especially Crackle and Pop (my pet mice), Baby Holly Hobby, Hello Kitty, Glow Worm, Good Luck Bear, and Little Pillow. Amen." As an adult, I still sleep with Little Pillow - and I still say the addition my mother and I created to my bedtime prayer, even though I no longer have any of those things except for Little Pillow.

7. When I was eight-years-old and in second grade, I was hit by a pickup truck while walking home from school. The crossguard had just told us to start crossing the street, and I was at the front of the line. With one foot off the curb, a 16-year-old boy late getting back to school thought he could make it before we started crossing. Ignoring the crossguard's stop sign, he hit me. The thing that upset me most about the accident was that my favorite sweatsuit was ruined (the same grandmother who made Little Pillow had made the sweatsuit for me). Apparently I skidded across the asphalt on the left side of my face, although I never got to see the damage. A sixth grade girl I didn't know rode with me in the back of the ambulance to the hospital. I don't remember anything about her except that we had the same last name. I never saw her again, and I'm not sure if I ever got a chance to thank her for what she did for me.

8. I choked on a sugar baby once because I was laughing at my boyfriend at the time. He had gotten a new credit card in the mail, and the company had put "Mrs." in front of his name. For some reason I found this extremely hilarious, and I started laughing hysterically, which caused me to choke on the sugar baby I had been eating. My boyfriend had to administer the heimlich maneuver on me. I wouldn't eat sugar babies for a long time after that, and to this day I still don't eat them very often.

9. I love cherries, but dislike almost anything cherry flavored (especially cherry flavored candy and Koolaid).

10. The summer between sixth and seventh grade, I broke my left arm running away from a bee (in my defense, the bee was HUGE - and scary). That summer, we had had a problem with carpenter bees boring holes in the wood fence surrounding our patio. That particular day, Natasha had ridden her bike over. Later, when we went to retrieve Natasha's bike off the patio, we saw the carpenter bees flying around her bike. I started to run around the apartment building to my front door so I could get my dad and tell him the bees had returned. In the process of running I fell, thus breaking my arm. I not only broke both my radius and ulna, but bent them both as well, so that my arm was curved. I had to have surgery to straighten my arm, before which the doctor comforted me by saying the worst he could do was snap both the bones in my arm in half. To this day, my left wrist and fingers are smaller than my right wrist and fingers, a result of having a cast on my left arm.

I am choosing not to tag anyone, because most of the people I would tag probably wouldn't take the time to do this. However, if you do want to do this, I would love to read your answers!