Monday, June 30, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
- Movie that best represents your love life: I dunno. Halloween H20?
- Favorite college class: Abnormal Psychology
- Least favorite college class: Probably Algebra. It's the only one where I cried routinely during the exams
- Vocalist you’d most want to sound like: Perhaps Neko Case
- Worst date you’ve ever been on: D, all of the above
- Favorite pair of shoes: Green Pumas that once spent a whole summer under a friend's pile of laundry
- Beverage you most commonly consume when out on the town: Beer. Hello-Wisconsinite here!
- Name a song you consider a guilty pleasure: Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. It's super great to run to!
- Ever worn fishnets? If so, when was the last occasion? No. no no no.
- Best concert you’ve ever been to: I haven't been to enough to define a 'best'
- Actor/actress you can’t stand: Mandy Moore?
- Person you would punch if you ran into them, and there wasn’t going to be any consequences: G.W.B or my brother in law
- If you won a shopping spree and could choose any store, what store would you choose? Boston Store or Macys
- Favorite aspect of summer: Lounging outside
- Relative you’d most enjoy getting drunk with: my nephew Lee
- First item you’d purchase if you won the lottery: a house in Madison. And that's probably the ONLY way I will ever afford one, anyway.
- Favorite bar or restaurant: Cheers. Yes, the tv show bar. This question is much too general for me to pick one place to eat. I love too many places.
- Worst injury: Broken Arm, circa 1991
- If you had to pick a karaoke song to sing this very moment, what would you choose? Meh. I have never done karaoke and I probably never will. But since I HAVE to, maybe 'Carey' by Joni Mitchell
- If you could change an aspect of your childhood, what would it be? I wouldn't have been subjected to 4th and 5th grade at Miller Elementary.
- If you had to eat the same meal for two weeks straight (and didn’t have any monetary restrictions), what would it be? No consequences for my health either? For some reason, I am thinking Chicken Pot Pie. I dunno.
- Is there a movie that you still haven’t seen, and that most people have? Yeah, probably. Like Wayne's World
- Most valuable possession that you’ve lost or had stolen: mmm. Cell phone (s)
- Song you’d have playing at your funeral: First thought, Instant Karma (we all shine on), John Lennon
- Hobby you’ve considered taking up: Windsurfing
- If someone made a movie of your life, what band/artist would most likely be on the soundtrack? I have no idea.
- Worst haircut or color you’ve ever had: The one where I could impersonate 'The Donald'
- Article of clothing you’re now embarrassed that you wore in public: HUGE t-shirts. Like 5 sizes too big.
- Favorite caffeinated beverage:Vanilla Latte
- Favorite high school memory: Either 'skippy', or Holman Show Choir Competition. Or Voice lesson. I was really happy at voice lessons.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
It isn't odd that I don't know what is going on. Disclosing the kind of information that I am missing isn't polite, or normal, or probably even expected. I don't know. I have been in three other weddings, but they were all for family members, and I was probably 16 when I was in the latest one. My parents paid for everything, a gift wasn't expected, I didn't attend showers, I just showed up and did what I was told to do, basically. So this is basically a whole new ball of wax.
I would ask you, my readers, what your opinion is on bridal party etiquette, but probably 75% of you are in the same wedding I am in, so it doesn't make sense. If there's anyone out there with more experience, let me know!
- Do the people in the wedding party give gifts to the couple individually or together?
- Some respondents to this question have said that the party doesn't give gifts because of the expense incurred involving the ceremony, i.e. travel, dress/rental, shoes, time loss at work, etc.
- The party that I am a part of decided that we WANT to give gifts, and because we are all over the country, that we will give them individually.
- When there is a bridal shower, do you buy two gifts? One for the shower and one for the wedding?
- Even if the custom calls for two gifts, it isn't possible for me to adhere to that, so I purchased one gift, but I don't know when to give it!
- If you are not told how much something will cost, but it is something absolutely required, does that mean that you are still paying for it?
- The most major cost is in the bridesmaid dress, so usually it is pretty obvious who will be responsible for paying for it (only the rarest and richest of couples are able to provide dresses). There are many other costs that come up, though. I am 99% sure that the rehearsal dinner is paid for, but what about housing accommodations or hair styling (for the ladies)?
- What is the maid of honor's role?
- One thing I know from this experience is that the m.o.h is the one who plans the bachelorette party. I am thinking that if it is a self contained, more formal event, with guests, invitations, a rented venue, etc, the m.o.h. probably pays for some of it herself.
- I am guessing that the Best Man's role is pretty much the same as the M.O.H. But I am not a guy, and I have never stood behind the groom, so I can't be so sure.
I know this is all very tacky and taboo for me to be writing about. But I know that I can't be the only one with these questions, cause nobody I have asked has been able to give me a straight answer. Also, I am a poor, post-college single woman. This is my excuse for why many of my concerns center around money. I also understand that many of the answers to these questions change with the conditions surrounding each specific wedding. The age, social situation, cultural background, stage in life and possible previous weddings all effect those answers.
Beyond all of my questions and confusions, I am totally pumped to stand up and say that, 'Yes, I approve of this relationship, and I am proud to witness this beautiful ceremony of love commitment between two people whom I care about.' I am also pretty freaking excited to attend the associated parties with my BEST friends and celebrate like I've never done before. That's all, ya'll
Friday, June 20, 2008
I wasn't wanting to leave (for overseas). Amanda encouraged me to think about my reasons for wanting to go abroad, the fact that I felt like I was running away from the things that weren't happening for me here, and to consider why that might not be the best reason to go. She thinks I should try to find something to do overseas that I might actually like to do. What a concept, right? Or I should go somewhere where I can learn things too, like possibly to a Spanish speaking country, where I could take classes to learn the language. Cause really, Spanish would be a huge bonus to me. The dang languages opens doors. Amanda also calmed some of my fears about losing contact with the people that I have gotten to know in the church. I was afraid that she might leave and go to another church, I was afraid that people would move away and I would never see them again. Basically, she reassured me that I wouldn't be forgotten about, that we would keep in contact if I wanted, that I would be supported.
After considering not doing it for a couple hours, I think I still want to do it. I mean, besides HATING to quit something once I have decided on it, I really would like to go on adventure, be challenged and come home changed somewhat. I do NOT want to leave my friends, family and community, but at least I am free to do what I want right now. Plus, my friends? They are all gone (physically speaking) anyway. Now is the time. It's going to be hard, but hopefully great. Right now, I am thinking, "Lets get this thing started." Just don't abandon me, friends.
I am at Zuzu cafe right now, waiting for Amanda. We are talking about the fact that I am leaving...a meeting instigated by me, so I will probably be responsible for most of the conversation, something that scares me just enough to liquefy my insides a bit. I wanted to get here first, settle down and wait, and that's just what I did. Not a small feat considering it isn't even 8 o'clock. That gives you, my lucky ones, a sneak peek into how riled up I can get over something so small. I can get up at 6:30, a half an hour earlier than necessary (holy shit, I spelled it right on the first time!) and I am all jazzed up on my own homegrown caffeine. It's like I have super powers. I am ANXIETY GIRL! Don't mess with me or I will get all nervous.... yeah, not intimidating.
Can you tell that I am just randomly blathering to keep busy right now? Unfortunately you get to suffer with me. I will let you off the hook for right now. Must go, I guess.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
On another note, I now have tied last years total posts! 88! I think this might be a more productive posting year... as long as I don't die before I post again! dun dun DUN!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Note the mood swing from a couple of days ago. What could this mean?
Monday, June 16, 2008
I got an interesting email today from a guy named alexander. Right off the bat, a hint of where he is writing from. Yes, Russia. This is what he said:
Thank you for applying to work for English First in Russia.
We have read your details with interest and would like to take the process further.
We currently have vacancies in our schools located in Moscow.
Could you please send us your CV and scanned copies of your qualifications?
Could also complete the Teacher Candidate Details form?
Find attached the FAQ document which will hopefully answer any questions you may have.
We look forward to hearing from you.
The double spacing makes me think that it got all scrambled on its journey half way around the world, and those extra spaces got thrown in when it was put back together. Also...what the hell!? They want me? Russia wants me. I don't have a CV written, I don't know what papers I would have detailing my qualifications, but I did fill out the attached Teacher Candidate Details form. The other stuff with give me something to do on Tuesday and Wednesday when 'it all becomes too much for me to handle'. I am sure I will think that exact quote sometime soon.
I got my very expensive hair done today too. I am not sure if anyone will be able to tell that it is 'different'. But I really like it. Pic!
I really have no excuse for the sexpot face. Live with it. Tell me what you think, though.
I have had a few questions about what 'Diva Dash' means. It's a 5K race on July 13th that I will be participating in here in Madison. You, and everyone you know is welcome to attend, but you must cheer for me, and not point and laugh. Those are my requirements. Here's the official info: Diva Dash
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
- 7:30am Coffee with Hooferchicks
- Return projector to district office
- work til 2
- Make 3 batches of rice crispy treats
- TORNADO WARNING -to the basement!
- Kids come at work
- TORNADO WARNING - to the basement!
- Kids eat rice crispy treats and play a while
- TORNADO WARNING - to the basement! Where we spend the rest of the afternoon, hot, sweaty and bored. What a way to end the year. Makes the transition easier for me, I think.
- Home, finally
- Vegetables - first pick up from our CSA! Radishes, garlic something (looks like clover flowers), spinach, salad mix, chives and a basil plant! They gave us a little plant in a pot!
- Wine with Greg at Barriques. Fun time!
- Throw in a couple more TORNADO WARNINGS in there, cause there were like 15 tornadoes today, we were basically always under a warning.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
I am excited for it to be the VERY LAST DAY but at the same time, I am sad that I won't get to see my Ula, or my Riley or any of the other kiddies again. EVER. Maybe tomorrow will be super hard! Then it would be easy.
After work, I am meeting Greg for some coffee or wine. Probably wine. I mean, it is the VERY LAST DAY. Celebration is in order. Or drowning of the sorrows. I say, both! And, yes, I believe this to be a date with a guy I have actually met. lol. That sounds so weird. I am NOT going to get super pumped up about wine and boy. I will keep you 'posted'. lol.
Speaking of puns, today I was opening a sesame seed packet for one of those 'simply asia' bowls, and I couldn't get it to rip. So I yelled, "OPEN!...sesame". And then laughed at my pathetic joke for like 5 minutes. I kill me.
Otherwise, Six Feet Under is the best show I have EVER seen. I recommend it wholeheartedly.
I am thankful for the time I have had thus far in my life and for whatever time I have left.
Monday, June 9, 2008
As you may have noticed from my last post, this weekend was exhausting and emotionally draining. In addition, my general emotional well being has begun to slip. I am second guessing myself more, I feel much more inhibited, anxiety stricken and self conscience. One example to illustrate my point: As you may recall, I went out with Amanda et al last Tuesday and didn't have my wallet with me to pay for my portion of the bill (which I was totally upfront about before we even left). So I owed Amanda $15, no problem. I tried to give her the money yesterday, and she wouldn't let me. Just thinking about that exchange makes me cringe. I. do. not. like. owing. money. To anyone. Especially people who are exponentially 'better' than me, people who have no real reason to want me around and to whom I feel a need to provide a reason to like me (this would be contrasted with normal situations where people will like you until you give them a reason NOT to). Don't get me wrong, Amanda has given me no reason to think that she is seeing me this way, this is my own issue to get around. Regardless, I now owe her money, and it makes me feel bad. I always worry in these situations that the 'giver' will think I forgot my money maliciously, which makes me look like I think I am 'worth' someone spending money on me (especially people higher than me on the social scale) or that I am 'owed' it somehow. Blech on that.
Anyway, I am feeling pretty worthless for this and other reasons. There has been a very unproductive round of emails between me and a potential date that has contributed to my feelings. Beyond this is the fear that has been creeping in about death and the fact that everyone I know dying. Sometimes I take a disastrous mental turn, experimenting how I would react if something horrible or wonderful happened. During a recent funeral, I decided to see how I would feel if my best friend in the whole world died. This was NOT a fun mental game. It left me with residual feelings of fear and loneliness. A recipe for happiness if I ever heard one.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
- Attempted 3 miles. Failed.
- "Worked" all day Saturday, somehow avoided tornadoes
- Drinking Saturday night: found out I rock at the card game '99' and earned 3 blisters on the top of my feet.
- Attended church absolutely soaking wet after walking 2 blocks in a torrential downpour.
- Learned two new songs for a funeral.
- Drove to New Glarus, got lost on the way.
- Picked up beautiful bridesmaid dress.
- Sampled beer at the brewery.
- Cried, sang, cried, sang, cried, ate at funeral.
- Was rained on, again.
- Saw Sex And The City in dress from said funeral, as there was no time to change.
- Rained on, one last, final time.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
On Tuesday night I had a meeting at church about starting a second service. I love being in this group. Its only 6 people, and that includes P.A. (that's what I am going to abbreviate Pastor Amanda as now) and Deacon (no more names, but for the last time, her name is Tina, in case I slip up and use 'real' names and not titles or blog names). I feel important and valued and I can have an impact on things. I don't think I have had this kind of influence in anything since probably junior year in high school when I was a leader in show choir. Of course, looking back on that time, I remind myself of Dwight from the office. Assistant manager? No, assistant TO the regional manager. I won't let that happen again, don't worry.
Anyway, back to the meeting. We got things accomplished, I didn't present myself as a donkey nearly as much as I could have, honing my filtering skills. Afterwards, I was so hungry, it was after 9pm and I hadn't had dinner. After expressing my incredible need for food, PA suggested we go out. I was all...yes, please. So we all went to the Greenbush Bar, had a few drinks, pizza and calamari. PA had one glass of wine. One. But she is such a lightweight that she wanted someone else to drive on the way back. Because I live one single block from her, I volunteered. I was my pastors DD. What a surreal thing. Anyway, it was a great night.
At the bar,
Side note, I have decided against using titles. First names is even more anonymous.
At the bar, Tina and Erin talked about a newish website called Pandora. Basically it's a streaming music site, where you determine the kinds of music that will be played. You enter in names of artists that you like, and it knows the elements of that music and will play other music with those kinds of elements in them. For instance, I entered 'Death Cab for Cutie', 'Rilo Kiley', and 'Fiest' and they gave me those artists, somewhat plus a ton of unheardofbyme artists. Like: Kim Taylor, the mysteries of life, The Eames Era, and Mansun. You can also share your 'stations' with friends and mix stations and it's just awesome. They find the main features of each song or artist and if you like it, they find other songs with the same features. For example, here is the main features of "This Seat is Taken" by The Mysteries of Life:
mellow rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
major key tonality
acoustic rhythm guitars
It's cool. Check it out here.
While I am ALL for scavenger hunts and fun games on a daily basis, I would like to add an element of seriousness to my blog. I will try to add something that I am thankful for or grateful for after each blog post. I think remembering that we have so much good in our lives helps balance the complaints we have for the day, and I usually have a ton of those. I realize this might get tiring if I only come on to blog about that, so I will probably just add it to blog posts that I have another reason for writing. So, to start:
I am thankful that I have people who love me, be they near or far.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
I bought black shoes for a wedding and a funeral, I think they will work for both. Buying $70 shoes for two specific events is like buying two pairs at $35, right? Anyway, yes, I will be attending another funeral on Sunday, for a man from my church. He loved the choir, was in it for many years, so his wife requested we sing. I needed shoes. I wish I would have had them for my grandpa's funeral last week though, then they would have only seemed like $18 a wearing. Anyway, with no further ado, here are the shoes:Please disregard that little piece of tissue on the seat in front of the shoe. That was from the buckle, and I was in a hurry last night, uploading, syncing, uploading, syncing.
I also bought a dress, because I have like no dressy clothes...and it seems like funerals are becoming popular, so I needed something to wear. So. The dress:If you want to know how it is supposed to look, click here. Back to work!
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Since I agreed to write posts about 'Home', I am posting a picture of my current home. It's pretty spectacular. The picture tells the whole story.This was what my house looked like 5 months ago: Gross, huh?
Anyway, I had a most excellent day! Church was generally wonderful, I sang seven different songs. It was a musically charged service today and then I was asked to sing with two other people at a service on Father's Day so we rehearsed that too. My roommate surprised me there too! Then there was a great fellowship afterward with chocolate fondue and brownies, punch with sorbet in it... mmmmmm And cheese balls (not the cheeto like things). Get this.... I asked out guyIlikefromchurch! We exchanged numbers. :) Go me. Oh, he is the pics from the speech proof. And he is not disabled.
After church, female roommate and I went for a walk in the arb. When I got back I fell asleep on the couch watching the Brewers kick the pants off of Houston. Then Dad showed up and we went canoing out to picnic point and back. I did NOT have a panic attack like last time! Woo hoo! I wasn't even nervous. Then dad and I walked down state st to Tutto Pasta... (yummy) and shared some cold stone on the way back (cake batter with brownies and strawberries).
It was an absolutely BEAUTIFUL day, weather wise. I don't think it could have been more perfect. 80 degrees, partly cloudy, no humidity, no bugs. If I could live everyday like today, I would without hesitation.
The theme for June blogging is home. Whatever home means to you! A place where you keep all your stuff, the place you came from, a place you dream of creating, or something you hold in your heart.
If you'd like to participate in blogging every day for the month of June and would like to be listed on the blogroll, go to nablopomo.com, click on Blogrolls, click on the June Blogroll, and follow the instructions. Please join us!
Sounds like a good deal to me, anybody else interested?