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So I get back from lunch, casually load my friends page, and see that Shana and Phillip are engaged!!! Congratulations, guys! It's about time! Though, Phillip, you could have chosen a day when everyone was less wary. :D Yes...one by one, the LJ girls I pray for weekly are finding great men. Prayer is powerful. Hang in there, girls. :)

So far, today is a better day. Yesterday got increasingly worse, work-wise. By 5:00 I was practically in tears of frustration. I went home and talked at length with Kathy, and then went to band practice. I'm so thankful that I can play, because there's nothing like a good music practice to calm and cleanse you inside. I felt much better. On the way home I called my dad for advice, and he assured me that things would be okay. So today's resolution is to do the best job I can, and leave it at that. Sometimes God reminds me that I can't do anything by my own strength. I think yesterday was one of those reminders..

It's official: I'm not tutoring Yolanda anymore. :( Her mother was displeased with her last report card and blamed Streets (not her or the school) for not teaching her well enough. So she's pulled her out of the program. Logic, anyone? I gave them the okay to match me with another kid. They do need tutors badly, and I can't just give up because things aren't working out. I'm applying my Ezra Principle.

Tonight one of my favorite Friends episodes is on! And the 10:30 one will be good, too. Last night's was the first episode of Season 2, when Rachel goes to get Ross at the airport and he gets off the plane with Julie. I discovered to my chagrin that I have almost the entire episode memorized. Anyway, I also get to be with Evan! I feel like I've hardly seen him at all, since we were apart all weekend and he's been busy this week. Yay for quality time.
chestnutcurls: (tea)
So I get back from lunch, casually load my friends page, and see that Shana and Phillip are engaged!!! Congratulations, guys! It's about time! Though, Phillip, you could have chosen a day when everyone was less wary. :D Yes...one by one, the LJ girls I pray for weekly are finding great men. Prayer is powerful. Hang in there, girls. :)

So far, today is a better day. Yesterday got increasingly worse, work-wise. By 5:00 I was practically in tears of frustration. I went home and talked at length with Kathy, and then went to band practice. I'm so thankful that I can play, because there's nothing like a good music practice to calm and cleanse you inside. I felt much better. On the way home I called my dad for advice, and he assured me that things would be okay. So today's resolution is to do the best job I can, and leave it at that. Sometimes God reminds me that I can't do anything by my own strength. I think yesterday was one of those reminders..

It's official: I'm not tutoring Yolanda anymore. :( Her mother was displeased with her last report card and blamed Streets (not her or the school) for not teaching her well enough. So she's pulled her out of the program. Logic, anyone? I gave them the okay to match me with another kid. They do need tutors badly, and I can't just give up because things aren't working out. I'm applying my Ezra Principle.

Tonight one of my favorite Friends episodes is on! And the 10:30 one will be good, too. Last night's was the first episode of Season 2, when Rachel goes to get Ross at the airport and he gets off the plane with Julie. I discovered to my chagrin that I have almost the entire episode memorized. Anyway, I also get to be with Evan! I feel like I've hardly seen him at all, since we were apart all weekend and he's been busy this week. Yay for quality time.
chestnutcurls: (weather)
Yesterday was the best day! I got to go home a little early- on a Thursday!- because my boss wasn't here, so my director sent me home. Evan was finished with my car, so I got to spend some unexpected time with him. Since we rarely see each other in daylight, it was a big deal. He did a great job fixing the car...I'm so overwhelmed by how smart and generous he is. :) Then Kathy ordered a pizza for dinner, and I took a good walk, and Friends was on, and then Evan came back from class. I have an overwhelming feeling of gratefulness and goodwill. God blesses me so much. The only dark spot on the day was that tutoring was cancelled again, and it looks like I'm not going to be tutoring Yolanda anymore. Streets is a great ministry, but I have to really think about whether I want to start again with another kid. This will be the third time they've switched me, and I'm getting discouraged. I'm not sure yet what to do.

Sometimes when I'm feeling great and my friends are upset, I feel guilty. I feel like I need to be down there with them in order to help them. But I might not be able to help them if I was depressed, too. Plus, it's only recently that I've been happy on a more permanent basis. So maybe God can use my happiness. :) I'm not sure what my point was in sharing that.

The (unintentional) theme of this week's lyrics quiz is Feelings. I only have 8 this week because it's getting harder to come up with songs people will know. Also, I sometimes include songs that I know one person will know, but then they don't take the quiz and it's very disappointing. So please at least look! You might know one. I'm not that weird. :) La la la )
chestnutcurls: (weather)
Yesterday was the best day! I got to go home a little early- on a Thursday!- because my boss wasn't here, so my director sent me home. Evan was finished with my car, so I got to spend some unexpected time with him. Since we rarely see each other in daylight, it was a big deal. He did a great job fixing the car...I'm so overwhelmed by how smart and generous he is. :) Then Kathy ordered a pizza for dinner, and I took a good walk, and Friends was on, and then Evan came back from class. I have an overwhelming feeling of gratefulness and goodwill. God blesses me so much. The only dark spot on the day was that tutoring was cancelled again, and it looks like I'm not going to be tutoring Yolanda anymore. Streets is a great ministry, but I have to really think about whether I want to start again with another kid. This will be the third time they've switched me, and I'm getting discouraged. I'm not sure yet what to do.

Sometimes when I'm feeling great and my friends are upset, I feel guilty. I feel like I need to be down there with them in order to help them. But I might not be able to help them if I was depressed, too. Plus, it's only recently that I've been happy on a more permanent basis. So maybe God can use my happiness. :) I'm not sure what my point was in sharing that.

The (unintentional) theme of this week's lyrics quiz is Feelings. I only have 8 this week because it's getting harder to come up with songs people will know. Also, I sometimes include songs that I know one person will know, but then they don't take the quiz and it's very disappointing. So please at least look! You might know one. I'm not that weird. :) La la la )
chestnutcurls: (flowery me)
TGIF! It's a quiet day, something I haven't experienced in a while. I am full of anticipation of our date tonight. We decided to postpone ceramics for a special occasion. Instead we're going downtown to have Chinese food and see 50 First Dates. :) The rest of the weekend will be full of other fun activities. We're seeing Passion of the Christ on Sunday night with the church group. Knowing how much it will shake me up, I'm not really looking forward to it, but being spiritually jarred is good for growth. I'm very disturbed by gory movies, but I can stay okay by telling myself it's not real. This was real, and it was for me. It's pretty overwhelming.

On a lighter note, my musical appliances have formed a conspiracy against me. A couple of months ago, my beautiful, fairly-new Kenwood stereo stopped turning on. The standby light is on, but when you hit the power button, nothing happens. (I refuse to believe that it's dead and want to take it to a repairman...if I ever get around to doing so.) Shortly thereafter, my tuner/discman died completely. The cheap discman that I use in the car became my all-purpose one. On Wednesday, it went the way of the others. Today I'm getting another cheap one because I can't stand the radio anymore, but Evan thinks I should just get a car stereo with CD player and he'll install it for me. It might be a better idea in the long run, but it seems like an unnecessary expense right now. So many things demanding my tax refund. :P

Yolanda didn't show up last night. I went to Streets and she had just left. It was weird, but not unexpected since you never know what's going on over there. Hopefully we can do McDonald's next week.

I miss Jessica.

A quote to think about today:
The questions worth asking are not answerable. Could we be fascinated by a Maker who was completely explained and understood? The mystery is tremendous, and the fascination that keeps me returning to the questions affirms that they are worth asking, and that any God worth believing in is the God not only of the immensities of the galaxies I rejoice in at night when I walk the dogs, but also the God of love who cares about the sufferings of us human beings and is here, with us, for us, in our pain and in our joy. - Madeleine L’Engle
chestnutcurls: (flowery me)
TGIF! It's a quiet day, something I haven't experienced in a while. I am full of anticipation of our date tonight. We decided to postpone ceramics for a special occasion. Instead we're going downtown to have Chinese food and see 50 First Dates. :) The rest of the weekend will be full of other fun activities. We're seeing Passion of the Christ on Sunday night with the church group. Knowing how much it will shake me up, I'm not really looking forward to it, but being spiritually jarred is good for growth. I'm very disturbed by gory movies, but I can stay okay by telling myself it's not real. This was real, and it was for me. It's pretty overwhelming.

On a lighter note, my musical appliances have formed a conspiracy against me. A couple of months ago, my beautiful, fairly-new Kenwood stereo stopped turning on. The standby light is on, but when you hit the power button, nothing happens. (I refuse to believe that it's dead and want to take it to a repairman...if I ever get around to doing so.) Shortly thereafter, my tuner/discman died completely. The cheap discman that I use in the car became my all-purpose one. On Wednesday, it went the way of the others. Today I'm getting another cheap one because I can't stand the radio anymore, but Evan thinks I should just get a car stereo with CD player and he'll install it for me. It might be a better idea in the long run, but it seems like an unnecessary expense right now. So many things demanding my tax refund. :P

Yolanda didn't show up last night. I went to Streets and she had just left. It was weird, but not unexpected since you never know what's going on over there. Hopefully we can do McDonald's next week.

I miss Jessica.

A quote to think about today:
The questions worth asking are not answerable. Could we be fascinated by a Maker who was completely explained and understood? The mystery is tremendous, and the fascination that keeps me returning to the questions affirms that they are worth asking, and that any God worth believing in is the God not only of the immensities of the galaxies I rejoice in at night when I walk the dogs, but also the God of love who cares about the sufferings of us human beings and is here, with us, for us, in our pain and in our joy. - Madeleine L’Engle
chestnutcurls: (cat love)
Happy birthday to my fun bookish friend [livejournal.com profile] seekinghim! I hope you have a great day!

As an easy transition into my non-fiction Lent, I'm reading Two-Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle. It's the story of her marriage and I'm really enjoying it. (Her writing style reminds me of [livejournal.com profile] amea- I'm not sure why.) The first few chapters are about her single life in NYC, and what a great life it was- you'd never have caught her working in a cubicle. She worked in the theatre and lived in a little apartment by herself with her piano, her writing, and her poodle. She wandered around the city and met all sorts of interesting people. I envy that kind of well-roundedness. Mostly I guess I'd like more variety. My job is always the same, my schedule is always the same, my life is always the same. Adulthood. Bleah.

Last night I didn't go to band practice, because a tire fell off of Evan's truck (the Thing) and I went to help him out. The Thing is falling apart at an alarming rate. Evan has procured another truck, a normal, driveable one, for free in exchange for helping with some other car repairs. He's going to take it apart and put a new engine, etc. in it, install new seats, and paint it, so it'll be a nice new truck when he's done. Unfortunately he's having trouble getting it so he can start working. I am praying for things to start moving soon, because I'm worried for his safety. Anyway, I'm more impressed every day with his mechanical skills. He claims he couldn't be an engineer because he hates math, but I think he'd have been wicked awesome.

Tonight I'm taking Yolanda to McDonald's after tutoring. That should be fun. Don't they have new salads there? I'd like to try one, but the combination of salad and McDonald's makes me nervous...seems like it has Failed Health Inspection written all over it.

When will Thursday be over so Friday can come? I can't wait for the weekend. The weather forecast is beautiful, and Evan is off Friday, Saturday, and Sunday! We're going to have a date since we haven't in a while. I want to do something creative, but all I can think of is going to the paint-your-own-ceramics place, and that's pretty expensive. Oh well. :)
chestnutcurls: (cat love)
Happy birthday to my fun bookish friend [livejournal.com profile] seekinghim! I hope you have a great day!

As an easy transition into my non-fiction Lent, I'm reading Two-Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle. It's the story of her marriage and I'm really enjoying it. (Her writing style reminds me of [livejournal.com profile] amea- I'm not sure why.) The first few chapters are about her single life in NYC, and what a great life it was- you'd never have caught her working in a cubicle. She worked in the theatre and lived in a little apartment by herself with her piano, her writing, and her poodle. She wandered around the city and met all sorts of interesting people. I envy that kind of well-roundedness. Mostly I guess I'd like more variety. My job is always the same, my schedule is always the same, my life is always the same. Adulthood. Bleah.

Last night I didn't go to band practice, because a tire fell off of Evan's truck (the Thing) and I went to help him out. The Thing is falling apart at an alarming rate. Evan has procured another truck, a normal, driveable one, for free in exchange for helping with some other car repairs. He's going to take it apart and put a new engine, etc. in it, install new seats, and paint it, so it'll be a nice new truck when he's done. Unfortunately he's having trouble getting it so he can start working. I am praying for things to start moving soon, because I'm worried for his safety. Anyway, I'm more impressed every day with his mechanical skills. He claims he couldn't be an engineer because he hates math, but I think he'd have been wicked awesome.

Tonight I'm taking Yolanda to McDonald's after tutoring. That should be fun. Don't they have new salads there? I'd like to try one, but the combination of salad and McDonald's makes me nervous...seems like it has Failed Health Inspection written all over it.

When will Thursday be over so Friday can come? I can't wait for the weekend. The weather forecast is beautiful, and Evan is off Friday, Saturday, and Sunday! We're going to have a date since we haven't in a while. I want to do something creative, but all I can think of is going to the paint-your-own-ceramics place, and that's pretty expensive. Oh well. :)
chestnutcurls: (elven cloak)
Busy. Busy. Busy. I've made about six laps around the building today distributing things. Every time I get back, there's another packet here and I have to do it all over again. At least I can't worry about getting my exercise for the day. :P It's a beautiful day outside and I'm sad to be in here missing it.

Tonight I am going to a high school production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with Yolanda and a bunch of other Streets tutors and tutorees. It'll be fun. I feel burdened by all my activities, but Streets is one that's really worth the time. Also, I signed up for a "Friend to Friend" lunch at my church Dec. 6, where we bring a gift and have lunch with an inner-city child. Please give me some gift suggestions- I have no idea what a ten-year-old girl would want. It has to be $15 or below. I don't know her preferences or hobbies. I thought about a game, but the only one I found in that price range is Boggle, and I don't know if a girl that age would think that was lame. I haven't been ten for a long time.

Evan is so wonderful. Last night he came over just to see me for a few minutes before I went to band practice. Tonight we weren't going to see each other, but he's going out with some friends and wants me to meet up with them when my play is over. Tomorrow night we're going to a hockey game with some other friends who worked with him at FedEx. I love that he is eager for me to meet his friends. You'd think he was trying to show me off or something. :) It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

I have a solo in the Christmas overture! God taught me a big lesson last night about having a good attitude. At practice, the director was snippy, and I wasn't playing well and was grumpy while he ran sectionals with the percussion. (This is a common problem of mine. When I come to practice, I'm ready to work. I don't like to warm up and then sit silently for twenty minutes while he talks or works with another section.) Our piece starts with just chimes and the flutes. We'd been having a hard time tuning, so one of the other flutes suggested we make it a duo or solo. There are three of us, so immediately I thought, "Great, they're cutting me!" and started to get defensive. Then she said, "Brenda, you play it!" I said "Really?" and she said "Yeah, you can have it!" I was so excited (and humbled). I played and felt 100% better after that. :) It's only a few measures, but still, I haven't had a solo...well...ever. I called and told Evan, and he said, "Well, I guess that clears up whether or not you need to be at the concert." :) I'm sad that he won't get to hear me, but at least I'll be less nervous. His mom is also a flutist, and if I had to do a solo with her there, I'd have a heart attack. Anyway, yay God.

Now I have to go...more work to do.
chestnutcurls: (elven cloak)
Busy. Busy. Busy. I've made about six laps around the building today distributing things. Every time I get back, there's another packet here and I have to do it all over again. At least I can't worry about getting my exercise for the day. :P It's a beautiful day outside and I'm sad to be in here missing it.

Tonight I am going to a high school production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with Yolanda and a bunch of other Streets tutors and tutorees. It'll be fun. I feel burdened by all my activities, but Streets is one that's really worth the time. Also, I signed up for a "Friend to Friend" lunch at my church Dec. 6, where we bring a gift and have lunch with an inner-city child. Please give me some gift suggestions- I have no idea what a ten-year-old girl would want. It has to be $15 or below. I don't know her preferences or hobbies. I thought about a game, but the only one I found in that price range is Boggle, and I don't know if a girl that age would think that was lame. I haven't been ten for a long time.

Evan is so wonderful. Last night he came over just to see me for a few minutes before I went to band practice. Tonight we weren't going to see each other, but he's going out with some friends and wants me to meet up with them when my play is over. Tomorrow night we're going to a hockey game with some other friends who worked with him at FedEx. I love that he is eager for me to meet his friends. You'd think he was trying to show me off or something. :) It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

I have a solo in the Christmas overture! God taught me a big lesson last night about having a good attitude. At practice, the director was snippy, and I wasn't playing well and was grumpy while he ran sectionals with the percussion. (This is a common problem of mine. When I come to practice, I'm ready to work. I don't like to warm up and then sit silently for twenty minutes while he talks or works with another section.) Our piece starts with just chimes and the flutes. We'd been having a hard time tuning, so one of the other flutes suggested we make it a duo or solo. There are three of us, so immediately I thought, "Great, they're cutting me!" and started to get defensive. Then she said, "Brenda, you play it!" I said "Really?" and she said "Yeah, you can have it!" I was so excited (and humbled). I played and felt 100% better after that. :) It's only a few measures, but still, I haven't had a solo...well...ever. I called and told Evan, and he said, "Well, I guess that clears up whether or not you need to be at the concert." :) I'm sad that he won't get to hear me, but at least I'll be less nervous. His mom is also a flutist, and if I had to do a solo with her there, I'd have a heart attack. Anyway, yay God.

Now I have to go...more work to do.
chestnutcurls: (pink me)
The sun is out today! It's been about a week.

Tutoring has been cancelled tonight, which is kind of nice because I can have free time, just me and the cat. :) I'm going to watch Friends, do some ballet, and work on my scrapbook, and then go to bed early. I'm looking forward to it. However, I had a worrisome dream involving Yolanda (my tutoree) last night- I dreamed she was in some kind of trouble and was taking drugs or something. I was looking forward to seeing her tonight and being reassured that she is okay. I'll have to save the "just say no" talk for next week. :)

Do you know what really annoys me? When I wear my boots and my socks keep falling down, causing the tops of the boots to scrape my legs. I hate that feeling. I can usually prevent it by wearing knee socks, but I only have a few pairs.

I liked Jessica's post yesterday about praying for God to fix certain problems in us, and then complaining about it when He sends problems to do so. I'm seeing that in several areas, including work. Sometimes I get so tired of the legalistic big-company mindset. There's a position open at Ryan's company, which currently has five employees, and where they have weekly remote-control car races on the roof of their building. I'm half tempted to apply for it. I know I won't, though, because I have too many benefits here to justify leaving. My family depends on me for free hotel rooms. :P I just get annoyed with people in other cities coming up with new rules and policies and forms every time I turn around. I find it all so boring that it's getting hard to muster any enthusiasm in my work, which I know is hurting my job performance. BUT...God provided me this job. He's enabling me to take care of myself and help others. So He must be using it in some way. I need a better attitude about it.

The Prisoner of Azkaban trailer is up! I have high hopes. Now that Chris Columbus isn't there to cheese everything up, this movie ought to be much better than the previous two.
chestnutcurls: (pink me)
The sun is out today! It's been about a week.

Tutoring has been cancelled tonight, which is kind of nice because I can have free time, just me and the cat. :) I'm going to watch Friends, do some ballet, and work on my scrapbook, and then go to bed early. I'm looking forward to it. However, I had a worrisome dream involving Yolanda (my tutoree) last night- I dreamed she was in some kind of trouble and was taking drugs or something. I was looking forward to seeing her tonight and being reassured that she is okay. I'll have to save the "just say no" talk for next week. :)

Do you know what really annoys me? When I wear my boots and my socks keep falling down, causing the tops of the boots to scrape my legs. I hate that feeling. I can usually prevent it by wearing knee socks, but I only have a few pairs.

I liked Jessica's post yesterday about praying for God to fix certain problems in us, and then complaining about it when He sends problems to do so. I'm seeing that in several areas, including work. Sometimes I get so tired of the legalistic big-company mindset. There's a position open at Ryan's company, which currently has five employees, and where they have weekly remote-control car races on the roof of their building. I'm half tempted to apply for it. I know I won't, though, because I have too many benefits here to justify leaving. My family depends on me for free hotel rooms. :P I just get annoyed with people in other cities coming up with new rules and policies and forms every time I turn around. I find it all so boring that it's getting hard to muster any enthusiasm in my work, which I know is hurting my job performance. BUT...God provided me this job. He's enabling me to take care of myself and help others. So He must be using it in some way. I need a better attitude about it.

The Prisoner of Azkaban trailer is up! I have high hopes. Now that Chris Columbus isn't there to cheese everything up, this movie ought to be much better than the previous two.
chestnutcurls: (blue me)
Two yays: It's Friday! And my wrist doesn't hurt! I still have to go to the doctor, though.

My tutoring day has been changed because Yolanda's mom went spastic and said that Yolanda was having too much tutoring. (???) She doesn't have any extracurriculars on Thursdays, so that's our new day. At first I was disappointed because Thursday is traditionally my veg-out night. But after trying it out, I think I like it better than Monday. The mood at Streets is entirely different and people seem much happier. I guess the depression of Monday touches everyone. :) Last night was really fun. I helped Yolanda with a History of Voting timeline, and it was an effort not to do the whole thing for her. I love creative projects like that. There is nothing in the world more alluring to me than a blank posterboard and a box of markers and crayons. I am hopelessly nerdy.

After a couple of days' separation, I'm excited about seeing Evan tonight. He's taking me to the Commissary and then we're going to Putt-Putt. It will be very fun. Oh, I forgot to mention that earlier this week he brought me a present- my favorite Playstation game, Super Puzzle Fighter. It's like Tetris on crack with little anime characters running around. I'd been wanting it for years but never would have gotten it for myself. He's very sweet. Now if only he would post in his journal again... :)

With every week, I feel increasingly that Scrubs has surpassed Friends as the best show on TV. It's funnier and more creative, and slightly less obscene. :P By the same token, Good Morning Miami isn't very funny anymore. I'm trying to be more sensitive to the kind of material I watch, and I'm finding that if you're looking for moral programming, you might as well sell your TV. It's sad but not surprising.

Good Idea, Bad Idea )

Ooo, Evan just called and he found an apartment! It's at Campus View, which is a great location because its name is meant literally. I could practically walk there from my apartment! And it's cheap! No more 40-minute drives or obnoxious roommates for him to worry about. Yaaay! God is really working things out for him. :D
chestnutcurls: (blue me)
Two yays: It's Friday! And my wrist doesn't hurt! I still have to go to the doctor, though.

My tutoring day has been changed because Yolanda's mom went spastic and said that Yolanda was having too much tutoring. (???) She doesn't have any extracurriculars on Thursdays, so that's our new day. At first I was disappointed because Thursday is traditionally my veg-out night. But after trying it out, I think I like it better than Monday. The mood at Streets is entirely different and people seem much happier. I guess the depression of Monday touches everyone. :) Last night was really fun. I helped Yolanda with a History of Voting timeline, and it was an effort not to do the whole thing for her. I love creative projects like that. There is nothing in the world more alluring to me than a blank posterboard and a box of markers and crayons. I am hopelessly nerdy.

After a couple of days' separation, I'm excited about seeing Evan tonight. He's taking me to the Commissary and then we're going to Putt-Putt. It will be very fun. Oh, I forgot to mention that earlier this week he brought me a present- my favorite Playstation game, Super Puzzle Fighter. It's like Tetris on crack with little anime characters running around. I'd been wanting it for years but never would have gotten it for myself. He's very sweet. Now if only he would post in his journal again... :)

With every week, I feel increasingly that Scrubs has surpassed Friends as the best show on TV. It's funnier and more creative, and slightly less obscene. :P By the same token, Good Morning Miami isn't very funny anymore. I'm trying to be more sensitive to the kind of material I watch, and I'm finding that if you're looking for moral programming, you might as well sell your TV. It's sad but not surprising.

Good Idea, Bad Idea )

Ooo, Evan just called and he found an apartment! It's at Campus View, which is a great location because its name is meant literally. I could practically walk there from my apartment! And it's cheap! No more 40-minute drives or obnoxious roommates for him to worry about. Yaaay! God is really working things out for him. :D
chestnutcurls: (cat love)
Do you ever have one of those days that's so long that you think to yourself, "Hey, isn't it [insert following day here]?" Then you find out it's still the same day and are disappointed. Or is it just me?

My tutoring session with Yolanda was great yesterday. Afterwards I took her to McDonald's and we had a good time. It's encouraging to see that the time you invest in people really does pay off. I can tell that she feels much more comfortable with me than she did last year. Yay God. :)

Is anyone else having trouble commenting on comments in your own journal? Something is wacky in LJ land. What else is new?

I was supposed to go to Evan's last night to watch a movie, but his DVD player didn't work. So he came to the apartment instead. We rented Punch-Drunk Love, which I had heard was great, but we hated it so much we turned it off after half an hour. Then we just watched TV and talked. It was freezing in the apartment and I wasn't feeling well, so I eventually fell asleep. (Some of you have expressed wonder at the number of new relationships lately. Evan says it's because people know winter is coming and they need someone to provide warmth. That wasn't my reasoning, but it is a nice bonus. :)) Anyway, he had quite a time waking me up and getting me coherent enough to walk him to the door. I felt bad for sleeping through our time together, but I was so tired. I don't know what's wrong with me lately. And with the darkness of winter coming, it's only going to get worse. I have so many things I need to do, but I have less and less energy.

Gandalf's Hangout of the Week is in my closet, on top of my jeans pile. Kathy and I have been puzzled several times as to where he was, but then found him happily curled up there. Weird cat. :)

I'm excited about October starting tomorrow. It's one of my favorite months, full of happy band-competition memories and nice fall weather. And it's Jessica's birthday month! Woo hoo!

Survey. Because I am annoying. )
chestnutcurls: (cat love)
Do you ever have one of those days that's so long that you think to yourself, "Hey, isn't it [insert following day here]?" Then you find out it's still the same day and are disappointed. Or is it just me?

My tutoring session with Yolanda was great yesterday. Afterwards I took her to McDonald's and we had a good time. It's encouraging to see that the time you invest in people really does pay off. I can tell that she feels much more comfortable with me than she did last year. Yay God. :)

Is anyone else having trouble commenting on comments in your own journal? Something is wacky in LJ land. What else is new?

I was supposed to go to Evan's last night to watch a movie, but his DVD player didn't work. So he came to the apartment instead. We rented Punch-Drunk Love, which I had heard was great, but we hated it so much we turned it off after half an hour. Then we just watched TV and talked. It was freezing in the apartment and I wasn't feeling well, so I eventually fell asleep. (Some of you have expressed wonder at the number of new relationships lately. Evan says it's because people know winter is coming and they need someone to provide warmth. That wasn't my reasoning, but it is a nice bonus. :)) Anyway, he had quite a time waking me up and getting me coherent enough to walk him to the door. I felt bad for sleeping through our time together, but I was so tired. I don't know what's wrong with me lately. And with the darkness of winter coming, it's only going to get worse. I have so many things I need to do, but I have less and less energy.

Gandalf's Hangout of the Week is in my closet, on top of my jeans pile. Kathy and I have been puzzled several times as to where he was, but then found him happily curled up there. Weird cat. :)

I'm excited about October starting tomorrow. It's one of my favorite months, full of happy band-competition memories and nice fall weather. And it's Jessica's birthday month! Woo hoo!

Survey. Because I am annoying. )
chestnutcurls: (stripes)
Happy fall, everyone! I'm glad that fall is finally here. I'm ready to wear jeans and sweaters, turn off the air conditioning, eat a lot of soup, and go to barn parties. Apparently the soup part has already sunk in, because earlier I was seized with a desperate craving for broccoli cheese soup in a bread bowl. So Ryan and Chris and I are going to McAlister's after work. I get so excited, anticipating food. In fall I'm usually hungry all the time. Oh, let's face it- I'm always hungry all the time. It's a wonder I don't gain 200 pounds.

I'm very happy to welcome [livejournal.com profile] raysofhope to the friends list. I have long admired her from afar. :)

Yesterday I had my first tutoring session of the year with Yolanda, and it was excellent! I had concerns, because at the end of last school year, she was mysteriously angry at me and said she didn't want me to be her tutor anymore. But over the summer, she's apparently forgotten whatever it was. She's much cheerier and willing to work. We worked on a TCAP math pre-test, and she flew through it and did a great job! I was impressed and proud. I have a renewed desire to help now that I've been through tutor training. They showed us some statistics from the middle and high schools that these kids attend, and they were staggering. The Memphis City Schools as a whole are failing miserably, but these were especially bad. It takes most kids an average of five years to graduate from the high school. I can't believe the government lets that continue. Anyway, I'm blessed to work with Yolanda. I felt so refreshed after our session.

Lately I'm worried about the difference in my contentment level pre- and post-boyfriend. I should be content in God, not in another person's love. Is it bad, then, that my happiness has skyrocketed in the last few weeks? I mean, being with Evan has eradicated a lot of problems besides frustration at not being with Evan; things like being left out by my friends, feeling hopeless about my future, feeling lonely in general. I don't have to worry about those things now. :D In the past few days I've been slightly annoyed about work and cleaning issues, and it was almost a relief, like "Oh, good, I can still get irritated." Being too happy makes me nervous. I feel like I'm depending too much on a person for happiness, and not enough on God. Am I making any sense?

Okay, now I've definitely talked long enough. :P So as not to end on that crazy note, here's a non-crazy item: we moved Gandalf's cat tower near a window that gets more sunlight. When I went home to eat lunch, he was curled up on the tower, napping in the sun. It was adorable. He hasn't done that since he was a tiny kitten. :)
chestnutcurls: (stripes)
Happy fall, everyone! I'm glad that fall is finally here. I'm ready to wear jeans and sweaters, turn off the air conditioning, eat a lot of soup, and go to barn parties. Apparently the soup part has already sunk in, because earlier I was seized with a desperate craving for broccoli cheese soup in a bread bowl. So Ryan and Chris and I are going to McAlister's after work. I get so excited, anticipating food. In fall I'm usually hungry all the time. Oh, let's face it- I'm always hungry all the time. It's a wonder I don't gain 200 pounds.

I'm very happy to welcome [livejournal.com profile] raysofhope to the friends list. I have long admired her from afar. :)

Yesterday I had my first tutoring session of the year with Yolanda, and it was excellent! I had concerns, because at the end of last school year, she was mysteriously angry at me and said she didn't want me to be her tutor anymore. But over the summer, she's apparently forgotten whatever it was. She's much cheerier and willing to work. We worked on a TCAP math pre-test, and she flew through it and did a great job! I was impressed and proud. I have a renewed desire to help now that I've been through tutor training. They showed us some statistics from the middle and high schools that these kids attend, and they were staggering. The Memphis City Schools as a whole are failing miserably, but these were especially bad. It takes most kids an average of five years to graduate from the high school. I can't believe the government lets that continue. Anyway, I'm blessed to work with Yolanda. I felt so refreshed after our session.

Lately I'm worried about the difference in my contentment level pre- and post-boyfriend. I should be content in God, not in another person's love. Is it bad, then, that my happiness has skyrocketed in the last few weeks? I mean, being with Evan has eradicated a lot of problems besides frustration at not being with Evan; things like being left out by my friends, feeling hopeless about my future, feeling lonely in general. I don't have to worry about those things now. :D In the past few days I've been slightly annoyed about work and cleaning issues, and it was almost a relief, like "Oh, good, I can still get irritated." Being too happy makes me nervous. I feel like I'm depending too much on a person for happiness, and not enough on God. Am I making any sense?

Okay, now I've definitely talked long enough. :P So as not to end on that crazy note, here's a non-crazy item: we moved Gandalf's cat tower near a window that gets more sunlight. When I went home to eat lunch, he was curled up on the tower, napping in the sun. It was adorable. He hasn't done that since he was a tiny kitten. :)
chestnutcurls: (clay love)
Happy, happy birthday to my friend Jenn (aka [livejournal.com profile] enjoythemoment)! I hope you have a wonderful Australian birthday. :)

I'm having a semi-crazy workday. We're in the process of quarter-end deal push, which is a frantic flurry of activity every three months in which we approve every hotel application possible to increase our numbers. The annoying thing about this (besides the millions of copies I have to make) is that most of the applications aren't complete and we may not get all the information until months later. Bleah. No one likes quarter-end deal push.

I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I'm going to Nashville this weekend to see Debra. I'm leaving right after work tomorrow and am not looking forward to the 3.5 hours alone in the car at the end of a long day, so I may be calling some of you to keep myself awake. We're going to have a weekend of sisterly activities - shopping, having lunch, working out. It should be fun.

Evan's new job is going pretty well. As an added bonus, it's only ten minutes from my apartment. Yay!

Tonight I have tutor training at Streets (the inner-city ministry where I volunteer). They've changed the curriculum and want to get us up to date. I wonder if the new curriculum will have less math. I'd be all for that. :) Half the time when I worked on math with Yolanda, I'd be like, "Um, I don't remember how to do this, either."

Random link of the day: I heard a radio commercial for the Purina Cat Chow website. Apparently it has lots of information about contributing to your cat's emotional well-being. I'm going to check it out now, since Gandalf definitely needs help in that area. He's been twice as spastic as usual since Evan started spending so much time at the apartment.
chestnutcurls: (clay love)
Happy, happy birthday to my friend Jenn (aka [livejournal.com profile] enjoythemoment)! I hope you have a wonderful Australian birthday. :)

I'm having a semi-crazy workday. We're in the process of quarter-end deal push, which is a frantic flurry of activity every three months in which we approve every hotel application possible to increase our numbers. The annoying thing about this (besides the millions of copies I have to make) is that most of the applications aren't complete and we may not get all the information until months later. Bleah. No one likes quarter-end deal push.

I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I'm going to Nashville this weekend to see Debra. I'm leaving right after work tomorrow and am not looking forward to the 3.5 hours alone in the car at the end of a long day, so I may be calling some of you to keep myself awake. We're going to have a weekend of sisterly activities - shopping, having lunch, working out. It should be fun.

Evan's new job is going pretty well. As an added bonus, it's only ten minutes from my apartment. Yay!

Tonight I have tutor training at Streets (the inner-city ministry where I volunteer). They've changed the curriculum and want to get us up to date. I wonder if the new curriculum will have less math. I'd be all for that. :) Half the time when I worked on math with Yolanda, I'd be like, "Um, I don't remember how to do this, either."

Random link of the day: I heard a radio commercial for the Purina Cat Chow website. Apparently it has lots of information about contributing to your cat's emotional well-being. I'm going to check it out now, since Gandalf definitely needs help in that area. He's been twice as spastic as usual since Evan started spending so much time at the apartment.

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