Monday, October 11, 2010

quick update for posterity

My Dirty Thirty


1.) Ride a horse.

2.) Skydive.

3.) Ride in a hot air balloon.

4.) Make a donation to my alma mater greater than $500.

5.) Move out.

6.) Acquire my passport.

7.) Get it stamped.

8.) Spend New Years in New York City.

9.) See the Grand Canyon,

10.) Kiss the Blarney Stone.

11.) Learn to knit/crochet.

12.) Make something with said skill.

13.) Make one of the Dave Matthews Band pilgrimages (the Gorge, Red Rocks, Charlottesville)

14.) Get certified in project management.

15.) Read the Bible.

16.) Start a 403B or some other retirement savings plan.

17.) Visit the 4 corners.

18.) Give Pride and Prejudice another chance.

19.) Take golf lessons.

20.) Be debt free.

21.) Read the entire Narnia series.

22.) See a Broadway show.

23.) Take some sort of class that is fine art related.

24.) Take a cooking class.

25.) Go on a weekend trip with my mom.

26.) Visit Cooperstown.

27.) Find the Little Black Dress that I can count on.

28.) Start or join a book club.

29.) Begin and complete a cross stitch.

30.) Find a place to volunteer on a regular basis.

Friday, August 13, 2010

roses are red...

and mojitos have green in them...






girls night out + danny = <3

Thursday, August 12, 2010

not feeling it...

so i'll steal it from someone who says it far better than i ever could...


i believe that everything happens for a reason. people change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things fall together. 
~ marilyn monroe


and in this i will find solace.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

but not a real green dress, that's cruel

going to barenaked ladies with my parents tonight.  saying i'm excited would be an understatement.  we have been following this band as a family since i was a kid.  looking forward to a great night with dan king and sarah (sally)...

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

why?

as i was running tonight, with my bffs mr. hudson and jay-z, natch, i began writing in my head.  this is definitely not uncommon.  however what followed can best be described as just that.  this is because i began to cry.  i'm not often a crier.  of course, i actually cried twice today, but once was because of a story that my friend amy told me that is a totally different blog altogether...but cry i did. 


people have been asking me why i am running the susan g komen this september.  a lot.  and to be honest, i never really have an answer.  "why not" is actually a common response...but tonight as i was running i began thinking about why i'm doing this.  why ask people for money when times are tough and people are struggling.  why ask people to pray for me when there are many more pressing issues in this world far more in need or worthy of prayer than me running 3 miles.  why ask people to come out and support me when there are a million better things to do on a saturday morning.  and then i realized.  one month from tomorrow i will be waking up and going downtown to run 3.1 miles.  and i know the thoughts that will be going through my head.  i know why i am doing this.







I'm doing it for this little girl.  This sassy, darling, dancing little girl.




















I'm doing it for this little girl. This hilarious, sweet, loves to share little girl.

















And I'm doing it for this little girl. This smart, creative, loving little girl.


and so that is why i have the courage to ask for donations.  that is why i have the humility to ask for prayers.  and that is why i have the strength to ask for support.  because of these three little girls.  they made me realize how capable i am of loving someone.  how it is possible to care about someone so much more than yourself.  and that it is important to leave the world better than you found it, because someone far more worthy than yourself is going to inherit that world from you some day.  i want these girls to grow up in a world that is safe and filled with the promise of a long, healthy life.  i want cancer to be in the archaic word box with typewriter, the pet rock, and beta.  breast cancer is for the history books, not for these little girls.  and that is why i'm doing what i'm doing.

fear not when, fear not why,
fear not much while we're alive,
life is for living not living up tight,
see ya somewhere up in the sky,
fear not die, i'll be alive for a million years, bye bye,
so not for legends, i'm forever young
my name shall survive
~jay-z, young forever


to support me in the 2010 susan g komen race for the cure, please click here

Monday, August 9, 2010

the grass is (not) always greener

part 1:
the best advice i have ever been given goes this way:

say everyone (at work/in your family/that you're friends with/in the world) sat in a circle.  they were then instructed to throw their biggest problem/burden/struggle into the middle of the circle.  each person is given a chance to see each problem/think about them/ponder them.  then each person is instructed to pick one problem and walk away from the circle with it.  the moral of this anecdote is that, more often than not, everyone will leave the circle carrying the same problem with which they entered the circle.

part 2:
i have found that people in my life either know that i am a very faith-ful person and am both religious and spiritual, or have zero idea that i am this kind of person.  i take responsibility for this.  for as much as my faith is a huge part of my life, i struggle with the charge to go out into the world to create disciples or sharing my faith with people who i do not already know to be like minded.  however, i do work to make God the center of my life, Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior, and i do believe  in the life everlasting.  that all being said...

i completely believe in free will.  i think that God knows what decision we are going to make because He knows our hearts, not because he pre-determined it.  also, i think that God knows what we can handle, and what we think we can handle, and He has a penchant for pushing limits.  and that takes me back the moral white elephant gift exchange of sorts from above.  the grass is not necessarily always greener.  and even if it is, it may not be shade of green that suits us best.

the reason why all of those people in that circle walk away with their problems is because, even if they are scary/scandalous/difficult/awful/shameful, they are the problems that we were equipped by God to handle.  they are the proverbial crosses that we were cultivated to carry.  we choose our problems because we've been there, done that, and know we have lived to tell the tale.  the problems that others have, well, we haven't passed that test yet.

and we also only know what we see...a family/relationship/job/situation that may seem like a dream come true on the outside may in actuality be a nightmare.  i have found that there are often two types of people, or at least that people tend to lean toward one way over the other.  there are those who like to keep up appearances with their best foot forward at all times presenting a facade of living the dream whether they actually are or not, and those who like to play the pity card, the woe is me card, the drama card.

i find it interesting the people who are woven into the textile of my life.  i have been blessed to be befriended by fantastically strong, faith-filled, insightful, women who support me in my life, my dreams, my successes, my failures.  conversely, i have been "be-enemied" by women who may be insecure, jealous, malicious, or just plain old bitchy.  i have dated boys who are kind, loving, funny, supportive and intelligent.  conversely, i have dated boys who are liars, cheaters, manipulators, and just plain lazy.  i am sure this cacophony of characters is something that many can relate to...knowing people who we are humbled just by being in the presence of, and people who make us wonder what we did to piss God of so badly that He felt we needed such a force in our worlds...but these people are just the beginning of what equips us to tackle adversity.  in these people we have the experience in facing evil, and the support system to get through it...and so i am grateful for every positive experience that i have had because it keeps me strong.  and i am grateful for every negative experience that i have had because it makes me stronger.

and because of all of this, i'm content on my side of the fence.  more than content.  pleased.  happy.  satisfied.  and i hope that you are, too.


1 Corinthians 10:13 (new international version)

no temptation has seized you except what is common to man. and God is faithful; He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. but when you are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

verde....

...and rojo, and azul, and amarillo, and blanco...

kellan knows quite a bit of spanish.  the colors listed above his just a portion of his repertoire...he can count and also knows the word for car (coche) and a few others.  i tried to teach him some more while we were together, particularly words for family members and animals.  i don't know how much he retained, but i hope at least a little bit.  i have always loved speaking spanish and have been able to keep a bit of the language in my arsenal.  i am by no means fluent at all, but i think it is important for kids to learn spanish.  and, gosh, they are like sponges.  now is the best time for kel to possibly delve into the world of learning a second language.

my favorite part of him learning spanish is the "spanglish" that he is developing.  while turning the couch into a jeep liberty, and later a ford ranger, he explained that he would need "dos or tres pieces of tape."  at the zoo he told me about the "negro and blanco monkey."  i then tried to add the word mono to his bag of tricks as well.  he is definitely able to integrate his growing vocabulary into his day to day conversations, and it cracks me up.  i also got a kick out of him calling me "tia jessy."  the kid is a riot. a so unbelievably intelligent riot.

his spanglish is especially impressive to me because it shows he knows what the words mean, and that they are for all intents and purposes interchangeable with their english counterparts.  he knows that dos or tres means the same thing as two or three.  it isn't a completely separate entity, or a vocabulary card trick.  he has truly made meaning of knowing these words and has connected them to his world.


kellan is the first kid that as an adult i have gotten to watch grow up first hand.  i am so excited to see how is knowledge base, personality, and general being grows and develops when he begin kindergarten this fall.  but it is hard to believe that kindergarten is around the bend...seems like only yesterday...

then...


and now...