August 2008


Yesterday I:

  • worked on my ipod (the computer my itunes is on does not have internet access.  It is very time-consuming and tedious to put several hundred CDs on there without the assistance of the internet.  Which is why I am still working on it, despite being a reasonably satisfied ipod owner for a year and a half.)*
  • started learning French.  fille = girl, garcon = boy (there is supposed to be one of those squiggly things under the c, but I have no idea how to do that), femme = woman…oh, and the lesson also covered prepositions, so I can now recognize such common and useful phrases as “a boy under an airplane,” “a boy over an airplane,” etc.

Today I:

  • did Pilates
  • began an application to open a bank account with free international ATM access
  • traded mutual funds like a pro
  • ran boring general errands
  • GOT SEASON TWO OF HEROES!!!  FOR FREE!**
  • GOT GAS FOR $3.19 A GALLON!!!  I never, never thought I would see the day when gas would seem like a bargain at that price.  But it’s here…thanks, Kroger!
  • saved $39 at the grocery store (you know you did well when the cashier tells you, “You did good!”)
  • accidentally sprayed myself in the face with the sprayer in the kitchen sink
  • made a lovely & delicious quiche: eggs (of course), half & half, cream cheese, Swiss cheese, and…little green chilies.  Little green chilies give any recipe bonus points, in my opinion.
  • spilled quiche batter all over the counter
  • had a great time at lifegroup.  We love, love, love our lifegroup.  And our church.  This is really the first group of people we have really connected with since we got married; no one tells you how difficult it can be to make friends as a couple.  Our old church had a few exceptions, like Paige & Barry, but on the whole we really struggled to make couple friends.  We weren’t expecting too much when we joined 121, knowing we would be leaving soon, but after my parents & family these people will be some of the hardest to leave.
  • stationary bike & weights
  • ate cookies late at night

*when I am finished converting my vast musical library into mp3 – I made it through Third Day, and of course they are alphabetized – I will put them all on an external hard drive and move them over to Trusty Little Macbook.  It just didn’t make any sense to put half on the desktop and use the laptop for the other half, especially because a) my internet is spotty and b) I don’t think little ipod (his name is Nicodemus, by the way) can sync like that.  But I could be wrong.

**we were given two sets of season one for Christmas, so we returned one, put the balance on a gift card, and waited anxiously for the next season to come out with the intention of purchasing it with the gift card.  Worked like a charm.

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My half marathon did not go as planned.  My plan was to finish in around 2 hours, 15 minutes.  That did not happen, because I started to feel nauseated around mile 3.  I was able to hang with Lisa until about mile 8 or 9, and after that I was walking/running, with a lot of walking.  I did finish but it took a lot longer than I wanted, and also was far more miserable than I anticipated.  I felt really, really ill afterwards and spent the ride home over Dallas’ uneven roads in the backseat whimpering, “Oh God, oh God.”  We pulled up in front of our house and I immediately opened the door and threw up in the street.

So, it is back to the drawing board to figure out what is going wrong.  I am so frustrated!  I ran 12 miles last weekend and felt great the whole time, so I know I can do better than that.

As Mr. Darcy would say, “I shall conquer this!  I shall!”

Ha!  I am sitting in my house, bumming wireless off the old workplace, just like I thought…except for the location.

Jake & I technically have 2 bathrooms in our house, although one is tiny so we never use it (it used to be a half bathroom and was “remodeled” to a full, minus all the space).  Bonus to being unused: it never needs to be cleaned, right?  Uhh…let me just say that we have taken to calling it Man vs. Wild because there are dead things in here.  I am not kidding.  But it has the window closest to Ye Olde Workplace so if reception continues I may have to clean it.  Gross.

But – I may have internet now!  In a bathroom!

So, if anyone ever reads this thing and has noticed I’m not exactly posting frequently, my plan to “borrow” wireless from my former workplace hasn’t quite panned out.  I live in employee housing, and I thought I could get the signal with my trusty little macbook but alas, no dice.  Here’s what’s been going on:

  • OLYMPICS, OLYMPICS, OLYMPICS: my sleep schedule is all. messed. up.  There’s a lot I could say about the lousy gymnastics judges but I won’t.  These have been great Games though, with a lot of memorable moments (most very, very late at night…thanks, NBC).
  • marathon training is going really well.  I have been having trouble with distances over 12 miles, but I think I may have found and remedied the problem (not eating enough before long runs).  But I can’t be sure, because my new regimen also coincided with a day that was overcast and 20 degrees cooler than it has been.  Oh, and that run was only scheduled to be 12 miles.  I guess I’ll find out soon enough…
  • I am running a half marathon on Sunday!  Mostly to get a better idea of where I am training-wise.
  • research on storage facilities
  • research on banks with international access
  • research on sunglasses because they never fit my tiny little face (so I have to find some that fit – any advice from other small-headed people out there?) and I am starting to get squint lines around my eyes.  At first I thought they were laugh lines and I was excited, because I wanted a great starter set by the time I hit 30.  But they’re not.  They’re squint lines.  Squint lines are NOT cool.
  • I met a woman who can only be described as a shrew.  Just after meeting her – and I mean I didn’t even catch her name – she was inquiring about everyone’s political beliefs.  I was horrified.  No one has ever told me this, but I just know that it is very bad manners to talk about politics with people you have just met.  And she wasn’t asking out of curiosity, either, she was very combative.  She is a diehard rabid Obama fan, and I think I’ve said enough on here for anybody to gather that I’m not.  Apparently I have substandard intelligence.  And when she weasled out why we are going to France, she was combative about that too, implying that we are “typical Americans” for moving when we don’t know the language (although we are planning on starting that soon) and literally asked, “What makes you think you can do any better?”  I paused here, seriously considering a) saying I didn’t think we should continue the conversation or b) being a good Christian and taking the opportunity to tell her about Jesus or c)telling her exactly what I thought about her, her manners, and her imagined superiority.  Thankfully Jake stepped in and wrapped it up quickly.  He has better social skills than I do…shrew woman had less.  Hopefully I will never see her again – she is the wife of a guy who plays frisbee with us but she never comes – but I keep thinking about it so obviously it rattled me a bit.
  • reading, reading, reading
  • Other than that I am hanging out in gauchos & Chacos, enjoying life.  As soon as I figure out where to get free wireless the updates will be more frequent.

I’m writing this from Jake’s office.  It’s a weird office, very quiet.  Big open space, lots of mouse clicking going on behind me.  In my office, when I was “just” the receptionist, I spent the day hollering back and forth with the office manager (hollering because it is silly to call someone’s extension when you can hear them, with your own ears and not through the phone, talking to you).  And when I became the office manager, I just kept the hollering going.  If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.  The quiet here is weird to me – I feel like a huge disruption for sipping on my water.

Today was Take Your Wife to Work Day, akin to the one for daughters – see what a real workplace is like? see what is involved in bringing home bacon? – so I packed up my trusty little Macbook and came along.  I am now bumming wireless off some nearby place which, I assume by the name, has something to do with automobiles.  Actually it is not Take Your Wife to Work Day.  I don’t think such a thing exists; feminists everywhere would be up in arms.  “We have our OWN jobs now!”  Yes, and thanks to you I now have to fumble around for excuses as to why I’m NOT working.  Running a household used to be considered full-time work, and if the state of my house while I did have a “real” job is any indication I think it still is a full-time job.  Frankly I don’t think it’s anybody’s business if I don’t bring home a paycheck every other week anymore.  That is a decision my husband and I made for our family, and even though it is a temporary arrangement people are curious as to why I wouldn’t want to work, what I DO all day.

Well, I’ll tell you.  First I printed our wedding pictures, FINALLY, after over 2 years of marriage.  We wanted to use a very unique paper, so we couldn’t just go have them printed.  That took a whole day.  Each small sheet had to be fed, one at a time, to the printer.  But, in my opinion, it was totally worth it.  I now have lovely prints, crisp yet somehow soft on the watercolor-like paper with gently torn edges.  Our album is an Iona album, leather with torn black paper inside.  I am so, so pleased with how they turned out.  Our wedding was a very handcrafted affair so it fits perfectly.  My dress was made by my mother, and though I never thought through a “theme” the Regency-era style went perfectly with the heavy paper, old-fashioned writing, and wax seals.  And yes, we did those ourselves too.  It was actually fun.  I still have plenty of wax left and have been trying, for 2 years, to think of something else that needs sealing.  Rambling…anyway.  The plan is to get the pictures in the album this weekend.

The other thing that has occupied my time thus far is getting my house straightened and somewhat cleaned.  I just feel more peaceful, somehow, when not surrounded by laundry.  Not to mention my piles of paper – because paper has writing on it!  And I love to read!  And collect as many facts as possible!  I have been kept company by some very lovely flowers my wonderful husband sent to me last Friday, my last day as a Working Woman.  I took a picture with the little camera thingy on my handy Macbook but couldn’t figure out how to get it on here – I told you, technology is waaaay overrated – so for now, content yourself with the knowledge that they are stargazer lilies and irises.

I am feeling very me these days – like I am growing into myself.  Kinda like the feeling when a pair of jeans starts to get worn in just right.  (Jeans, how I love thee!)  I am reading – historical fiction, John Piper – keeping my imagination and my spirit stretched, devouring books in my house (and my mom’s…I did borrow a few the last time I was there).  And I am runner again!  I thought I had given it up for good – too many injuries – but thanks to le internet and its storehouse of facts, my knees are on the mend.  When I started marathon training I thought I would make it through the marathon and then dutifully head back to the gym, sparing my poor joints, but like a semi-recovered addict who thought “just one couldn’t hurt,” I’m back.  And I love it.