Friday, January 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I've been around for you
I've been up and down for you
But I just can't get any relief
I've swallowed my pride for you
I've lived and lied for you
But you still make me feel like a thief.
You got me stealin' your love away'
Cause you never give it
Peeling the years away
And we can't relive it
I make you laugh,
And you make me cry
I believe it's time for me to fly.
You said we'd work it out
You said that you had no doubt
That deep down we were really in love
Oh, but I'm tired of holding on
To a feeling I know is gone
I do believe that I've had enough
I've had enough of the falseness
Of a worn out relation
Enough of the jealousy
And the intoleration
Oh, I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it's time for me to fly
Time for me to fly
Oh, I've got to set myself free
Time for me to fly
And that's just how it's got to be
I know it hurts to say goodbye
But it's time for me to fly.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
I am still amazed, every single day, by people. I'm amazed by how badly we treat each other sometimes, for no good reason. I've learned that people will hurt each other; they'll do horrible awful things to cut one another down in order to fill themselves with some hollow sense of comfort. They'll say whatever hurtful things they can think of in the moment; they'll criticize; they'll argue; they'll belittle and mock and yell. I've learned that a great many people are insecure and hard-hearted and when you get right down to it at the end of the day, care only about themselves.
But every once in awhile I meet someone who surprises me. It's a rare thing indeed but every so often you're lucky enough to come in contact with someone who, despite their circumstances in life, treats other people with a kindness that they do not even deserve. These people are able to turn the other cheek, to be the bigger person, and no matter how bleak the situation may be, maintain a sense of peace and joy about life. I've observed people like this and I've noticed that in most cases, these are not the wealthiest people or the most beautiful, or the people with the best jobs or houses or clothes. Rather they are the ones who have chosen not to let the drudgery of life bring them down. They have something inside them, lighting them from the inside out.
And isn't that amazing?
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
That's right; I was still rocking the old Samsung flip phone, baby. (You should have seen the looks on the faces of the girls at the AT&T store when I whipped that bad boy out). And I loved that phone too. I'll admit I've been kinda sorta wanting a cool new Smart phone for awhile but I also didn't know that I cared to spend the money when I had a perfectly good phone that still worked.
Anyway, once Old Phone died, I had to get something so I hightailed it down to the AT&T store and after spending an hour agonizing over the different styles and texting back and forth with my sister (who LOVES her Blackberry) I decided to go with this one. Meet Polly:
Pretty snazzy, huh? (I justified this because after the rebate and a $50 coupon I had for being "such a good customer," the phone itself was FREE to me). I should tell you here that I'm by no means a techo geek. Once I figure out how to use a new piece of technology I ride that until its dead. It's not that I'm opposed to learning how to use something new, I just...I dunno. It feels like a lot of work sometimes. I was so comfortable with my old phone that I could do just about anything on it without even looking. Not so much now. What I'm telling you is that I've got this awesome new phone and I have no earthly idea how to use it. I'm kinda figuring out texting and I think I can make phone calls but I feel like this phone still has a lot of untapped potential that I'm not using yet. Also, I feel like I'm probably doing unnecessary retarded things simply because I don't know where all the buttons are for different functions.
Case in point: As I was leaving bible study last night I got a call from my Grandad. Its always great to hear from him but I just found it random that he was calling me at 9:00 pm on a Tuesday night. Well apparently, he was returning my phone calls. Yes calls. Calls that I had no memory of making. Calls that I apparently made from my pocket because I don't yet know how to lock the keypad on this new phone and I'm so used to the old flip phone that I don't even think twice about sliding this new one into my pocket. "Yeah I saw where you had called a couple times," he told me, "And I had a voice mail that was just a bunch of static and then a hang up so I thought it might be you." Great. Not only am I making pocket calls,I'm leaving pocket voice mails too.
My point in all this is that if you get a bunch of missed calls from me in the next few days its not that I do or don't want to talk to you its just that I probably don't even realize I've called. Don't take it personally.
(And by the way, my Grandad's suggestion was just to get some pants with looser pockets). ;-)
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I mean seriously, how cool are these? Who wouldn't want to catch one of these at the parade?
Remember these? I loved these things when I was little. Loved them. Ate them every chance I got. Yes, I realize they taste more like they're coated in wax than chocolate but mmmmboy was it good wax.
(Obviously, I'm sitting here craving chocolate donuts at the moment).
Monday, January 18, 2010
#1: My job. Do you know what I do for a living? I just spent the past five years of my life getting an ACCOUNTING degree and an MBA and now I work as an assistant to the CFO at the hospital. Accounting, people! Do you know a nerdier, more boring group of human beings on this whole earth than Accountants? The answer is no, you don't, because one does not exist. Accountants are the epitome of the "number cruncher." That's what we do, all day everyday. Numbers, numbers, numbers. (I like to think of it in terms of "money, money, money" but at the end of the day it all boils down to the same thing). ACCOUNTANT = NERDY.
#2: My hobbies. The one thing I enjoy doing better than just about anything else in the whole world is reading. I love to read. I'll read anything and everything and as soon as I finish I'll turn around and read it all again. I spent the better part of elementary school hiding out in the library with a stack of books (quite possibly to the detriment of my math skills and knowledge of World History but whatever) and even now I'd choose a good book over TV or a movie any day of the week (and twice on Sundays of course). When I was little my sister and friends would sometimes get mad at me because I would choose to stay inside and read instead of coming outside to play with them. READING = NERDY.
#3: My obsession with nerdy things. I went through a phase in elementary school where I was obsessed with Amelia Earhart and Helen Keller. I don't know why. Sure, they're very interesting historical figures (and women no less) but how many third graders have read every single book in the biography section of the school library? At my school the answer was "one"; me. In middle school I developed an absolute fanatic obsession with the X-Files. Actually, come to think of it, this obsession continues to this day. Have you ever seen the show? If so, can you say SUPER nerd? If we're being honest here, I probably took my obsession to a borderline unhealthy level, but whatever. I'm sure its nothing a few good years of therapy can't fix. X-FILES = NERDY.
Now this may come across as just a wee bit of self-deprecating humor on my part. Wrong! I'm totally proud of and willing to embrace my nerdiness. I'll wear the nerd badge of honor with pride and stand tall knowing that I have nothing to be ashamed of here.
Have I convinced you yet?
Saturday, January 16, 2010
--Scully (The X-Files)
Friday, January 15, 2010
I'd just like to say, way to step up to the plate HCA. Yeah I know there's lots of great PR in a move like this and all that jazz but still, not many big corporations out there today do things of this nature anymore. It makes me proud to be a part of this company.
I know where I'm sending my tithe for this month and I'm giving you the link too. If you're looking for a good cause, well, I would encourage you to think about this one...
Monday, January 11, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
When we first started attending Rayne Methodist Church (we came across it in August after visiting several other churches in New Orleans) I met a really sweet girl who introduced herself and seemed genuinely happy to see us there. Deborah. Come to find out, she also works at the hospital where I work and helps lead a women's Bible study for 20-30 year olds. She invited me to come to the Bible study group, but at first I kinda brushed her off. Ok brush off is too harsh; I just didn't really take her invitation seriously and I completely forgot about it to be honest, because Bible studies have never really been my thing.
I've done my fair share of Bible studies (or at least tried to) mostly during college. I hated them. God help me but they were absolutely some of the most tedious, uncomfortable things I've ever done. When it reached the point where I was dreading the evenings I was supposed to go, I knew I wasn't probably getting out of those things what I should, so yes, I usually just sort of slowly stopped going. Call it an unfair generalization if you want, but I found the girls who lead those things to be sooooooooo fake! And I hate fake. They were always so insincere and fake and believe it or not, downright catty sometimes. Oh and, did I mention they were fake? They acted like they were so perfect and holy and as though doing this Bible study somehow made them better than others. They were super "cliquey" and exclusive and just...not super pleasant people a lot of the time.
Needless to say, the second time Deborah invited me to her Bible study here, it was with great hesitation that I agreed to come. Truthfully the only reason I went is because I've found that once you're out of school and in a brand new city where you know no one, its really hard to meet new friends sometimes! Especially when the majority of the people you work with are men over the age of 50.
I've been going to this study every Tuesday for the past month or so now and oh my goodness, I can not tell you how much I enjoy it. These girls (young women) are amazing! (And that's coming from someone who has never had very many girl friends because I find females as a group downright impossible to be around most of the time). I've never been around a group of women who are so real. These girls are sincere and open-minded and for the most part, brutally honest about themselves and with each other. There seems to be an unspoken rule that no one will in any way judge anyone else so in turn, everyone feels comfortable opening up and being truthful. We don't all sit around for an hour and pretend that we've got things all figured out or that we're perfect and holy and that God loves us better because we're doing this. These girls recognize that in fact they're not at all perfect and never will be. We all readily admit we don't fully understand everything in the Bible; we sometimes question God, or what we feel God is leading us to do. Sometimes we feel lost; sometimes we do things even when we know we shouldn't, and sometimes even when we try our best to do what we think is right, we still come up short. And what I'm starting to see the more I talk with these girls, is that that's ok.
By Christianity's, and even secular society's standards, this group of girls is far from perfect. But they're super, super real and in my opinion, downright amazing women. There are teachers and lawyers and a physical therapist. There are single women, married women, girls who are dating and living with their boyfriends and one divorcee. Some of them drink, some of them have very "checkered"pasts, and some are in marriages that are struggling.
Through them I'm seeing that I don't always have to be perfect. I don't always have to be right. I don't always have to know the best thing to do for every single situation. God knows I'm not and never will be able to do all those things and He doesn't even expect me to. People are, by definition, imperfect creatures. I'm learning that I'm going to mess up and I'm going to come up short sometimes and I'm going to be confused and angry and often times completely lost. But the beauty of it is, God already knows that and loves me anyway. I get to wake up every single morning and have a brand new chance to do the best that I can, and if at the end of the day I've made some mistakes; so what?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Christmas was really good. We were able to go home to Kentucky for almost a whole week, which was wonderful. We saw my family, Zack's family, and a few of our old friends in Lexington as well and one of the best parts was that we were able to go to Calvary (our church in Lexington) on Sunday after Christmas. Man. I miss that place.
I actually worked the week between Christmas and New Year's Day while Zack went to Florida for a wedding so we had to hightail it back down to NOLA pretty quick. All in all though, it was a pretty darn good holiday season. Happy 2010!