Monday, August 25, 2014

If you like pina coladas...

This has almost nothing to do with pina coladas. In fact, the only reason I titled the post with that was because I'm listening to that song. And the reason I'm listening to that song is because I acquired the Guardians of the Galaxy sound track. Because I love that movie. And the sound track. H says the sound track is just okay. But I like it, okay? I ramble...

Here's the point. If you like pina coladas*, come visit DC. I've developed a list of why you should visit. It is not necessarily a complete list, but I think it should entice you nonetheless.

1. I live in DC. (Duh. No brainer.)

2. We have two bedrooms. This means you get to have your own bedroom and not sleep on the couch.

This WILL NOT be your bed.
3. It's almost September. That means that the weather will be tolerable again and we can do things. If you came during the summer, we would sit inside all day, basking in the glory of modern technology and air conditioning.

4. DC is probably the cheapest vacation (after airfare/transportation) that you'll probably ever take. Here's a testimonial from a recent visitor:


5. We have a pretty cute cat. See here.

6. It's possible that if you get stuck at the Philadelphia airport that I will come rescue you.

7. We can take day trips to fun places like Annapolis, Baltimore, Richmond, Philadelphia, Mount Vernon, Harper's Ferry, Shenandoah Valley, Charlottesville, etc.

8. The history. Monticello. Mount Vernon. Philadelphia. Williamsburg. Jamestown. Yorktown.

Jamestown (or Yorktown...)
Richmond
Monticello

9. You know you want to take a vacation. Make it here.

10. When was the last time you visited (Derek, excluded, though you are more than welcome to come again always).

So there it is. Visit DC. Visit ME. Do it.


*I might make you a pina colada (virgin) if you visit. And depending on what time of year you come, you might get caught in the rain. So that's pretty solid.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Busted.

Lest you think I'm all doom and gloom over here...

Many of you probably know that I teach a 12-13 (and some 14) year old Sunday School class for my church. If I've told you that, I probably have also told you that I think they are the best Sunday School class ever. They are just a great bunch of kids and so fun/funny to be around.

Here's something that happened tonight with one of my kids that I want to document for later laughs.

As a back story, we made these in class last Sunday:


The idea of it is that you spin the paper clip spinner once a night and that determines your studies for the night. Each kid got to choose what the put in each of their quadrants and decorated it however they wanted.

Anyway, at the end of church, I was waiting for Holland by the clerk's office, and I saw, in the garbage, two of these spinners that my class had made ONE HOUR earlier.

Luckily for me, I identified the culprits based on what they put in their quadrants. I mean... when you put "Topical Guide" as one of your quadrants, it's gonna stand out. I pulled the spinners out of the garbage and vowed to shame their owners.

Fast forward to tonight. My co-teacher and I held a BBQ for our class as a almost-back-to-school party.

I brought the two spinners to our BBQ and waited. Lucky for me, I didn't have to wait long.

The first kid who arrived was my Topical Guide guy. I told him to close his eyes because I had a surprise for him. I then pulled out his spinner and held it in front of his face and told him to open his eyes.

His reaction was perfect. He looked at it, recognized it, and just started cracking up. He totally knew he was busted. After a good few minutes laughing about it, I made him vow to take it home and hang it on his wall (or at least just throw it away somewhere where I wouldn't find it...)

I tell ya. These kids... Gotta love 'em.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Thoughts

Sometime in the last two years, I made myself a list. It wasn't a normal grocery list or a to-do list. It was a list of things that I felt I had been failing at in my personal life. Things that I sucked at. Things that I thought I could be doing better. It was all of my personal misgivings neatly stored together as one little note on my phone.

I'm ashamed to say that it wasn't that long ago that I deleted that list from my phone.

It's easy - perhaps because I'm a woman or perhaps merely because I am human - to begin a cycle of self-loathing. Mine often begins with the way I look and spirals into hating myself for everything that I am incapable of or doing less-well than someone else.

It's frustrating, isn't it? To live in a society that makes the definition of who you are dependent on what you look like and how much you weigh. Even more frustrating because we give in to it. I give in to it.

I'm working on it, on the one hand. I'm working to eat right and train right. And that's great and it's important. But I think the more important part is changing my mind. Changing the way I view myself. Changing the way I view others.

I wish we could change the saying to "Living up to your potential is the new skinny" or "Doing the best you can is the new strong."

But then again, that's quite a few more words, isn't it?

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

MY OH MY

This last Saturday, I spent my evening in Baltimore watching the Baltimore Orioles play the Seattle Mariners.

Holland was supposed to go with me, but ended up having to stay in Austin, so I went with my good friend David and met up with a bunch of people we know here who also attended the University of Washington.



We stood for most (but not all) of the game behind the visiting team's bullpen. This meant that we got to watch any of the Mariners' relief pitchers warm up before they went in. Luckily for us, the Mariners put in a lot of relief pitchers that night so we were able to see a few go through. We saw Brach, Maurer, Furbush, and Rodney (I think that was it...) They were really nice and would wave to us every now and again. They even threw some bowls toward some people standing above (but not AT them...).



There's not much else to say besides MARINERS WON.

Camden Yards was beautiful and we were glad to see an Ms win!

4th of July

I know that there are a few thoughts rolling around the heads of those reading this blog. Here's what I am guessing they are:

1. "It's already the 6TH OF AUGUST. How have you not blogged about this already?"

To which I would say, dishonor on you for thinking so negatively. I have at least a year to get posts up about life-changing events like the CELEBRATION OF OUR INDEPENDENCE. Dishonor!


2. "You couldn't come up with a more creative title than 4th of July?"

No. No, I couldn't. So sue me.

Anyway, the weekend started off fairly eventful. Our friend, Derek, had planned another trip to DC for the holiday weekend (his second trip to DC over the 4th, if you're counting). He was supposed to have a layover in Philadelphia and then land around 6 something at BWI.

I took a half day at work so that I could drive down to the BWI area before traffic really hit hard and do some shopping while I waited for his plane.

This is where things start to get fishy.

As I'm running out of store options, I learn that Derek's flight has been delayed. He says I should just eat dinner without him because he doesn't know when it's going to arrive. The reason behind these delays, they say, is thunderstorms in Baltimore. I am in Baltimore. There ain't no thunder...

Anyway, I eat dinner and wait to hear back from Derek about his flight. I'm also texting Holland because he is supposed to fly in that night too from Austin. His flight is also delayed; though, not as severely as Derek's.



Derek goes through a series of delays before they finally tell him that all flights on the East Coast from Philadelphia are canceled/grounded.

Luckily, I had already started to prepare myself for the scenario and had mentally prepared myself for the 2 1/2 hour drive to the Philly airport. I bought myself some Walmart sweats, some snacks, and made sure I had enough money for the diabolical tolls we would hit along the way and I was off.

If I remember correctly, I picked Derek up around 10. He loitered around the car for a bit while I went to use the ladies room and then we were headed back to DC.

And thus began our weekend. We spent the weekend watching awesome (but not awesome) movies (Non-Stop with Liam Neeson and Transformers 4 or whatever number it's not now), making peach cobbler, seeing the Botanical Gardens, and doing fourth of July-y things.

Botanical Gardens
Since Derek had never been downtown to see the lights, we decided to brave the crowds. We actually got a really good seat near the Lincoln Memorial and settled in for about an hour playing Uno and eating pie (America!) before the fireworks actually started. They were some of my favorite to date.






Before Derek left on Sunday afternoon, we stopped to get brunch. I've never met a brunch I don't like.

Thanks, Derek, for being our most constant visitor. We love having you here and want you to come ALWAYS.