We enjoyed a Jazz game this weekend with friends since our little fall trip was canceled. Jazz are looking good this year!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Trying to be everything can make you lose your mind
She grew up on a side of the road
Where the church bells ring and strong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American honey
Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn't wait to get goin'
But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey
There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
Get caught in the race
Of this crazy life
Trying to be everything can make you lose your mind
I just wanna go back in time
To American honey, yea
There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
Gone for so long now
I gotta get back to her somehow
To American honey
Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
And American honey
Where the church bells ring and strong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American honey
Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn't wait to get goin'
But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey
There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
Get caught in the race
Of this crazy life
Trying to be everything can make you lose your mind
I just wanna go back in time
To American honey, yea
There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
Gone for so long now
I gotta get back to her somehow
To American honey
Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summer time
And American honey
And American honey
Week 2 without a facebook account = amazing. I got a few texts that said, "Miss social networking deleted her twitter and facebook? How odd!" Well, I just needed to disconnect from the world and say, "As interesting as your lives are... I am going to shut the computer and go live mine." Facebook is a black hole for me. I work on it then come home and enter what I consider to be my virtual college social life. But, the only reason it ended up that way is because I made it so. It is easy to take five minutes and write on a friends wall to see how they are doing, or to check out their most recent photo uploads to see what is new rather than giving that friend a very deserved call. I am not going all anti-facebook on you all...but I need to take a large step back from it for now.
So, since I deleted my account, I've had more time to do the things that I need to do and want to do. I've been practicing my guitar more and giving my classes the study time they require. I've received more phone calls this week than ever before and gone to dinner and lunch with friends more than ever before. Facebook may be a cheap way to socialize but it also cheapens friendships by using it as a main social resource.
So, since I deleted my account, I've had more time to do the things that I need to do and want to do. I've been practicing my guitar more and giving my classes the study time they require. I've received more phone calls this week than ever before and gone to dinner and lunch with friends more than ever before. Facebook may be a cheap way to socialize but it also cheapens friendships by using it as a main social resource.
I spent today inside. It was a beautiful day...but I stayed in and gave my home the deep cleaning it desperately needed, caught up on laundry, homework, and talked to a few old friends on the phone. It is amazing what you can find to do when you do not rely on facebook to relieve boredom. I check my email and shut my computer. This may sound silly to those of you who have your facebook usage under control, but again...I work ON facebook and then I am in school the rest of the evening, so at times facebook was my only friend interaction/mid-study break (that lasted a few hours...oops.)
I have a few fun adventures coming up next week that I will fill you all in on. Please keep in touch via email or phone. If you do not have my email address, just leave a comment below and I will send it to you! <3
Monday, October 11, 2010
Removed.
I deleted my facebook account and also my twitter. If you would like to stay in touch please email or call me. I am going to leave my blog up for family updates and photos.
Thanks!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Go back to bed, because I love you
My week...summarized in two quotes.
"It was merely my own voice, speaking from within my own self. But this was my voice as I had never heard it before. This was my voice, but perfectly wise, calm and compassionate. This was what my voice would sound like if I'd only ever experienced love and certainty in my life. How can I describe the warmth of affection in that voice, as it gave me the answer that would forever seal my faith in the divine?
The voice said; Go back to bed, Liz.
I exhaled.
It was so immediately clear that this was the only thing to do. I would not have accepted any other answer. I would not have trusted a great booming voice that said either; You Must Divorce Your Husband! or You Must Not Divorce Your Husband! Because that's not true wisdom. True wisdom gives the only possible answer at any given moment, and that night, going back to bed was the only possible answer.
Go back to bed, said this omniscient interior voice, because you don't need to know the final answer right now, at three o'clock in the morning on a Thursday in November. Go back to bed, because I love you. Go back to bed, because the only thing you need to do for now is get some rest and take good care of yourself until you do know the answer. Go back to bed so that, when the tempest comes, you'll be strong enough to deal with it. And the tempest is coming, dear one. Very soon. But not tonight. Therefore: Go back to bed, Liz."
-Eat Pray Love- Elizabeth Gilbert.
"We're all susceptible to it, the dread and anxiety of not knowing what's coming. It's pointless in the end, because all the worrying and the making of plans for things that could or could not happen, only makes things worse. So walk your dog or take a nap. Just whatever you do, stop worrying. Because the only cure for paranoia is to be here, just as you are." -Meredith Grey
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
We distract ourselves
I'm laying here trying to find the energy to finish my math homework. Applied for graduation today, work, school, photoshoot, more homework... My days seem to mimic each other with only minor changes within each. The semester is passing quickly and I am trying my best to keep up with the tasks I have given myself thanks to my inability to relax. I feel lazy when I relax...thinking of everything that needs to be done. I don't have time to read books that do not associate with the classes I have enrolled myself in. No leisure reading. It takes me months to read even a magazine as I fold the corner of an interesting article and return to my self-given obligations and duties. I overloaded myself this semester. I will be the first to say it. Reminding myself to breathe regularly, and checking my to-do list every few minutes...as if another task may appear without my knowing. I check the little boxes by each task all through the day, and cannot sleep until each task has been taken care of. Right now, as I type, I am thinking-"Laundry...out of the dryer, Dishes...need to go in the wash...Jeans, do I have clean ones for tomorrow? No. Dangit. Guitar, I still need to practice tonight. Math, why am I not doing it right now? I have 30 problems left and a test tomorrow. Boyfriend, wish I was with him right now." My mental checklist goes on and on.
I know I will look back at these posts and laugh. I know there will come a day when I remember these days and thank myself for all of my hard work.
A new thought just popped into my head and heart... I never thank myself. A girl in church yesterday mentioned that she was taught by a mentor to thank the moon and the sun...out-loud. To hold a conversation with the moon and the sun. Her conversation with the moon began awkwardly, and ended in tears and words of thanks for lighting the darkest hours. Her conversation with the sun began quietly as she lay on the warm sidewalk at her favorite park. Soaking in the sun, she thanked it for warming her. She lay still and listened to the wind and the birds. Stillness. Love that concept. What about thanking ourselves? What would that conversation sound like? I might try it out sometime and let you know how it goes. ;) I suppose that is a form of meditation. Not so weird. Right now, I want to thank myself for taking a minute to get these thoughts out of my head so that I can get back to my studies. ha...okay, seriously, I want to thank myself for taking guitar lessons as I have always wanted to do. For getting braces, because I always wanted a pretty smile. For letting love in-although I've been hurt deeply. For going back to school after a 7 year break (although those 7 years are filled with incredible experience in the marketing and business industry of which I do not regret). Lastly, for participating in church activities all summer--which led me to making life long friendships.
Enough writing for tonight. I hope you are all doing what you can to absorb each day and that you are continually giving yourselves greater challenges and goals to reach towards.
I know I will look back at these posts and laugh. I know there will come a day when I remember these days and thank myself for all of my hard work.
A new thought just popped into my head and heart... I never thank myself. A girl in church yesterday mentioned that she was taught by a mentor to thank the moon and the sun...out-loud. To hold a conversation with the moon and the sun. Her conversation with the moon began awkwardly, and ended in tears and words of thanks for lighting the darkest hours. Her conversation with the sun began quietly as she lay on the warm sidewalk at her favorite park. Soaking in the sun, she thanked it for warming her. She lay still and listened to the wind and the birds. Stillness. Love that concept. What about thanking ourselves? What would that conversation sound like? I might try it out sometime and let you know how it goes. ;) I suppose that is a form of meditation. Not so weird. Right now, I want to thank myself for taking a minute to get these thoughts out of my head so that I can get back to my studies. ha...okay, seriously, I want to thank myself for taking guitar lessons as I have always wanted to do. For getting braces, because I always wanted a pretty smile. For letting love in-although I've been hurt deeply. For going back to school after a 7 year break (although those 7 years are filled with incredible experience in the marketing and business industry of which I do not regret). Lastly, for participating in church activities all summer--which led me to making life long friendships.
Enough writing for tonight. I hope you are all doing what you can to absorb each day and that you are continually giving yourselves greater challenges and goals to reach towards.
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