Trying something new

It would be over done for me to make some another joke  about the karate kid in my telling of  The Day I Waxed My Car.

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So here’s what’s fun about this day. I am not, generally a person who “does” things. You know? Like make a to-do list and then check things off? I don’t really do that. I occasionally make lists and I occasionally do things but rarely do I finish (or even start, for that matter) projects like waxing a car.
What single woman in her 30’s waxes her car?
Also, it turns out that using both of your hands (like in that movie) really is where it’s at… I mean- my forearms were burning, like, immediately. You gotta spread the work out evenly… Continue reading “Trying something new”

The haze and high of Falling

Listen, basically I think a lot. I also talk, but much of the time I’m thinking. Sometimes I think in circles but I seem to be getting better about recognizing  when my thinking is unproductive and I attempt to stop thinking about whatever that things is… like the rubiks cube when you start to sweat and use cuss words ( although I have never been that into solving a rubik’s cube). It’s just not worth the trouble- especially when most efforts become less fruitful when you’re frustrated.

So lately I’ve been thinking about “romantic love”. Not like, dreaming about it, thinking. Pondering…. Continue reading “The haze and high of Falling”

“Having coffee”

I just had coffee with my friend Heidi. Having coffee involves so much more than just drinking liquid from a cup… When I say “I had coffee with my friend” I mean so much more. We connected.

One thing I’ve been thinking about lately (among the many things I’ve been thinking about) is how we understand different things about the world and about ourselves depending on who we’re having coffee with… Continue reading ““Having coffee””

Fambly

I have the kind of family that takes graphs and diagrams to explain.

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  Like most people I have a mom and a dad. Then I also have brothers and sisters. It’s when you ask me a question like “how many brothers and sisters do you have?” that things get confusing.

Don’t worry… I’m not going to try and explain it all here. If you are not already well acquainted with my family and you wonder where all of these people are coming from, just know that you are not alone… Continue reading “Fambly”

Spricht mit mir

I have all these random thoughts and bits… half started posts.. But I can’t seem to finish any of them, I think, because I need to talk about this stuff before I can have some tightly wrapped and tidy post about it all… So here’s what’s on my mind: Continue reading “Spricht mit mir”

2 Tall Men and 3 Red Cows

Yesterday I had a nice time hanging out with my dad and my brother, Shawn.

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Dad looked at my car and diagnosed a bad wheel bearing (left front) and a bent tire (right front)…. Continue reading “2 Tall Men and 3 Red Cows”

Running headlong

I had a talk yesterday with Jessica about The Unknown.
Somehow the unknown used to seem less scary. Maybe I was naively optimistic about the possible outcomes. Now I am not quite a cynic, but I am more wary. Also I have learned how awesome it can be to be known and know others… to get good and comfortable in the familiar.

When I think about moving to Colorado sometimes I feel afraid. It’s very unknown and I will be leaving some pretty incredible people who have become so dear to me…. Continue reading “Running headlong”

Letting Kindness say hello

I’m staying a few nights in the house of some friends… hanging out with two of their (100?) kids.

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Today I spent some time with their dog (Kindness) because she barks at me a lot and I thought she should feel more comfortable.

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Continue reading “Letting Kindness say hello”

The golden rule: or Who Made This Mess Anyway?

I often find Mondays difficult. For most people Monday means going back to work and they find that  hard. For me Monday is difficult because I often have it off.
Strange? Continue reading “The golden rule: or Who Made This Mess Anyway?”

My Ankle, My Nemesis

Here’s a word I learned recently. Supinate.  It’s how I walk. Yes, I once  even said… it’s how I roll (cue groans).

Supination ( if this is a word) is when you put the weight on the outsides of your feet when you walk. This leads to sprained ankles in folks of all ages and denominations. Including myself. A 33 yr old… uhh.. Baptist? Methodist?
Jesus-ist maybe.

Anyway, here’s how the story goes. Last December I sprained my ankle doing the very tricky trick of stepping off of the porch into the grass. Bam. Or, crack, rather. Crack. Sprained ankle. Did I go to the doctor? No. Did I have have health insurance? Well I did for a few weeks, now that I think back, but all of that was complicated and confusing back in December…. Continue reading “My Ankle, My Nemesis”

Are we there yet?

You can now officially “follow me” (to the right of this post is an orangey thing you can click on for this purpose). Hopefully that following will involve you running ahead sometimes and giving me your own stories from the road. I would also like to follow you 🙂

Before we really begin this journey together- in the land of blog – I’ll make this post for the purpose of telling you my intentions for our time together.
I want to share as much of my life with you here as a) I have time for b) I have words for and c) You have interest in… Continue reading “Are we there yet?”

How To Be

I realized last week that I am a real explorer. It hit me on a random trip to the beach.  At first I sat in the car with the windows down reading a bit of my book, “How to Be an Explorer of the World” by Kerri Smith.  The first thing I noticed is that she suggests doing lots of things I already do as a habit (or a quirk?).

Then I grabbed my bag and camera and headed down to the beach. I walked really slowly and took a lot of pictures… the tide was fairly far in so I clambered over logs in my flip flops and a skirt (a long, flowy skirt).

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I just sort of followed my feelings down the beach and ended up sitting on this log, nestled into a cove of branches, logs, a sharply steep hillside and water… green, sludgy water that looked like some kind of healthy oriental soup. Then I pulled out a piece of paper and started writing down observations, taking pictures, thinking… Continue reading “How To Be”