I made really good pizza today.
Yum.
Just wanted to put that out there.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Gotta Be a Better Way
For the most part I would say that Christian's (or the majority of them) manage to keep people from staring at us and wondering just what we think we're doing. Ash Wednesday though, is just one of those days where we do things that may make other people give us weird looks. On Ash Wednesday we draw crosses on our foreheads with ashes.
Talk about weird looks. I had one on my head and I STILL had to give the other's weird looks because of theirs! HA ha. I mean, I understand the solemn kind of symbolism behind the whole thing, but I hope I'm still allowed to see the humour in it.
As for the ash crosses...there needs to be a ceremony for removing them. How on earth do you wash off this cross on your forehead that you got in this solemn service?? Can you just wash it off? Or should you leave it til it kind of rubs off on its own? Seriously, this is something that they don't consider before they draw it on your head. Booo!!!
I just wiped mine off with a piece of toilet paper. I hope that's ok.
Well, Lent has started to I guess I had better go and start replacing my bad thoughts with some good ones...
Talk about weird looks. I had one on my head and I STILL had to give the other's weird looks because of theirs! HA ha. I mean, I understand the solemn kind of symbolism behind the whole thing, but I hope I'm still allowed to see the humour in it.
As for the ash crosses...there needs to be a ceremony for removing them. How on earth do you wash off this cross on your forehead that you got in this solemn service?? Can you just wash it off? Or should you leave it til it kind of rubs off on its own? Seriously, this is something that they don't consider before they draw it on your head. Booo!!!
I just wiped mine off with a piece of toilet paper. I hope that's ok.
Well, Lent has started to I guess I had better go and start replacing my bad thoughts with some good ones...
Monday, February 15, 2010
Eureka!
I have figured it all out!!
For Lent 2010 (yeah, that's right...say it like it's Vancouver 2010...be proud!) I will be finding things about me and recognizing how God plays into them, and posting them on this blog. Once a day for all of Lent (so, 40 days when you don't count Sunday) I shall try to be posting some sort of thing about myself that is positive and is overcoming my obsession with my flaws which is getting in the way of the whole "growing" thing.
It's breaking 2 window's with 1 stone! (sorry...I don't kill birds!) I'll focus on positives AND connect the dots between me and God.
I'm brilliant! (Sweet! It looks like I've found at least one thing to talk about!)
For Lent 2010 (yeah, that's right...say it like it's Vancouver 2010...be proud!) I will be finding things about me and recognizing how God plays into them, and posting them on this blog. Once a day for all of Lent (so, 40 days when you don't count Sunday) I shall try to be posting some sort of thing about myself that is positive and is overcoming my obsession with my flaws which is getting in the way of the whole "growing" thing.
It's breaking 2 window's with 1 stone! (sorry...I don't kill birds!) I'll focus on positives AND connect the dots between me and God.
I'm brilliant! (Sweet! It looks like I've found at least one thing to talk about!)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
In The Way
The last time I made it to church (at all or even just in time to hear a whole sermon) we were asked to reflect on our lives and see just what was standing between us and growing in our faith. This was a terrible question to ask, because the #1 thing in my life that I focus on way more than God is kind of embarassing. Yet, I know it consumes me, and maybe, just maybe, admitting it is gonna help me redo my priorities.
The thing that consumes me and distracts me from not only growing in faith, but in even enjoying life as I know I should, is my constant NEVER CEASING obsession with how much I need to lose weight, and my constant NEVER CEASING self loathing at continually allowing myself to fail.
What ridiculous and shallow things to let get in the way of life. Yet all I can do is think about the things I should do to lose weight.
As Lent is approaching I wonder what my offering should be. I feel like I should somehow give up this obsession, I just don't know what that would look like. I don't know how! Yet, there has to be a way to be healthy without obsessing about, cuz there are healthy people out there, and I don't *think* that they obsess about it. Not like I do anyways. Perhaps I should start looking at the positives. It's a step right?
The thing that consumes me and distracts me from not only growing in faith, but in even enjoying life as I know I should, is my constant NEVER CEASING obsession with how much I need to lose weight, and my constant NEVER CEASING self loathing at continually allowing myself to fail.
What ridiculous and shallow things to let get in the way of life. Yet all I can do is think about the things I should do to lose weight.
As Lent is approaching I wonder what my offering should be. I feel like I should somehow give up this obsession, I just don't know what that would look like. I don't know how! Yet, there has to be a way to be healthy without obsessing about, cuz there are healthy people out there, and I don't *think* that they obsess about it. Not like I do anyways. Perhaps I should start looking at the positives. It's a step right?
Saturday, November 28, 2009
The Wimpiest...
It is official.
I am the wimpiest sick person on the face of the planet.
If I were my own patient, I would make me tear out my hair!
Happily, I am recovering, and feel find today. As opposed to yesterday when even my usually cozy flannel pj's HURT me. Every nerve somehow managed to hurt, and it was ridiculously cold. I'm rather glad that it is over. I hope it stays over now!
I have this Google Analytics thing that says how many times people have visited your site, and I noticed that despite my lack of posting, there were still many visits to my site...now I'm certain that most of them were actually junk visits from those strange internet things that are kind of annoying (someone I know just had a comment from one of them...it was some sort of strange thing all about Uggs), but on the mere chance that some of the visits were from real people who I know and love, then I thought perhaps I ought to update.
A strange thing happened to me the other day, and perhaps it wasn't that strange, but it was a wow moment. A coworker was upset about something that she realized she had missed, and she texted me to tell me about it, and ask for my advice. Which is crazy! I feel like there are so many other people who she could have gone to, and yet she picked me. Which I have no problem with, it's just hard to see myself in that kind of a position. A position where people think I'm a good person to turn to.
My first year of nursing is almost up. In fact, the last shifts of my first year will be three 12 hour shifts on December 24, 25, and 26. I've checked the schedule and am very excited about the people I'll be working with those nights. It's not a bad group of people to end my first year of nursing with. Now, if only I knew that the 2nd year would be better. If only I knew things like what kind of nurse I want to be!! Or how to get rid of coworkers that you really don't like.
Anyway, I'm supposed to be at this thing at church. And, I'm already a half hour late. So, I should go. Toodles!
I am the wimpiest sick person on the face of the planet.
If I were my own patient, I would make me tear out my hair!
Happily, I am recovering, and feel find today. As opposed to yesterday when even my usually cozy flannel pj's HURT me. Every nerve somehow managed to hurt, and it was ridiculously cold. I'm rather glad that it is over. I hope it stays over now!
I have this Google Analytics thing that says how many times people have visited your site, and I noticed that despite my lack of posting, there were still many visits to my site...now I'm certain that most of them were actually junk visits from those strange internet things that are kind of annoying (someone I know just had a comment from one of them...it was some sort of strange thing all about Uggs), but on the mere chance that some of the visits were from real people who I know and love, then I thought perhaps I ought to update.
A strange thing happened to me the other day, and perhaps it wasn't that strange, but it was a wow moment. A coworker was upset about something that she realized she had missed, and she texted me to tell me about it, and ask for my advice. Which is crazy! I feel like there are so many other people who she could have gone to, and yet she picked me. Which I have no problem with, it's just hard to see myself in that kind of a position. A position where people think I'm a good person to turn to.
My first year of nursing is almost up. In fact, the last shifts of my first year will be three 12 hour shifts on December 24, 25, and 26. I've checked the schedule and am very excited about the people I'll be working with those nights. It's not a bad group of people to end my first year of nursing with. Now, if only I knew that the 2nd year would be better. If only I knew things like what kind of nurse I want to be!! Or how to get rid of coworkers that you really don't like.
Anyway, I'm supposed to be at this thing at church. And, I'm already a half hour late. So, I should go. Toodles!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Getting It Together
Today I realized that in 1 week and 2 months I will have been finished school for an entire year, and like all the other mile markers in my life, it is nothing like I expected it to be.
In elementary school, you look at the high school kids, and they have it all together.
In high school, you look at the college kids, and they have it all together.
In college, well, clearly, the graduates, out there working and living the dream, they have it all together.
Well, here I am. Working hard, and "living the dream" and I don' t have it all together.
An entire year of nursing will soon be over. I'm not as smart as I hoped to be, but neither am I as stupid as I was afraid I could be. How does an entire year go by...how did I become "senior staff"?? How is it that I teach student nurses? And sort of live by myself? How come I'm in Winnipeg, even though I don't know where else to be?
Perhaps, this seeking to "have it all together" is the wrong thing to strive for.
On a completely other note, now that I have had a really good day at work, and have Sunday off, and then have something to do written on every single day of my calendar for the next week, and now that it's only 1 week left of a crazy last 2.5 weeks of the month I think I can make it to the end of next week. November will be a new month, and the first time in what feels like several weeks (but hasn't really been that long) that I will have more than 1 day off at a time. HUGE sigh of relief.
I think I need to sleep now. And see if i have sweet dreams.
In elementary school, you look at the high school kids, and they have it all together.
In high school, you look at the college kids, and they have it all together.
In college, well, clearly, the graduates, out there working and living the dream, they have it all together.
Well, here I am. Working hard, and "living the dream" and I don' t have it all together.
An entire year of nursing will soon be over. I'm not as smart as I hoped to be, but neither am I as stupid as I was afraid I could be. How does an entire year go by...how did I become "senior staff"?? How is it that I teach student nurses? And sort of live by myself? How come I'm in Winnipeg, even though I don't know where else to be?
Perhaps, this seeking to "have it all together" is the wrong thing to strive for.
On a completely other note, now that I have had a really good day at work, and have Sunday off, and then have something to do written on every single day of my calendar for the next week, and now that it's only 1 week left of a crazy last 2.5 weeks of the month I think I can make it to the end of next week. November will be a new month, and the first time in what feels like several weeks (but hasn't really been that long) that I will have more than 1 day off at a time. HUGE sigh of relief.
I think I need to sleep now. And see if i have sweet dreams.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Why Sleep Deprivation is Not Really Good for a Person
Was working lots and lots with only single days off at a time, then packing, and moving, and not actually moving my stuff, and 3 night shifts later I don't know how I made it through. I know I really really drew on a couple of people, borrowing their energy and perspective to help me survive. Thank you. I doubt that many of them read this, but its a thank you that shall float out into the world, find them, and just bring them a random thought that will make them smile.
I have a new (and super fantastic) job. I shall be hanging out with a super sweet little girl named Briony once a week. She's 10 months old, and loves to dance and giggle. I am so excited that I get to hang out and be a little part of her life!
Today I picked up a book that I ordered. The Cat's Pajama's by Ray Bradbury. I decided to read some of his stories, but not 100...because I don't want to read that much of his writing. I enjoyed the first story I read. "Chrysalis" (Not the famous one, a different one). It was thought provoking. I shall have to think about it some more.
Anway, I'm seriously difting. My mind is wandering and is kind of broken. I have been told that public forums are not appropriate places to vent, and I think this is public...although, I don't know who actually read this...but I'm going to find a happy distraction. Perhaps some Firefly. Or, it sounds like someone else (other than the engaged couple cuddled on the couch) is home. Or, Dre said she might think of something for us to do (we're neighbors now...temporarily anyway).
Oh. I know! I'm supposed to call my Aunt and Uncle. Perhaps that is what I shall do. :)
Goodnight!
I have a new (and super fantastic) job. I shall be hanging out with a super sweet little girl named Briony once a week. She's 10 months old, and loves to dance and giggle. I am so excited that I get to hang out and be a little part of her life!
Today I picked up a book that I ordered. The Cat's Pajama's by Ray Bradbury. I decided to read some of his stories, but not 100...because I don't want to read that much of his writing. I enjoyed the first story I read. "Chrysalis" (Not the famous one, a different one). It was thought provoking. I shall have to think about it some more.
Anway, I'm seriously difting. My mind is wandering and is kind of broken. I have been told that public forums are not appropriate places to vent, and I think this is public...although, I don't know who actually read this...but I'm going to find a happy distraction. Perhaps some Firefly. Or, it sounds like someone else (other than the engaged couple cuddled on the couch) is home. Or, Dre said she might think of something for us to do (we're neighbors now...temporarily anyway).
Oh. I know! I'm supposed to call my Aunt and Uncle. Perhaps that is what I shall do. :)
Goodnight!
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