Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Momentum
I discovered something today: it's all about momentum. As long as I was moving forward today, bravely writing and working on my self-assigned tasks, the meanie didn't get a chance to talk. Whenever I paused or slowed down, or took a breather, the meanie was right there, whispering in my ear, fluttering in my gut. Now I know why I like being in perpetual motion - so busy I don't have time for a break - it keeps the inner demons at bay.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Our Barrel Runneth Over
So, Dale cleaned out the gutters yesterday in preparation for T.S. Hanna. And in the process, he discovered that one of our gutters was holding water, providing a breeding ground for greedy mosquitoes. (We knew it held water, but had not considered the implications for mosquitoes). So, rather than re-hang the gutter at a moment's notice, he drilled a hole in the middle of the gutter and placed a 55 gallon trash can underneath it. This was at 4:00 yesterday.
This morning we got up and checked the barrel. Here's a picture of it!
Notice the buckling at the bottom. The bubbles at the top are from the constant stream of water from the gutter. Wow!
This morning we got up and checked the barrel. Here's a picture of it!
Notice the buckling at the bottom. The bubbles at the top are from the constant stream of water from the gutter. Wow!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Moses and me
I have the best support system ever! Just look at the comments from the previous post!
So I've decided to channel my creativity around this little mean voice by thinking about Moses. Moses was called by God and had a lot of excuses. God didn't really buy any of them. Which is good, because otherwise we might have been stuck with a great leader named something crazy like Mosiah. (Dale will get that Mormon joke).
Anyway, I'm creatively imagining myself in that story. And each day I'm going to give God one of my excellent excuses, all provided by the meanie. And I'll record God's answers. Once I've gotten through, I promise to write it up real pretty and post it here.
And I'm investigating the book recommendations made and looking at the Joy Diet, a good resource for this sort of thing.
So I've decided to channel my creativity around this little mean voice by thinking about Moses. Moses was called by God and had a lot of excuses. God didn't really buy any of them. Which is good, because otherwise we might have been stuck with a great leader named something crazy like Mosiah. (Dale will get that Mormon joke).
Anyway, I'm creatively imagining myself in that story. And each day I'm going to give God one of my excellent excuses, all provided by the meanie. And I'll record God's answers. Once I've gotten through, I promise to write it up real pretty and post it here.
And I'm investigating the book recommendations made and looking at the Joy Diet, a good resource for this sort of thing.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Shut Up, Meanie
Today is my "writing day." Which is probably why this is the day that the winners of the short-story contest were announced. I am not among them, although there are at least 50 of them.
So, I promised that the next time my artist-killing voice spoke up, I would let my inner artist speak. After the predictable spate of hate-filled hopelessness, I told the meanie to shut up and let the artist say a few words. They were not what I expected. And, in fact, I doubt them and doubt whether I should pay attention to them. But at least I was able to get the meanie to shut up for a few moments. Baby steps, I suppose.
So, I promised that the next time my artist-killing voice spoke up, I would let my inner artist speak. After the predictable spate of hate-filled hopelessness, I told the meanie to shut up and let the artist say a few words. They were not what I expected. And, in fact, I doubt them and doubt whether I should pay attention to them. But at least I was able to get the meanie to shut up for a few moments. Baby steps, I suppose.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Little Pleasures
I think I'm adding this website, http://icanhascheezburger.com/, to my daily list of websites to check. It always makes me laugh.
Monday, August 25, 2008
"The Shack" revisited
Well, I was skeptical at first. I approached the text cautiously, one eyebrow raised, waiting to find the flaw, or disagree, or roll my eyes at some glib theological Christianese.
And instead I cried. I wept. I was deeply moved. I nodded my head in vigorous agreement. And now I am part of the slowly growing group of people at my church who are recommending this book in awed and hushed tones. Dale was inspired to read it just by watching me read it.
I wouldn't go so far as to say this radically changed my view on God. But of course, I already HAVE a radical view on God - this book just portrayed it for me.
It's not perfect - it's not a systematic theological treatise. But it is a beautiful picture of God, with some deep wisdom about relationships, power, independence, and submission.
This is the kind of writing I want to do one day.
Go read "The Shack." I promise you won't be disappointed.
And instead I cried. I wept. I was deeply moved. I nodded my head in vigorous agreement. And now I am part of the slowly growing group of people at my church who are recommending this book in awed and hushed tones. Dale was inspired to read it just by watching me read it.
I wouldn't go so far as to say this radically changed my view on God. But of course, I already HAVE a radical view on God - this book just portrayed it for me.
It's not perfect - it's not a systematic theological treatise. But it is a beautiful picture of God, with some deep wisdom about relationships, power, independence, and submission.
This is the kind of writing I want to do one day.
Go read "The Shack." I promise you won't be disappointed.
The Gym
We have joined a gym. It's pretty exciting, this gym thing. We went yesterday just before closing time and I had my first experience with an elliptical machine - something the doctor has recommended for a while.
The elliptical was weird. It was like jogging in slow motion. I kept forgetting to relax my knees and so when the foot pads came up, my hips would twist as my stiff leg moved up. Bizarre. The best part, of course, is that after 5 minutes my LEFT knee started feeling weird. My RIGHT knee, the one I went to the doctor about last week, was feeling just great. But the LEFT knee is now complaining. I think it's jealous of all the attention Righty's been getting. Ahh, so complicated.
Anyway, I'm going back today. I'm going to learn how to do arm weights at the gym and do my 100 triceps extensions today. Cause I'm hardcore like that!
The elliptical was weird. It was like jogging in slow motion. I kept forgetting to relax my knees and so when the foot pads came up, my hips would twist as my stiff leg moved up. Bizarre. The best part, of course, is that after 5 minutes my LEFT knee started feeling weird. My RIGHT knee, the one I went to the doctor about last week, was feeling just great. But the LEFT knee is now complaining. I think it's jealous of all the attention Righty's been getting. Ahh, so complicated.
Anyway, I'm going back today. I'm going to learn how to do arm weights at the gym and do my 100 triceps extensions today. Cause I'm hardcore like that!
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