(This is just to be snarky to Sarah S!!!!)
My "Of the week" of the week is: On the Rocks!! Congrats, guys, you deserve it!
(...and I will NOT stop of the week-ing things!)
On the Rocks website
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Britcom of the Week
This week's Britcom of the Week is Ballykissangel
While no longer in production, you can find it at your local library. It is a pretty cheesy British show about a little Irish town called Ballykissangel (hence the name of the show), and focuses mainly on a Priest in the town, and all the ridiculous things he's drug into. I've only seen three of the six seasons, but they are cheesy, charming, very 90's, and I thoroughly enjoy them!
Britcoms (British Comedies) can be watched Saturday nights on PBS, (not this one, though).
Ballykissangel website
Encounter with a little old lady...revisited!
So, apparently the little old lady I encountered at Safeway has struck again! She appeared at a church garage sale, and told one of my friends the same animal story! I wonder how many other people have sighted her...
Monday, June 4, 2007
Webiste of the Week
The Bush Presidential Library
Someone has decided to post a blog featuring all the books that President Bush should have in his library, and all the ones he should read. Amazing! All book suggestions are welcomed.
Someone has decided to post a blog featuring all the books that President Bush should have in his library, and all the ones he should read. Amazing! All book suggestions are welcomed.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Summer Days
Well, summer is off to a...start. It's not the best summer ever, but it's not the worst either. Today I auditioned and was accepted to a brand new symphony, which will be great, but it doesn't start until September, which sucks because I wanted to play in it now! Oh well... I still have band once a week, and the new public library is a few blocks away (probably about a mile or a mile and a half or so), and I plan to spend lots of time there! I'm still looking for a job, but if I don't here from them by tomorrow, I'm going to go in and talk to them. I really really want that job!!
Living with my parents again has been interesting. I'm so used to dorm life, and life where I used to live, that I get bored a lot here. I feel a bit confined in our apartment, and since I don't have my own car, I can't just head out for an adventure without checking with my parents first...something that has come as a bit of a culture shock. It'll be fine, I'm sure I'll find something to do.
Anyone got any book suggestions?
Oh! And any string players interested in playing in a symphony in the Portland area should let me know - the group I just joined is in desperate need of you!!
Living with my parents again has been interesting. I'm so used to dorm life, and life where I used to live, that I get bored a lot here. I feel a bit confined in our apartment, and since I don't have my own car, I can't just head out for an adventure without checking with my parents first...something that has come as a bit of a culture shock. It'll be fine, I'm sure I'll find something to do.
Anyone got any book suggestions?
Oh! And any string players interested in playing in a symphony in the Portland area should let me know - the group I just joined is in desperate need of you!!
Friday, June 1, 2007
And so what we have learned applies to our lives today
Things I have learned this year:
It’s ok to not be ok. For some reason, there’s an undercurrent in our society (or what I believe to be an undercurrent) telling us that if you are feeling sad that something is wrong with you. You’re not a good enough Christian, or you’ve done something wrong. But, it’s ok to not be a perfect happy bubbly person. It’s amazing how often we forget that.
Standing up for yourself is a form of self care. I had never heard it said to me so plainly before, but it is true. I have a tendency to look after others before myself, and I was told to take care of myself and was given lots of ideas and ways. I also got hurt by a friend this year, and when I stood for myself, I realized how much I needed to; I saw that it’s not good to always be run over by other people.
How to play the french horn. I can’t play that well, but I can play it!
Telling people how you really feel is pretty dang awesome. You can’t imagine how empowering it was to look a good friend in the eye and tell them that I cared a lot for them or that they had hurt me, or just tell them how I feeling about everything. Yeah, there was a lot of drama this year, but not keeping how I felt bottled up made it be less drama-ful than it could’ve been.
Anger that is kept inside smoulders until you explode. Everyone knows this, but it was amplified for me this year.
Traveling is the most fun when there is no destination!!!! My friend Lauren called me one Friday and asked if I wanted to go on an adventure. Of course I did! We decided to go to the coast for the night and be back Saturday afternoon. Next thing I know, we’re headed south on 101, and are in the Redwoods in California. It started with me saying how I’d never been to Gold Beach (we stopped in North Bend for the night, and were talking about going back north again), and we just kept driving south. It was perfect for some intense reflection, deep conversations, and singing loudly to the music. I want to do it again, but in a different direction...
Hospitals, while still not fun, are not the worst places in the world. I don’t dislike them as much as I did at the beginning of the year. Which is good, right?
Orchestra is my favorite ensemble to play in. Yes, it just surpassed jazz band by a smidgen, but it did pass jazz band. I think my favorite part of it is the role of the oboe, because in orchestra it really is a solo instrument - meant to be heard, and even seen as a leader for the winds. In band, the oboe is not really supposed to be heard, except for the few times there is a solo. You play as loud as you can, but no matter what, the 80 million trumpets sitting in the back drown you out.
Watching ducks can be very therapeutic. They are just so waddle-y, floaty, bobby, quacky, and happy! Find a duck pond near you and go and sit and watch and contemplate life and enjoy! (And feed them out of your hands!!)
It’s ok to not be ok. For some reason, there’s an undercurrent in our society (or what I believe to be an undercurrent) telling us that if you are feeling sad that something is wrong with you. You’re not a good enough Christian, or you’ve done something wrong. But, it’s ok to not be a perfect happy bubbly person. It’s amazing how often we forget that.
Standing up for yourself is a form of self care. I had never heard it said to me so plainly before, but it is true. I have a tendency to look after others before myself, and I was told to take care of myself and was given lots of ideas and ways. I also got hurt by a friend this year, and when I stood for myself, I realized how much I needed to; I saw that it’s not good to always be run over by other people.
How to play the french horn. I can’t play that well, but I can play it!
Telling people how you really feel is pretty dang awesome. You can’t imagine how empowering it was to look a good friend in the eye and tell them that I cared a lot for them or that they had hurt me, or just tell them how I feeling about everything. Yeah, there was a lot of drama this year, but not keeping how I felt bottled up made it be less drama-ful than it could’ve been.
Anger that is kept inside smoulders until you explode. Everyone knows this, but it was amplified for me this year.
Traveling is the most fun when there is no destination!!!! My friend Lauren called me one Friday and asked if I wanted to go on an adventure. Of course I did! We decided to go to the coast for the night and be back Saturday afternoon. Next thing I know, we’re headed south on 101, and are in the Redwoods in California. It started with me saying how I’d never been to Gold Beach (we stopped in North Bend for the night, and were talking about going back north again), and we just kept driving south. It was perfect for some intense reflection, deep conversations, and singing loudly to the music. I want to do it again, but in a different direction...
Hospitals, while still not fun, are not the worst places in the world. I don’t dislike them as much as I did at the beginning of the year. Which is good, right?
Orchestra is my favorite ensemble to play in. Yes, it just surpassed jazz band by a smidgen, but it did pass jazz band. I think my favorite part of it is the role of the oboe, because in orchestra it really is a solo instrument - meant to be heard, and even seen as a leader for the winds. In band, the oboe is not really supposed to be heard, except for the few times there is a solo. You play as loud as you can, but no matter what, the 80 million trumpets sitting in the back drown you out.
Watching ducks can be very therapeutic. They are just so waddle-y, floaty, bobby, quacky, and happy! Find a duck pond near you and go and sit and watch and contemplate life and enjoy! (And feed them out of your hands!!)
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