I am a dreamer...take me higher

I found this very cool website from another friend's blog called Imagini---basically, you choose an image that you associate with a certain word (art, music, freedom, etc.) and at the end, it gives a cool description about yourself. You can see my own results below.

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stream of consciousness

I tried to make cinnamon cookies last night. Tried being the operative word. Unfortunately, I confused baking power for baking SODA and the cookies were inedible. Like literally, David spit one out of his mouth after sampling one. Haha, so much for trying to be all domestic.

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I'm back into watching American Idol, it's just too entertaining to be missed. And I'm not necessarily referring to the contestants being entertaining, although some of them definitely have serious talent (I think Melinda is my fave so far). The entertainment for me comes from watching Ryan Seacrest and Simon Cowell have a verbal catfight every week, as well as watching whatever crazy antics Paula Abdul pulls. I guess it just proves the inevitable point that a crazy freak show makes for good TV.


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I love Pandora.com. I've been using this streaming radio site to create a customized station that has become like my own personal DJ during my work day. Where else would I be able to listen to Frank Sinatra, Regina Spektor, The Temptations, Keith Urban, and Jimmy Eat World all on one station? I must say, hearing my favorite compliation of artists and songs flow through my computer speakers keeps me sane during those slow afternoons in Walker Hall.


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I watched "The Last Kiss" last night while David was at a Kings game. It wasn't as terrible as several people told me it was going to be, but it was certainly a more jaded look at relationships than most Hollywood films. It left me wondering how many people in their 20's in American society go into a marriage with the firm belief that it's actually going to last for a lifetime. I think more and more couples have the "hope" that it's going to work out, but not the solid conviction that their marriage will truly be able to weather all of life's ups and downs. Which makes me realize that I must sound incredibly naive to people when I say that I know I will be with David for the rest of my days. As Zach Braff's character says in the movie, "A wedding is just...so...final." Oh, really?

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I'm hungry, off to enjoy my leftover Pluto's sandwich!

i'm so excited, i just can't hide it

Guess where I'll be May 24th? In San Francisco seeing Harry in concert!! It's been FIVE YEARS since I've seen him live. He's a brilliant performer....I can't wait!

This won't do him justice, but watch anyway:

all we are is dust in the wind

It was a good weekend because it really provided a nice escape from the stress of the last week. PF Chang's and Rick's Dessert Diner on Friday with David made for an excellent date night, something we haven't had in a while. Saturday we slept in, did some house cleaning, ran some errands, and watched "The Departed". Sunday was church, then lunch with some other people from Threshold at Guadalajara's and then hanging out with Krystle at Borders for over two hours. Oh, and did I mention that the weekend temperature high was around 80 degrees? I gleefully wore my flip-flops after several months of them hiding in the back of the closet.

Needless to say, it was one of those weekends that made me feel content with the world. A husband I love, fellowship with friends, yummy food, sunshine---yeah, life is good.

Then I got to work this morning, and learned that someone in our department passed away over the weekend. His death was completely unexpected--he was a seemingly healthy, 47 year old man. He was admitted to the hospital a week ago, was diagnosed with Autoimmune hemolytic anemia on Wednesday, and on Friday night he died. Whoa.

Now I didn't know him very well because he worked in a program in our department that is actually in a building off campus, so it wasn't as much an emotional blow (as I know it was to the people who actually worked with him) as it was just the shock of how sudden the death was. I know people die suddenly every day in car accidents, terrorist bombings, etc. but it is still just hard for me to comprehend the abrupt nature of death sometimes. Like with this situation, one week, you're perfectly healthy, the next week you're a victim of a fatal disorder. I need more time to process things and have closure, and this kind of sudden death doesn't allow for that.

So with this news, I view my weekend with a truly grateful heart at the life I live and just pray that I can continue to have this attitude towards my life until the day it ends.

A little pearl of wisdom

This made me laugh. I love Dwight Schrute.