Saturday, July 15, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Camille (2007) with James Franco and Sienna Miller
When we were in Niagra Falls, there was filming for a movie called "Camille." A very hot and famous looking man had hordes and hordes of women screaming "Harry! Harry!" We were perplexed, took a lot of pictures because it seemed like we should, and promptly forgot about it during our stay at the Ghetto Inn of Niagra Falls.
A moment ago, I looked up Camille. That hot man? Well, that's James Franco who played Harry in the Spiderman movies. His co-star is Sienna Miller. I'll post some pics later. I saw a movie star in person, eh? I was okay, but Wasp Jerky was overcome with emotion and fainted.
A moment ago, I looked up Camille. That hot man? Well, that's James Franco who played Harry in the Spiderman movies. His co-star is Sienna Miller. I'll post some pics later. I saw a movie star in person, eh? I was okay, but Wasp Jerky was overcome with emotion and fainted.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
I think I'm back to my true colors, I hope.Church Sign Theology
Guess this church has never heard of like, Job, or Elijah, or David, or Jesus, even.
*Picture taken in Wisconsin while I was on a S'mores run for camp a few weeks ago.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Suburbs: Not All Bad
So, other than our church there is one other good thing about the suburbs: You can have organic produce delivered to your door. However often you desire (we get ours every two weeks), they will bring a box of goodies in the night. So, every Monday night a little fairy leaves us a box downstairs in our lobby.
So, for roughly 25 bucks, we got this week:
1 Head of Cauliflower
3 Bunches of Bananas
4 Nectarines
4 Oranges
1 Head of Cabbage
1 Cucumber
1 Head of Green Leaf Lettuce
4 Tomatoes
1 pkg Cherry Tomatoes
1 Cantaloupe
1 bag Green Beans
We actually meant to cancel this week's delivery, as we've got a jaunt out of town coming up, and we still had a head of cabbage, cauliflower, and a honeydew left from our last delivery. But I emailed up the church to see if somebody needed our extra, so it all works out for good, I guess.
Organic produce...to our door! It's the next best thing to growing your own. Well, I'm trying to do that, too. We have a little tomato plant, two pepper plants, and a strawberry plant growing out on the balcony, but that's not enough to supply much of anything. See ya later, I gotta go eat some fruit.
So, for roughly 25 bucks, we got this week:
1 Head of Cauliflower
3 Bunches of Bananas
4 Nectarines
4 Oranges
1 Head of Cabbage
1 Cucumber
1 Head of Green Leaf Lettuce
4 Tomatoes
1 pkg Cherry Tomatoes
1 Cantaloupe
1 bag Green Beans
We actually meant to cancel this week's delivery, as we've got a jaunt out of town coming up, and we still had a head of cabbage, cauliflower, and a honeydew left from our last delivery. But I emailed up the church to see if somebody needed our extra, so it all works out for good, I guess.
Organic produce...to our door! It's the next best thing to growing your own. Well, I'm trying to do that, too. We have a little tomato plant, two pepper plants, and a strawberry plant growing out on the balcony, but that's not enough to supply much of anything. See ya later, I gotta go eat some fruit.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Ma'am, step away from the computer...
This will be my last post for the day so I can actually go and be a productive human being.
Since moving to the 'burbs of Chicago, we have been blessed to have found a church that has exceeded any expectations that I could have ever had. The entire experience has been incredibly healing in light of some of the wounds I acquired growing up in the SBC. But the church that God sent us to preaches the Gospel, values social justice and reconciliation on local and global levels, puts money and resources into art (including an art school), and has a well-developed and nuanced theology that has enhanced my own studies of Theology at school.
So, we were anticipating quite a large loss upon moving back to Tennessee. In Knoxville, there just aren't any churches that have the same values as those we had found to be central in our church here. So, occasionally, we'd jest about getting our church up here to plant a church in Knoxville, seeing how we're a church planting church. I started praying over a year ago about where God would send us when the time came to go back to Knoxville (the sense of calling to go back there has not waned). But, We had resigned ourselves to finding a church and had already started scoping a few out and asking around about possibilities so we could visit when we were in town.
But two weeks ago, at church, I was having a 'get to know you' convo with one of the pastors who doesn't know me (that'd be all of them...but one). We got around to the fact that we're from Tennessee:
"What part of Tennessee?"
"Knoxville."
"You're kidding me!"
"No, why?"
"Well, we're planting a church in Knoxville."
"YOU'RE kidding me."
Such a gift that I hadn't expected made instant tears spring to my eyes. I had not even said my prayers in earnest, nor hoped that God would answer my prayer in such a fantastic way. But God did.
So, we got introduced to Mark Nelson, the lead guy for planting the church. Every once in awhile I get down and I think of this church plant and I get all giddy inside.
One aspect of being here in Chicago that has bothered me the most is the consuming nature of my graduate studies and the little to nothing I've been able to commit to the Church. Reassurances from many levels have confirmed that I'm spending my time where I need to be, but I was kinda mad at God. God goes and brings us here, brings us to a Church body that has values where my gifts and types of ministry would thrive, where I could serve with those of a like mind and heart, and then tells me, "No"? It just didn't seem to make sense. If I had it my way, I'd quit school and do ministry all day every day at this church, because there are just so many things that match with God's calling, the gifts he's given, and my passions.
But, in some ways, it's making more sense. I'm being aware not to build this up into some idealistic fantasy that will leave me disappointed. Our church here is far from perfect, and so will be the body in Knoxville when it launches. But, to feel as if God is moving and shifting some big things...to see God moving people with vastly divergent lives to one place and to sense that you're a part of it..how could I not be excited?
This long post was all to say that the lead person of the launch team, who is in the area for an 8 week residency training, has a blog. Read up!
Since moving to the 'burbs of Chicago, we have been blessed to have found a church that has exceeded any expectations that I could have ever had. The entire experience has been incredibly healing in light of some of the wounds I acquired growing up in the SBC. But the church that God sent us to preaches the Gospel, values social justice and reconciliation on local and global levels, puts money and resources into art (including an art school), and has a well-developed and nuanced theology that has enhanced my own studies of Theology at school.
So, we were anticipating quite a large loss upon moving back to Tennessee. In Knoxville, there just aren't any churches that have the same values as those we had found to be central in our church here. So, occasionally, we'd jest about getting our church up here to plant a church in Knoxville, seeing how we're a church planting church. I started praying over a year ago about where God would send us when the time came to go back to Knoxville (the sense of calling to go back there has not waned). But, We had resigned ourselves to finding a church and had already started scoping a few out and asking around about possibilities so we could visit when we were in town.
But two weeks ago, at church, I was having a 'get to know you' convo with one of the pastors who doesn't know me (that'd be all of them...but one). We got around to the fact that we're from Tennessee:
"What part of Tennessee?"
"Knoxville."
"You're kidding me!"
"No, why?"
"Well, we're planting a church in Knoxville."
"YOU'RE kidding me."
Such a gift that I hadn't expected made instant tears spring to my eyes. I had not even said my prayers in earnest, nor hoped that God would answer my prayer in such a fantastic way. But God did.
So, we got introduced to Mark Nelson, the lead guy for planting the church. Every once in awhile I get down and I think of this church plant and I get all giddy inside.
One aspect of being here in Chicago that has bothered me the most is the consuming nature of my graduate studies and the little to nothing I've been able to commit to the Church. Reassurances from many levels have confirmed that I'm spending my time where I need to be, but I was kinda mad at God. God goes and brings us here, brings us to a Church body that has values where my gifts and types of ministry would thrive, where I could serve with those of a like mind and heart, and then tells me, "No"? It just didn't seem to make sense. If I had it my way, I'd quit school and do ministry all day every day at this church, because there are just so many things that match with God's calling, the gifts he's given, and my passions.
But, in some ways, it's making more sense. I'm being aware not to build this up into some idealistic fantasy that will leave me disappointed. Our church here is far from perfect, and so will be the body in Knoxville when it launches. But, to feel as if God is moving and shifting some big things...to see God moving people with vastly divergent lives to one place and to sense that you're a part of it..how could I not be excited?
This long post was all to say that the lead person of the launch team, who is in the area for an 8 week residency training, has a blog. Read up!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
The WTF? File
Only churches in the American South would put their money into building a Statue of Liberty replica. This smacks of idolatry. And that's hard core coming from an Emergent. ;)
Serious about blogging
Hello everyone. If there's anyone that even stops by anymore. Except for Ninjanun and my husband. Oh, and you, that person in Nebraska. You know who you are! You're faithful, my friends.
As of Thursday, I started a 7 week break from classes and clients. 7 WEEKS! This is the first time in 3 years that I've actually had some sort of break where I wasn't working 3 jobs, balancing grad school, wifehood, teaching, conducting therapy. I'm going to rock the heck out of this!
In light of this break and a fortuitous purchase of a laptop that arrives on Monday, I plan on blogging several events, past, present, and future. Such posts to look forward to are:
1.) A review of our mission trip to Hungary, and the (second annual) experience of being with Christian leaders in Europe, predominantly Eastern Europe. I always learn so much from them.
2.) A review of the long weekend we spent in Budapest after said mission trip, including what it's like to go to a bath and go out the exit when trying to go in the entrance when everyone who works there only speaks Hungarian. Stupid American!
3.) Some ideas I have about community building and what community is. This will include my recent ideas on narrative therapy, telling our stories, and how this all beautifully ties to the fact that God has given revelation through a narrative as well.
4.) My experience of a week of exploring and learning with some of my fellow grad students at camp in June.
5.) Impressions of Canada based on our upcoming trip to Niagra/Toronto/Buffalo.
6.) The hilarity of my brother's Tennessee wedding in a few weeks.
7.) My first ever Cubs game and trip to Wrigley Field.
Oh, and I'm sure I'll post tons about the two rooms a week organization frenzy I'm going to undertake. That started tonight when I bought my new desk at Ikea and started to put it together. Those FREAKING ANNOYING drawings! If they only labeled the top, then maybe I wouldn't have put it on the bottom and spent an hour fishing misplaced hardware out of impossible holes. And maybe one of my drawers wouldn't be crooked. The smiling man in the drawings only taunts me! Taunting, smiling man, you are the bane of my existence.
Grrr! But what is funny is that the hubby would only agree to let me buy the desk with a pre purchase agreement: he didn't have to help put it together! He's either a wise man or a jerk. Let me just say, there will be no stashing of his stuff on/in my new desk once assembled. Of course we sit maybe 2 feet apart in our little office, so his junk bothers me even if it's on his desk! Packrat! (He admits it.) BTW, his desk cleaning jaunt was inspired by my threat to throw things out with reckless abandon over the next several weeks.
Lastly, today el hubby and I rode our bikes to Blockbuster. You may think, "Oh no big deal." If you think that, you must live in some hippie shan-ri-la and not the Chicago suburbs. Riding the 6 mile round trip isn't a big deal, unless you focus on the big ass SUV's, tons of cars, and non functional cross walk signals. Oh, and there are no sidewalks in the parking lot. You've never felt truly alien until you've been an alien bicycle in the parking lot of Jewel.
All things considered, the bike rides to and fro weren't bad. We're going to try to do this more often, as we could go to Jewel, Subway, Blockbuster, Ace Hardware, Baskin Robbins, a bakery, a bank, or Burger King in this one shopping center. Bubble gum ice cream at Baskin Robbins might just motivate me to undertake a quick jaunt on the bike to pick up some brats instead of riding in the car.
Final note, I was forbidden by my spouse to buy anything plastic on Friday night..at IKEA! This is impossible, or near impossible. He mumbled something about living what I preach all the time about the environment. But it's so shiny, and only $1.99, and it has a cool Swedish name. Oh, except I was able to justify a plastic plate cover for the microwave. It was one item where a wooden substitute just wouldn't suffice. And while he may be a packrat, the hubby HATES a dirty microwave.
As of Thursday, I started a 7 week break from classes and clients. 7 WEEKS! This is the first time in 3 years that I've actually had some sort of break where I wasn't working 3 jobs, balancing grad school, wifehood, teaching, conducting therapy. I'm going to rock the heck out of this!
In light of this break and a fortuitous purchase of a laptop that arrives on Monday, I plan on blogging several events, past, present, and future. Such posts to look forward to are:
1.) A review of our mission trip to Hungary, and the (second annual) experience of being with Christian leaders in Europe, predominantly Eastern Europe. I always learn so much from them.
2.) A review of the long weekend we spent in Budapest after said mission trip, including what it's like to go to a bath and go out the exit when trying to go in the entrance when everyone who works there only speaks Hungarian. Stupid American!
3.) Some ideas I have about community building and what community is. This will include my recent ideas on narrative therapy, telling our stories, and how this all beautifully ties to the fact that God has given revelation through a narrative as well.
4.) My experience of a week of exploring and learning with some of my fellow grad students at camp in June.
5.) Impressions of Canada based on our upcoming trip to Niagra/Toronto/Buffalo.
6.) The hilarity of my brother's Tennessee wedding in a few weeks.
7.) My first ever Cubs game and trip to Wrigley Field.
Oh, and I'm sure I'll post tons about the two rooms a week organization frenzy I'm going to undertake. That started tonight when I bought my new desk at Ikea and started to put it together. Those FREAKING ANNOYING drawings! If they only labeled the top, then maybe I wouldn't have put it on the bottom and spent an hour fishing misplaced hardware out of impossible holes. And maybe one of my drawers wouldn't be crooked. The smiling man in the drawings only taunts me! Taunting, smiling man, you are the bane of my existence.
Grrr! But what is funny is that the hubby would only agree to let me buy the desk with a pre purchase agreement: he didn't have to help put it together! He's either a wise man or a jerk. Let me just say, there will be no stashing of his stuff on/in my new desk once assembled. Of course we sit maybe 2 feet apart in our little office, so his junk bothers me even if it's on his desk! Packrat! (He admits it.) BTW, his desk cleaning jaunt was inspired by my threat to throw things out with reckless abandon over the next several weeks.
Lastly, today el hubby and I rode our bikes to Blockbuster. You may think, "Oh no big deal." If you think that, you must live in some hippie shan-ri-la and not the Chicago suburbs. Riding the 6 mile round trip isn't a big deal, unless you focus on the big ass SUV's, tons of cars, and non functional cross walk signals. Oh, and there are no sidewalks in the parking lot. You've never felt truly alien until you've been an alien bicycle in the parking lot of Jewel.
All things considered, the bike rides to and fro weren't bad. We're going to try to do this more often, as we could go to Jewel, Subway, Blockbuster, Ace Hardware, Baskin Robbins, a bakery, a bank, or Burger King in this one shopping center. Bubble gum ice cream at Baskin Robbins might just motivate me to undertake a quick jaunt on the bike to pick up some brats instead of riding in the car.
Final note, I was forbidden by my spouse to buy anything plastic on Friday night..at IKEA! This is impossible, or near impossible. He mumbled something about living what I preach all the time about the environment. But it's so shiny, and only $1.99, and it has a cool Swedish name. Oh, except I was able to justify a plastic plate cover for the microwave. It was one item where a wooden substitute just wouldn't suffice. And while he may be a packrat, the hubby HATES a dirty microwave.
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