Wednesday, December 17, 2008
#7
season 4- the coldest one
1. You know after you drive through a snowstorm and that large chunk of ice, snow & salt builds up behind your tires. That’s my favorite. I was talking about it with my house mother the other day and sheepishly admitted I really look forward to kicking that stuff off. Then we both realized we don’t have to be shy about it because that’s one of her favorite things too! It was like somebody deflated the embarrassment in the room, and our stories came tumbling out like volcanic lava on steroids.
Of course the do’s and don’ts of this practice are worth paying attention to:
- DO drive a few extra miles to get a bigger chunk.
- DON’T do it in your driveway. (As you will be forced to shovel it later.)
- DO kick in a large public parking lot that pays for plow service.
- DON’T kick it off a stranger’s car in the mall parking lot. (As tempting as the growing chunk may be)
- DO enjoy the feeling of sheer joy that sweeps through your spirit upon completion.
Friday, November 21, 2008
cheers to the 'hood
Caitlin, Michelle, Melody, Emili
Yes, I'm posting this one cause it's el natural (as the French say). Ain't no shame in it.
Location: The white sand beaches of Western Michigan.... holla!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Martha Stewart and the Exodus
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
manna from the heavens
there is always something magical about it. i quickly sink into my winter boots and pull my hat on and head out the door. as i drive along the golf course, the tree branches are no longer bare and naked. they are draped in the new snowy blanket. i love this part of winter. when the snow collects on the trees and reaches over the road to create a snowy tunnel.
the temperature is not bad...a balmy 30 degrees. (You come to realize 30 is warm after spending a harsh winter in Minnesota ;-)
This type of weather makes me feel romantic and joyful. A song begins to play in my head in the deep, melodic voice of Doris Day, Secret Love is the title, I think. But that isn't very Christmas-y, so I will post a different song instead.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szrqtgAd3h0
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
here we sit on the wall
Friday, October 24, 2008
rejoice in His presence
Rejoice in ME always! No matter what is going on, you can rejoice in your Love-relationship with Me. This is the secret of being content in all circumstances. So many people dream of the day when they will finally be happy: when they are out of debt, when their children are out of trouble, when they have more leisure time, and so on. While they daydream, their moments are trickling in the ground like precious balm spilling wastefully from overturned bottles.
Fantasizing about future happiness will never bring fulfillment, because fantasy is unreality. Even though I am invisible, I am far more Real than the world you see around you. My reality is eternal and unchanging. Bring your moments to Me, and I will fill them with vibrant Joy. Now is the time to rejoice in My Presence!
-Jesus Calling
By Sarah Young
“Celebrate God all day, every day. I mean, revel in him! Make it as clear as you can to all you meet that you're on their side, working with them and not against them. Help them see that the Master is about to arrive. He could show up any minute!”
Philippians 4:4-5 -The Message
“I know how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have learned the secret of living in every situation, whether it is with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little.” Philippians 4:12- NLT
“But you are always the same; you will live forever.” Psalm 102:27- NLT
chicken nuggets all in a row
Because I've become super involved at my church (which is AWESOME, by the way) I have been meeting alot of people. Sometimes these people ask me if I'm involved with a Sunday School class. Which I'm not. I feel slightly guilty about this for some reasons:
1. I was ALWAYS in Sunday school growing up. It wasn't even an option to skip. (Except for sometimes Danny and I would because we'd get to church 30 minutes late, and it was really embarrassing to walk in a classroom when everyone is facing the door. So we'd both head to our respective gender bathrooms and wait for the last 15 minutes to tick down.)
2. I do want to be involved in a group and learn. It's not that I'm anti-social but here's my beef- WHY do I want to be lumped together with a group of peers who are all equally confused about this awkward transition part of life? WHY can't I go to an elderly people's class and learn with them?!
3. Why do all 20-something groups feel like a single's awareness class?! I just want to go and learn, but I can't because I walk in, and I feel like a piece of NeW single meat dangling in front of all the awkwardly single men...
4. PLUS- because I plan to move on in a year or so, I don't want to form new friendships that will just be getting started and then End. Abruptly.
I'm not trying to close off or protect my heart --> as some people have eluded to. I just want to be happy in the worship service surrounded by the teens I serve on Wednesday nights. I want to focus my passions and sluff off the other things.
As long as I'm here, I should say that I believe very strongly in community. I don't think church is suppose to be without it. Contrary to what our culture teaches, no man is an island. We need the body of believers to encourage, challenge, and call us out on things. I think it's okay to get that community support from my other friend groups.
So goodbye guilt. I still love Jesus. I just choose to be learning and growing outside of the Sunday school realm.
thumbalena skeleton
This morning, I have decided to tape my thumb to press against my hand. In the words of my mother, "I think it just needs a good rest."
I knew my one handed typing, over extended double jointedness, incorrect pen holding would catch up to my thumb someday. That day has arrived.
Friday, October 10, 2008
assumptions burn
It is insulting to feel small and insignificant and judged by another person simply because I've only been out of college for 2 years and made the choice to not get married. This also is a feeling I identify way too well with because it's the way I felt judged numerous times by church people. Something I had to endure because I was a minor and not old enough to find my own church. Looking back, I've forgiven these people for their insensitive comments, looks, or talk behind-my-back... but I can't forget how it felt. So don't coat your comments about my inexperience in a "oh, she's so cute" way because that stings. I'm not some inexperienced, innocent twit. I've been employed in some form for nearly 10 years of my life!
Life experiences of joy and pain aside, here's my jobs resume:
Gift shop/ Piano lesson receptionist
Camp staff (accomodations, snack & gift shop store, boat house, dish crew, air rifles assistant)
AVEDA salon receptionist
bed & breakfast cleaning person
elderly care
Target (cashier, guest services, operator, food ave, sales floor)
catering server (setup, serve-it-up, tear down)
Caribou Coffee
house cleaning
youth group leader
I would thank you to not see me as young, but to see me as a real person with a real life story.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Written by Mindy (my hilarious friend)
Dear friends:
This past Sunday I was over at mi madre's casa (my mother's house) helping her (well, more like watching her and being her personal cheerleader) as she was pulling up nasty dirt that had died.
Upon the excitement of the idea of the new grass that would soon be planted, I noticed something moving out of the corner of my eye. I jumped with excitement when I came to find that a little worm had lived through the dead-grass-pulling endeavor, and he was just lying there, like a fish out of water, lifeless, and gasping for soil.
Thinking on my feet, and wanting to save this poor little wormie's life, I grabbed the steak knife that we had been using to cut out the dead grass (Home Depot suggested something else, but the Bosma women stand on their own) and delicately dug a little hole for wormie to crawl into.
After waiting about 3 seconds and realizing that poor little wormie wasn't going to do it on his own, I placed him in the hole, hoping and praying that he would eventually crawl to the innards of the earth and live for millions of years.
To my delight, wormie slowing and gingerly started crawling back to his humble abode and this is an action shot of him waving goodbye.
LONG LIVE WORMIE!!!!!
(Photo courtesy of Mindy)
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
inner turmoil
little gray hair
As I stare at it in the mirror, I wonder what my gray hair strategy should be.
1) I could begin the arduous task of pulling the grayish-silver ones out, simply postponing the inevitable.
2) I could just let it be until it weakens at the root and falls out.
3) I could start buying hair dye.
4) I could publicize it far and wide bringing with it acclaimed fame, power, and money.
5) I could thank God for the special gift as it written, "The glory of young men is their strength, gray hair the splendor of the old." Prov 20:29
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One thing I have been reminded of these days is how amazing it is to have a mom. Lately, most of my friends have been MIA. But a mom is always there. She is ready to listen, she knows who I am, and why I think the way I do. She is great to call when I just want to ramble about anything & nothing. She'll talk even though it irritates her bronchitis infected lungs. She can point out when I'm being unreasonable and speculate about Satan's latest scheme to get me to trip up. My mom is priceless and amazing, and I'm very glad she's mine. The End
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Friday, August 22, 2008
funny faces, fun places
June 2008- After nearly being swept away by the flood waters in my car, I made it home in 9 hours and was a guest at the A + wedding... Lindsey and Ryan. Momsie and I take a snapshot.
July 2008- Enjoying pie (French Silk & Strawberry) at the Kulhman's house. A little weekend away full of relaxing, Noah's baseball, Whistle Binkey's food, and grilled kabobs!
August 2008- These two wonderful people sponsored me for the Leadership Summit broadcast at Eaglebrook Church. Jean volunteers with New Life and her husband Bob retired from Medtronic... a popular Minnesota place of employment.
August 2008- Katie's friend got married outside of Oshkosh, WI, so we took a little roadtrip across Wisconsin and on the way found a great big bear to take pictures with at the WI Dells. She's pretty cool. We're buds.
August 2008- This is Liala with a sour face... she had an ear infection and wasn't very smiley. Actually, this is how she usually looks at me- especially when I'm dancing and singing in the kitchen. She's one year old now and that's the dress I got her for her birthday.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
that crazy horizon
I spent a lovely weekend with the Kuhlman family in pleasant Elgin, MN. We got to go to our favorite restaurant in Rochester Whistle Binkey's. We grilled kabobs and watched some baseball while we worked on our tan. It was highly relaxing and a nice break from serverland at wedding receptions.
I went with a friend as a guest to a wedding and reception held at Spencer Lake Christian Camp. It's beautiful country out there... WAY out there. Definitely off the beaten path. It sorta renewed my faith in matrimony. (Being a server makes you critical and skeptical of all that stuff) Just seeing two people- definitely in love & definitely having fun with Christ as their center... it's touching.
My good friends Michelle and Jon waved goodbye to the great city of Minneapolis and moved back to Brookfield, WI. It was sad to see them go, but I'm happy for their new opportunities back in the great cheese state.
I helped coordinate a surprise party for my dear friend Erin Bell. She turned 24 and definitely needed a little help celebrating! A Como Park picnic with all her favorite things was all it took and she was one happy & surprised lady. (Note: when using buttermilk powder in a cake mix- add water...unless of course you want your cake to weigh 20 lbs.)
You should just know God has been working in my heart and changing some things and causing me to surrender other things. There may be a drastic change on the horizon... stay tuned.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
memories with no regrets
So much personality in one place...
In Living Color... the Bou Girl reunion of June 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
the cry of the nations
Monday, July 7, 2008
victory through faith
Are we willing to step outside of our comfort and allow God to call us to do something that is absolutely revolutionary? Steps of faith require courage. Courage requires a right mindset. Personally, God has been showing me the importance of coming before Him to fast and pray- especially before an act of courage.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
for the love of a dream
"Encourage children from the very beginning...It is never too late to begin encouraging your children. Young or old, they love to know you are confident of who they are. From the absurd to the surreal to the quite ordinary, a person's dreams are part of his or her identity. Don't erase them. Water them. Let them see the sunlight and stretch forth to heaven to be fertilized by God."
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
these are the days of noah
I journeyed on, singing to myself when suddenly *BAM!* the traffic came to a hault. Not to be defeated by the freeway, I quickly exited and grabbed my trusty map. Long story short, it ended up detouring me so far away from my destination that I was still in Western Wisconsin when I was suppose to be pulling into the driveway at home. To make matters worse, I ended up in the middle of flood country- stranded after trying every road. My only option- retrace my steps for the last hour and go back to the original posted detour. Feeling trapped & defeated and after two short panic attacks (hyperventilating included)- and after traversing on a Road Closed road which was missing half the asphalt from flood erosion, I made it to an unflooded road.
9 freakin' hours later & 1 Mountain Dew... I arrived at Ulao Road. (Who knew Minneapolis, MN to Grafton, WI could take the same amount of time as Minneapolis, MN to Grand Rapids, MI?!)
I wrote a new line for the song... *Ahem- clearing throat*
'And these are the days of Noah- the dry ground becoming as river... '
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
all things target
Thursday, June 5, 2008
senior discount dollar days
Story 1-
I was a wedding guest at a beautiful, yet simple ceremony for Miss Sara Wood and Mr Aaron Bosley. As I arrived, I was greeted by happy faces and old friends. Anxious to catch up on life, I began chatting with Caitlin. At that moment, an older lady rollls up in her plush new ride (aka- her wheelchair) and startles us with her abrupt, gruffy voice reminiscient of such animated characters as Roz on Monsters Inc, or certain guidance counselor's named Miss Campbell.
Lady: "Hey, do you girls have chapstick? I really need some."
Me and Caitlin: "Uhh...no, I'm really sorry we don't have any."
Lady: "Are you sure? Because I'd pay you a dollar if I could use some of your chapstick."
Us: "No, sorry, we don't have any."
Lady: "Oh, okay. I guess I'll go ask someone else."--> rolls off
*later*
Me: "Hey Caitlin, you wanna know something? I really do have chapstick, but I wasn't gonna let some stranger who may have mouth herpes use mine."
Story 2-
As I stepped out of my house one warm June morning clutching my coffee mug, I quickly noticed the old neighbor lady tending to her lawn. On second glance, I realized she was cutting her lawn... with a weed wacker.There she was walking back & forth, here then there- chop, chop, choppin' her dandelions away. Dandelion hater.
Friday, May 23, 2008
check 'em off
Thursday, May 22, 2008
I am lion, hear me ROAR
I rather enjoyed starting my day by sitting in a park. We decided it would be a good meeting spot, so I sat in Elliot Park- sipping my coffee & people watching until my carpool buddy pulled up. In the midst of this crazy economic chaos (which I apologize for bringing up), I hope the crisis allows for more unexpected moments like this... just to sit and watch and wait. What a breath of fresh air.
I did sit down and have a thought provoking conversation with my pastor this past week. We discussed the direction I'd like to be heading in with life and what his ideas were about my future. Just one thought here, I really like being friends with my pastor. It's pretty amazing how genuine and approachable he is. I like that.
My blog is all over the place. Definitely not one of my better entries....
Monday, May 19, 2008
weekend at Melly's
Friday, May 16, 2008
tri-weekly blogging
My old boss' 18yr old son died suddenly. I went to the memorial this last week...very sad. I have never been in a place so completely void of assurance and hope. It was a learning experience for me. It made me think about the sense of urgency there is when it comes to our spiritual lives. You honestly are not guaranteed tomorrow- so it's best to live your life to the fullest and to the glory of God right now. It made me get on my knees and cry out to God on behalf of some dear friends who are just drifting through life...without a purpose and in a haze of confusion. Having a relationship with the Lord can change your perspective on life REAL FAST. You actually have a good reason to get up and start every day new. You don't have to have everything figured out because you are serving a God who is going to be faithful to bringing about His plan for you whether you have a clue about life or not.
I also finished reading the book Blue Like Jazz... best book ever on a real, personal walk with Jesus. If you haven't read it--> do. It's simply delicious brain food.
I was able to get to know a wonderful young woman from France... here as a teacher at a French immersion school. Marthe was a very sweet girl who I had fun and deep conversations with. I was sad to see her go back to the great nation of France, but I have confidence that I will see her in heaven some day.
Much has happened in these last few weeks. I continue to pray about my future and where and what God has in store for me. I'm still in this crazy waiting room, but I am embracing the wonderful time He has given me to gear up for whatever lies ahead.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
zest for life
I remember the very first time I heard this word- "obnoxious". It was from my sister and it was directed quite harshly in my direction to describe me. My sister and I weren't very good friends until she went off to college and left me with my own room. Peace Treaty, I guess.
Speaking of personalities, I took a quiz online to see what the strong characteristics of my personality were. (Sometimes it seems like these quizzes are permissible ways to get your fortune or something) At the end, it described me as 'euphoric'. Your theatrical language makes everything sound a bazillion times more exciting than it really is! I actually agree with this statement. I do attempt to spice up my life with fancy words and exhilarating experiences. It also had a picture of a hippie girl dancing under a rainbow. Sometimes I think I would have been a Jesus loving hippie if I was alive at that time. Free love and peace to all- as skittles fall down from the rainbow.
Friday, April 18, 2008
they call it standing alone for a reason
Friday, April 11, 2008
have you ever wondered what i do?
There have been such exciting days around here! Many young couples have been in for prego tests and God has been working in the hearts of both the girls and guys! Also- there have been a few parenting clients who have recommited their lives to the Lord and it's so encouraging to be connected with a ministry that helps walk them through the good days and the hard days. In the midst of all the client contact, the volunteers we have been praying for are coming forward and getting trained. This is a blessing to me in particular since I end up doing a majority of the parenting sessions every week. Volunteers will help with the load. The material donations have been pouring in, and we have been able to turn around and bless many people with those things! Other duties include checking things off the timeline in preparation for The Walk For Life coming up in May.
While all of this is great, it has been particularly draining on me to leave work and have people continue to draw from my wellspring. It started turning into a not-so-well wellspring. Wednesday after work, I felt like I was going to snap. And so, my boss suggested I take the night off of youth group. I decided this would be the best thing for my sanity, since the thought of one teenager whining to me about a test made me want to scream and run out of the room pulling my hair out like a crazy person. Probably not in the healthiest mindset to try and lead a group of 11th and 12th grade girls through a Bible study.
My Wednesday night actually ended up being super restful! On the way home, I stopped to pick up a movie, coffee from Caribou, and a quick session at the tanning place. Once I was home, I grabbed my rollerblades and headed to the park with my ghetto cd walkman. Within the first 30 seconds of the worship song, my walkman died and, though I was disappointed, decided it was better to pray about life anyway. When I got back to the house, I took most of the evening to center myself- reading and journaling and reading some more. By 8:30pm my spirit was feeling replenished, so I popped in Dan In Real Life and chillaxed on the couch. Cell phone off. Very nice.
While I'm charging through this day with the Lord's strength, I will be very happy to take my sleep-in day tomorrow.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
futurerama
Friday, April 4, 2008
tia es loco
Thursday, April 3, 2008
living vs. thriving
Friday, March 28, 2008
"faker! faker! pants on fire!"
It's like that parable about the sower. "A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. Still other seed fell on good soil, where it produced a crop..." Matthew 13:3-8
Lord, may your regeneration process be invited and spur change in our hearts so that we may truly be seen as passionate Christian people. Root out the sin of hypocrisy. Amen
Monday, March 17, 2008
familiar footprints
It was so surreal. It made me miss college and wish things had been different. To be lost and dim for a whole year & then some... tragic. i hate wasted time, but i value the life lessons. In the words of the late, great Pastor Ken: "a dichotomy".
Sunday night was Praise and Prayer at church to prepare for Passion week. It was very moving to be in that atmosphere with so many others who are declaring their love and gratefulness and unworthiness for what Christ did for all on the cross and after the grave.
After that I was able to spend time with Liz. We ended up at the ambiguous "guys house" to play the newest and best interactive video game.... R O C K B A N D. let me just say that it was one of the most riveting and exciting video games to date. It definitely one-up'd Guitar Hero 1-3 (sorry Luke). You get to pick your band spot and feel multi-talented (bass, drums, guitar, or vocal). A great way to mix up the house parties. Or get self-induced whiplash....again.
Friday, March 14, 2008
the ides of march
It has been a while since I wrote anything of real substance. I guess there isn't much that lends itself writing worthy. There has just been alot of adult things to deal with lately. I'm starting to handle it better. I have also officially started to settle into the reality of working days. My body has started to adjust to the new sleep schedule, though I try to deviate from the normal patterns of sleep (just because I can) on the weekends.
Last weekend I had a HOT TUB PARTY at my house for my 11th and 12th grade SMASH group. It was very fun to host! We took a dip and then I prepared peanut butter cookies and hot chocolate for the girls before they headed off in different directions. I am getting more "into" hosting...it gives me an excuse to bake and to deep clean my little 2 room lower flat.
I also had my first visit to the chiropractor this week. My boss at work recommended the place and it has been a very good experience! Dr. Josh is very kind and considerate of my health needs and income. For the first time in 9 months, I can sit in a chair for long amounts of time without aching. After he showed me the damage in my neck, I laughed and said, "I guess all those concerts didn't help my neck." Self-induced whiplash. Oops... but totally worth it. I had to get my wild side out somehow. ;-)
I am starting to more seriously consider a change of scenery in a couple years. I daydream about how fun it would be to just pick-up and move somewhere different for a fresh perspective on life. Maybe get away from the constant locations and reminders of my college days. For now, I enjoy the sense of familiarity (and I LOVE the Twin Cities) but eventually I might want to try someplace new. Embarking on this adventure would obviously be more fun with a spouse...but if he's going to take so long to find me then I guess I'll have to prayerfully consider what kinds of adventures I am meant to have solo.
Tonight I am meeting up with Angela and a Chipotle burrito. Two great things put together. Lovely.
Friday, March 7, 2008
comedy with the kiddies
down." He cried and cried, but I think that deep down he thought it was a pretty good joke. I
started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late."
- Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
365 1/4 days in this year
Friday, February 22, 2008
quirky is the new black
It makes me happy to know I can make someone smile by being quirky. If you've ever lived in a Minnesota-type climate for the entire winter season, you'd realize it takes a toll on people. The gray gloom we wake up to and drive home from work in- gets depressing. People start to get this zombie-like expression on their faces as they perform their daily tasks on auto-pilot. A sense of meaninglessness and life without purpose finally begins to settle in with people. As we scurry like mice from our warm cars to our warm houses or into the warm stores, our Vitamin D depletes, our skin gets dry and pasty, and all our outdoor plans are put on hold until it's above zero degrees again. A smile helps! It breaks up the routine and puts a spring in the step. Make someone smile today- they'll probably pass it on and it will eventually get back to you.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Ode to a Starbucks cup
Friday, February 8, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
crazy person & little critters
Then, when I got back to the house last night around 11:30pm, I was walking on the sidewalk past the peaceful pond & waterfall when all of a sudden, I froze in fear. There a 3 ft possum sat perched on top of the thin frozen layer of pond watching me walk. Calmly I told myself, "Keep walking. 4 more steps and you can close the gate behind you." I made it and breathed a sigh of relief after closing the back door. Safely inside.
Or so I thought....
I stood in the kitchen writing a note to the Grindahl's about the giant man-eating possum when I noticed two beady little eyes staring up at me. The note went something like this:
Thursday, January 31, 2008
nicotine musings
I had a sense that it was a really hard, long day. I don't know what my job was...but that's not the point of the story. so i had a long day...i go to a store and i'm standing in line waiting when i turn to the cashier next to me and say, "Excuse me, do you have a cigarette? I could really use one right now. You wouldn't believe my day." She looks at me with skeptical eyes and says, "Well, that depends, how much do you smoke?" Smirking at her very intelligent and relevant question I laughed sheepishly and said, "Oh, I never have before. I just really need to start." She double knots the tie on her work smock and says, "Well then, sure! I was just about to take my break." She steps out of her booth and lights up right there in the store and hands it to me to take a drag. I smile and take 3 puffs...proud of myself for remembering not to inhale all the smoke. I hand it back to her and say, "You can finish it. I needed that- thanks." I smile over my shoulder, give a little wave and walk out the door.
The weirdest thing is I have never, ever had a desire to smoke or put any foreign objects near my mouth. That dream certainly came out of nowhere.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
One white mocha
One mindbending crossword puzzle
Three sets of FREE HEADPHONES (courtesy of the airline, thank you)
One connecting flight
.... And we were in Seattle, Washington
We drove about 30 minutes north of the city and stayed at the Autry home located in Everett, WA for 3 nights.
I saw many unique things downtown Seattle and it seemed like a mini-New York City. One of my favorite things was all the street musicians in Pike Market square. They were similar to hippies, i like hippies. Sometimes I wish I was one...or a gypsy. (According to gramps, wearing rings on every finger I was destined to become a gypsy- but somewhere along the way I stopped wearing that much metal on my hands. Messed up my chances real good.)
We saw the crazy fish-flinging fishermen and lots of seafood for sale. I ate a sample of some raw salmon. It was so delicious- you'd never know it was uncooked.
We also visited the first Starbucks store ever...it was not as I had pictured it. But still fun to see. It's just an old brick storefront coffee shop squeezed in between everything else on the fishermens wharf. Decorated with alot of wood and neutral colors. Reminiscent of it's simple beginnings. I'm sure the original owners never intended for it to go national- or corporate. blah
We went on this underground tour of the city of Seattle. Apparently a fire burned the whole city down at the beginning of the century and so they just rebuilt on top of it. Underground is also referred to as Sin City because of all the brothels and moonshine that was exchanged for money down there. The sidewalks above have these cool lookin' squares of glass- skylights into the underground city alleyways.
Nic's friend Luke is a chef here in the Twin Cities and was very eager and willing to make us a Seafood Feast on Friday night which included: mussels, crab, halibet, shrimp, and salmon. It was SO GOOD! My first real seafood experience and all I can say is I am not that crazy about the texture of the mussels, but other than that- DELICIOUS! Seafood is especially good with a glass of wine or champagne.
The view...breathtaking! Pictures don't do justice. But I took them anyway. We did alot of walking around and I loved being there. We went to The Taphouse one night and got sushi & drinks...very delicious and upscale.
Loved it, but I learned that I am a Midwest girl at heart.
My dark, warm, quiet bed never felt so good. *happy sigh*
dream life with tv sitcoms
I am, therefore, taking a break from watching episodes in marathon proportions.
Friday, January 18, 2008
the gray squirrel
'Poor, foolish squirrel! I bet he wishes he was neatly tucked away in his treehouse, barricaded by acorns. Doesn't he realize it's going to be -35 in windchill by tomorrow?! There he goes bounding across the frozen expanse. I wonder what was SO important that he felt he had to wake up?'
At what temperature would a squirrel die from the cold?
Found this little gem on the good, ole internet when I was searching for the answer to my question... http://www.deadsquirrel.com/essays/essay009.html
(Editor’s Note: Mr. Park, aka The Squirrel Scientist, has been unavailable for the past few days due to the fact he was under psychiatric observation at the Buffalo Psychiatric Center. He was found wandering the backyards of his Buffalo neighborhood soaking in olive oil, with a battery powered blacklite taped to a Werhmacht helmet. It was this strange glow that caused the neighbors to turn him in. In a pocket was a bottle of what was later determined to be pancreatic extract. It was found to be derived from cows, so no charges were pressed. However, the excessive insulin had rendered him irrational from hypoglycemia. He also had a Radio Shack metal detector that he was using near squirrel nests, claiming he wanted to find their alien teleportation equipment. We found only a desiccated squirrel body, dead of natural causes, that weighed perhaps two pounds when alive. He was also had upon his person a forty megabyte hard drive, a broken nicotine-stained keyboard, miscellaneous computer chips, and a frightfully cat whizzed-upon copy of Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle.)
I suppose you've heard of my run in with the authorities, cleverly duped by the squirrels as they are. It was to be expected they would take action against me as I stumble precariously close to the truth. That is why I need all the help I can get; IT'S THE SQUIRRELS, STUPID!