Tuesday, February 22, 2011

deceit

I went to Target last week to purchase bath tub cleaning supplies. Of course I walked out with 5 other things that didn't have to do with Lysol or Scrubbing Bubbles. As I stood in the check-out, I was tallying up my purchase to see how much the total would come out to be. In efforts to save money, I asked the cashier to take back the pint of coffee Haagen Dazs that was finally on sale.

In my head, I rationalized, 'Even if it's on sale, it won't be worth adding the extra $3.25 to the bill.'

As I was paying for my order, the gentleman behind me laughed to himself and told me, "You have so much self-control. Most ladies don't..."

Self-control? It was more of an effort to save money. Haha! I think the world is trying to tell me something...


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

rendition


I can't seem to get this version of the cult classic 'Disarm' out of my head. JPW and Joy Williams send chills down my spine. So much reverence and longing in their voices.

Simply amazing.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Mondays

I've got a bad case of the Mondays. Not only did I wake up late and with muscles aching (right before my practical exam today too!), but I also had to wage war against my coffee machine as I hurried to get out the door!

My cheap machine sometimes folds the filter over, causing the grinds to drip out with the rest of the coffee. On the filter cup, there's a little stopper, so coffee won't drip unless the carafe is underneath it. Being the smart girl I am, I figured that if I poured the coffee back into the barrel with the filter, I could filter the grinds out... Bad idea.

Coffee maker = 1, Alice = 0

The stopper didn't work for jack! Instead, I ended up with coffee spilling onto the warmer and as I struggled to find something to put underneath the machine, there was coffee all over the kitchen counter! Now I was already 5 minutes late and there was a brown drippy mess to clean up.

So I guess this means war.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Sugar cookies

"As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true. And, so it was, a wristwatch saved Harold Crick."
- from "Stranger Than Fiction"

Thanks Melissa for my sugar cookie today. It reminded me of this quote.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

guilt

I just had a cupcake for dinner at 10:50 pm. So much for new year's resolutions...

Sunday, February 6, 2011

hope is irresistible

This semester has been tough with usual 14-16 hour days and seriously no time for anything besides school. I'm at about a third of the way through the semester and in spite of how chaotic life has been these days, I find myself really blessed with the little things that keep me from going nuts:
  • finding the single parking spot next to my apartment upon coming home after a late night in lab
  • being famished at school and yet finding a hi-chew on my desk (happened twice with two different friends!)
  • having friends offer me their dixie cups, plaster, PVS material, acrylic, help, etc. after a rough day in lab re-doing a ton of work
  • an understanding boyfriend who not only always drives up to Hollywood to meet me, but also shows up at my apartment with groceries cause I didn't have time to go
  • friends to commiserate with during those long nights!
  • a friend who would sort through extracted teeth for me and take x-rays of them (in addition to her own) because she knows I'm still trying to get faculty help on other work
  • the unexpected text message from a friend saying she was blessed by the praise set during Sunday worship
  • church friends who always keep me in the loop and meet me more than their fair share of half-way even when I'm always MIA
  • a certain friend in lab who never fails to crack me up with his absent-minded tendency to lose things and replay youtube videos of 'Glee' numbers
  • having gym buddies to burn off steam on frustrating days
Just to name a few...

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

pressing on

What is thy only comfort in life and death?

That I, with body and soul, both in life and death, am not my own, but belong unto my faithful Saviour Jesus Christ; who, with his precious blood, has fully satisfied for all my sins, and delivered me from all the power of the devil; and so preserves me that without the will of my heavenly Father, not a hair can fall from my head; yea, that all things must be subservient to my salvation, and therefore, by his Holy Spirit. He also assures me of eternal life and makes me sincerely willing and ready, henceforth, to live unto him.

- Heidelberg Catechism, question 1

Sunday, January 16, 2011

what it is

Love is patient and kind;
love does not envy or boast;
it is not arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on its own way;
it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.

Love bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
endures all things.

Love never ends.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8