I got new nail polish today. My nails are baby pink right now :) Doesn't that just make you happy when you get a new shirt, or new makeup, or new nail polish, and you get to wear it for the first time? I'm waiting for them to dry so I can go for a run; one of them got smudged and had to be redone. Fail.
The past two weeks have been quite an emotional roller coaster. It's almost making me wonder if I'm bipolar, lol.
Last night I got 3 hours of sleep. I've been so out of it today. I put the milk in the cupboard and the cereal in the fridge this afternoon. Then used Clean & Clear instead of nail polish remover. An early night's sleep is almost starting to sound better than running...
I got to talk to a girl about God today while filling out Detroit papers. It's pretty cool how I'm not even there yet, and not even knowing if I'm going, yet God's already using me in this trip. I know she's not a believer, but while we had some free time and I was filling out my forms, she started asking me questions about the trip. It was pretty cool.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Retreat.
It's been such a great few weeks :) It's crazy how God will answer prayers. I'm really excited to see what He's going to do in my life, and how the things He's doing now will affect me later.
Last night the Fuel team had our retreat of sorts late into the night. It was definitely a blast. Now if you know me, you are quite aware that running is not my spiritual gift - but I love a good game of Capture the Flag. I was stunned by how many people didn't know how to play or had never played before! Lori, Elinor, and I did a pretty good job at taking defense; although the other team was good at hiding out behind trees on our side without being seen. There was a lot of yelling, laughing, tripping, and running into things. Good times. I was quite proud of myself (and will probably brag about it for days) that I captured a flag without being seen at all. I'm none too small, and was wearing a bright yellow shirt, while still managing to sneak around the backyard, having no idea where anything was, and run back to the other side. Quite an adrenalin rush, the last few yards before I was considered "safe"!
I got schooled in the art of smores making, having never done that before. I'm still quite grossed out by the fact that you take sticks - from the wilderness, and put food on them to eat. It was good though; Elinor and Cameron had to save me from my marshmallow en fuego. Davey wrapped us up with some acoustic worship songs; it was great.
My favorite part though, had to be the glowsticks. We all went out into the middle of the backyard, took an unsnapped glowstick, and spread out. At the call, we all lit our glowsticks and were to be quiet for a few moments. I saw us all standing there, barely visible, shining a light in the darkness. I'm wasn't really aware of my surroundings after that, and prayed for our team. Being able to "shine a light" has been something I've been trying to do for so long.
Today I got up at 5am to babysit. It's naptime right now, and the house is peaceful with 3 sleeping babies and 1 quietly playing toddler; I'm pretty sure I could fall asleep myself. But I should probably take this time to clean up and do homework. The living room is an explosion of child, and the kitchen is the remnants of lunch - almost a 2 hour event to get the whole fiasco finished. An essay on Animal Farm is wanting to be done, and a baby needs to be fed soon.
Last night the Fuel team had our retreat of sorts late into the night. It was definitely a blast. Now if you know me, you are quite aware that running is not my spiritual gift - but I love a good game of Capture the Flag. I was stunned by how many people didn't know how to play or had never played before! Lori, Elinor, and I did a pretty good job at taking defense; although the other team was good at hiding out behind trees on our side without being seen. There was a lot of yelling, laughing, tripping, and running into things. Good times. I was quite proud of myself (and will probably brag about it for days) that I captured a flag without being seen at all. I'm none too small, and was wearing a bright yellow shirt, while still managing to sneak around the backyard, having no idea where anything was, and run back to the other side. Quite an adrenalin rush, the last few yards before I was considered "safe"!
I got schooled in the art of smores making, having never done that before. I'm still quite grossed out by the fact that you take sticks - from the wilderness, and put food on them to eat. It was good though; Elinor and Cameron had to save me from my marshmallow en fuego. Davey wrapped us up with some acoustic worship songs; it was great.
My favorite part though, had to be the glowsticks. We all went out into the middle of the backyard, took an unsnapped glowstick, and spread out. At the call, we all lit our glowsticks and were to be quiet for a few moments. I saw us all standing there, barely visible, shining a light in the darkness. I'm wasn't really aware of my surroundings after that, and prayed for our team. Being able to "shine a light" has been something I've been trying to do for so long.
Today I got up at 5am to babysit. It's naptime right now, and the house is peaceful with 3 sleeping babies and 1 quietly playing toddler; I'm pretty sure I could fall asleep myself. But I should probably take this time to clean up and do homework. The living room is an explosion of child, and the kitchen is the remnants of lunch - almost a 2 hour event to get the whole fiasco finished. An essay on Animal Farm is wanting to be done, and a baby needs to be fed soon.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
I need sleep. Bad.
I'm starting to wonder if you can die from lack of sleep. Or if survival skills will kick in and force you to pass out to sleep. I've been running in zombie mode lately, ranging in different levels of crankiness. I haven't slept more than 6 hours in over a month. The only day I have a chance to sleep in is Friday night / Saturday morning - and that has been busy for weeks... the schedule isn't looking like it's going to clear up before summer begins **insert hyperventalating deep, relaxing, yoga-like breaths here**.
My eyes are being blinded from the screen. I'm sitting in the Meehl's dark living room "doing homework" on my laptop and texting as the kids watch tv and eat ice cream. I'm a great babysitter... This morning I got up at 5am to watch a group of babies pro bono for two families. That's love. As soon as I got in the car to leave that job, I got a text asking to babysit tonight. So I went home for about an hour or two, packed my overnight bag, and here I am. She's cashing in her Christmas present - a free babysitting. That's love. I'm still trying to find a light in this living room, lol.
Kinsey stayed the night last night; I pickedon her all night her up on my way home from school. I've had all of 2 hours to myself this weekend. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I absolutely love being with people and being busy; babysitting makes me want to be a mom so bad (shout-out to MS52: you can breathe on that comment - not any time soon). I JUST NEED SLEEP.
I called my father-figure, Nate, earlier this week and vented. One of those vents of frustration. I got about 2 minutes of sub-meltdown in. Until the phone call ended with something like "You're over tired. You have two options: go to bed right after you hang up (note: it was only 9pm) and call me when you wake up; or hang up, don't go to bed, and don't call in the morning. Goodnight, love you." After a bit of protesting that I wouldn't fall asleep before midnight anyway, I chose the former option - and no, I didn't call back at 5am when I got up - that's not very loving. I didn't end up falling asleep until midnight, either. HML.
Side note: I haven't bit my nails in 3 weeks :) Whitney's No-Bite ministry is quite successful! Maybe this lack of a vice is contributing to my crankiness.
Besides physical exhaustion, I'd say it's been a good weekend so far :)
My eyes are being blinded from the screen. I'm sitting in the Meehl's dark living room "doing homework" on my laptop and texting as the kids watch tv and eat ice cream. I'm a great babysitter... This morning I got up at 5am to watch a group of babies pro bono for two families. That's love. As soon as I got in the car to leave that job, I got a text asking to babysit tonight. So I went home for about an hour or two, packed my overnight bag, and here I am. She's cashing in her Christmas present - a free babysitting. That's love. I'm still trying to find a light in this living room, lol.
Kinsey stayed the night last night; I picked
I called my father-figure, Nate, earlier this week and vented. One of those vents of frustration. I got about 2 minutes of sub-meltdown in. Until the phone call ended with something like "You're over tired. You have two options: go to bed right after you hang up (note: it was only 9pm) and call me when you wake up; or hang up, don't go to bed, and don't call in the morning. Goodnight, love you." After a bit of protesting that I wouldn't fall asleep before midnight anyway, I chose the former option - and no, I didn't call back at 5am when I got up - that's not very loving. I didn't end up falling asleep until midnight, either. HML.
Side note: I haven't bit my nails in 3 weeks :) Whitney's No-Bite ministry is quite successful! Maybe this lack of a vice is contributing to my crankiness.
Besides physical exhaustion, I'd say it's been a good weekend so far :)
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