Short 2

My favorite part of the weekend by far was tennis with my dad. I got home on Friday and because my dad has Friday's off we got some quality time together. This is my dad [ignore the fact that we were looking at different cameras...we're silly people]

And tennis wasn't awesome because of our fancy tennis skills and moves, or our athletic ability in general, but for a long time I didn't take advantage of the blessing of a close relationship with my dad and I'm thankful that the Lord is gracious to me in allowing me second changes. [and 50th chances]

And, the best part of it all was inviting a boy who was waiting on the town bus to join us. I can't remember his name [a trait I get from my dad] but he was 5 and he was awesome.

I just love, love, love working with that age..it reminds me of a lot of wonderful things humans forget with age. Anyway, I got to play tennis with that kid and he got to run around like crazy. Fun for everyone.

[Affectionately and Originally] entitled: Short 1

I broke down and drank a pumpkin latte tonight. I enjoyed it, especially since the weather was conduce to a warm beverage tonight. However, I can thank it for the fact that I'm still alive and awake right now [and not in the productive sort of way, where I'm getting lots of work done] but more so in the random blog kind of way.

This weekend I read Ellen Degenerous' book, "Seriously...I'm Kidding" Easy read, but a good one. I so, SO enjoyed the insight and laughter that comedians bring. Sometimes it's good to be a little light-hearted... especially with a bunch of heavy-hearted stuff in the world. Here's an excerpt from the last chapter:

"Contribute to the world. Help people. Help one person. Help someone cross the street today. Help someone with directions unless you have a terrible sense of direction. Help someone who's trying to help you. Just help. Make an impact. Show someone you care. Say yes instead of no. Say something nice. Smile. Make eye contact. Hug. Kiss. Get naked. Laugh. Laugh as much as you can. Laugh until you cry. Cry until you laugh. Keep doing it even if people are passing you on the street saying "I can't tell if that person is laughing or crying but either way they seem crazy, let's walk faster." Emote. It's okay. It shows you are thinking and feeling. Find out who you are and figure out what you believe in. Even if it's different from what your neighbors believe in and different from what your parents believe in. Stay true to yourself. Have your own opinion. Don't worry about what people say about you or think about you. let the naysayers nay. They will eventually grow tired of naying.

While I don't take Ellen as the source of authority in my life I liked what she said.

regret

You know that feeling when you're forgetting something? It probably means you did. Like coffee at Boston's with girls that you don't get to have many conversations with--real conversations anyway.




That's a sucky feeling for sure.

Today I'm forgetting beautiful weather, wonderful conversations and nice deep breaths in order for productivity in the crazy academia-land of late.

I think I made a poor choice.


also..i like this one: