I've recently started babysitting for a family a few mornings a week. They live near a farm that has horses and cows, and a brand new baby calf. It's a really beautiful view out their window as you can see here. The boys are fun too. The two old has a fascination with kitchen utensils which I can already tell is going to be a challenge. Although, he can say "Spatula" with confidence and accuracy which I think is pretty impressive.
Wednesday
January 30: the farm next door
I've recently started babysitting for a family a few mornings a week. They live near a farm that has horses and cows, and a brand new baby calf. It's a really beautiful view out their window as you can see here. The boys are fun too. The two old has a fascination with kitchen utensils which I can already tell is going to be a challenge. Although, he can say "Spatula" with confidence and accuracy which I think is pretty impressive.
January 29
Tuesday
January 28: salvaged
I found a bunch of stamps on letters with wrong addresses...so they have been freed from their unsendable envelopes and relocated to a little box in the kitchen drawer to be salvaged.
(P.S. loyal on-lookers. I am so sorry about the delay in posting pictures. I don't have internet where I live and the places I've gone to check my email haven't let me access this site! I don't know what they think the content is on here!)
January 26: The Tree
Here is the update on The Tree with the psychotic lights that I did away with. Katie and I have been trying to figure out to do with it, where to put it/hide it. We decided to decorate it for all seasons as our solution and make it a prominent part of our living room. Here is the hideous result of our valentine tree! It's even more vibrant in real life if you can believe it :) And, to my surprise, I kind of like it!
January 25: art night
January 24: today in hallmark
January 23: sun streak
January 22: wood pile
January 21: uh oh
Saturday
January 19: cake in a row
January 18: A.P.
Friday
January 17: not what I ordered...
My knowledge of Buddy Holly is incredibly disproportionate to my appreciation his music. That is to say that I know a whole lot more than necessary. Anthony Duran, a Buddy Holly obsessed fourth grader (Don’t worry if you didn’t have one of these – I think they are rare) I went to school with is to blame for this. Every day at recess he’d stand behind the monkey bars and put on Buddy Holly concerts. He and his “band” usually didn’t have much of an audience, but let me tell you I’m sure we’ve all still got the songs DOWN as they sang for all to hear! Years went by and I lost track of Anthony Duran, but I was captivated one lazy summer day by the only somewhat interesting programming on one of our family’s five television stations – a documentary on the life story of Buddy Holly. Once really should have been enough, but yes, I watched it three times. It was a real low point in my life. I can tell you, in case you didn’t know, that Mr. Holly died unexpectedly (as sometimes happens) in a plane crash with Tony Vallens and the Big Bopper. Incidentally, this was the tragic incident that inspired Don McLean’s legendary song “Miss American Pie” about the day the music died. That song never seems to though. See, I could totally school you in Trivial Pursuit on this subject.
Wednesday
Monday
January 13: red and black
Friday
January 10: friend
Wednesday
January 9: distant memory
January 8: siblings
I met a lovely family today who had me over for dinner to talk about InterVarsity at Wooster. In addition to getting to know them and thier Chinese dragon lizard named Fred, I discovered that they are all way out of my league in speed scrabble. Daniel and Hannah here reminded me of what growing up with three brothers was like...getting tackled ALOT.
Monday
January 6: thin air
Something happened on our flight that I have never experienced before. The stewardess had to ask two people to get off the flight because our plane weighed too much! She started the bidding at a $200 voucher and went up to $300 before she got any takers. I was traveling with two friends and we hadn't made a contingency plan for such an offer...too bad! We have a theory as to what happened to weigh us down though. There were a bunch of IV staff from the midwest and east coast on our flight. Most of us checked a second box of luggage -- boxes filled with books we got for a steal of a deal at our conference. So, we made for a hefty bunch that Continental didn't see coming. When it came time, we made it in the air!...Though, it's hard to imagine that two people made the difference (their luggage stayed on the plane)
Sunday
January 5: singing away (part 2)
You might not be able to tell this about me, but one of the little thrills in my life is dorky dance parties where no one really knows how to dance but is having a great time! I have missed that at the last few family weddings where I've been out on the dance floor with a bunch of five year old cousins and my dad (I do enjoy your moves dad, really)...but, TONIGHT I got to enjoy the company of a dance floor full of IV staff! This little tradition has got to be incorporated into more conferences. This was the band!
Saturday
January 3: reuben
Thursday
January 2: cutting cake
I am at InterVarsity's national staff conference. It is great to be here with over a thousand people who have a deep understanding for what I do and where I'm at in life right now because many of them are in a similar place! Grateful for that. It is going to be a good few days of being a support and encouragment to each other. Tonight we had a party for books...60 years of InterVarsity Press...a very special part of our ministry. I just learned that in Christianity Today's publication of the top fifty books that have shaped evangelical America in the last fifty years, IVP published 8 of them! I didn't know that. These men served us cake at the party...here they were taking a little break.
Wednesday
January 1: "The Waffler"
Aside from being an awesome superhero name, "The Waffler" makes adorable breakfast selections like you see here. After a wild night on fraternity row at the largest university in the country, it was a welcome meal. Ha! What was I doing you ask? Well, I was staying with a friend who lives in the only apartment building that is NOT a frat house at Ohio State...she actually has a very serene place in the center of it all...but it was a crazy, circus, loud night all around us as you might be able to imagine. Oh dear.
It's that time again!!!
DECEMBER Picture of the Month!
Monday
December 29: ledger
Family history keeps popping up in my life over the last few weeks. Today as I was filing papers in my room I came across a folder of more family tree pages and this copy of a ledger from a ship on which some of my ancestors traveled to New York from Rotterdam in 1852. Though I have always thought of myself as an unidentifiable ethnic mutt (I mean that in the best, most American sense of the word), I was excited to realize that I could account for about fify percentage points of my ancestry. Drumroll please......I am 12% Swiss, 12% Irish, 12% Viennese, 6% Dutch, 6% Nova Scotian (if that is possible), and 50% I have no earthly idea! So that's fun.
Friday
December 28: power on
December 27: static
Thursday
December 26: when I grow up....
Tuesday
December 25: talking with Great Grandma
This is Joy, my cousin's little girl and my grandma. My grandma looked so pretty tonight with her Christmas outfit on and her pearl earrings and her hair all curled. It was probably the last Christmas party we'll ever have at my grandparent's house as they will be moving to an apartment soon. They have lived there for over fifty years! They moved there just a few months before my mom was born, so there is lots of history from her and her five siblings growing up there. And we've all smushed into that cozy bungalo for many different kinds of parties, card tournaments, and from what I understand even roller skating nights in the basement. When I was little, I took every opportunity I got to sleepover at their house. My grandma always let me sleep with the fan on (even in January) which I loved and my parents would never let me do -- understandably. And I think the most distinctive thing that I love about my grandparent's house is the way that my grandma always stands at the door when we drive away and blinks the light on and off until we're out of sight. That little gesture always means so much!
Monday
December 24: tinklin' the keys
This is the man my mom takes care of, Merritt. She had to work tonight, so our family went over to spend some time with Merritt too. We brought a full musical ensemble with us, including this keyboard which had lots of pre-loaded polkas and horrible midi big-band selections that Merritt could pluck along to. He especially likes Christmas carols with fa-la-la parts in them. It was really sweet. Merry Christmas to you all!
December 23: e-n-e-r-g-y
When I woke up this morning I was feeling a little sad. I've been surrounded by lovely people for the last week which I am so grateful for, but there is something about going to church by myself that makes me feel really lonely (especially when my students are gone for break). But my day didn't end up at all like I had expected. I felt like God had planned a whole day for me filled with many people I love...Here are a few nice memories from my day:
- an effortless rendition of my favorite Christmas carol, "O, Holy Night" at church
- Sitting next to Becca H. (I hope your family is feeling better!)
- "Can I have your grandama peez?" (My little friend Judah asking to use my camera, which he calls a grandama)
- Eating fried chicken and playing Waterworks with the Hembrees and the Millers!
- notice Benjamin gnawing on the slipper in the picture above :)
- a very friendly greeting at the Gibson's door (sorry about the tree :)
- The Hampton's warm house with lots of toys and a chocolate fountain
- Julie and Ellen playing music and 27 people squishing around to sing Christmas Carols
- Eleven children aged 7 or under taking their turn blowing out all the candles
- snow!
I hope you had lots of good little moments today too :)
December 22: love
Friday
December 21: Sebastian
December 20: Santa Express
Let's just say that I have a love for public transportation. Ever since I was little I thought of it as an amusement park ride all over the city. This is crazy, I realize, but I have never really grown out of this dilusion. So, when I go someplace new that has a train system of some sort I like to go for a ride - anywhere. I had never been on the "El" before, but Emily promised me we could go.
So, we set out for the station and were waiting for the red line on the platform and what to my wondering eyes did appear -- the blingy-est looking train I ever did see. there was tinsel all over it and blinking lights, and then an entire car length of open air where Christmas trees were planted and Santa was sitting out in the freezing cold open sleigh. It stopped, the doors opened and elves emerged handing us candy canes and welcoming us aboard. Mind you, I have never been on the El, but this did seem like a rather extravagent production. Very Polar Express like.
There was no indication what color or line this train was, but we got on just because it was so awesome looking. It was GREAT! The Chipmunk Christmas was playing and there were special candy cane poles. Someone had worked hard. Apparently, this is the special Santa Express train that mysteriously appears at various stops. I must say that I was disappointed that people on the Santa Express did not seem joyous at all -- as you can see here (not joyous). As for me though, I felt like one lucky girl -- it was the best public transportation display I've gotten to experience.
December 19: personal collection
Today I got to go to Wheaton! And I got to see two professors who helped me grow a lot this year in preaching and teaching. I was so glad that it worked out! Dr. Armstrong mentioned he had a library in his basement, which I presumed to mean a few bookshelves around the perimeter of the room. I was very wrong. This is not even a fifth of the collection! Pretty dazzling!
Wednesday
December 18: whoa, lamps!
December 17: The Adams family...
Where people come to see 'em....they really are (ice) scream....The Adams family. Neat. Sweet. Sort of petite! The song does break down at some point.
It was freezing outside....so we went for ice cream of course! We had eggnog ice cream which was just as good as it sounded. I had a lovely stay with Rob and Emily in their new apartment.
Monday
December 16: sprinkles and more sprinkles
I was so excited to have some time with my Aunt Mary, Uncle Brian and cousins Therese and John. Family is an amazing thing. In spending time with my cousins it was so apparent to me that even though we haven't spent much time together, we have the same sense of humor and the same appreciation of stories and I suppose you could say the same flair for the dramatic. Some things run deep and I enjoyed discovering that. We decorated all sorts of cookies and I was having a great time with all the selections of frosting and sprinkles to choose from. We also all suffered from sugar-comas following this project.
December 15: snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes....
It was a perfect night to visit downtown for the first time -- the twinkle lights, all the people out shopping and watching street performers, the window displays and especially the beautiful snow! It's been so good to have a few days to be away from Wooster and let my spirit get revived after a very full semester. My friend Stephanie, who does the same job as me except at a campus in Illinois, is the guest photographer of the day!
What you might not guess from this picture was that we stayed at a monestary on the south side for a few days. I must say that it was a little surreal at times. I have to tell you about Brother Ignatius who showed me to my lodging. He wore full out black robes and would bow his head to me every time I answered a question. He was your quintessential monk. BUT, when he got to the explanation of the food part of the tour he got very apologetic about the meager selection of breakfast foods - fruit and whole wheat bread. I of course didn't see anything wrong with the offerings but he went on to explain that it's just difficult with so many monks on the ZONE diet these days to appeal to everyone (I had no idea about this trend). The non-ZONE diet monks don't want to rub it in to the ZONE diet monks that they can eat Lucky Charms and such (which I thought was very considerate and nodded in agreement). I told him that I totally understood and I was happy about my breakfast. He bowed his head and thanked me and the matter was settled.
December 14: stars on ice
Thursday
Wednesday
December 12: ring of clouds
This afternoon as I was driving home there was a huge wall of clouds ringing the blue sky. It was really incredible and this was the highest place I could get to take a picture, but it can't do the real thing justice. I did kind of like the way the roundness of the sky contrasted with the telephone lines though.