This is my nephew Fenton and my cousin Ann-Shannon on the sand dunes.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Saturday, July 02, 2005
THE CATCH
(what a great way to start out #7!)
Well, it started again today. I am currently watching Stage 1 of the Tour de Lance. If you know me or anything about me, you know that I love the sport of cycling and the American marvel that dominates the sport, Mr. Lance Armstrong. I don’t think it’s an unhealthy obsession, surely it’s balanced.
This is, however, my favorite time of year. Just like baseball fans love the World Series or football fans love the Super Bowl, or the World Cup (Sam), the Tour de France is the pinnacle of cycling events...... Ah I am watching history here, Lance is on Jan’s (pronounced YAWN) tail during the time trial oh my gosh oh my gosh..............................................................................................
..............................................YES!!!!!!! That was fan-damn-tastic. Wow, I need to catch my breath. That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen. You guys have to watch this over the next 3 weeks. I realize the OLN is hard to come by but there are ways to listen to live coverage on the internet. Oh yeah, and get a bike so we can ride together.
Crap, Armstrong came in second behind another american riding for CSC. By 2 seconds. Don’t worry, thats just stage one. We will be fine. 4 out of the top 6 today are American, George Hincapie (also a personal favorite and on Lance’s Discovery Team) came in 4th. Ullrich is 50 something seconds behind. He is getting an emotion beat down already.
And can I just say that Bob Roll cracks me up!!!! Where are the chops Bob???
http://www.letour.fr/2005/TDF/LIVE/us/-10000/r1_avantcourse.html
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
School Related Sick Day
I left this lab 3 hours ago to take a nap. Now I am back and I don't plan on leaving for another 8 hours. Needless to say I am taking a school related sick day.
Please pray for me. (for i am an idiot)
Please pray for me. (for i am an idiot)
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Years of practice.
To answer the questions having to do with the previous blog, I have had years of experience perfecting the craft that is keeping others at bay. I would even include several years of being a pathological liar as the worst extent of the problem.
But more recently the problem stems from pride. In certain situations, I feel like I am a good listener, asking questions that seem appropriate. But, when conversations then turn back to me, I often give surface level answers that don't expose any yucky characteristics that I am trying to hide from the outside world. I either A) make answers seem as upbeat as possible, B) muddle my answers with useless qualifications, so that you can't possible interpret what the hell I'm really trying to say, or C) I respond with one-word answers such as "fine" or "good".
I have another entertaining habit of getting real deep real quick with someone I barely know, then because we have had such a "genuine bonding experience", I either never talk to them again or avoid them at all cost for several months. They, of course, know to much. Real healthy Della.
So you see, I have mastered the "guard". Well, I say it's time for the guard to come down, (when it's appropriate, of course). Time to make intentional commitments to relationships, and pull my head out of my ass. (to my brother and sister I apologize for the profanity, I know you think I am an angel, well the guard is coming down for you too.)
And as for the blog written by my good friend Brent Corbin, I to will stand-up and admit that I am obsessed with the idea of getting married. So much so that it hinders my view of the opposite sex and my relationships with them. You can almost guarantee that if you are male, I have already summed you up in my mind and have either put you in the "I-would-never-date-you" or the "when-are-you-going-to-ask-me-out-so-i-can-start-planning-our-wedding" category. I realize this might be a natural 20-something single girl thing to do, but it is SICK!! I know every last one of my girlfriends, (besides Kim) are either married or getting married. (officially or unofficially.) Doesn't mean I need to freak out. We single females, and males for that matter, (J-Do, Corbs, Hewey) need to R-E-L-A-X!!! Don't try to push to hard. We shouldn't settle for something that isn't right, for whatever reason.
This is my vow. I promise to chill out. To not read into potential relationships as if my life depended on it. To not compromise on major issues, now appropriately deemed "deal breakers". To love my male friends for whom they are, FRIENDS! To enjoy my singleness. To read and study scripture so that I can better understand God and myself, and his plan for me. To take advantage of time with my married friends while they are still here, and while they still have time to hang out with me. To learn from them, so that when I am married I will be somewhat prepared.
Please keep me accountable to this vow. I am looking to you for support and counsel.
Signing out for now.
But more recently the problem stems from pride. In certain situations, I feel like I am a good listener, asking questions that seem appropriate. But, when conversations then turn back to me, I often give surface level answers that don't expose any yucky characteristics that I am trying to hide from the outside world. I either A) make answers seem as upbeat as possible, B) muddle my answers with useless qualifications, so that you can't possible interpret what the hell I'm really trying to say, or C) I respond with one-word answers such as "fine" or "good".
I have another entertaining habit of getting real deep real quick with someone I barely know, then because we have had such a "genuine bonding experience", I either never talk to them again or avoid them at all cost for several months. They, of course, know to much. Real healthy Della.
So you see, I have mastered the "guard". Well, I say it's time for the guard to come down, (when it's appropriate, of course). Time to make intentional commitments to relationships, and pull my head out of my ass. (to my brother and sister I apologize for the profanity, I know you think I am an angel, well the guard is coming down for you too.)
And as for the blog written by my good friend Brent Corbin, I to will stand-up and admit that I am obsessed with the idea of getting married. So much so that it hinders my view of the opposite sex and my relationships with them. You can almost guarantee that if you are male, I have already summed you up in my mind and have either put you in the "I-would-never-date-you" or the "when-are-you-going-to-ask-me-out-so-i-can-start-planning-our-wedding" category. I realize this might be a natural 20-something single girl thing to do, but it is SICK!! I know every last one of my girlfriends, (besides Kim) are either married or getting married. (officially or unofficially.) Doesn't mean I need to freak out. We single females, and males for that matter, (J-Do, Corbs, Hewey) need to R-E-L-A-X!!! Don't try to push to hard. We shouldn't settle for something that isn't right, for whatever reason.
This is my vow. I promise to chill out. To not read into potential relationships as if my life depended on it. To not compromise on major issues, now appropriately deemed "deal breakers". To love my male friends for whom they are, FRIENDS! To enjoy my singleness. To read and study scripture so that I can better understand God and myself, and his plan for me. To take advantage of time with my married friends while they are still here, and while they still have time to hang out with me. To learn from them, so that when I am married I will be somewhat prepared.
Please keep me accountable to this vow. I am looking to you for support and counsel.
Signing out for now.
Friday, April 22, 2005
Hi my name is Della, and I would like to remain anonymous
Please don't stand to close to me. I don't like people to get to close.
A couple of years ago I was told that getting to know me was like pulling teeth. At the time I was very hurt that someone would say that about me. I felt like I was very open. An "open book" to be exact. I remember saying, "what do you want me to do, spill my guts to you, cry my eyes out, because that is what would happen, it wouldn't be pretty, is that what you want?" I really didn't understand what letting someone be close to me meant. I thought what I was doing was fine.
Well after a while, I started to realize that this person was/these people were right. I had never really been close to anyone. I hung out with the same people a lot and considered them to be my closest friends, but I really don't know why we were "close". Since then I have thanked this person/those persons. At least I think I have. If I haven't, you know who you are and I thank you.
But recently, very recently I was accused of the same thing. And it hurt just as bad. Because it is true again. I don't think I really learned the first time. I still don't understand what it means to let people in. What am I supposed to do? Are there people out there that have the answers to this mystery? Do you have insight into my problem, do you struggle with it too? Feel free to get back with me in person or by email. I just really don't understand. I have been feeling quite lonely lately, I blame it on school and work. But I'm around people all the time. I don't know.
Please send your thoughts, and by all means your prayers. And don't hold back, this is going to hurt but it will be good for me.
A couple of years ago I was told that getting to know me was like pulling teeth. At the time I was very hurt that someone would say that about me. I felt like I was very open. An "open book" to be exact. I remember saying, "what do you want me to do, spill my guts to you, cry my eyes out, because that is what would happen, it wouldn't be pretty, is that what you want?" I really didn't understand what letting someone be close to me meant. I thought what I was doing was fine.
Well after a while, I started to realize that this person was/these people were right. I had never really been close to anyone. I hung out with the same people a lot and considered them to be my closest friends, but I really don't know why we were "close". Since then I have thanked this person/those persons. At least I think I have. If I haven't, you know who you are and I thank you.
But recently, very recently I was accused of the same thing. And it hurt just as bad. Because it is true again. I don't think I really learned the first time. I still don't understand what it means to let people in. What am I supposed to do? Are there people out there that have the answers to this mystery? Do you have insight into my problem, do you struggle with it too? Feel free to get back with me in person or by email. I just really don't understand. I have been feeling quite lonely lately, I blame it on school and work. But I'm around people all the time. I don't know.
Please send your thoughts, and by all means your prayers. And don't hold back, this is going to hurt but it will be good for me.
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