Friday, March 25, 2011
Once upon a time in a land far far away…okay maybe not that far (it was just Arizona)…lived a lovely lady named Leeza. Leeza likes little peppers and purple socks…don’t laugh, I know you wore purple socks yesterday. So this lady so pretty moved to the marvelous, magical land of California where she met a splendid little pepper named Adrienne. The lovely lady and the little pepper quickly became best friends, so they went out to frolic in a field of yellow daisies. While skipping and laughing the lovely lady tripped over a slightly radioactive, radiant radio. Out of the radio came a melodic voice that spoke ancient words of wisdom about pedicures on your toes, toes and wearing your hot pants on and up. The little pepper put the radio to her ear; the music put her in a trance and she began to dance like she was dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. “Leeza, help me! My body’s going numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb,” she exclaimed. The lovely lady knew just what was best so they hurried home to get a good night’s sleep. The following morning, the little pepper awoke and mumbled, so confused, “why do I feel like P. Diddy?!?” she looked at the lovely lady and was surprised to find her brushing her teeth with a bottle of Jack. The lovely lady, feeling somewhat embarrassed replied, “Don’t judge.” To which the little pepper explained, “Don’t worry, your love is my drug.” The two girls finished getting ready for their class with Grubbs. As they walked out the door, the little pepper reminded, “make sure you grab all your things cause when I leave for the night I ain’t coming back. The girls arrived in classe and took their seats thinking, “tik tok on the clock when is Grubbs gonna get here?” He finally arrived wearing Jesus on his necklace. He gave the girls their assignment. They thought it was too hard, but he encouraged them saying, “you know we’re super stars; we are who we are!!!” – love amy and marci
Sunday, March 20, 2011
because this past week has been hectic on a number of different levels and i haven't had much time to slow down, i decided to make sure that this weekend was a time of rejuvenation and relaxation. i decided on friday to watch ncis and crochet. after which, Emily, Lexi, A, and i picked up some pizza and watched the movie house bunny. it was nice not having to worry about entertaining anyone or stressing over school work.
then saturday rolled around, which was the best day of my week by far even though nothing magnificent happened. the day began with brunch after i rolled out of bed at 12:15; then Leeza and i planted ourselves on the couch in the living room. i crocheted and watched the movie fame while Leeza sort of did homework. around seven, we were joined by Camille and took a trip to little caesar's for pizza to accompany our movie selections of shutter island and my big fat greek wedding. even though Camille ate all of my cheez its, we had such an enjoyable time, with much needed silliness and fellowship.
in addition to all of these wonderful things, i revisited my love affair with crocheting and designed my first pair of mittens for Leeza as well as a pair for Adrienne and a "hipster" hat for Camille.
although, no homework was finished, no planing scheduled, no packing organized, no work of any kind fulfilled, this weekend was very successful.
Monday, March 7, 2011
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." -Lao Tzu
Lao hits something that really sums up who i have been for much of my life. it is easy for me to love someone whom i know loves me in return, but sometimes loving someone who might be a risk, who might not love me back, scares me to silence.
it's something i'm working on because i feel that, in a lot of situations, i am readily the first one to say "i love you" and to love with my whole heart; while in other situations, the thought of even mumbling "love ya" as i walk away makes me physically ill, not because i don't love them; quite the contrary, it's because i love them so much and feel that if i were to express my feelings i would be rejected or at least find out that they do not feel the same way. i'm talking about friendships here, not romantic guy-girl stuff -- friendships. it takes so much trust, so much courage especially when you feel as though you yourself are not being given strength from being loved deeply by another, and yet at the risk of pain, we reach out and we love, and that's what life is all about
"everything is going to be okay"
possibly one of the most comforting phrases anyone can say to a hurting friend. comfort doesn't generally come from pity or fix-all-solutions; but rather, it comes from the knowledge that someone else is going to be with you and love you through the pain -- that you are not alone, that you are not deserted or forgotten -- that everything is going to be okay because someone is going to be there to hold your hand through it all, to cry when you cry and laugh when you laugh, to listen when you need to talk and talk when your heart needs to hear the truth
so much healing can come from such a phrase
but don't say it if you don't mean it...if you don't want to take the responsibility of what the phrase implies, the responsibility of the invisible "i'm right here" that whispers itself on to the end of the phrase when it plays in the heart of the hurting -- because if you can't make that commitment, but dare to utter those words
the damage can be devastating