Archive for April, 2011

April 12, 2011

First of all, I would like to point out that I have just completed MY LAST night program for the school year. YES. YES. YES. I cannot be excited enough….I love my job, but towards the end of the school year when 5 p.m. hits I am done and checked out.

You know another thing I’m tired of? The rain. Yes, the rain. I hate rain. I would rather it be tornado-ing out than raining. Maybe I’m just deluding myself, but I am positive that it was not this rainy out last spring….aside from the awesome 85 degree sunny weather yesterday, I can barely remember when the last time was that it was NOT raining. Which is extremely sad.

On a positive note, the Reds are doing well this year.

On another positive note, I am finally making it out to the D.C. area in a few weeks.

I love Holy Week. I can’t wait.

Did you know….that apparently the Best Burger in Kansas belongs to WINSTEAD’S? And, you probably already know this, but did you know that Winstead’s is just a Kansas City thing?! I did NOT know this. It’s kind of sad. Their root beer floats were the best.

This is an odd thought: I miss Worlds of Fun. Somehow my summers do not seem complete without it. I miss climbing the Patriot lift at what seemed like 20 times a week. I miss doing paperwork and stats in the Park Ops office until 2:30 a.m. on Saturday midnight closes. I miss the awful smell of the caf. I miss the 110 degree days out in the sun. I miss Lead meetings. I miss Sal. I miss climbing the Mamba lift at midnight and looking at the lights over Kansas City. I miss Rip Cord and the 200 question site controller tests. And the sometimes green-sometimes teal lake. And the  weird chinese music. And the Beatles playing in Camp Snoopy. I’m pretty sure that I miss waving to the train. I even miss the horrible, horrible tan lines on occasion. But only on occasion. Who would have thought?





April 9, 2011

I abandon myself into your hands;
do with me what you will.
Whatever you may do, I thank you:
I am ready for all, I accept all.

Let only your will be done in me,
and in all your creatures –
I wish no more than this, O Lord.

Into your hands I commend my soul:
I offer it to you with all the love of my heart,
for I love you, Lord, and so need to give myself,
to surrender myself into your hands without reserve,
and with boundless confidence,
for you are my Father.

– Blessed Charles de Foucauld

April 8, 2011

Food. Of course.

You know you’re a ridiculous foodie when:

– You watch the Food Network while you’re on the treadmill. [Defeats the purpose, if you ask me, as I’m bound to walk out with at least three new luxurious (translation: butter-laden) recipes to try.

– You write to the folks at the Rachael Ray magazine to tell them that their new cover design . . . well . . . could use another new makeover.

– You watch America’s Test Kitchen while you write blog posts.

– You stalk Pioneer Woman’s website like it’s your business. It practically is.

– You want Paula Deen to be your grandmother.

– You travel across the city to buy pumpkin because your local grocery store only sells it “in season.” In season? When is canned pumpkin NOT in season? You can always use some chocolate chip pumpkin bread in your life.

– You adore JuuuuuLYA Child. [That was an attempt to imitate her voice, in case you’re wondering if I’ve gone crazy and you’re just missing something.]

– You define your mood by what kind of food you are craving.

– You can’t live without chocolate.

– You love alcohol. All kinds of it. You put it in smoothies, in pies etc. just whatever floats your boat. Yep, that’s me.

April 2, 2011

Am I awake yet?

Some mornings you simply can’t wake yourself up. I’ve had many of these, especially in the last two weeks. You know how some people are morning people and some just aren’t? I am one of the latter. Let’s clarify. I am a morning person, but certainly not an “early morning” person. There’s a big difference. About every once in a while, like every two months, I enjoy getting up in the middle of the night (…6 a.m), showering, and driving to Starbucks in the dark. But the fun wears off at about 10:30 a.m. of that day and I’m back to wishing I hadn’t done that.

This morning, I spent a good three or four hours simply trying to WAKE UP, all the while lounging in the Xavier University student center eyeing the coffee shop and trying not to act tired (it didn’t work) while hanging out with one of my Bible study girls. Ugh. I’m in one of those funks where I simply just want to sleep for hours and hours and then finally, maybe wake up and do something in life. Not fun. I’m looking for a cure. However, I’ve discovered that wine does wonders for this – I may still be sleepy, but at least I’m a happy sleepy.