Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Voyeurism & a Waste of Time

Total Body Scanners: An exercise in voyeurism and a complete waste of time. Why would I say this about such a great way to see what everyone may or may not have to offer under their clothes…you can opt out! What in the world is the point if you can opt out, a woman ahead of me in line raised her hands in the air and walked through saying, “I opt out!” Now let’s think about this for a second, if you can opt out, what is the point? Isn’t the crazy guy with explosives strapped to his underwear also going to opt out? She didn’t even have to come up with an elaborate excuse, she just had to say she didn’t want to participate.

I can see where she is coming from. I admit I didn’t really want some random person in O’Hare examining me, with the free will to press ctrl+P whenever he pleased. Imagine the creep factor…but if you can just opt out, it is a complete waste of time and money! Whose idea was this anyhow?

Hey, if we all opt out maybe the line will go a little faster!

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Option 3

There is always a bit of a challenge when you travel alone, do you run into a McDonald’s and eat crap, order room service which is overpriced or hold your head up high and dine alone? Last night I got in late and had way too much work to do so I opted for option 2 around 10:30, tonight I planned a little bit better and opted for option 3, dining alone!

There is a certain amount of confidence that you must maintain when dining alone. You can’t allow yourself to second guess or over analyze the glances from strangers.

When I arrived at Bistro Isabella I was greeted by name, and seated in a cozy little table in the window. Had I been on a date this table and restaurant would have been near perfection…but alas I was not. Until of course I decided to date myself…why not take this time to really enjoy some great wine, food and peace and quiet to myself!

If you are even in Tarrytown NY alone or with some of your favorite people, you really must visit this tiny little romantic restaurant…if for nothing more than the amazing atmosphere and cheesecake! Forget that, everything was wonderful; I may start dining alone in Chicago too!

And I’m sure you’re all wondering what I was doing for the hour I was at dinner…hmm, what would you do?

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

14 cents a week, and $6.95

I always knew there was a treasure sitting on the shelf of our family room but I never took the time to explore...well tonight in my procrastination I explored that treasure.

Sitting on our bookshelf is our Family Bible, it is a little tattered and very loved. It tells a story all of it's own, the story of a Bible passed down from generation to generation starting in 1881. Roses pressed flat, and newspaper articles from 1934 are tucked inside the cover, depicting a Charles Dickins story the "Life of our Lord"...on the back of the articles of course are some great ads...

...are you sick of your 6 lb iron? Um yes, if I hate ironing now imagine how much I'd hate it if my iron was 6 lbs!!! Oh and a fantastic weight loss ad, women were torturing themselves back them too! Its tag line reads, "Nobody loves a fat girl!" In a strange way it gives me comfort that women were just as hard on themselves in the early 1900s. It makes me wonder how far back all of the craziness goes! In 3 frames this poor sad women becomes rail thin and has landed a handsome tux wearing man! Afterall she's "condensed" herself!

Monday, May 10, 2010

Bailey needs a barrettte!

I'm taking care of my parents dogs for a little over a week and I've realized a few things...

1) I love my dogs and didn't realize how much I missed them.
2) Dogs are far superior to cats!
3) These little guys sleep 22 hours a day, eat and bark the other 2.

When I got here there were a few things that had to be fixed, one was that the dogs needed a bath desperately. So I washed them, and it turned out that the dirt or whatever was in Bailey's hair was controlling his coif! Now that he is clean and smells like Pantene ProV his hair is in his face. Perhaps a barrette would be a good solve!

Friday, May 7, 2010

More Like Falling in Love

Recently, I’ve had a few too many commitments and not enough time to get them all done. On Tuesday my friend Kristen asked me if I wanted to go to a house concert. My initial reaction was – eww sick, House music SUCKS! And then I realized that it was actually a concert in a house…so I said yes, after all I like concerts, and it was Jason Gray who was one of my new faves. I spent Wednesday going back and forth and driving home from work I was in my car in this awesome moment of worship, loving this song “More Like Falling in Love” and when it ended the voice in the radio said, and that was Jason Gray! It was one of those moments where I just felt like God was saying, you’ve got to go to the concert, you’ve got to go! So I got everything done and I went, and it could not have been a more amazing experience!

So this could go on forever, so I’ll try to keep in somewhat brief but…the night was a tremendous blessing! Scotty Hays opened and was quite entertaining, though I really can’t get over his guitar and exactly how it was also a drum…I resist the wording that Jason came on next because this didn’t feel like a big performance. He was more real than most people you know on a daily basis, sharing his life and struggles and insecurities. It was as if you knew him, and truly God used him to speak clearly in those moments…so here are a few things that GOD said through Jason last night.

1) Love ME, don’t be so legalistic, LOVE ME!
2) I am using your brokenness, LET ME; don’t run from the opportunity to minster through your pain.
3) I know what I’m doing; your problem may seem big now, but TRUST ME!

There were also a few other things he said that I am sorting through and just really pondering

1) Why is it that the hardest place to be yourself, and be transparent is in the Church?
2) If I tell my story right, I am telling all of our stories.
3) At the heart of our beings we are idolaters!

None of this is a direct quote of course, because my memory isn’t that good. But I hope that some of this causes you to think and listen to his music and see what God has to say to you!

And on other craziness, I got in the car to go home, turned on the radio and what was playing, “More Like Falling in Love”!

Monday, May 3, 2010

All while my foot was getting unscrewed...

So this morning I had the screw removed from my foot…and since I was completely awake and not sedated I have a few humorous conversations to report…

CONVERSATION #1
Dr. Blake: Hi, you probably don’t remember me from last time (he assists my doctor-I think)
Me: Actually I do, you don’t like your girlfriends lipstick, right?
Dr. Blake: Wow, yes and she’s my wife.
Me: Oops, didn’t remember that part.
Dr. Blake: Yea, interesting that you remember the lipstick. I guess I hoped people would remember me as nice or that I’m from Florida.
Me: You’re from Florida?
Dr. Blake: Yes, we talked about this last time.
Me: REALLY? I have no memory of this…
His phone rings, rather it neighs like a horse
Dr. Blake: In fact that’s her…we have horses.
Me: Glad to hear that, I was really hoping you didn’t have her ringer set to a NAG!

CONVERSATION #2
At this point they’ve started doing whatever it is they do with my foot and I’m not paying attention. I am actually listening to my ipod, because who wants to listen to doctors unscrew a screw from their bone…
Dr. Blake: wah wah wah
Me: Sorry, what was that? I wasn’t really listening…
Dr. Blake: Great, not even listening…if you stop listening completely you’ll have to marry me!

CONVERSATION #3
Dr. Schoene: Camille do you want your screw?
Me: What for?
Dr. Schoene: You could take it to cocktail parties!
Me: Serious?
Dr. Schoene: Well some people do…

CONVERSATION #4
Surgery is all over at this point and I’m about to be wheeled out of the operating room.
Me: So Dr. Schoene, how soon can I run?
Dr. Schoene: Camille, please wait at least a week!
Nurse: How long has it been, years?
Me: Nope, just a few days.
Nurse: Um, you were running with a screw in your foot?
Me: Yeppers!
Nurse: Hmm, OK!