sometimes we feel like this

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"Lost at Sea" By Guster (my favorite band)

Home
I'm livin' alone
I'm starin' at the waves
I'm drinkin' in the gasoline

Since the fall, I've been lost at sea
Walking in my sleep
Dreamin' of the major leagues

And who's been calling my name
Is it me, or's it getting darker in this town

You know, you know, we're all just castaways
We're cold and wet and naked and surrounded by the waves
Something in the way
Hold on, hold on.
Waiting for the land to come again

Alone, I'm drinkin' alone
I'm walkin' in the weeds
I'm sinkin' in a submarine

Since the fall, I've been lost at sea
Trippin' on my feet
Singin' in a minor key

Is it true I will find a way
And I know
That's the biggest joke in town

You know, you know, we're all just castaways
We're cold and wet and naked as we struggle in the waves
Something in the way
Hold on, hold on
Waiting for the land to come again

You know, you know, we're all just castaways
Suspended on a line between the dark blue and the gray
But something in the way
Hold on, hold on
Waiting for the land to come we're waiting for our ship to come
Waiting for it all to come again

this weekend

was good. is good.

it's march; the air feels different. even though slight allergens are creeping in my open windows, so is the freshness that makes me breathe better.

rj (the initials i've decided to refer to my sister & brother-in-law) came up friday night and stayed most of saturday with us. we played games, watched a couple movies, ate some good food, you know- the usual as when you have company come to visit. although, i think my favorite part of the day was when i accompanied my sister to a seminar for playing percussion (in a worship band setting). this took place inside a mega-church here in dm. so of course it ended up being a bit superchristainy. e.g.- one of the leader's first comments was, "I'm taking for granted that you all love Jesus. and well, if you don't, come see me afterwords." and while it was not all that suprising to hear, i of course, was slightly offended. and not because i'm one of those scoudrels who slipped in that doesn't love Jesus, but because in that one comment he made, several implications were made as well. like...
* "what are you doing here if you are not a christian?"
* "well, i guess it's fine if you're attending to learn about drumming techniques, but make sure before you leave that you change your life perspective as well."
and lastly,
* "i have to say things like this, because if i don't, then the other people in the room will start doubting my christianity."

and really, it's all too familiar for my taste. it all seems scripted and old and tired and for a group of people who, like i said, are attending this for worship band purposes, it just seems obnoxious to me for him to throw a comment out there like that.

now, on the other hand, he did have a lot of good tips and rudimentals to offer the crowd. and i appreciated a lot of other things he had to say, especially about serving people in playing music. because, well, i've been there.

but for some reason, his other comment(s) just rubbed me the wrong way. and sometimes you have to write about silly things that offend you in order to stop being offended.

but like i said before, it was probably my favorite part of yesterday. why? because i got to be "alone" with my sister for an hour & a half. we didn't have any great conversations, or do anything life changing, much to the leader's dismay, i'm sure- (haha. sorry, had to throw that one out there)- but we were together. and i haven't been with my sister that long, uninterrupted, since we were kids. and it was so nice.

and today, i slept in, which was also so nice. sorry, didn't go to church today since apparently i did yesterday. :)

and now, i think i will go make some french toast.

what happened in late February (and early March)

two weeks before today:

I was stressed....
...by trying to get 17 loads of laundry done before leaving for our winter vacation. and only succeeding in doing 12. i'd say that's pretty good though.

I was social....
...my mom came up for a 2 day visit, to make us supper, and well, just because. it was nice. and then we left for Colorado for the 2nd time since September. are we rich? no. but we miss our friends, and found cheap plane tickets.

I was full...
...as per vacation, whether short or lengthy, means eating good food and LOTS of it. i have no regrets, other than a slight worry that my stomach has enlarged.

I was loved...
...by realizing my significant other doesn't want to get rid of me no matter how much time we spent next to each other. despite sitting side-by-side via plane & car ride, the night we arrived home we once again sat side-by-side on the couch and watched some tv while holding hands. maybe it was more to cope as i had to go to work the next day. but hey, it still counts ;)

I was neglected...
...as it just so happens last Wednesday, March 1st, was my one year anniversary of working at my present job. which, for most who know me and my employment history of the past few years, is kind of a big deal. but apparently not to my boss. not only did she forget to acknowledge this (it is a small office, after all), but she also forgot to include my name on a check list to read a certain article. and you can assume how that made me feel.

I was happy...
...that i only had 2 and 1/2 days of work before another weekend. oh how i needed it. to go shopping with some tax refund money, unpack, do more laundry, and wrap presents for the upcoming 4 birthdays and 1 wedding/shower, in the next several weeks. yep, i'm getting prepared early.


its march now, and after 2 weeks of craziness (albeit, some of the craziness, was good!) for the next 7 weekends i will be booked. so it was super nice to have one just to myself, to reflect and be glad most of winter is over.