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Which poem are you?  Aw, you're a romantic. You believe in true love and all that sort of stuff. How cute are you? To you, love is incredible and amazing. Click Here to Take This Quiz We’re back from Boston, and boy are we tired! I don’t recommend driving to Boston from Minnesota. Really. Pictures will be up tomorrow afternoon, but until then I thought I’d leave you with some pictures I snagged off the web of things we did or saw but didn’t get pictures of. We stayed at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary, home of my good friend  Gordon-Conwell  Chapel  Eternally autumn on college campuses  On Saturday while I was at the wedding, A went to Fenway Park to see a Red Sox game.  Sunday we both went into the city of Boston and did some sight-seeing.  We found the Granary Cemetery,  looked across the water at the USS Constitution,  and ate calamari at an interesting Italian place (actually just down the street from these) where we heard the funniest things. None was as good as the t shirt shop down the street, where the owner (in a thick, Italian-Boston accent) said to another guy, “yeh, well, he owes me a favah.” Really? Straight out of the Godfather. Or… something.  You are Barefoot! You’re a total free spirit, go with the flow girl You can’t be restricted by shoes for very long And unsuprisingly, the same goes for men Your match is out there – and he’s as carefree as you are What Shoe Are You? Take This Quiz (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance. Compliments of Goofy Girl Blog Courtesy of the Star Tribune, this article was published yesterday [link removed]. I want to put something “out there” on the record. I am a firm proponent of ABSTINENCE. I myself have been practicing it for going on 26 years now. It works (no STDs, no unplanned pregnancies). Why have I chosen to be abstinent? Mainly because I believe that it’s what God wants (check out His book – The Bible). I made a promise in junior high that I would remain celibate until my wedding night, and I intend to keep it, even if I never marry. However, that doesn’t mean I’m in favor of abstinence-only teaching. I think that abstinence should be offered up as the ONLY SAFE SEX. But I also think that youth should be taught how to prevent STDs, pregnancy, etc. I also think they should be taught the consequences of having sex before you’re ready. I think that parent-teen dialogs should be open enough to share thoughts on the matter. If I had kids, I would say to them, “I don’t want you having sex. But if you do, use a condom.” I don’t think that teaching kids to practice SAFER sex (because abstinence really is the ONLY SAFE SEX – I did a report on this in college) means you’re telling them it’s OK to do it. It just means you value their life over their sometimes wrong choices. That’s all I have to say on the matter. I am wondering what you think…. In the list of things I wonder about comes colleges, and how my life would have been different, had I chosen a different one. The strange thing about playing the “what if” game is that I’m very happy I went to the school I did – I think it was the right one for me, and I benefited greatly by being there. Here, however, is a brief list of other schools I almost went to. University of Illinois, Champaign-Urbana (what would I have studied? and everyone else from my high school went there. way to get away from it all.) Illinois State in Bloomington/Normal (yeah, um, no.) Gustavus-Adolphus ( Macalaster (about a mile from where I currently live. very strange.) Concordia (I think the one in Iowa somewhere, but I don’t really remember.) Wheaton (thank goodness they didn’t let me in.) Bethel (only Rockin’ out to: Summer 2004 mix samples  Sour Patch Watermelon wedges in honor of L, who is back from her stint in Africa (Malawi, to be specific) with the Peace Corps. This time in the store, when I saw them, I didn’t feel like I had to buy them for her. So I bought them for me. Rockin’ out to: X Files Soundtrack
Results…:  The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost in a good book, or giggling with my best friend, I live in a world apart, one full of adventure and wonder and other stuff adults don't understand. How Old is Your Inner Child? And I don’t really have much to say right now, except that it’s pretty cold in my office. Dangerously cold, perhaps. I mean, if I weren’t wearing a padded bra, I think I could injure people. I put up my post from Friday night. You’ll have to scroll back to see it. Enjoy! Rockin’ out to: the mellow sounds of the copier, collating and stapling Wisdom Source: The Unquenchable Worshipper Today’s Wisdom: Psalm 37:4, “Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart’s desires.” Well, I have a new crush. The thing is that I already know him, who he is, what he stands for, what he believes in. He’s real. Sure, I don’t know much about him, but every interaction I’ve ever had with him has been… real. Why do I bring this up? I have the tendency to read into things, to build them up to what they’re not, and I did this with my last crush. It was all email, and when we met in person. I just didn’t feel a connection. And I promised myself not to date anyone else without some “chemistry” on my part. I either feel it or I don’t – I can’t make it up, or pretend, or ignore. I haven’t gotten physically involved with any of my boyfriends because I didn’t feel it (or the very few to whom I was attracted obviously weren’t with me, or they didn’t try anything). I never understand all the times I see on TV or movies when people are making out (or more, use your imagination) even if they don’t like the person, of just because they need to get it on. I can’t do that – I’m not like that. Maybe I think too much; I’ve always been super-aware when a guy’s been going in for the kiss (or whatever) and it always freaks me out. My mind races and I’m totally not calm and not in a good way. I don’t think it’s supposed to be like that. So my old crush, I just didn’t feel it. And I don’t know how he feels or what he thinks is going on. I’m trying not to lead him on, but I also don’t want to jump the boat if there’s no need to. Maybe he just wants to be friends. New crush I’m going to name He feels very strongly about politics, and I’m pretty sure at first look we don’t agree on much. But a lot of my political ideas are… moldable. Yes, some are written in stone, but for the most part I’m uninformed. And while here in Minnesota I call myself conservative, I’m much more liberal than I let on, or than I think I am. Being here has made me cling tighter to my conservative roots – more so than I actually believe in. I guess I’m saying that it’s not really all real, my feelings of being conservative, and that I’m open for discussion in a lot of ways. I should get some sleep. Pleasant dreams of First of all, I highly doubt that anyone is out there reading. The only time the counter changes is when I visit the page to check the counter. Hah. I am a blog-loser. Secondly, I have no internet access at home. Heck, I don’t even have a computer at home (well, a working one. I have two in the basement in storage somewhere, but they’re not worth the plastic they’re encased in). So weekends are a no-blog-zone. Thirdly, Lastly, yesterday I just didn’t feel like it. And there wasn’t much to say. I mean, there’s thoughts running around in my head, but not much worth sharing. But today, as a spark to my blogging flame, there was a sight worth mentioning.. I was walking through the skyway and saw, for the second time, this… man. Middle aged, yellow muscle shirt, very short cutoff jean shorts, and… (here’s the kicker) a parrot on his shoulder. That’s right. Just walking around as if this is normal. Bleached blond hair. Yellow parrot (kinda matched the shirt, I guess). I mentioned this to a coworker, and he said that even when this person doesn’t have the above outfit on, and is dressed normally, he’s still got the parrot, and is still kinda freaky. Man, there are a lot of weirdos out there. And, men, short shorts are so not allowed anymore. They shouldn’t have been in the first place. If you’re gonna wear them, you better be flaming (cause I’m going to think you are anyway) or it should be Halloween. More work on the CD…. any suggestions? |
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(the bride), and also some others (read more tomorrow).
went there, 
almost went there. Small world.)
wanted me to go there, and I really didn’t. It’s OK. 
went there instead.)
paid for me to go to this training conference on Post-Modern Ministry, so I was at that Monday and Tuesday.
