So I've complete a few more goals these last couple of months. The newest ones are:
Goal #7: Get a professional massage - completed on our honeymoon. Art arranged that one as a surprise to me. I heart him!
Goal #50: Get a new mattress - completed two days ago. When I wrote that one, I was still single, and I wanted a new mattress for my single bed. But when I got married, that goal was perfectly transferable, because we were sleeping on a futon until just a few days ago. Yay for our queen-sized Simmons Beautyrest!
Goal #53: Get married to my perfect match - July 19. Some pictures.
Goal #62: Try sushi and not vomit - completed yesterday. I can't believe how good it was!
Goal #85: Have a banana split - also completed on our honeymoon. (Yes, I seriously had never had a banana split before, until a couple of months ago).
Goal #86: Go to a Wal-Mart in the middle of the night - completed sometimes in August. I don't remember exactly what day, but Art and I saw a late showing of The Dark Night (which was awesome, by the way), and then went to Wal-Mart. It's surprisingly busy at 1am.
So, six goals in two months. Not bad! That brings the total to 26 (out of 112). Here's the post if you want to see the rest.
I predict that I'm going to accomplish #28 and #43 next.
September 17, 2008
September 16, 2008
Who Says Mondays Are Always Terrible?
So I woke up yesterday morning on a brand new, soft, and comfy-cozy mattress. And then I lay in it for a while, refusing to get up.
Once I was up, I showered (and I LOVE washing my hair), made myself a yummy breakfast (in other words, not just boring cereal), put on make-up (which I don't do often, so I felt extra pretty), and then we were out the door.
I blogged and had time to check my email and facebook at my bro and sis-in-law's place (from here on I will refer to them as Joe and Mari).
Then Mari and I went out to watch some of her old high school friends play tennis. I have never watched a tennis match before. It actually wasn't boring. Mari took lots of pictures. On the way down, we got some Jamba Juice. They have reeeeally good smoothies.
On our way back home, we met up with Joe and their roommate Phil, Art, our friends Wayne and Sozan, and Art's parents. We met up with them for......SUSHI. I had sushi for the first time yesterday!. Well, California rolls, but I did it! I'm really proud of myself. That's also another goal that I completed from my list (which I'll elaborate on in another post).
After sushi, we got ice cream at the mall (I got a cookie, because I heart cookies A LOT).
Then, when we got back, I went online and found a haircut that I want. So I'm going to call the place (hopefully tomorrow) to get an appt. (hopefully this week).
Pretty good day, dontcha think?
Once I was up, I showered (and I LOVE washing my hair), made myself a yummy breakfast (in other words, not just boring cereal), put on make-up (which I don't do often, so I felt extra pretty), and then we were out the door.
I blogged and had time to check my email and facebook at my bro and sis-in-law's place (from here on I will refer to them as Joe and Mari).
Then Mari and I went out to watch some of her old high school friends play tennis. I have never watched a tennis match before. It actually wasn't boring. Mari took lots of pictures. On the way down, we got some Jamba Juice. They have reeeeally good smoothies.
On our way back home, we met up with Joe and their roommate Phil, Art, our friends Wayne and Sozan, and Art's parents. We met up with them for......SUSHI. I had sushi for the first time yesterday!. Well, California rolls, but I did it! I'm really proud of myself. That's also another goal that I completed from my list (which I'll elaborate on in another post).
After sushi, we got ice cream at the mall (I got a cookie, because I heart cookies A LOT).
Then, when we got back, I went online and found a haircut that I want. So I'm going to call the place (hopefully tomorrow) to get an appt. (hopefully this week).
Pretty good day, dontcha think?
September 15, 2008
Reality vs. My Crappy Attitude
I have a confession to make: I had a pity party for myself yesterday.
People are asking me how my life is out here, and I'm glad that they care, but I don't really want to answer truthfully.
"I'm at home day after day, cleaning and organizing."
"I don't have a greencard so I can't work, so Art and I are living on his income from his shift work job that doesn't pay much more than minimum wage."
"I don't have a car, and I don't live within walking distance from anything."
"I am completely tied to Art's schedule and his social life."
"I have two friends (aside from Art's siblings)."
"I don't know anybody in my church."
"I don't have a life."
That's not really the truth, and it isn't that bad, but yesterday it felt that way. I knew I was going to experience a lot of adjustments, but I didn't know how tough it would be sometimes. How could I have known?
In church yesterday, the pastor was speaking on "Significance." He shared a story about a woman who lives in the south, and she was out on the beach despite the wind and the waves from the most recent hurricane. People were shouting to her, begging her to get out of the weather, and under some shelter. She finally did, but she was distressed. She had lost the diamond in her engagement ring, and she wanted to be out there looking for it.
Seriously. There's a hurricane going on, there's water and debris and chaos, and she's hoping to find that diamond? Seems pretty hopeless, right?
Then the pastor said, "I bet some of you feel like that sometimes. Like you are a needle, and the world is a haystack, and you feel completely lost and unnoticed. Insignificant. You feel like God doesn't know where you are, and He doesn't know what you're going through."
Then he read Psalm 139, which says that you could go to the deepest darkest places of the earth, you could fly to the other end of the universe, and God would still see you and care about you. There is no place you can go to hide from God.
I really needed to hear that. I have been feeling so insignificant lately. God told me once that He has a plan for me out here, and I feel like God's forgotten all about it. He hasn't forgotten about His plan, and He hasn't forgotten about me.
So I was really encouraged by the sermon, but I guess that wasn't enough. After church the lead worship pastor talked to me and asked me for my info so he could get me connected in the church, and I could meet people, and maybe be a part of young marrieds group that he wants to start. THEN, right after that, my friend Sozan talked to a lady about joining the women's bible study, and we'd go every Tuesday evening or Wednesday evening.
Suddenly, I'm going to be involved in my church, and I'm actually going to meet people, and I'm going to have a life!
So just when I was feeling my lowest, God's like, "Aaaaaaaand I'm going to open up some doors for you."
Oh, and yesterday Art and I got our mattress. And today I'm going to watch a tennis game with my sis-in-law.
Life really is good!
People are asking me how my life is out here, and I'm glad that they care, but I don't really want to answer truthfully.
"I'm at home day after day, cleaning and organizing."
"I don't have a greencard so I can't work, so Art and I are living on his income from his shift work job that doesn't pay much more than minimum wage."
"I don't have a car, and I don't live within walking distance from anything."
"I am completely tied to Art's schedule and his social life."
"I have two friends (aside from Art's siblings)."
"I don't know anybody in my church."
"I don't have a life."
That's not really the truth, and it isn't that bad, but yesterday it felt that way. I knew I was going to experience a lot of adjustments, but I didn't know how tough it would be sometimes. How could I have known?
In church yesterday, the pastor was speaking on "Significance." He shared a story about a woman who lives in the south, and she was out on the beach despite the wind and the waves from the most recent hurricane. People were shouting to her, begging her to get out of the weather, and under some shelter. She finally did, but she was distressed. She had lost the diamond in her engagement ring, and she wanted to be out there looking for it.
Seriously. There's a hurricane going on, there's water and debris and chaos, and she's hoping to find that diamond? Seems pretty hopeless, right?
Then the pastor said, "I bet some of you feel like that sometimes. Like you are a needle, and the world is a haystack, and you feel completely lost and unnoticed. Insignificant. You feel like God doesn't know where you are, and He doesn't know what you're going through."
Then he read Psalm 139, which says that you could go to the deepest darkest places of the earth, you could fly to the other end of the universe, and God would still see you and care about you. There is no place you can go to hide from God.
I really needed to hear that. I have been feeling so insignificant lately. God told me once that He has a plan for me out here, and I feel like God's forgotten all about it. He hasn't forgotten about His plan, and He hasn't forgotten about me.
So I was really encouraged by the sermon, but I guess that wasn't enough. After church the lead worship pastor talked to me and asked me for my info so he could get me connected in the church, and I could meet people, and maybe be a part of young marrieds group that he wants to start. THEN, right after that, my friend Sozan talked to a lady about joining the women's bible study, and we'd go every Tuesday evening or Wednesday evening.
Suddenly, I'm going to be involved in my church, and I'm actually going to meet people, and I'm going to have a life!
So just when I was feeling my lowest, God's like, "Aaaaaaaand I'm going to open up some doors for you."
Oh, and yesterday Art and I got our mattress. And today I'm going to watch a tennis game with my sis-in-law.
Life really is good!
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