This is for Missy
hi Missy - i was going to post a comment on your conversation blog, but with all of Zacks thousands of pictures (jokes! - a little london phrase for Zack because i know he's reading this eventhough it was not addressed to him) i was a bit concerned you would never find your original blog again to read my comment. and my comment is very important because it involves me (and me seeing you!)
dates i will be in New York - these are official - 10 February through 18 February.
ohhhh, it's going to be cold! please come and visit, even if you just have to hang out with my group (who are fabulous, but then again i am their youth worker so i have to say that they are fabulous) - we can always sneak away for a few hours to catch up :-)
anyway dear, i must return to my work. i leave for america on wednesday next week and have to complete our volunteer policies and induction programme to submit to the youth sub-group before it goes out for general consultation from the staff team and into final print. and i thought youth work was all about playing basketball???
take care!
Here are the Burt Reynolds Day pictures. Disturbing, perhaps, but I think the look is coming back. I am new to this posting of pictures, and couldn't figure out how to put all three of these into one posting. Perhaps I will learn how to do this soon. Sorry for so many separate postings, I hate to monopolize the whole blog. As for the stache and mullet, they are gone. Dont' really miss them, although I was starting to like the beard and longish hair again. May have to make a comeback in the New Year. It does feel good to be clean-shaven and short-haired again, however. It's been a while. Oh, and it really is about twenty-five degrees Fahrenheit outside in this picture.
Look at that sexy beast. The mullet does make me look like I am on a certian registry, however. If I can get a better picture of the mullet from one of my friends I will send it out.
conversation?
Again, I have nothing interesting to say, but I hate to leave Zack hanging, so here's a post for 10-minutes-to-close on a Thursday (we're almost there, folks--Friday at five is a few hours away). The biggest news in my life is the raising of the Christmas tree at our house (and its subsequent moving into the living room...then moving this way...then moving that way just a bit). Perhaps marriage and work and the eternal question of whether to go to the gym or not automatically make one's life rather boring and not worth noting (esp. in comparison to grad schools and law schools and good pubs and Londons), or maybe I'm just dull. It could be, too, that my life is tied up in politics which, despite my love for you all (or perhaps because of it), I refuse to discuss. There are other things to talk about out there, and I am longing for the day when our evening conversations do not include the words "outsourcing" or "party messaging."
So...things to talk about?
--We are going to a Baptist church (rather awkward to answer questions about where we went to college or where we met, as all have the word "Nazarene" in them. No problems, just needed a change of pace. But is seems to confuse people nonetheless).
--I am rethinking my theory of rereading the same books every year. Though the annual pilgrimage through "Pride and Prejudice" is the most luscious week of the year, I'm starting to think that there may be other books out there after all.
--When does one start looking for a job, when one knows that one will, in fact, become unemployed at the end of 2006? Is February too soon, or does company loyalty really matter?
--I think crockpots are about the best invention ever. Did you know you can make bread in a crockpot? Or cake? Not that I have--tonight is just round steak in sauce, but Jason makes a mean lasagna with homemade sauce. We have three crockpots. You should come over for dinner.
--Why do people in Idaho not wear scarves (or, for that matter, use umbrellas? Or spell properly when they write their Congressman?)? And why do I insist on knitting scarves for my whole family every year, regardless?
--I have over 1000 wedding pictures. I would like to know exactly what I am going to do with them all. Should I just put them all on a DVD and let them run on the TV in the background, perhaps with some soothing music attached?
--Sometimes I really like the idea of moving to Africa. I don't know if the "living in Africa" part of me is the same part that has learned to like Indian food or the part that has learned to like stilettos (two things I have previously abhorred, but for totally different reasons). Sometimes I think it would be better to just pack up and go and, like marriage, fully immerse oneself with a one-way ticket, instead of just visiting for a week.
Okay, time's up, and I'm out the door (still debating the gym--it's only five, but really? Sitting on the bike reading "John Adams" when I could be more comfortably curled up on my couch?). I'll leave you all to mull confusedly over my randomness. But unless you want pictures of how cute my little condo looks, all done up for Christmas, this is what you get.
Btw, Nicole, Feb. 20th is marked on my calendar--will you be in NYC over one of the weekends? This weekend Jason is going to London (for a one-day meeting) and we toyed briefly with finding a ticket for me to go too (ah, hanging out with you for an afternoon sounds downright wonderful). One of these days I really am going to just jump across the pond...
mjs
