I’m not feeling creative enough to come up with a clever title.

Good.

Lately I’ve been drinking more decaf tea in the evenings. After many years of rejecting fruit tea, I have decided I like it after all. I especially like Black Cherry Berry Herb Tea by Celestial Seasonings. I don’t even normally like cherries. Sadly, I realized last night that one of the reasons I might like it is because it smells like Kool-Aid. Cherry Kool-Aid. Mike tasted it and said, “Three more spoonfuls of sugar, and it’ll taste just like warm Kool-Aid, too.” I like a tea that tastes like Kool-Aid. The tea people are going to take my tea card away, aren’t they?

Mike made me a playlist that has the song “White Houses” by Vanessa Carlton on it, among other things. Alisa and I were talking about it and I mentioned that it’s a really sad song, but I couldn’t think quite why when I said it, so I looked up the lyrics, and it’s about a magical summer when the main character lived in a house with four friends and the fun that they had and the boy that she liked . . . and then it all got messed up with sex and the relationships got complicated and . . . it ended. In the song, she’s looking back with affection on that time, even though she’s lost those friends now. I’m the kind of person who likes to romanticize the past, I think. (Susan made me a mix CD with “Painting Pictures of Egypt” and we should probably cue it here.) I either do that or I completely throw out all the good stuff with the bad stuff. Either way, it’s hard for me to see things as they were, and I tend to look back and feel that things were much easier. I enjoy “White Houses” because I know exactly the kind of summer that she’s talking about, the kind with so few responsibilities and all you have to do is spend time with your friends and stay up late and have inside jokes and everything is fraught with meaning. And you don’t realize how quickly it will fade away, that those days will be over and you’ll find yourself with a 40-hour-a-week job and maybe even a house and a family. This is getting to be so long that maybe it should have been its own entry, but the song has reminded me that I’m going to look back on this time with affection just as much as I do previous times, and I’ll remember the sleeping in on the weekends and the road trips and the cups of coffee with friends and the shopping with my mom and the job that I enjoy. And I should try to embrace it now, not just exist in it. And maybe that’s a little deep for a silly pop song, but I don’t really care.

At church they’re doing a series on Jewish women, and I’ve missed a few of them, but I was there for Ruth. I’ve heard the story of Ruth hundreds of times – sermons on it, small group studies, personal studies . . . so much Ruth! This time the sermon was about how Ruth trusted God as she took each step, not worrying so much about the future. And it was also about how God created a family for Ruth and Naomi, even though it didn’t look like what they had expected. Both of those were things I needed very much to hear right now. I think that’s what I’m learning these days.

Bad.

I haven’t had any time for exercise in the past two weeks. I’ve been so busy in the evenings, or so tired. I’d rather veg out on the computer or in front of the TV. I haven’t been reading all that much. I haven’t seen many of my friends. When I am busy, I get anti-social.

I hate having to decide what to wear in this kind of weather. Some days it’s cool. Some days it’s cool in the morning and in the 80s in the afternoon. Don’t tell me to layer. I know that. I just don’t have good clothes for this kind of weather.

Ugly.

Earlier this week I read Kristen’s entry about OxyClean spray, and I was like, “Wow, nothing like that has ever happened to me with OxyClean.” I don’t use the spray, but even so. And then, this morning I discovered that, while using OxyClean to get a tomato stain off of Mike’s new M. Ward t-shirt, I apparently bleached the front. And I don’t think the shirt is available online (at least, I can’t find it). And I am sad. It’s been ages since something of his got messed up in the wash, but I really hate that it was his new shirt. Anybody got a solution? It looks like M. Ward is . . . touring in Europe right now. Anybody want to go to Europe and catch a show and bring me back a t-shirt?

Other.

I finished a book that was pretty enjoyable: Dinner with Anna Karenina. It was about a book club and the things that happen to them over the course of a year. Up next: this month’s book club selection, Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt.

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