contradictions

I love when I have the opportunity to be a contradiction. For example...because of my short (5 minutes) commute and Jeremy's long one (30 minutes) I've been driving the truck to work. And sometimes, I am in the mood to listen to NPR. Contradiction: a girl driving a rusted-out pick-up truck listening to classical music. Sometimes I'm not a contradiction -- I'm as predictable and typical as you would find. But I love those moments when I manage to slip out of the mold.

Ah, ebay

I'm attempting my first sales on ebay. Junk, really. But junk I want to get rid of and I hear that people buy junk on Ebay, so....we'll see.

Speaking of things that are definitely NOT junk...my friend Erin Lonard sent me the CD that she made to raise money for her family's upcoming adoption. And it. is. awesome. Erin, you totally blew me away. Thank you for sharing your heart with the world.

living at the beach

Is it okay to rub it in that I live 15 minutes from a beautiful beach? I never really considered myself a beach person...always was a mountain-girl at heart (and still am) but I'm really growing attached to the sound of waves, the smell of salt water, the warmth of sand between my toes. And the best part is seeing the beach in all seasons and all weather -- in the hot summer, when the water feels so refreshing and in the winter when it's wild and cold and empty. In the morning when the water is a clear, cool blue and you can watch the beach slowly come alive, and in the evening when everything is cozy and mellow.

okay...I'm done waxing "eloquent" for now. :)

And speaking of nothing...anyone as I excited as I am to be reading the new Harry Potter book? Any Harry Potter fans out there? Any Harry haters? because I'd love to change your opinion. ;)

back to the real world

One of the best things about camp is that it truly takes you away from the world. For a week I existed in an isolated world where the biggest worries were looking for scorpions in my shoes. It's a great place to remember what's important...and what's not. So while I'm bone tired from a week of keeping up with teenagers and 44 hours of driving, I'm feeling deep down good. Because in addition to isolation there's the goodness of seeing old friends and giving to others.

blind dates

I'm setting two people up on a blind date this week, a girl I go to church with and a guy I work with. It's really fun! I wish I lived in a culture that used matchmakers because I could get all over that career. Although I am a little nervous that if they don't have a good time they'll both hate me. ;) Anybody out there with some good blind date experiences? I've never been on one myself, and of course you always hear about the bad ones.

In other news...camp next week. Jeremy and I are driving (aak!) to Oklahoma to be counselors at Camp Sooner again. We're leaving Friday. It should be a lot of fun. It'll be good to see some of the Tomball crew again, as well as the rest of the camp people. Last year I was a cook, and this year I'm a counselor, so it'll be fun to do something different this time and get to spend more time with the kids.

Happy Fourth!