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Archive for July 2009

It’s been awhile, I’m aware. While my work days are slightly more low-key than they are during the school year, we have been busy every weekend of the summer. Sam and I are in the middle of traveling 8 weekends in a row. Last weekend we had a wedding in Monticello (congrats Katie & Eli), and the weekend before we were at Breezy Point with the Nikolas family. Tomorrow we head north to Lake Vermilion until Monday, and the following weekend is Sarah & Andy’s much-anticipated wedding day. I will be reading during the ceremony, and even more frightening, playing the piano for cocktail hour at the reception hall. I’ve been trying to brush up on my mad skillz in the Ytterboe ballroom.

In less than 3 weeks, staff will be returning. First my lovely SHC, then the SRAs, and the rest of my staff will follow shortly after. Then come the students. I love this time of year, but my work schedule will become insane. Though I cannot wait for everyone’s return, I’m trying to enjoy the quiet while I can.

Chaos can be a positive thing.
Chaos is inherently part of the creative act.
To embrace creativity means you must also embrace chaos.
Things don’t happen when everything is neat and “just so”.
Creativity is all about disruption.
The people who tell you that creativity is pain-free are liars.
The people who tell you they’ve got a plan are liars.
There is no plan. There’s just you, God and the need to invent.
And this uncertain world is what most of us
now find ourselves entering, willingly or otherwise.

-Hugh Mcleod

Desiderata

Posted on: July 17, 2009

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

The cutest current words from the little ones in my life.

MEGAN.

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the weeee = the park
mmmaa = noise she makes when she kisses you
bop = ketchup, or any kind of dip


LINNEA.

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jumpoline = trampoline
happy cake = birthday cake

…would their parents care if I stole them both?

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gas problem

Posted on: July 8, 2009

Christian is the father of my sister’s unborn son. He gave me a gas card for my birthday.

Here’s the story:
When Katie, Christian, Sam and I were at the cabin and in the process of driving to Bayfield for an afternoon, I noticed I was very low on gas. So I pulled into a station, got gas, and we continued on. When Christian got out of the car, he noticed that not only was the gas tank door open, but I had not screwed the cap. I’ve never forgotten to close either before. After we left Bayfield and were driving the 45 minutes back to Mason, I happened to glance down and saw that my gas tank still said “empty”. The “low fuel” light was even on.

Apparently I had swiped my credit card, inserted the nozzle and forgotten to fill my tank with gas. I even remember telling Sam that I thought $37 seemed high — but that must have been the vehicle that filled up before me.

So, our relationship has gotten to the comfortable point where we give each other crap whenever possible. Along with the gas card was instructions on how to fill up my tank safely and properly. Punk.

I’m 26 today. As Sam’s cousin wrote on my Facebook wall, “26 is when you begin to realize you’re not immortal after all”. A little true, in my case, as I had been realizing that I’m now closer to 30 than 20. Not that that’s a bad thing – I would imagine 30 will be quite wonderful.

I slept in (my favorite) and woke up to Sam telling me he was going out to clean my car. It does make me feel old to get excited over that. I just returned from a haircut. Since my good friend Rachel left to do hair on a cruise ship again, I was stuck going to a salon in Northfield. I wanted it shorter. I wanted Mia Michael’s hair. It does NOT look like Mia Michael’s hair, but I refuse to let a bad haircut ruin my birthday. Anna is going to help me fix it later.

Tonight Sam’s taking me out for dinner at The Tavern, and then we will be spending the evening with the Jungers. Thanks for all the well wishes today, everyone.