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Monday, June 26, 2006

cat-like cara

The good news is that my roommate just told me I have cat-like reflexes...

The bad news is that there's a very angry wasp on our patio, searching for his home that I knocked down with the mop...

Man, you should have seen how fast I slid the screen door shut, though. Catwoman!

It's butt hot in Washington...and I love it. We have a lovely pool at our complex, so this afternoon I spent time just soaking in the rays and reading WHY NOT WOMEN? (a book about women in ministry).

Cutie cousins Meghan and Kaitlin fly in on Thursday, and we drive down to TAHOE on Friday.

I finished all my talks for camp this summer this afternoon at 12:37, so if you pray, pray for me while I'm speaking the month of July at Young Life's Mtn. Lodge!

Hopefully those cat-like reflexes will really come out to play this summer. Meow!

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

the act of being proactive

Being proactive in friendships is a weird thing, and I'm not really sure what to make of it. Last week, I met with a wise lady who feeds my soul wisdom, and she cautioned me to not always be the one asking. It's easy for me - and be it because of my job (and all its asking...), because of my networking nature, or because I want and love to build community around me - to simply be "the asker" in all of my relationships. Whether male or female, if "friend" A is always doing the asking, then a few things can happen: "A" can become the sole asker and initiator, and "B" becomes reliant upon that role; "A" asks, "B" doesn't reciprocate, "A" doesn't get the picture, and thus wrong feelings can be communicated; the list of "asker" problems goes on...

I feel like I'm in the middle of a sticky Algebra problem right now.

So whether I'm right or wrong in asking, there exists the delicate balance of friendship. With a kid, it's different - I know going into it that I'm going to be the asker, and until they intitiate with that phone call, the ball's in my court to let them know that I'm here and that I want to be in their life. With peers I have to ask the question: in relationships, in friendships, in getting to know people, where and when do I eventually stop asking? Is three the magic number? Ask three times, and if they don't reciprocate, then don't you dare, try try again... With the opposite sex it's even more tricky, and I ran into that this past week: I didn't MEAN to send ill "I like you" signals, yet because of my proactiveness in our friendship, that was communicated.

So is it simply that I don't want to be alone? Is that it? In still feeling that the sharp numbing pains of settling into life up here, I've put myself out there in friendship more than ever; perhaps I've tried to create community too hard, and now it's coming back to bite me in the butt, BUT I firmly believe that we're meant to live life side by side with people.

Without making apologies, I guess I just don't know where to draw the line. I don't know where my own personality meets what I'm finding out are the rules and regulations of friendships. I hate the lines that have to be drawn. But do they exist, or have to exist? As much as I want to be understood, more importantly (as St. Francis of Assisi once prayed), I want to understand. So whether that's with other people, or just of life in general, the answer my heart comes to at this moment is that it'd rather put itself out there, even if it's not understood, in order to love someone else and try to understand them.

Your thoughts?

Sunday, June 18, 2006

dedica-cion


This is Dan. He's my dad. Today is Father's Day, and for some of us it brings up happy emotions and memories; for others of us it's a day of frustration and sadness. Whatever it is for you, here are 10 things danny mac taught caramac...

10. How to smoke cigars, preferably while lounging on a back porch.

9. A love for words: he's still up on the crossword puzzle everyday! (And friends, writing in pencil is not an option - it's a sin. Pull out the pen and be hardcore).

8. A love of quality television programming like COPS: HUH! Cops is filmed on location with the men and women of law enforcement; all suspects are innocent until proven guilty in the court of law...

7. That even when you lose someone's $200 binoculars while camping, forgiveness is still possible.

6. That you can never hold on tight enough while Dad's driving the motorcycle.

5. Jesus.

4. That taking the scenic route, and stopping to observe every highway, bridge and road barrier in the state of Oregon is necessary when you're the daughter of a civil engineer.

3. The art of storytelling, especially when it comes to making people laugh!

2. MUSIC. Man, he always encouraged plunking on the piano, even when a barely recognizable song like "Hot Cross Buns" came out.

And the number one reason (Oh! I'm thinking of so many now!) is....

1. That being supportive of a child's decisions and choices in life is the best thing a parent can do or give that child. To be believed in, to feel like a million bucks, and to be supported and loved through college major changes and job/career changes and everything else under the sun is all that's necessary to survive and thrive.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

help me obie wan, you're my only hope

This is where I wish I had my own creative planning team to help me in working on my talks this summer....so here's the question, friends: what movies, songs, pictures and photos (or anything else you can think of) depict the theme of THE WAY? THE TRUTH? and THE LIFE? It can be anything from Cinderella to Braveheart...but do tell the movie and its specific clip. (And these are all separate talks, so think of the three themes individually moreso than collectively).

Help, help, help...

PS: I'm looking out the window right now, and the past two cars at the coffee shop stop sign have been the classic MINIVANS driven by high school students...I LOVE the days of driving the minivan. No matter how cool you try to make slingin' the arm over the Voyager steering wheel look, I just don't think the two go together... Love it.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

it's every paragraph ends in an elipsis day...

So. Life. Yesterday the sun was out in all its northwest pride - as Danny would say with a thick and juicy Scottish accent, GLORY GLORY!! Oh sun, how I've missed thee...let me count thy ways. I even put my quasi-bikini on, and bearing my stomach to the world, laid out on the balcony for some quality time with JC. (((of course I still haven't figured out how to react to today's weather given the rainstorms that inevitably came...)))

These people make me feel like a million bucks...

96 middle school friends from around the Auburn area came to our end of the year/kick off to summer and to camp Wyldlife pool party on Friday night...I was reminded that no matter how much one plans, sometimes you have to plan for those plans not to plan - or pan - out. It was a kick in the pants getting to give the talk at 11:38 that night. Sometimes Jesus dares us to step both outside of the boat AND inside the boat as well...

Saturday night community came to Auburn; dear friends Heidi and Gaylynn, and then roommie Gracie and I made a night of it just playing catch up and BEING in our little apartment. I just think the ebb and flow of friendships is a beautiful deal...

Earlier that night my friend Moriah Anne was baptized by her daddy. As well, community was key and it happened...

Some 19 and 20 year old friends are hanging out at our kitchen table right now, munching on tortilla chips and peach salsa; I forgot what a big deal partying is at that age...

Last night community came via Young Life and a ferry boat ride to Anderson Island. This amazing couple, Mikaela and Joe, live and do ministry out there. I loved and appreciated seeing the personal, family-oriented side to these friends...and has anyone played the game MAD GAB?! It's a game of words - so, all Scrabble and Boggle and Balderdash lovers, I feel like you would like this one...

Today I chaperoned a trip of my high school friends to the ZOO and the tide pools down in Tacoma. I love that that got to be my job today...then we celebrated our last HOMEWORK CLUB of the year at Mt. Baker this afternoon, complete with rootbeer floats! It's amazing to see the friendships that truly have formed with those buddies over the course of the year...

Finally, tonite I was up in Seattle for a meeting at Fuller, where I'm starting grad school. I like and appreciate their stance on faith, on women, on ministry and on research papers...how excited am I to practice my mad MLA and APA citation skills?! After that, I had a pretty epic sushi dinner with some pretty epic friends. Again, I have to wonder what's really important in life: community? a job? sunshine?...

Finally, northwest friends: emergent author/speaker Brian McLaren is speaking in Portland on Friday night...anyone up for a road trip down to hear him speak? Dot dot dot...

Sunday, June 04, 2006

just a little random thought...

I don't think that Jane Austen ever intended her well-famed and acclaimed Pride and Prejudice be turned into a musical...the song, "No Life, Without Wife" from BRIDE and Prejudice (the Indian version) is playing in the background. I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry, and upon seeing the jazz hands, I'm wondering if I once looked that cheesey in my high school musicals... Grease. Little Shop of Horrors. Brigadoon (mmm, no jazz hands). Yup, I think I did. :)

Friday, June 02, 2006

elizabethtown

Last night I sat down and watched the "dramady" ELIZABETHTOWN with Orlando Bloom and oh shuut, what's her name? The girl in Spiderman, spidy...ah yes, Kirsten Dunst. Besides loving the overall plot of the story, "Claire's" character was brilliant to me. She loved life and she ran after it. She wasn't afraid to entirely be herself, no matter what anyone else thought of her. Near the end, she sent "Drew" on a road-trip journey, complete with the cutest scrapbook of driving instructions and maps and pictures and music; besides wanting to jump in Raul the Jetta right then and explore America, I had to pull out the pencil and paper to record these thoughts and instructions of hers:

***About MLKjr, at the Lorraine Hotel where he was shot: "His death was only the beginning of his victory..."

***To Drew, as he's starting the engine for the first time: "Begin your journey now, and do NOT skip ahead..."

These two lines were profound to me; are they to you? What do you think they mean, and how can/do they parallel our own lives? (I know, Miss Mac is coming out to play, but you'd better believe I'm using these in talks this summer!).

blessings, c:)

ps: right now I'm hanging out with my two-month old friend, Moriah Anne; check out her blogspot HERE.