Archive for September, 2006


My friend Kristin and her husband Tim just had their first baby – a son named Matthew Richard. He is 6 lbs 5 oz and 18 inches long. Mom is doing ok – just a few complications. Baby is also doing ok – he is being monitored, also for some complications. I understand that Matthew is a beautiful baby – and I believe it!!

Welcome to planet Earth, little guy!!

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Thoughts on the Pope.

1. It is easy for me to forget that in other parts of the world, freedom of speech and thought are not tolerated.

2. If Islam is going to take over the world, you’d think they would be more confident about it and remain undeterred by comments from a Pope. Instead, there are protests, shootings and violence. That does not sound like a group of people who really have faith.

3. Yeah, the Pope knew that his comments were going to anger Muslims. And yet, they are prooving his point by responding with violence.

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Frank and I had the most amazing vacation Thursday, Friday and Saturday. We flew into Denver early on Thursday morning and caught a shuttle down to Colorado Springs (referred to as The Springs by the locals). We picked up our rental car (a red Dodge Caravan with “all the bells and whistles” – which thankfully did not include kids) and headed off to Pikes Peak.

At Pikes Peak, we experienced a torrential downpour, a fantastic display of lightening and thunder and hail. As we rode the cog railway up the side of the mountain, the weather cleared up. On the ride up the mountain, we saw the smallest town (Ruxton Park, pop’n 2), old fur trappers’ cabins, and a clearing where an old hotel used to stand. When we got to the top, it started to snow! Crazy!!

We came back down the mountain, stopped at our hotel room, changed and went to downtown Springs for dinner. The dinner we had downtown was absolutely amazing!! I know, The Melting Pot is a chain, but it was our first time going there together. The hostess sat us in a private, two person booth – very cozy. Dinner probably took over 3 hours, but it was awesome. We caught up on a great variety of things, reflected on the past 3 years of marriage and just enjoyed eachother.

While we sat there, it helped me get some great perspective on a huge part of who I am. I love spending time with Frank – he makes me laugh, we have great conversations and a wonderful time together. He is strong, smart, quick-witted, funny, kind and fair in all things. He is such a huge blessing – I feel so grateful that we are together, life partners, roommates – whatever you want to call it 🙂 He is truly my better half.

The next day (Friday) we went hiking at Garden of the Gods. We made up a few dances based on rock climbing terms. I’m sure Frank would prefer that I not share those terms and motions with the general reading public, but I assure you, it was good stuff.

Later Frank and I drove up to Denver to see Greg Proops (sounds like Poops with an “r” in it). He was hilarious! We had the best time!!!

Thanks, Frank, for a wonderful vacation!!!

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who am i?

I have had this blog for over 3 years – it is little more than a conglomoration of events, snippets of feelings and a few opinions. It’s not much of a diary and it’s really not a very good journal. I look back on my earlier posts like they were written by someone else and I think they are kind of funny – but sad, too, because I wish I had retained a little bit more of that person before.

At my current job, I feel like I am standing on a beach as the tide is coming in. As I am standing here, grains of sand are sliding out from under my feet and I am getting dragged further and further out to sea. I want to laugh it off, I want to pretend like it’s not big deal, yet at the same time, I notice subtle changes. I notice that I fear being wrong, that before I think something through, I panic. My new mantra has been “work the problem,” because I found that I have been sucked into “panic first, figure out who made the mistake, panic some more, figure out what the problem is.” I realize that I admire my dad more and more the longer I work. I know everyone loves their parents, and I have to say, I know my parents are human, but my dad is a compassionate bulldog: he figures out what’s wrong, works through it and follows up on it later. I wish I could be more like him.

I noticed that lately I have been driving ahead of the headlights. I have been anticipating problems way too far down the road and trying to resolve those along with the problems directly in front of me. I realized that I never end the day with a good stopping point – just another commitment that I am usually already late for.

I also noticed that I do not make my marriage the priority it ought to be. This is heartbreaking to me because there is no one on this planet I love more than Frank. He is, hands down, the most amazing man I know. He is patient and direct. He makes me a priority. And he loves me unconditionally. It doesn’t get much better than that.

So yeah, I have some things to work out. I wonder how much more I’m going to allow myself to be shaped by my job. I wonder how much more I will give up, how much of me can be checked at the door. I work with some great people, I don’t want to shortchange that at all. It’s complicated.

And yet, it’s not so complicated. It’s just a little 3 word question: Who am I?

And I am pretty sure that who I am is many things, but it can be best summed up by the order of my priorities – which should be 1) God, 2) Husband, 3) Family 4) work. It’s just that sometimes pesky number 4 gets ahead of the list. So easy to explain in theory, so hard to practice in life.

That’s all.

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