Friday, April 30, 2010

My Sister got Engaged....

...and I came THIS close to spoiling the surprise.

Let me explain.

RARELY do I check my email in the morning. However, this morning I was ahead of schedule, syncing my iPod for new music I purchased last night, and decided that I may as well check my email while the music was transferring.

I had a whopping 2 new messages. One was from my mother. The subject line read: "GREAT NEWS!!!!!!!!!" (I literally copied & pasted that.) Of course I opened it immediately! Mom went on for two or three sentences that I was to call my older sister that night to ask her about the great news. I let out an "ugh!" because I thought I missed something big last night. (She and her boyfriend have been discussing engagement possibilities, gone ring shopping, et al. I definitely missed something BIG yesterday.)

With a bitter attitude growing inside I dialed my sister's digits.
I was met by a chirpy, "Hey, Kate!" on the other end.
"So, Mom says you have good news to share."


"Uhhhh, I don't know what she's talking about."
"Are you sure? You're not engaged or anything?"
"No, David & I are went ring shopping, like I told you, and though nothing's set yet, we're still thinking about sometime around Thanksgiving."
With panic in my voice I asked, "He wouldn't propose to you over Skype, would he??" (David lives in another state. Thank you, eHarmony.)
Laughing, "No. He wouldn't."
"Ooooookkkkkaaaaaaaayyyy. Maybe mom's just off her rocker. I'll call her and ask what she's talking about."

As I hung up with my sister I read the time that my mother had sent the email. A mere 30 minutes previous to the above conversation. Oops! Mom had meant to call Sarah tonight! Not last night!! My reputation of the family secret ruin-er was forever sealed in stone. Greeaat.

Fortunately, all is well that ends well. David flew in to CA this afternoon, our little sister ushered him to Sarah's apartment, and he was graced by her nonsuspicious presence as she arrived home from work. He proposed in her apartment, complete with roses and a ring. She said YES!

Now that I've had a chance to publically defend myself,

Congratulations, Sarah & Daivd. I love you!

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Salt Produces Thirst

The Dodger's chaplain came to speak at my school's chapel yesterday.

Speaking to an audience with an age range of 5 years old to 50+ years (including teachers & administration) has always seemed like a daunting task to me. Since chapel is for the purpose of exposing our students to the Truth, our speakers do quite well at catering to the 12-and-under crowd. I have come to appreciate their simple messages.

Mr. Rodriguez spoke to our school about the Sermon on the Mount yesterday. He explained why Christ referred to His disciples as "salt and light" and proceeded to review the purposes of salt and light, practically. With no intention to undermine or strip significance from these truths, it was nothing that I hadn't heard before. Then Mr. Rodriguez asked the audience,

"What happens when we eat a lot of salt?"

He had my intrigue.

"It makes you thirsty,"

replied one second-grader.

Salt produces thirst. Hmm.

When the world is saturated in our "saltiness" of the faith, it produces a thirst that can only be quenched by the Water of Life.

It was so refreshing to think about!

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Pismo Beach with the Germans

My aunt and uncle from Germany were in California this past week. I met up with them, my grandparents and my dad in Pismo Beach. It was so lovely!
I led them up towards San Luis to a state park, Montana de Oro.
We hiked about a quarter of a mile through eucalyptus trees to get to the cliffs overlooking the ocean.This is what met us at the clearing. We were probably a good 200' above the water.

Epic, Uncle Uwe, epic.

If you look closely, you can see Morro Rock in the background.
Montana de Oro is at the south end of Morro Bay.

We left my grandparents to hike up the hill.
You could spend days hiking around the cliffs and dunes out there.

Later we went to a cove where dad & his brother took to:

Rock Art.

I mean [insert: British accent] Rock Aaarrhhhhttttt.

Simple Pleasures Letters

Dear Spring Cleaning,

Despite our love-hate relationship, thank you for the sense of complete satisfaction.

Love, me

Dear Carton of Fresh Strawberries,

Thank you for smelling so divine. And your taste is astronomical.

Love, me

Dear Man Who Smirked at Me at the Carwash because of all the Bugs on my Car,

I made 3 road trips in the past week. You're welcome.

Love, me