Fleeing Scylla and Charybdis

New poetry

2008-11-13T22:39:00.002-06:00

The Only Part:

My secret is glorious-
My small part of your soul.
The tiniest part that is only mine,
floating to my softest places.

And now, I know- what no one else knows.
And it is glorious.
It is gloriously mine.

On Falling in Love:
Once when we were out
we saw an old couple
Arm in Arm
supporting each other over every bump in the sidewalk.

Him: Suspenders.
Her: Shocking red lipstick.

My thought: That's me and my husband someday.
Your words: That's me and my wife someday.

ok,ok, not the best writing I've ever done but good that I am writing after being sooooooooooooo out of practice.

Portfolio

2008-06-06T08:03:00.001-05:00

I'll be putting my portfolio online soon...link to come.

Make that a week

2007-12-13T07:15:00.000-06:00

I need a doubleshot, I'll settle for a few solid hours of sleep.

I've spent most of the last week either awake or drifting in and out of wakefullness. Tending to a sick baby (who doesn't know if she wants to eat or spitup) just isn't conducive to having any sort of break to recover. 6 weeks now, nowhere near recovery. Makes me ancy which makes me pick fights. Thank God for little Jack who makes me laugh hysterically once a day. Weeks like this and I know why I'm not writing. Gotta go, crying baby. 2 hours of rest please!

Alexander

2007-12-10T13:39:00.000-06:00

I'm having a terrible horrible no good very bad day

Writing

2007-12-07T23:17:00.000-06:00

I'm ashamed of myself. I've decided that I am goign to start writing on my blogspot again. Also, I am going to start writing poetry again. What was I thinking not writing for all this time?

Long Time No . . . Blog

2006-10-09T21:41:00.000-05:00

I'm finally settling into a groove. There are a lot of little things to remember with 11 boys (Little Jack included). We love it here, Jack is now addicted to Zelda thanks to the other addicts in the house and free use of video games all day while the boys are at school (provided all paper work is done and we don't have meetings.)

Little Jack is getting over his first cold, he's been sleeping a lot today, I'm glad. Now, I'm sick. And somehow I broke a huge blood vessel in my eye or something, I call it "Halloween Eye" because it's pretty scary looking. (Eric I took a picture so I could send it to you but I can't find my chord to send my pictures to the computer right now.)

I miss my Chicago friends! They all act as if we live half way across the country now and threw our cell phones into the lake. If you run into any of them, have them call.

All for now.

Book . . . meme?

2006-08-16T13:37:00.000-05:00

Yes, tagged. I got tagged on my xanga and forgot to do it so I will be answering two tags today. I am kind of excited because until the past month or so I'd never been tageed and although I thought it was dumb, I secretly envied those who were tagged.

1. One book that changed your life?
The Knowledge of the Holy by A.W. Tozer. Amazing book, put me in my place.

2. One book you've read more than once?
Since "How Dinosaurs Count to Ten" doesn't count, I will say F. Scott Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby." Also a really good book

3. One book you would want on a desert island?
I think I will have to be a good Moody girl and say my Bible. :)

4. One book that made you laugh?
ummmm....this is a hard one but I guess it would have to be "Where the Wild Things are!"
"Let the Wild Rumpus Begin!"

5. One book that made you cry?
"Night" by Elie Weisel. Read it, you will cry too. I think I cried with "The Picture of Dorian Grey" too. That's oscar Wilde

6. One book you wish had been written?
Can God make a Rock so Big he Can't Lift it (and other unanswerable questions regarding the nature of God) By anyone in the Holy Trinity.

7.One book you wish had never been written?
Maybe Olson's "What in the World is God Doing" or "From Jerusalem to Irian Jaya". dry dry dry.

8. One book you are currently reading?
I have not been a very good reader lately but I am soon finishing "Cashflow Quadrants" by Robert Kiyosaki.

9. One book you have been meaning to read?
C.S. Lewis "Mere Christianity"

10. Now tag five ppls.
Jack, Karen, Samm, Judy, Kathrine

Mooseheart

2006-08-10T09:34:00.000-05:00

You are now talking to the newest set of Family Teachers, Jack and Sarah, at Mooseheart. We will have high school boys and start in September!

Also, they were serving samples of Vodka at Sam's Club and my church played that stupid Kanye West song, Gold Digger after the service lat week- for what purpose? I have no clue but I didn't like it, I'll tell you that much. I guess it doesn't matter much since we will be leaving to go to our new job!!!! yeah!!!

Waiting . . .

2006-07-21T15:40:00.000-05:00

I am waiting for Kendra to come get me and take me to get pictures with Eric, Mel and Joe Joe. I got a little bored so I thought I'd take a few mins to write a little about myself.

Let's Begin:
Pet peeves, in no particular order:
1. People tapping me on the shoulder- you got close enough to tap me on the shoulder which means you are close enough to open your lips and speak.
2. When people say things backwards or mixed up-
i.e. "What can I do ya for?" "Anywho." Or- by far the worst of them all- "How goes it?"
My grammer is not the best but come on!
3. The following words: Uber, goober, moist and beefy.
4. When people say Artsy Fartsy
5. When everyone is having fun and hanging out and someone says something like, "man, guys, this is what it's all about. Having fun, making memories. These are the days we will remember in years to come."
Thanks, thanks for that because now all I will remember is you saying that.
6. When people get very serious out of nowhere and ruin the fun.

What else would you all like to know. Maybe we will play 2 truths and a lie next, or some form of it.

Crystal, this is a prime example of me being my own biggest fan. How is it that I find these hilarious? Who knows.

A Conversation

2006-07-17T09:34:00.000-05:00

Crystal,

I feel like my blog is simply a conversation between you and I.

Cool picture

2006-07-14T22:57:00.000-05:00

I was looking through some pictures and found this picture that I love-

It's at our weddingm my husband is in the front, the dorky looking one :)

I want to . . .

2006-07-13T10:22:00.000-05:00

do something crazy to my hair
suggestions?

Jack and Daddy

2006-07-07T10:03:00.000-05:00

1. Isn't this a great picture of my guys?
2. Jack and I finished this 1,000 piece photomosaic puzzle (compliments for eric and melissa) yesterday!
3. My dad recently pointed out the resemblence between Winnie the Pooh and Little Jack. I think he got it right.

Reading reading reading

2006-06-30T22:26:00.000-05:00

jack has been reading for like 3 hours and I'm bored out of my gourd.Here is a poem I found while looking through some old xanga posts, hope you like it, it has no title.

Could my hands reach so far

as to touch the face of love defined,

would doubt dismiss from this,

a child of Him, Most Holy God Divine?

or would the dark of this child's heart prevail?-

tearing faith to broken and stale, leaving hands

that once could touch Him Most Real

full of sad heart, without joy to steal?

Unsure of stregnth of frail faith,

this I beg, God of All Things,

Bind my heart in faith to You,

My God

My King of Kings.

Ruth DeGolia, my childhood best friend

2006-06-28T15:47:00.000-05:00

Ruth Degolia, my child hood best friend was on the cover of Newsweek this week. Read the article here and find out more about this amazing girl! I'm so proud of her!

I've got no Yankee in me . . .

2006-06-24T23:01:00.000-05:00

Your Linguistic Profile:

80% General American English

10% Upper Midwestern

5% Midwestern

0% Dixie

0% Yankee

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Shades of Blue

2006-06-22T12:53:00.000-05:00

Perhaps a hard one to swallow but something I feel strongly about:

Shades of Blue by: Sarah Dixon

I grew up with those of a royal colored skin,
my mother was a tone of navy,
my father was a hue of sky.

And I always believed that all blues are the same within,
differences are merely a phantasm of the eye.

Once a shade of royal asked me for some pocket change.
I said, "I'm sorry ma'am, there's nothing I can do."
She called me a racist, which was an unfair exchange,
and in my mind I screamed,
"Who's the true racist? Me or you?"

Nothing

2006-06-20T09:05:00.000-05:00

Nothing? I'm quitting blogger...and xanga.

The Hills

2006-06-17T18:52:00.000-05:00

Poetry Rules:
1. If you have a single thought, good or bad, post it.
2. All constructive criticism welcome
3. You may not say a poem is good or bad without saying why.
4. Right now I'm in the writer's block of the century. I seriously have about 5 pieces that I actually like. So, in order to help me, leave a topic for me to write about- not a silly one and nothing broad like God or love, be specific.

The Hills
By: Sarah Dixon

Through gray day
I look to see it's end
-Where golden rays are chased
over dirt's unkempt hills and
stray flits of light reflect the
slipping of each burning rod
from hands that hope to keep
the hills from taking.
Though I push through fog's thickness,
I cannot see past the burn scarred hands
that hold the dense curtain open for the view.

I scream of day to but whisper
whether love has been slipped
into her hands to feed to me as I
curse the thought of seduction powers
to prostitute life as they please,
yet warn one who begs for signs:
-accede to charity, make nothing
of life that's a staggering fool,
who laughs through sobs
and raises his faithless voice
at every first cloud of morning.

I beg of God, do tell,
do raise fog's thickness and promise
to loose my hands from the unbearable heat
of today's last rid of goldenness
-if next day shows whether it holds love for me
or tells I should loose my heart from holding what
day's maker will not give and wait for another
rising over dirt's blessed and stealing hills.

It's the End of the World as We Know it

2006-06-15T15:50:00.000-05:00

Well, my world fell apart today. It started off on a high note as I was named the Tomato champion. I got a prize for being the champ:

When I was little, I had a doll from the show Rainbow Brite. In fact, I still have her- she is at my dad's house or I would take a picture. She was a little Fuzzy round ball with stars for ears and a little ball for a nose and long legs. Eric and Kendra (my brother and sister) once got mad at me and decided that it would be a good idea to cut off her ears and nose.

My prize for being the "Tomato Champion" was "StarBrite's Revenge."

I loved my prize and laughed very very hard. But, I found something peculiar about it. You see, the character I had grown to love was depitcted as a horse who very much resembled Star Lite and not the character I knew as Starbrite.

Come to find out, There is no character named Star Brite. The doll I have, is, in fact, a "Sprite" named Twink and it's a boy. My world is forever changed.

Dear Scott,
Thank you very much for my prize. I regret to inform you that the character you drew is not my beloved "Starbrite," but one of her co-stars named Starlite. I've recently learned that there is no "starbrite" but some goofy thing named "Twink." Your prize both made me extremely happy and extremely sad. I hope to do well in the next round and am aiming to win- a win for "StarBrite."

Invisible Friend

2006-06-14T18:22:00.000-05:00

These are the rules from here one out:
1. If you look at this and have a thought about it, good or bad, you must comment.
2. You may not say a comment such as "I like it," I hate it," I loathe it," etc. without leaving why. (You must say, I like the shade of green on his hand.)
3. I'd prefer you left more specific comments than the example cited in rule 2- I really want your thoughts on it!
4. I will give points ...Just kidding. Scott I wouldn't rip you off like that.

Happy commenting.

Me and My Shadow

2006-06-13T11:25:00.000-05:00

Today I woke up at almost 9 to a little grin and a tiny little hand grabbing my nose and then some laughing. Right now I am looking at a semi fussy baby during tummy time. He is wearing a onesie with cars on it that's says "Vroom" and some hand me down shorts from his cousin Joe that are blue with a car on them, they're almost too small. When I stand Jack up, he looks like he's trying to accentuate his shoulders by wearing shorts that hug his waist, like a body builder, one who refuses to roll over.

I am going to start watching a baby here a couple days a week in July. She's 3 month old, her name is Zola. I will continue freelancing but cut down on the number of clients I take. It's just not making us enough money. Jack is going on full time at his hotel and he put in his 2 week notice at PF Changs last night. We will miss the discounts.

I thought about taking a more literary approach to this blog; so, I will post again soon with some art or poetry which will be up for discussion. I'll repost when I think the discussion is done. Peace out.

Fleeing Scylla and Charybdis

2006-06-01T12:31:00.000-05:00

When I told my husband that I was thinking of starting a blogspot he said, "of course you are." I'm a sucker for trends, what can I say. I was also jealous of all of Eric's comments.