Allison, will you pimp my blog in January? I need some help. It could be an early morning endeavor at Beans and Brew.
Becky, get crunk. Let's get some soup!
Lindsey, I miss your smile and your art. Thanks for your encouragement!
Leisa B., I think you should start a blog, and when can Matt and I come over and suck the impurities out of our bodies through our feet?
Stalkers (including mom), I hope you are still reading and not leaving comments on purpose (you know who you are).
God, thank you for my life and my job. I'm sorry I've been so ungrateful lately.
To my students, I'm sorry I'm grouchy this week and overwhelmed. It's not my fault we have to stay at school until next TUESDAY! arrrgh!
To everyone else, hope your Christmas season is merry and bright, remember why we celebrate.. not for the cookies or the gifts, but the Reason.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Can I just tell you?
About my weekend? Can I? So, this is all going to sound like complaining and then you're going to say, "but Dana, you volunteered to do all this or signed up for all this" and I will say to you, "I'm not complaining. I'm debriefing."
So these lovely Christmas concerts that I have a love-hate relationship have left me with a mind that's running all the time and with very sore hands and fingers. I didn't realize that ALL of me was out of shape... now I know it's spread to my fingers. We had our big rehearsal for 5 1/2 hours this Saturday which was fun but exhausting all at the same time. The funny thing was, people kept disappearing before their song had been rehearsed so we kept having to call people and have them come back and move things around and "improvise". Not a great thing to do 5 days before the concerts.
I also played piano for church this weekend, which only added to my sore fingers. However, it's one of my favorite things to do, so I was thrilled to get to be a part of it. Just a little time consuming and it meant no sleeping in this morning. Not that I would have, given the following..
The Christmas Boutique! It was a huge success... we had such a great time, lots of people came. I'm so thankful to have a house where people are able to come and hang out. However, I'm not thankful for my obsessive-compulsiveish personality that thinks about every detail and tries to make everything the way she has it pictured in her head. I'm pretty sure that's not healthy. I think I have gotten over the whole care-too-much-about-what-others-think thing. However, I still have a hard time with obsess-over-everything-including-the-wassail-and-tablecloths-so-that-my-mind-can-be-at-ease. Any other fellow freaks? Anyway. Everyone made great stuff and we raised lots of money for charity too. Thanks so much to everyone who came.
THEN. Get this. Matt was up in our bedroom during the boutique with our dog, Scout, who YES had to get ANOTHER surgery and can't be around people for another 4 WEEKS. Well, apparently, he triggered something in his neck and CAN'T MOVE HIS HEAD. I'm taking him to our friend who is a chiropractor tomorrow at 7am before work to hopefully get it figured out. I've never seen him in that much pain, it totally freaked me out. I'm still freaked out, don't know how much sleeping there will be in our household tonight!
So, now that I look at my list on "paper", it doesn't seem that daunting. But know that it was and I'm exhausted! The good news? I'm in bed and can't wait to drift off and dream about... well, to be honest, showing up naked to the Christmas concerts. Have you noticed a sick theme with my dreams? yikes. Maybe I need dream therapy.
So these lovely Christmas concerts that I have a love-hate relationship have left me with a mind that's running all the time and with very sore hands and fingers. I didn't realize that ALL of me was out of shape... now I know it's spread to my fingers. We had our big rehearsal for 5 1/2 hours this Saturday which was fun but exhausting all at the same time. The funny thing was, people kept disappearing before their song had been rehearsed so we kept having to call people and have them come back and move things around and "improvise". Not a great thing to do 5 days before the concerts.
I also played piano for church this weekend, which only added to my sore fingers. However, it's one of my favorite things to do, so I was thrilled to get to be a part of it. Just a little time consuming and it meant no sleeping in this morning. Not that I would have, given the following..
The Christmas Boutique! It was a huge success... we had such a great time, lots of people came. I'm so thankful to have a house where people are able to come and hang out. However, I'm not thankful for my obsessive-compulsiveish personality that thinks about every detail and tries to make everything the way she has it pictured in her head. I'm pretty sure that's not healthy. I think I have gotten over the whole care-too-much-about-what-others-think thing. However, I still have a hard time with obsess-over-everything-including-the-wassail-and-tablecloths-so-that-my-mind-can-be-at-ease. Any other fellow freaks? Anyway. Everyone made great stuff and we raised lots of money for charity too. Thanks so much to everyone who came.
THEN. Get this. Matt was up in our bedroom during the boutique with our dog, Scout, who YES had to get ANOTHER surgery and can't be around people for another 4 WEEKS. Well, apparently, he triggered something in his neck and CAN'T MOVE HIS HEAD. I'm taking him to our friend who is a chiropractor tomorrow at 7am before work to hopefully get it figured out. I've never seen him in that much pain, it totally freaked me out. I'm still freaked out, don't know how much sleeping there will be in our household tonight!
So, now that I look at my list on "paper", it doesn't seem that daunting. But know that it was and I'm exhausted! The good news? I'm in bed and can't wait to drift off and dream about... well, to be honest, showing up naked to the Christmas concerts. Have you noticed a sick theme with my dreams? yikes. Maybe I need dream therapy.
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