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Marley & Me

Monday, June 27th, 2011

I finally got to see Marley & Me last night, a movie I’ve been wanting to see since I finished the book about a year ago. It was very well done, and followed the book very closely (something I was relieved to see). It made me laugh and left me blubbering at the end, just like the book. The movie was almost as good as the book. The thing that makes the book stand out so is Grogan’s amazing storytelling.

Watching Owen Wilson play the struggling reporter and writer reminded me of reading the book and how well written it was. It also made me miss writing. I’ve slacked in my writing lately, due to various reasons. Partly is work stress, and just being overwhelmed by the day to day life that often consumes me. I think the other part is writer’s block. Some days I simply feel that I have nothing worthwhile to say.

I would like to try and get back to my three blog a week goal. I miss the sense of fulfillment of crafting and completing those blogs. Although I know it will be a struggle, I think it’s a worthwhile struggle. This morning, I’m struggling just writing this blog. I don’t know if it’s hormones or the Monday blahs, but the simple act of putting words to computer screen is kind of taking everything I have.

I’m trying new things to get the words flowing again. Yesterday I played with magnetic poetry again. Didn’t craft any poetry, just sorted the words into parts of speech. Sounds silly, I know, but it’s near impossible to put together anything good with verbs interspersed with adjectives. I didn’t even finish sorting, but doing that for twenty minutes was good. Just looking at the words got my brain moving a bit.

I’m also writing in a new spot today. I’m outside, on my anniversary present (one of them. The other was a leather journal.) I’m sitting outside on one of the chairs that my husband set up, with an empty cup of coffee on the table that he bought to go with the chairs. I seem to be in a rut sitting in my living room, and since it’s not a million degrees outside yet, it seemed like a good idea to take the writing party outside.

So there may not be quality writing coming, but hopefully there will at least be writing coming.

Reasons I love my husband

Tuesday, June 21st, 2011

1. His unending and ever surprising sense of humor. Even after three years, I still burst out laughing at his jokes.

2. His brutal honesty. I NEVER have to guess what MY man is thinking.

3. His devilish eyes and grin. If he were four, I’d think he was in trouble all the time. What can I say… it’s endearing. 🙂

4. I can tell him anything. And I mean anything. People always say the key to relationships is communication, and I agree. We have very open communication, and it’s why our marriage is so great.

5. Even though we can talk about anything, complete silence is also totally comforting. Just being with him makes me feel safe.

6. I hear “I love you” at least once a day, usually several times. Sometimes it’s simply through a text in the middle of the day. I never have to wonder how he feels about me.

7. He will jump into housework or meal prep without being asked. And he’s a great cook.

8. His smarts. I recently commented to him that I am someday going to ask a question that he will not know the answer to.

9. His sensitivity. Shhh… don’t let that out too much.

10. He’s not afraid to go shopping with me. I’ve ended up with some good outfits from him because he keeps his eyes open when we shop.

Happy Anniversary, babe. I love you lots.

Third anniversary project

Monday, June 20th, 2011

With Drew and I’s third anniversary (!) fast approaching, I brainstormed ideas on special things to do. A friend tries to “recreate” her wedding cake each year for her anniversary, and I thought this was a cool idea. Armed with a 50% off coupon for Michael’s, I found a cupcake cake pan that looked vaguely like our wedding cake.

I couldn’t remember exactly what flavor our wedding cake was (I vaguely remember chocolate and raspberry…), plus I knew I couldn’t make it as good as our friend LaDon who made the original. So I just decided to make any flavor and have fun with my limited cake decorating skills.

Since my hubby is such a chocolate/peanut butter fan, I decided to make a chocolate/peanut butter cake. I searched through a cupcake recipe book that my sister had given me and found a recipe. The recipe entailed FOUR different recipes and turned out to be more time consuming than I thought. I ended up making two separate cake batters and combining them, and then made two different frostings. Whew.

I ended up baking the cakes one night and making the frosting the next. I was hoping to get a nice swirly pattern when I mixed the batters but it ended up all mushing together into a brownish hue.

The cake took awhile to bake, since the pan was so deep. It ended up being a tad dry, and I wonder if it’s from having to bake so long.

I made chocolate and peanut butter frosting.

I used the peanut butter frosting as the filling between the layers. Good thing, cause that stuff proved hard to work with. After boiling butter, brown sugar, and water, I mixed in the peanut butter and vanilla. The recipe said to put the frosting on while hot, but I was afraid I’d melt the cake. But then I realized that it was getting hard as it cooled. So I went ahead and put it between the layers. I’m glad I did, because it was about impossible to do much with it after it cooled. And it separated from the oil. Weird stuff. I managed to do a bit of decorating with it, but not much, as it proved really hard to get that stuff through any of my decorating tips.

The chocolate frosting was much easier to work with.

 

Mustering all the cake decorating skills I could remember, I managed to frost the cake. It was a bit difficult to get all the spots covered. I think I probably needed a wider tip that would cover more surface area. I did my best and tried to fill in all the bare areas. Then I got as creative as I could with the leftover peanut butter frosting. I had originally thought I might whip up a batch of white frosting to do a little extra fancy decorating, but I was done with making frosting. I made do with what I had.

So, far from perfect, but pretty darn cute, I’d say. I really could have used a double batch of chocolate frosting, but as I said, I was done. With all the extra batter, I made a few cupcakes that I’ll deliver to my sis, since she also has an anniversary this week.

I think I got baking out of my system for awhile.

Rocking

Saturday, June 11th, 2011

After an especially long, frustrating work week, I discovered that I was going to be alone for worship leading. Well, not completely alone. I had a percussionist and a couple vocalists. But no other guitarists. No keyboards. No bass. Just little ol’ me. Gulp.

I have shared before about my insecurities on guitar. Years ago, the thought of playing in front of people terrified me. I was fine strumming alone on my bedroom floor. But as soon as people were around, my clumsy hands could not function. The chords that I had down moments before all of a sudden were just not happening. I intentionally made myself play with a band to increase my confidence and ability. As long as other guitarists were playing with me to cover up my mistakes, I was okay. But don’t ask me to sing and play. I couldn’t keep the rhythm up while singing a melody line.

After a couple years of doing sing-a-longs, I’ve learned to sing and play. My confidence increased, and the chords came easier and sounded better. Now I’m still learning to stop covering up for mediocre guitar playing.

When I discovered I was going to be alone, I started frantically practicing the set list. Within  a couple minutes, I noticed the pick was feeling a little flimsy in my fingers. I looked down to discover this.

A broken pick? What??? I felt like I did when I pulled a pick out of my pant’s pocket while doing laundry.  It makes me feel like a REAL guitar player! I’m really rocking now!

So, I practiced and played by myself. And did well. There are still lots of things to work on and improvements to be made. I still need lots of practice. But I will take these little victories as they come.

During rehearsal right before worship, another flimsy pick cracked. I really must be rocking! Or the picks are all old and it’s time to buy new ones.

I’m going with the rocking theory.