Let me recomend a run just at sunrise. It’s pretty enough to keep you distracted from aching lungs and shins and cold enough to keep you alert.
Those of you in the northern hemisphere might want to wait for spring to attempt this. It’s bound to be a wee bit cold. The good news is that sunrise is later for you all so you’d get to sleep in.
I have a happy heart and feel oodles better than yesterday. May that always be said of each of us!
Or so my father says. He says that I have quite a readership (is that a word?) and that when your writing is enjoyable people expect you to write more.
On his blog my dad was talking about a booklet that we made for him when we were little. In honor of our childish cuteness I shall herein write an updated version. This one’s for you, Daddy!
Dad’s favorite food is…Cocoa Puffs
His favorite toys are…The dog: An interactive toy!
He spends most of his time doing these things…Praying, reading
I think he likes to spend his time…Talking to his girls (and the boy who’s always around his oldest girl) and his wife
My Dad is very smart. He knows about…God
I really like my Dad because he is… a loving father
Once when I was sad, my Dad made me feel better by…dancing independantly!
“I’m chasing sleep,” I told her, when she grabbed my wrist in her too-cold fingers and tried to hold me back. She pulled harder but I twisted free. It didn’t take more than an instant to choose which way to go. If I’d hesitated she would have caught me again. So I threw my body around, my dress catching between my knees, and took off down the street.
My bare feet slapped the pavement with an uneven smacking noise. I hadn’t noticed till then that the pavement was wet.
Wet ground means rain. Sure enough when I turned my face upwards for an instant, my eyelids caught the falling drops.
I was wet. I hate being wet, I thought. My hair started sticking to my face. Long tendrils grew longer with moisture and turned into thin serpents on my face. I wonder if they will start hissing soon? Read the rest of this entry »
Yesterday afternoon I realized that I had no way to get to the intern dinner. Usually the other intern in my house drives me, but she’s gone home for a week or so. I was in a pickle and no two ways about it.
After class the girls asked if I wanted to just go home with them. That would have been a ducky solution except for two things: one, my spirit doesn’t handle groups very easily right now and two, I needed groceries badly. When your meal choices are veggie noodles or potato, a Pack ‘n Save trip is vitally important.
On the way to Pack ‘n Save, while Nikki was driving, we came up with a brilliant plan. We would borrow Graham’s car and I would drop her off at the prayer room. I would then go to dinner and come back and pick her up afterwards. This meant that I WOULD BE DRIVING. *Pause for gasps of shock* I loved this plan, though I was a little afriad at first. Read the rest of this entry »
That title demanded a capital-letters attack.
That’s right, all you loyal blog-readers. I drove. In NZ. IN A BMW!
Expect to hear more about this very soon. For now, it’s bedtime
Remember those hideous assignments in high school English where you had to compare and contrast two things? I absolutely hated them. However, being a die-hard academic nowadays, I don’t mind doing that hated assignment outside of school.
So I offer you a comparison of NZ life to life in the US
Greetings
NZ- “How ya goin’” US- “Hi”
Foods
NZ- Kumera US- Sweet Potato
Sausage Hot dog
Chicken Stock Chicken Broth
Regular milk whole milk
Pavlova Meringue
Expressions-
NZ- “shocking” US- “What the heck?!”
“I reckon” “I think”
“Oz” ”Australia”
”Avo” “Avocado” or “afternoon”
“hey?” “?” (untranslateable)
Clothing-
NZ- Full-on shockingly 80’s US- Whatever Hollywood says is
cool
Hair cuts- (See above, add ‘mullets’ under NZ)
General-
NZ- Hideously expensive US-expensive
That’s a pretty good idea of the whole thing. Let me know if I left anything out
I’ve been reading the first couple of chapters of Esther over and over again lately. Until I got here I never realized the limitless layers of complexity in the Bible. The very fact that I’ve read the same two pages for two weeks and I keep finding stuff should tell you something. The Holy Spirit is just that cool. (Italics are verses, plain script are my thoughts.)
Today’s thoughts are from 2.8-18. Keep in mind that it’s all “Meghan opinions”, if you have anything to add I’d love to hear it. Read the rest of this entry »
Note- this is something of a cheat. It’s a ‘note’ I wrote on facebook a while back. I found it today and decided to repost it here. I like the subject and I like this particular train of thoughts. Perhaps you will too. Read the rest of this entry »
Tonight in celebration of Jess’ 26th birthday, we had a bonfire on the beach at the Mount.
On our way there we stopped at the Starbucks on the Mount and got black & white hot chocolates. Though it’s spring and the days are nice and warm, the beach tends to be windy and cold in the evenings. Being inside Starbucks was a lovely little taste of home. Thank goodness for chain coffee shops with identical decor and music. It even smelled like home. Read the rest of this entry »
