tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167013162024-03-07T17:51:57.471-06:00Blogger ArrowPointing the Way Through a Crazy and Fun-Filled Life -
Inexclusively Featuring: Random Insanity (randsanity), Literary Reviews, Humor, Postmodern Musings, The LoL, Social Justice, Monkeys, Random Quotes, Pirates and (of course) Caffeinelisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.comBlogger319125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-67562436786692445412010-05-01T11:19:00.002-06:002010-05-03T11:24:33.941-06:00It's Official!I've offically launched my new blog!<br />
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After an eight year run here, it's definitely time for something new. Yes, I will still keep this domain in case I decide there's something decidedly non-bookish I need to blog about, but otherwise look for more regular updates for me in my new blog home:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="http://herbookself.blogspot.com/">http://herbookself.blogspot.com</a></b></div><br />
Thanks to all those who have read, commented on, and joined in my randsanity over the years. Hopefully you'll follow me in my new endeavor which will include book reviews, literary quotes, discussions on reading and readers, author interviews, and who knows whaat other craziness I will get myself into!<br />
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Cheers!lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-77023425876550256012010-04-26T21:02:00.000-06:002010-04-27T15:10:02.434-06:00ContemplatingI'm thinking it's time to retire this blog.<br />
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That's not to say that I'll give up blogging, but I think it could be time for a new incarnation of my online thoughts. I'm debating starting a book blog although part of me feels that that may mean an entrance into an overly saturated market. On the other hand, it would be a somewhat bottomless source of material. <br />
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Blogger Arrow may continue. I'm sure there will be the day when the odd spot of hilarity inspires me to jot something out. But then again, I've had a good run here and it could just be time to start fresh with something brand new.<br />
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We'll see.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-90947696945474301252010-02-04T16:33:00.001-06:002010-03-15T13:45:38.647-06:00An Overdue Book...(not from the library)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://pics.librarything.com/picsizes/c9/25/c92507058d4c2a759774c5a5377434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://pics.librarything.com/picsizes/c9/25/c92507058d4c2a759774c5a5377434d414f4541.jpg" /></a></div>I've often heard Margaret Mitchell's novel <i>Gone With The Wind</i> referred to as "a classic" or a "must read" book, but before reading it, I wondered if the text had become overshadowed by the iconic 1939 film. Even seeing the title on the cover causes strains of the memorable theme music (Da-DEEE-de-daaaah...) to echo in my head. Though it's been years since I've seen the movie, I wanted to approach the book with eyes that looked at Mitchell's words directly and not see Clark Gable and Vivien Leigh in my mind. People that know what a voracious reader I am were shocked and amazed to learn that this was my first time reading the book, but none were surprised by how much I enjoyed it. <br />
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The story is a familiar one, with Scarlett O'Hara as the prominent belle of the south residing in splendor at Tara, her family's plantation. Her easy-going carefree life of balls and barbecues - and her pastime of pining after Ashley Wilkes - is drastically upset by the onset of the Civil War. The epic American conflict is recounted through Scarlett's eyes and the drama of the war is paralleled with the daily struggles of the women left behind struggling to feed themselves and their families. Meanwhile, tangled webs and love triangles are set up as Ashley marries Melanie Hamilton and Scarlett weds Melanie's brother, Charles - leaving Scarlett as sister-in-law to the wife of the man she really loves. Adding to this particular drama, is the dashing figure of Rhett Butler who has an eye for Scarlett's fiery Irish personality which perfectly matches his own. <br />
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Through the days of the war, the South's surrender, and the chaos of Reconstruction, Mitchell's novel follows these expertly drawn and fully realized characters as well as a supporting cast that brings the settings and struggles alive. The writing is stirring and emotional with themes of love and loss, and the descriptions are amazingly vivid, bringing balance to an action-filled plot. Scarlett O'Hara is not always a likable heroine but even when the reader disagrees with her actions and despises her motives, there remains something admirable in her gumption and passion for life. Though the film is excellent (I admit that Gable and Leigh were expertly cast, staying true to Mitchell's descriptions) even at four hours of running length it can only scratch the surface of this amazing novel. The depth and detail ensconced in almost 900 pages of text provide a richness to the story that assures Gone With the Wind its rightful place as an American masterpiece. <span class="rating"></span>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-58488493133039902232010-01-22T15:31:00.001-06:002010-01-22T15:33:00.804-06:00Couldn't Have Said It Better...<blockquote><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="text-align: center;">"Cynicism is not realistic and tough. It's unrealistic and kind of cowardly because it means you don't have to try." - Peggy Noonan</h3></blockquote><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="text-align: center;"> </h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I found this quote online this morning and thought it was worth a reflection. Optimism has always been easy for me, but I know that some people look down on the "always look on the bright side" philosophy and find it irritating if not outright annoying. And I guess for the most part, I'm better classified as a stoic than an optimist. I don't believe that everything is always sunny and wonderful. Some things (earthquakes, cancer, unemployment) are hard to smile about, but stoicism provides the nice cover of knowing that everything will be alright - even if it isn't right now. But cynicism is one school of thought that I just can't buy into and I think the quote above is a pretty good summation of why. I think cynicism is too often a surrender to fatalism in the mask of bold, gritty, realism. Cynics will point out the truth of how messed up the world really is, but what good is embracing that truth without the belief that change is both possible and worth it?</span><br />
</h3>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-35789247226737445782010-01-14T13:23:00.001-06:002010-01-14T13:33:58.612-06:00Happy Nerd Year!I know I never finished the 12 blogs of Christmas, but I thought this was too funny not to post. Not that it's anything that most of you didn't already know....<br />
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This was the original Nerd Test that I took a while back, <br />
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<img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/nq/3da57b0395.gif" alt="I am nerdier than 93% of all people. Are you a nerd? Click here to take the Nerd Test, get geeky images and jokes, and write on the nerd forum!"></a><br />
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but I was notified that it was recently updated. You'll all be pleased to know that my new title is: Uber Cool Nerd Queen.<br />
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<img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/nt2/2c4a49bb72b2793a.png" alt="NerdTests.com says I'm an Uber Cool Nerd Queen. Click here to take the Nerd Test, get nerdy images and jokes, and talk to others on the nerd forum!"><br />
</a>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-75360601759346911082010-01-05T20:42:00.075-06:002010-01-14T14:29:09.522-06:002009: The Year in (Book) ReviewCourtesy of LibraryThing.com, here's a cover mash of the 91 books I tagged "Finished in 2009": <br />
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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0060828587.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /></a><a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0312371322.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0312371322.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /></a><a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0385522037.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0385522037.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /></a><a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0739328255.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0739328255.01._SX99_SY142_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /></a><a href="http://pics.librarything.com/picsizes/73/99/73993e2d780335d593674775077426a41493441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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</div>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-18286557533631752822009-12-16T16:16:00.001-06:002009-12-16T16:18:13.525-06:00The Twelve Blogs of Christmas (5): Little Drummer Girl<div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><span style="font-size: small;"><b> <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>I have no gift to bring</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>That's fit to give a King...</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Shall I play for you?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>I played my drum for Him,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>I played my best for Him.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Then He smiled at me.</b></span><br />
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I thought I would go back to my original intention of The Twelve Blogs of Christmas and pick an obscure Christmas song lyric that oddly relates to my life. This one comes from two different vereses of The Little Drummer Boy. I realized it's hard to think of that song without the excess "pa rum pa pum pum rrrrrum pum pum pum" interludes but in the words above I think there's a pretty profound encounter with Christ going on. The drummer boy is lamenting - in the line just before the ones I chose - that he is a poor boy, just like the Christ child. Unlike the magi with their extravagent offerings of gold, frankincense, and myrrh, the fictional percussionist has nothing to give...except his service. He realizes that although he has no material goods, he can do for Jesus what he is good at doing: he can drum. In the next verse, following some poetry about musical barnyard animals we find that the drummer boy not only plays for Jesus, he plays his <i><b>best</b></i> for Jesus. I think that's the offering that God is always looking for. And the next line always gives me a little chill - "Then He smiled at me".<br />
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There's something about Christmas that sends the volunteerism bug echoing through people. There's that goody-goody happy feeling that people get when they help others and with a sort of infectious cheer everyone jumps on that band wagon at Christmas time. But I wonder if maybe there's an even better reason to serve. Maybe by giving the gift of ourselves, giving the very best of ourselves, we can bring a smile to the face of God. What better reward for the gift of serving - and not just any efforts, but our very best - than to see God smiling? <br />
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For the seventh year in a row Tony and I are serving at the East Aurora Gift Mart with Community 4:12. For those that haven't heard me gush about this awesome event, our church partners with other churches and businesses to collect a massive amount of new toys ($6-20 each). We then bring these toys over to schools in East Aurora and while we host a Christmas party for the kids at the schools, we set up a gift mart and sell the toys to the parents for $2 each. The money raised then goes back to the schools. It acts as a win-win-win situation in that the children have a blast, the parents get affordable gifts while still having the dignity to purchase their own, and it's a fundraiser for the schools. We call the model giving a hand-up rather than a hand-out. Seven years ago we began this endeavor at a single school in East Aurora. Now we have two gift marts in East Aurora serving four different elementary schools as well as a gift mart in East Joliet too.<br />
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At multiple events throughout the year - and especially at Christmas time - serving always reminds me of The Little Drummer Boy. I don't have a lot to give God in terms of material goods. My entire yearly salary is probably less than what some people at my church tithe. But I can serve. That's the song I can play. And I will play for Him. And I will play my best for Him.<br />
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Then He smiled at me.<br />
Me and my drum.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-5208135464150049562009-12-10T11:16:00.001-06:002009-12-10T11:16:51.215-06:00The Twelve Blogs of Christmas (4): Prancer's in a Mini-Mall Near My House!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I can't tell you how many years it's been since I've seen the Christmas movie <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098115/plotsummary">Prancer</a> about a young girl who finds one of Santa's errant reindeer and hides him in a barn to nurse him back to health, but in every preview for the movie (on TV or back in the day when it first hit theaters) there was one line that was always played and it's when the girl cries out, "Prancer's in a shed near my house!" If you've seen it, you know what I'm talking about. There is no shed by my house so it turns out this year Prancer decided to hang out at the mini-mall near Costco.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I think he recognized my hat....<br />
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</div>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-14125028108301870122009-12-08T11:34:00.001-06:002009-12-08T11:34:48.916-06:00The Twelve Blogs of Christmas: (3) SantasticIn a follow up to my previous post about <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/twelve-blogs-of-christmas-2-my-favorite.html">my favorite accessory</a>, I invented a new word. (It's been a while since I've come up with <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/dewfeine.html">one</a>...) I give you:<br />
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<blockquote><b>Santastic: <i style="color: #666666;">(adj) </i><span style="color: #666666;">portmanteau of Santa and Fantastic; used to describe something that exudes Christmas spirit and brings joy, happiness or brightness to someone else in the manner of Santa Claus bringing smiles to children. </span> </b><br />
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Go on, use it in a sentence and add it to your vocabulary. <i>Example:</i> "The Christmas movie Elf is Santastic!" "My friend Lisa is filled with <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2003/11/lol42-just-about-write.html">randsanity</a> or maybe just <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/dewfeine.html">Dewfeine</a>. She went around town all day on Saturday in a wacky holiday sweater and a santa hat. She's so Santastic!"<br />
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Wishing you a very Santastic holiday season!lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-31787839741294017462009-12-06T20:05:00.002-06:002009-12-08T11:20:35.959-06:00The Twelve Blogs of Christmas: (2) My Favorite AccessoryOn Saturday, to celebrate my mom's birthday we gathered my whole family for "Breakfast with Santa" at my parents church. Yes, it was a little bizarre to be one of the oldest people there without children, but it was fun to have the whole family together and celebrate the coming holiday as well as my mom's birthday. And in honor of the holiday spirit I donned one of my favorite winter accessories: my santa hat.<br />
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It was a convenient addition to my outfit in that it kept my head warm and also concealed my less than neat hairdo resulting from my hurried shower and incomplete drying of my hair (we had to be there at 8am and Tony wasn't home from work until 9pm on Friday, you do the math). Plenty of people were sporting the Kringle chapeaus at the event but the rest of the day was rather amusing. Seeing as how I commited myself to a day of hat hair, I decided just to leave the hat on as I went about errands and activities for all of Saturday. <br />
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My first stop was Costco. In line at Customer Service, a man walked past me on his way out the door. He glanced my way and then after passing me, backtracked three steps, and leaned over to conspiratorially tell me, "I gotta say, I love the hat." This brought almost as much of a smile to my face as in the center of the store when a gentlemen pushing a cart carrying two kids walked by me. He didn't pay me much notice, but his two kids spotted my bright head head and pointed me out with cheers of "SANTA CLAUS!!" I smiled and waved like a minor celebrity. Multiple other smiles and giggles were passed my way throughout the shopping trip and through the various other stores I visitied that afternoon. And of course I was met with more than one "Feliz Navidad" as I joined my parents at a Mexican restaurant for dinner.<br />
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I've never had a problem making a fool of myself to bring others happiness. I don't know what it is about a red furry hat that brings a smile to the faces of strangers, but I'm more than willing to spread that small bit of cheer however I can. Plus, it really was a nice way to keep my head warm...lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-67880556183795225182009-12-01T11:06:00.006-06:002009-12-01T11:28:48.809-06:00The 12 Blogs of Christmas: (1) The Gift of the Magi~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ <br />
<i>I want to resurrect an idea I had on my blog a few years back (<a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html">December '05</a>) where I had 12 blogs in the month of December that all dealt with a theme of Christmas. Previously I focused on Christmas songs, but this year might be a bit more varied. Enjoy!</i><br />
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Over on <a href="http://ellieisanewthing.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-11-25T06%3A51%3A00-06%3A00&max-results=1">her blog</a> and also on Facebook, my friend Ellen asked a question about favorite Christmas books. I have a decent number of books tagged "Christmas" in my LibraryThing account (see the search box on the right if you're curious) but after I posted her my reply, I thought of another favorite Christmas story that I haven't thought about for many years. It's a short story, so it didn't come to mind right away when I thought of Christmas books, but it remains a favorite nonetheless. It's by the author O. Henry (a wonderful pen name as well as a candy bar) and the story is called <a href="http://www.online-literature.com/o_henry/1014/">The Gift of the Magi</a>.<br />
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The story is in the public domain so if you click the link above, you can get the whole text of it, and if you've never read it, I highly recommend doing so now. Go on, O. Henry is a much better author than I am so you'll enjoy it much more than my ramblings. I reread it the other day and it hit me as especially profound in today's world of economic hard times.<br />
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I'm one of those people that delights in gift giving and I'm ashamed to admit that I love giving expensive gifts too. But recently I've been leaning towards more inexpensive but thoughtful gifts and it's left me ruminating on the short story. Instead of showing off possessions that inspire envy in others, I would rather people look at Tony and I and realize that we give gifts wisely. It's why a portion of our Christmas shopping is for people in East Aurora that we've never met as well as for my awesome nieces and nephews. It's why even before we start spending for family we send money through Compassion for a gift for the child we sponsor.<br />
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So in light of Black Friday (yes I was shopping at 3am) and Cyber Monday (I still can't be persuaded that online is the way to go), and our continuing difficult economy, I thought I'd share this story about the theme of giving. My favorite part is the quote,<br />
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<blockquote><b>"Let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi." - O. Henry</b><br />
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Hope it touches your heart as it has mine.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-86784737475588769982009-11-30T18:25:00.001-06:002009-11-30T18:28:26.392-06:00Sweet Success!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I finished my novel. *phew* This makes me a three-peat NaNoWriMo winner for whatever that's really worth. I know the next question on everyone's mind is, why don't you look to publish anything, but I'm still young and I'm learning and growing as a writer and I have a lot of learning and growing as a writer left to do. I can honestly say that what I came up with in '08 was way better than what I composed in '07 and I think my '09 work, though possibly a weaker story, is probably better written than my '08. Cheers to all those who NaNo-ed with me and special thanks to those that cheered me on along the way. I got very close to giving up mid-month and probably would have without such cool people supporting me.<br />
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Some people might look at this accomplishment as just a silly game. I wrote a crappy 96 page story, big whoop, right? But aside from writing, NaNoWriMo is also about the focusing on a goal, dedication above distraction, and pursuing creative ideals. If you look at the <a href="http://blog.nanowrimo.org/node/163">stats</a> too, less than 20% of the participants that start NaNoWriMo actually reach the 50,000 word mark (last year was actually the record-high for wins with 18.2% of writers winning). So I guess that's worth at least a nod of admiration for sticking through what most abandon. (But even those that don't reach 50K have something to be proud of. As I've told friends, even if you write 1000 words for NaNoWriMo, that's 1000 words you would not have written otherwise!)<br />
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But I think I've put in enough words for today. I'll try to keep my prolific writing up with more blogs in the next month. For now, break out the bubbly and join me in a toast to the wonderful world of writing!lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-85192075541978088732009-11-19T21:40:00.000-06:002009-11-19T21:40:49.097-06:00I swear they aren't in kilts...I love my laptop computer. it's pretty much a dinosaur, weighs a ton of bricks, and offers me second-degree burns if I use eit on my lap too long, but i really do love the thing. Most of my attachment to it is sentimental. I'veee covered it with some of my favorite stickers (NaNoWriMo onees, a goonies stickere, and NevereWear's Scary Trouseer one) so it has a fun and whimsical look to it and it's also been with me through somee fun times. I finisheed my '08 NaNowriMo on it and so far it's serving me weell through '09. <br />
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And in a rare break from noveling, I'm using it to compose this blog entry now too. <br />
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Which eexplains what you may have noticed that there aree some things looking a little eodd about my writing tonight. I have a few sticky keys on my keyboard. Namely, the shift key which makes for some rrather difficult capitalizations, as well as the 'e' and the 'r' keys which rrepeat themselves at odd increements with rather unpredictable frequenciesee. <br />
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Of course, these arre things that are easy to corrrect, but i thought I would write this with no corrections just to show how amusing things can look if you geet rrandomly repetitive 'r's and 'e's into normal sentences. In my novel it's been especially funny because thee word 'the' (corrected) more often then not comees across as 'thee'. add in that with the rrolling 'rr' and it seeeems that most of my characters are speaking with Scottish accents.<br />
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So far though, none of them are wearring kilts.<br />
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35,000 words and counting....lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-85047352246769906522009-11-17T15:18:00.002-06:002009-11-17T15:21:32.775-06:00NaNo Halfway and Something DifferentI'm just past the 26,000 mark in my novel. I'm not having quite as much fun with the story as I did last year. I think it's one of the deals where I can't force humor, though in the right mood I can come up with some pretty amusing stuff. I guess I was just in a more lighthearted mood last year. But then, so was the rest of the country it seems...<br />
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This year is teaching me how much my emotions are tied to my writing. When my energy levels are low, in walks writer's block. When I feel a fit of giggles sneaking up on me, that's when I'll write the funny parts. And when I'm just peacefully content, that's when I come up with the inventive adventuresome part.<br />
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In a note of encouragement, a friend told me that "you have to write a lot of crap before you get to be good", and in a strangely negative way it makes me feel better. I might be in the stage where I'm writing 'a lot of crap' right now, and that's okay. What matters is that I am writing.<br />
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In a slightly related note, my friend Sean (who falls into the friends-that-write-way-better-than-me category) posted a facebook note about a fiction contest over at <a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2009/11/16/100-word-fiction-com.html">BoingBoing.net</a> It sounds like the prizes are essentially awarded at random, but I entered more as a chance to take on the challenge of writing a story in just 100 words. It made a nice contrast to NaNoWriMo in which I'm often fluffing up ideas to boost word count. The theme was "Found in Space" and here's what I composed (in about 12 minutes on my lunch break):<br />
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They would not have landed if the computer read ‘Uninhabitable', but the weary travelers needed a reprieve from decades floating in space. The natives looked and spoke like them - an amazing coincidence considering the multitude of tongues spoken in the galaxy – which made easy the procurement of food and fuel.<br />
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Six years later, they still lived in solitude. No aliens welcomed them, learned who they were or where they came from, so eventually they left. Their stop gave new meaning to the word ‘alienation’ - the only memory they would take with them from their brief time on Earth.<br />
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Okay back to my novel.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-41039186386002753052009-11-11T11:11:00.000-06:002009-11-11T13:51:27.926-06:00A ConversationI was at the Naperville train station this morning going through one of my waiting-for-the-train routines of reading the headlines through the glass of the newspaper vending machines. The Chicago Sun Times and The Naperville Sun both displayed front page pictures of the <a href="http://www.suburbanchicagonews.com/napervillesun/photos/-1,gallery_honor-flags_na111009.photogallery?index=3">flag display at rotary hil</a><a href="http://www.suburbanchicagonews.com/napervillesun/photos/-1,gallery_honor-flags_na111009.photogallery?index=3">l</a>: 2009 flags on the hill for Veteran's Day 2009. As I looked at the beautiful photos, a stranger's voice behind me spoke up.<br /><br />"Have you been over to see it yet?"<br /><br />I glanced up and saw a young man, probably around my age or just past thirty at the oldest. I hesitate to admit it but he looked like my typical image of a young Naperville resident. His hair was shaggy and spiked with gel in the I-meant-to-look-messy way that seems popular now and his clothes appeared a combination of Abercrombie and Gap though no conspicuous labels were shown.<br /><br />"No," I replied to his question. "But some of my friends visited and I saw some great pictures."<br /><br />"It's amazing," he said plainly. There was no trace of awe or inspiration in his voice, it was as though he was stating simple fact, not opinion.<br /><br />"They did a great job with it," I said gesturing to the pictures on the papers in front of us. "It's a really...powerful gesture." I searched for the right word, but 'powerful' seemed to convey the imagery created best.<br /><br />"You got that right," he concurred. "Five years in the marines and I was moved to tears."<br /><br />In a stroke of awful timing, he conveyed this last fact to me just as he turned to walk toward the train that pulled up behind us.<br /><br />"Thank you!" I called after him, but aside from a brief nod of his head he had nothing more to add to our exchange. I hope sincerity echoed in my voice; sincerity, pride, and honor.<br /><br />A brief pang of shame struck me as he walked away. I never would have guessed this young commuter was a veteran. If he were in full uniform I may have saluted, applauded or even bought him a morning coffee to show my appreciation. All I could do though was call out my hurried thanks over the shrieks and hiss of the train's brakes. I had inadvertently pegged him in my mind as a Naperville yuppie, the usual guy who elbows in front of me to get on the train first or pointedly ignores the opportunity to offer his seat when I'm standing in heels after a long day: the kind of commuter that I sometimes think should be a little nicer or a little kinder, the person I think owes me something ...when in fact I owe him so many of the freedoms I take for granted every day of my life.<br /><br />Thank you to all the men and women that have served and are currently serving this country. Thank you to all those who have lost loved ones in the military. Your sacrifices are worth more than I can ever say.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-9752104855733890132009-11-05T11:23:00.003-06:002009-11-05T11:30:56.564-06:00Communication<div style="text-align: center;">"And I wonder where these dreams go, when the world gets in your way.<br />What's the point in all this screaming no one's listening anyway."<br />- Goo Goo Dolls, Acoustic #3<br />~~~~<br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial,helvetica;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span><br />Communication has been frustrating me lately. A lot. <br /><br />Both at work and in my NaNoWriMo project. At work it's saying the same thing multiple ways and using every ounce of energy to explain yourself, only to be entirely unheard or misunderstood. In my writing, it's my frustrations with not being able to get the right descriptions out and feeling like whatever poetry I create is just a repeat of something that's been said or done before. So I'm frustrated. Feeling like I'm speaking and shouting and still can't get my point, my thoughts, my ideas out.<br /><br />And then I realize that's probably how God feels most of the time.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-74136170266304581582009-10-29T14:53:00.002-06:002009-10-29T15:09:42.987-06:00Because it's not there.On the brink of October ending, I have more on my mind than just Halloween. Once again I find myself pondering - and foolishly committing to - National Novel Writing Month, better known as NaNoWriMo. NaNoWriMo is a writing challenge to take the month of November and, by writing around 1700 words each day, write a 50,000 word novel. I've participated and "won" for the past two years (winning involves completing 50,000 words before midnight on November 30th) but I'm hesitant to participate again. <br /><br />My first reason for stalling is that I don't have too many ideas. This is the first year that I've struggled to develop a title and though I've been working through some outlining and pre-writing, I just don't know if my ideas are any good. Secondly, I feel a bit like I've already completed two 50,000+ projects that are for the most part unreadable and in desperate need of editing. I've yet to take the steps of revisiting my work and polishing it so I feel a little senseless persuing another draft when my first two have gone nowhere. <br /><br />But when I think about the fun involved of seeing a story come to life... when I take a day and write a character that I never even planned to create... there's a thrill to it. Yes, there are the frustrating days when I want to dropkick my laptop out the train door. Yes, there are the writer's block moments when I seem to plug out nothing but cheesy dialog. But when each day brings me closer to a novel - even a largely unreadable first draft of a novel - it's exciting. And completion is pure elation. <br /><br />Funny thing is, as much as I like to write and to write about writing, I don't like to talk about my novel. I think it's near impossible to say the words "my novel" outloud without sounding a bit pretentious. Go ahead try it, "The other day I was working on my novel..." - don't you instantly sound a bit more full of yourself? Maybe it's just me. My writer identity (I still can't use the word *author*) isn't one I'm completely comfortable with. A sure fire way to make me blush is to bring up my writing in public. <br /><br />I'm giving it another go, though. I came across a quote the other day that read, "Why do writers write? Because it isn't there." For me, that's what NaNoWriMo is about. I'm not pursuing publication. I don't even write for an audience. It's just about me creating something new. Because it isn't there.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-19163093267734802932009-10-23T20:52:00.000-06:002009-10-23T21:16:02.936-06:00About to Break<blockquote>I cannot take this anymore, I'm saying everything I've said before,<br />All these words they make no sense, I found bliss in ignorance,<br />Less I hear the less you'll say, but you'll find that out anyway!<br />Just like before…<br />Everything you say to me, takes me one step closer to the edge,<br />And I'm about to break!<br />I need a little room to breathe, 'cause I'm one step closer to the edge,<br />And I'm about to break!<br />I find the answers aren't so clear, wish I could find a way to disappear,<br />All these thoughts they make no sense, I found bliss in ignorance,<br />Nothing seems to go away, Over and over again,<br />Just like before…<br />~Linkin Park</blockquote>I don't always listen to angry punk rock music, but I actually really like Linkin Park. This song got me thinking though. What do you do when you feel like you're about to break? I know we've all been there at one point or another. And if you're lucky enough to have a long enough fuse that you've never been in a spot where the powder keg of your mind was about to blow from the pressures around you, share your secrets because I'm sure the rest of us are quite curious.<br /><br />For me, I just get stressed sometimes. I let little things worry me more than they should. I let expectations from others take a greater priority than God's image of me. And I get to thinking that I'm way more important than I am - that the world can't go on without me running at a frantic pace. This week has been one such stress-fest. Work would be infinitely easier if I could be in two places at once - or at least manage to grow an extra pair of arms. I started to think I could stand being the world's first octopus-human hybrid just to improve my ability to multitask. That's when I realized I needed some perspective.<br /><br />I took the day off on Thursday. My awesome husband Tony was at home (he starts a new job on Monday) and I decided nothing at work was more important than spending some free time with him - and regaining my sanity with much needed rest. I cleared my schedule by working my butt off on Wednesday and spent Thursday relaxing. Seriously, I did next to nothing. I slept til nine, stayed in my pj's until noon, caught up on the previous two episodes of Top Chef, did some reading, and worked on a blanket I'm crocheting. It was awesome.<br /><br />I realized I've only had three non-sick days off work this whole year so far and my longest "vacation" was July's bout with Poison Ivy. (I was on way to many drugs to actually enjoy that time off.) But overworking was not me getting more done. It was me burning myself out. Pushing myself to get more done until I was wound up so tight that the smallest things set me snapping unfairly at others. I needed rest. True rest.<br /><br />I realized that this is why God created a Sabbath. It sounds corny because I know I've heard it preached in church multiple times, but I haven't seen that scary work-a-holic side of myself in a long time. It struck me though as truly awesome that He recognized, way back then, our need for rest. I don't treat my weekends as very Holy - more often they are days to catch up on dishes, laundry, groceries, and family affairs. It's something I need to change.<br /><br />Before I break, I need to break - break from my routine of stress, overwork, and pressure. As I mentioned in my last post, I need to set aside times of reflection in my life.<br />I need times of peace.<br />I need breaks.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-89555533323996062992009-10-21T20:31:00.003-06:002009-10-21T21:11:50.433-06:00Cold TangerinesMy friend <a href="http://ellieisanewthing.blogspot.com/">Ellen</a> recommended a book to me called <a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/3826057/book/51650585">Cold Tangerines</a> by Shauna Niequist. I didn't admit to her (until now) that I cringe a little at book recommendations. There's a certain amount of pressure that comes with reading a book that someone else really likes. Maybe the book spoke to them in a way that it just won't talk to you; perhaps something in a person's life resonates with the book and they only imagine that you share that sonorous quality. Whenever someone recommends a book I find myself reflecting on the quote that, "In literature, as in love, we are often astonished at what is chosen by others."<br /><br />However, Ellen is someone that I trust and admire so her recommendation didn't dare go into the "perhaps, maybe before I die" pile of books on my mental shelf. Instead, <em>Cold Tangerines</em> showed up on my library hold queue and jumped quickly to the top. I started it this week, and (as of my train ride home today) I have just a few chapters remaining. It's the kind of book that speaks to a reader - I suppose I mean female readers - and I almost wish I could Xerox off different chapters and press them into the hands of family and friends and say "You need to read this!" or "This is SO what you are going through!" <br /><br />And, of course, with a book that relevant to my loved ones, there were to be found several passages that seemed to be written directly at me. In a chapter called "Prayer and Yoga" she laments that both are decidedly good for her yet she doesn't stick to either as often as she should. (Sound like anyone you know??) I also really liked her thoughts on writing. As I contemplate another looming November with NaNoWriMo, I find myself pondering if I want to embrace - unleash - my identity as a writer once again. I've wavered and flip-flopped about taking on the chaotic novel-in-a-month challenge this year and then, this afternoon, I read this:<br /><br /><blockquote><p><strong>"Sometimes when I'm writing, if I try really hard, I can move more slowly, like a dancer or a mime, and taste things more vividly, and see not just the trees and the grass, but the individual leaves and blades. Things are richer and brighter than I thought, now that I have slowed down enough to see them."</strong></p><p align="right"><strong>~Shauna Niequist, <em>Cold Tangerines</em> p. 137</strong></p></blockquote><br />I don't think NaNoWriMo is quite the atmosphere for slowed down perception that Niequist is speaking of, but I understand her need for the reflective introspection that comes from times of writing. It's where I spent a lot of time in the days when I was a prolific journaler - heck, even when I was a more prolific blogger. I look with some shame on my sparse posting of this year. I see it not as sad because I missed sharing inane thoughts with friends and family but rather, sad that I was living my life without reflection. <br /><br />There's a famous quote that says "We must live life forward and define it backward," but I think most of us fall into the trap of too much forward motion on that one. Not that it would be good to over-define life to the point of not spending one's time living it. When we can find the place between rushing out to live each day and poignantly reflecting on our journey as a whole, that's where a well paced life will be. Neither hurried nor bored, that will be a balanced life indeed.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-22569828859190523512009-10-16T08:57:00.000-06:002009-10-16T13:16:55.039-06:00Can't they just call it fancy-single-cup-of-coffe-thing-a-ma-jig?This week at the train station they've been giving out free coffee as a promotion for <a href="http://www.keurig.com/">Keurig</a> coffee brewers. Well, actually they're not giving out the cups of coffee themselves, but rather they have been passing out a cup with an insert containing the thing that you put in the machine to brew the coffee and then sending commuters to the Great Hall area of Union Station where all of the fancy brew machines are set up.<br /><br />It's actually something of a brilliant invention. Basically you place the coffee or tea insert (what looks like an over-sized single serve half and half container) into the machine, put your cup under the spout, press a button, and in less than a minute you have fresh brewed coffee or tea. I can see the draw of them for corporations - Tony said they had one at his previous job - but I'm not rushing out to get one in my own home any time soon. In part, because I have no clue how to pronounce the things. Even the volunteers passing out the samples varied from "Free coffee from <span style="font-style: italic;">cure-ig</span>" to "Coffee compliments of <span style="font-style: italic;">coo-rig</span> today" and "Brew your own <span style="font-style: italic;">cor-ig</span> coffee". If it were me I would call it the Coffee-in-a-Minute Machine or something else equally less cool and European but simple to say.<br /><br />I did like the coffee though. I tried the Caribou rainforest blend and it was really good. The strangest thing was that as I was adding cream and sugar to it there was a man next to me that put five creamers and eight packets of sugar in his drink. The cups were comparable to a small from most coffee shops and my jaw must have hit the floor when I saw him empty creamers two at a time twice into his cup; reach for the sugar, count out four packets, tear them open, dump them into his cup, and repeat; followed by a quick stir and then one more Coffeemate creamer! He didn't even taste it before adding everything! I'm all for sweet beverages (one cream, one sugar for me) but I had to wonder if his drink even resembled coffee when he was done with it.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-45417834807680544162009-10-09T09:49:00.000-06:002009-10-13T09:53:38.378-06:00On Science...<div style="text-align: center;">They wouldn't call it <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">re</span>-search if we found the answer the first time. <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-L. J. Guerrero</span><br /></div>lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-25534931281764090992009-09-30T08:39:00.001-06:002009-10-01T13:28:34.053-06:00Part 2 (Peanuts, M&M's, & Me...Continued)Consider this something of a follow up to my last blog post. (This will make a bit more sense if you read <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2009/09/peanuts-m-and-me.html">the other one</a> first.) I feel like maybe I was a bit too maudlin in my introspective ramblings so I thought I wo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pecuniarities.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/lizzy_bennet_pride_prejudice_bbc_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 112px;" src="http://pecuniarities.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/lizzy_bennet_pride_prejudice_bbc_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>uld follow my usual blog pattern and tie my thoughts to something from the literary/pop culture world.<br /><br />Many of you know that <a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2773690/book/3494818">Pride and Prejudice</a> is one of my all time favorite books. I was impressed with the Keira Knightly version of the movie but I much preferred the A&E miniseries with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle. I confess that as a young romantic I daydreamed myself Elizabeth Bennet (really, what girl reads the story and doesn't??). She's an ideal heroine: headstrong, determined, witty, and beautiful and she unknowingly wins the heart of Darcy who is eventually revealed as an ideal man.<br /><br />The more I've read the story (and <a href="http://bloggerarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/pride-and-prejudice-and-zombies.html">various versions</a> of it), I find that there's another <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pecuniarities.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/colin_firth_pride_prejudice_bbc_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 110px;" src="http://pecuniarities.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/colin_firth_pride_prejudice_bbc_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>character that I resonate more with. As much as I want to be the Lizzie Bennet, I think I may have much more in common with Fitzwilliam Darcy. (Yes, his first name is Fitzwilliam. Not Mister as many seem to believe.) This is where the tie-in to my previous post arises. Darcy is unfairly labeled as proud and arrogant early on in Austen's story because he's not entirely comfortable in social settings. Bottom line: he's shy! <br /><br />One of my favorite scenes in the novel, is a turning point in Lizzie and Darcy's relationship. She calls him out on his aloofness (which she has assumed is really pride) and he explains that he doesn't always feel comfortable making small talk with strangers. In response, Elizabeth confronts him with an interesting piano-playing analogy:<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;">"I certainly have not the talent which some people possess," said Darcy, "of conversing easily with those I have never seen before. I cannot catch their tone of conversation, or appear interested in their concerns, as I often see done."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> "My fingers," said Elizabeth, "do not move over this instrument in the masterly manner which I see so many women's do. They have not the same force or rapidity, and do not produce the same expression. But then I have always supposed it to be my own fault- because I would not take the trouble of practising..." (</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">)</span><br /></blockquote><br />Later in the story, Darcy takes Lizzie's advice to heart and his efforts at "practising" lead her to fall further in love with him. I guess it's partly why I love the story so much because their relationship is not a schmaltzy love-at-first-sight but one of deepening regard over time and the betterment of two people because of their relationship with each other.<br /><br />But back to my own comparison, I've seen real truth in the lesson Darcy learns. Whether my weakness is piano, social graces, or blog-writing, improvement comes only through practice.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-43799556461752425102009-09-28T11:57:00.002-06:002009-09-28T12:28:33.249-06:00Peanuts, M&M's, and Me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4749085/IMG1167-main_Full.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 121px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4749085/IMG1167-main_Full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Consider this something of a riddle... What do peanuts, M&M's, and I have in common? You'll get answer by the end of the post. (How's that for a teaser to keep you reading?)<br /><br />I was never a performer as a kid. I'm actually the only one of my siblings that never participated in a piano recital and though I may have been in dance under the age of 4, I have no recollections of being on stage solo as a kid. Through elementary and junior high I had a couple bit parts in chorus shows, but never took a lead; and by high school I learned that I was better with behind the scenes work than being on stage. By the time I reached college I was pretty sure that I was overall a shy person.<br /><br />Yet, most people that know me now consider me to be pretty outgoing. I actually talk a lot in social settings and sometimes I might even be that person with a little too much to say. I love parties, too. (Not to be confused with "partying" - I've never been big on the bar or dance club scene, but if it's a get together with friends for games, movies, or sporting events I'm sure to enjoy myself.) But I still have an inner conflict with my shy-self. When I'm invited to social events, it's a challenge to persuade myself to go. Don't get confused, you read that right: I love social outings and I always enjoy myself, but convincing myself to go is like pulling teeth. I almost wonder if I have some borderline social anxiety or something. I really do enjoy meeting new people, I just get nervous going into situations where I know I will. There's always plenty of perks to putting myself out there; I'm still just struggling to understand why it doesn't come naturally to me.<br /><br />Now comes the answer to the riddle: like peanuts and M&M's (and I suppose also Peanut M&M's), I have a shell. There's a definite game face that I wear in public and social settings and the me underneath is nowhere near as bold and confident as the mask most people see. I don't think that concept is foreign to many people, I would bet most of us have an inner self that rarely goes on display. The true challenge though is to form the mask to look as much like a true-me as I can. I want to be genuine, never fake. In recent years, I think social-game-face-lisa has come to much more closely resemble private-inner-sanctum-lisa than ever before. Or maybe that's vice versa. Or perhaps the mask has just become a little transparent. I'm still a shy-reclusive-wallflower but I'm also the bold-smiling-butterfly. I'm not even sure how that makes sense yet nonsense could be the most relevant aspect of my personality so I try not to over-analyze disparities. <br /><br />It just might be incongruities that make individuals a little more interesting.lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-5466661765233428382009-08-21T11:33:00.005-06:002009-08-21T14:38:52.093-06:00MotivationI'm not generally a motivated person. I prefer to start rather than finish things and although I can be very reward drive, I don't always stick with things when results take a while to see. These traits become something of a hindrance to developing a good workout routine.<br /><br />A while back, I tried to start a schedule. It was Tuesday and Thursday night which became just Thursday nights when twice a week was too cumbersome. But the problem with evenings is they aren't really good for "me time". There's family birthdays, friend get-togethers, volunteer meetings, dentist appointments, and so on. People always say that a good exercise schedule should be protected time: write it on your calender and schedule other things around it. Except, how do you say no a birthday party because you have to work out? And of course, compounding those dilemmas were the inevitable train delays and work conflicts that didn't get me home on time.<br /><br />So now I'm going for a new approach. Mornings! I'm aiming for a 5:30 am class at Lifetime Fitness twice a week. Yes, that means I have to get my butt out of bed at 5 am (the hardest part), but it's the only way I can workout, shower, eat breakfast, and still catch a 7:40 or 8:00 train to work. Tuesdays it's Yoga Pilates Fusion to work on core muscles, balance, and flexibility; Fridays it's Barbell Strength training to work on strength and toning. Weekends are for cardio training - swimming or jogging. I'm not trying to lose weight or become a body builder, but I do want to tone up and get my metabolism levels going better. Also, I'm one of those crazy people that finds exercise really relaxing.<br /><br />I'm posting this blog update as something of a self-motivation tool too. Feel free to ask me how things are going in a few weeks - this will either encourage me to keep up the good work or guilt me back into keeping up if I slip out of things. I've heard it takes ten weeks to really make something a habit so ideally I'll maintain (or add to) my twice a week goal from now until the end of October. I know this will be infinitely more challenging once winter creeps in with cold weather and a car that needs to be scraped off before whisking me off to the gym, but I'm confident that it's a pattern that will be good for me in the long run.<br /><br />Wish me luck!lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16701316.post-82166922387791768612009-07-29T13:02:00.005-06:002009-07-29T13:06:01.258-06:00Distractions?(Phone conversation)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tony:</span> All this construction in the parking lot is really loud and distracting.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lisa: </span>Why don't you take the laptop and go over to Caribou or Starbucks to work?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tony:</span> But then I can't watch the Cubs game....lisa :)http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429572773434109490noreply@blogger.com1