Monday, November 29, 2010

Prompt 25: The person who gave you your favorite memory

I have approximately 25 years of memories so it's kind of hard to pick my most favorite out of all memories. Instead I'll discuss my most favorite of all memories...from the past two weeks. On Monday night of last week (November 22) we got about 3 inches of snow and another 1 inch or so over night. I ended up having to stay at work until about 6:30pm and due to the lack of busses running on time I walked home. That day I happened to be wearing a dress, tights, and ballet flats which made the 45 minute walk home a bit interesting and a bit cold. On my way home I had a conversation with my friend Maggie who had to abandon her car approximately 30 blocks away from my house. She ended up camping out at Starbucks and then walking over to our friend Rachel's who lives just a hop, skip, and jump away from me. When I was about 10 minutes away from my house, Maggie and Rachel called me and said they'd meet me en route and convinced me to take a detour to Rachel's where there was the promise of hot soup, fresh rolls, and tea. Apart from the fantastic companionship the food made it a very tempting offer.

Maggie and Rachel met up with me about a block away from Rachel's where we proceeded to run throughout the field of a church turning up the freshly fallen snow. In one of my more graceful moments, I walked down what I thought was a snow covered hill and instead was a snow covered cement slope. It almost happened in slow motion as I slipped down this slope and my hands and legs got buried in the snow. The best part was the sound effect I gave to narrate this event: "woop." Uproarious laughter on the part of myself, Rachel, and Maggie was the immediate laughter as can be evidenced from the picture.

Rachel then graciously opened up her home to me as well as sweats from her wardrobe as we feasted and shared great conversation. The icing on the cake was that one of my roommates also joined us bringing brownies and a BBC mini series which was delightful. I love when my worlds merge and in that one moment some of my most favorite people were all in one place.

Karen, Maggie, and I left Rachel's, playing in the snow on our way home and then sat by the fire before retiring to bed. I remember when I was a senior in high school that I had a conversation with one of my friends that when we became adults we wanted to have deeply important friendships where we still did goofy things and had sleep overs. No matter how many times I can look at my life and say "this is not where I thought my life would end up" the place of importance that many of my friends currently have in my life is one piece that is exactly as I hoped it would be. Cheesy, but true.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Prompt 24: The person who gave you your first memory

I think the person who gave me my first memory was my crazy day care person. I remember she was old and crotchety and she had a series of glasses with random cartoon characters. I'm pretty sure she drank powdered milk (pretty sure that was a pretty 80's thing to do) and would always stare into her glass and swirl it around when it got close to the end of the milk.

One time I didn't eat all of my lunch (it was some sort of gross Spanish rice thing) and she sent me upstairs to go to sleep. I didn't know where she wanted me to sleep so I went upstairs and fell asleep on the floor of her bedroom. A little bit later she came up to the room and yelled at me for sleeping on the floor. I told her I didn't know where to sleep and she had me sleep in a crib. Pretty sure I was 3 years old at the time and pretty upset she was making me sleep in a crib.



So, thank you crotchety babysitter for being unkind to me and thereby giving me my first memory. Pretty sure she's no longer alive. Does this make me a bad person?

Monday, November 15, 2010

Prompt 23: The last person I kissed

This is a complicated (and uncomfortable) question to answer.

If we're talking about the last person I kissed in a romantic manner, then that person does not exist. If we're talking about the last person I kissed who is not related to me and of the opposite sex, then that would be Matt Merritt when we acted together our senior year of high school in the play The Universal Language. If we're talking about the last person I kissed, period, then it would be the 6 year old girl Carly that I said goodbye to for the day by giving each other hugs and kissing her on the cheek.

On a side note: kissing is weird and I don't get it. Granted, my experience is clearly quite limited. Sometimes I watch a movie and think to myself "if that's what kissing is like, then sign me up" and other times I think "Oh man, please make it stop! That woman is drowning, save her from the man with the mammoth lips."

Friday, November 12, 2010

Prompt 22: My pet peeves

Here are my pets of a peevish nature, both big and small:
* When cupboards and drawers are left partially open.
* The sound forks make when you pull them apart when the pokey things get stuck together.
* When people say "I could care less" rather than the properly stated "I couldn't care less".
* Hearing other people eat when I'm not eating.
* When I can tell people aren't listening to me.
* When I feel I'm being fit into a peg of people's lives (i.e. the responsibile friend, the single friend, the caretaker friend, the funny friend, etc.)

* Stepping on crumbly things with my bare feet.
* Having a bad hair day
* Not being able to find things that I'm looking for.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Prompt 21: Someone you judged by your first impression

I skipped Prompt 20 (favorite TV shows) because it didn't really interest me to dedicate an entire blog post to the topic. And I'd rather talk about how judgemental I am because that's just so much better.

I feel like I judge everyone by their first impression. A lot of the time I make a determination about how that person and I would relate. Am I cool enough, pretty enough, funny enough, smart enough, etc. to be friends with this person? How did this come to pass?

I think I am a fairly judgemental person in that I make snap decisions on who people are based on very little bits of information. I listened to a sermon by Rob Bell from Mars Hill Bible Church in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He was trying to explain the difference between the kind of judgement that is connected to keeping people accountable and the kind of judgement that Jesus warns against us bringing upon others. He suggests that we need to judge the actions of others but we've crossed the line when we begin to make conclusions about people's character based on those actions. So, for example, it would be appropriate for me to tell someone that it is not right for them to steal candy from a baby but if I then made the leap that because they stole candy from a baby that they were a bad person and unworthy of being loved, then I'd be crossing the line. Rob Bell explains that when we make that leap, we are trying to do God's job for him. Ultimately, God is the only one who can judge hearts.

Judging people in this way leads to two things: 1) I become less open to new relationships with people because I am caught in a circle of judgement wherein I am judging them, and also determining ways in which I think they are judging me. 2) I fail to give myself or others credit. Moment of transparency here: there's this guy I have a baby crush on and I get along with him well it seems. However, I'll see him talking to other girls that I have determined to be prettier than I am and then come to the conclusion that he would never reciprocate my crushage feelings because I fall short in areas x, y, and z. This is where judgement becomes a problem! I thought about the past few guys I've been interested in and what piqued my interest. It was never their physical appearance. There was a charisma, or shared interests, or humor that initiated my interest and then of course I came to see them as being very handsome, but it never started with physical attraction. Why, then, do I assume that guys would do the exact opposite and base their interest solely on physical appearance?

Anyway, I know this prompt asks about a specific person I judged by their first impression, but judgement in general seemed a more provoking topic.