Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Let's talk about dating.

October is my month…was my month.

In lieu of a formal dating review, let’s just say that during the past month my dating life has gone through dramatic changes. I would say that the amount of dates I’ve been getting has increased fourfold but anyone who’s taken math remembers that anything times zero is still zero…so the difference lies merely in the fact that I am now going on dates and they haven’t been set-ups! Guys have asked for my number and then actually called. It’s really strange.

This anomaly of success has become kind of a standing joke--at least to me it has, I’m not sure if anyone else finds it that funny. They’re probably tired of hearing me talk about it. It’s just that I keep expecting my life to go back to normal and when it doesn’t, I want to have a good laugh--a good hearty laugh.

I’m really not sure how girls keep this up. It’s kind of exhausting trying to keep them all straight and remembering what I’ve told who and who’s told me what. Who’s on first? What’s on second. As if that whole Abbott and Costello routine weren't enough, then I’ve got to decide how I feel about all of them!

So…uh…Happy Halloween!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Winter is upon us.

It is cold...and dark...and almost impossible for me to get up in the morning.

As luck would have it, two of my coworkers are gone. Audrey is moving to New York and Gaylen, my toupee wearing, snowsuit loving coworker, is participating in the annual beet harvest--yes, folks, it's a real thing. Of course this means we have to pick up all their extra circulation hours. Not that I'm complaining. Times like these are my moments to shine.

There are a few things to look forward to when daylight hours are few and you walk around your house wearing 5 blankets because you're too cheap to turn up the heat: snow and everything associated with it (snowball fights, snow football, snow angels, sledding, skiing, and hot chocolate); sharing those 5 blankets with someone else--I include this merely for the sake of everyone else who has someone to share with; Christmas and everything associated with it (Halloween, Thanksgiving, music, lights, presents, families...); and finally, peppermint ice cream.

Peppermint is my favorite kind of ice cream, but it only comes out once a year. In my rememberance of days long past, my love for peppermint ice cream began with the Schwan's food truck. For those of you not familiar with this practice, Schwan's is like the ice cream truck plus real food and minus the annoying jingle. So actually, it's not really like the ice cream truck at all--you order food and they deliver it. I guess it's more like, a grocery store catalog on wheels. I digress.

In the spirit of some things winter, I splurged and bought Dreyer's peppermint ice cream this weekend. Unfortunately, I was a little disappointed. All that I require is an abundance of peppermint pieces and Dreyer's did not deliver. In an attempt to find the best peppermint ice cream there is, I'm soliciting the help of you, my dear faithful blogging companions and advocates. Rise to the call. Don't think "problem," think "opportunity." Give me reviews or give me death.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The creative means I have at my disposal.

Since I'm lacking subject matter for new posts, I've decided to respond to Stef's question: If you were to retire right now, what would you do with your time?

It really wasn't a difficult list to compile. I think a lot about everything I want to do but can't because I must merely survive. So here you go. I would:

1. Return to the Archives as a Church Service Missionary--I just can't get enough of this place
2. Travel, travel, travel (look forward to the second and final installment of my travel blog)
3. Develop my natural abilities
4. Keep up my blog with greater fervor
5. Rock climb
6. Become musically inclined--I did write a song recently so I'm well on my way...
7. Write letters to the editor...or maybe just a book
8. Read
9. Date. Work is really the only thing that keeps me from getting this accomplished--work and pretend crushes who quelch my spirit.
10. Take really great pictures
11. Drive slowly
12. Play the stock market
13. Geneology work--I'm serious

Uh, yeah, so that's what I would do to retire from the active life. Afterlife? Vampires? Eclipse. Get it now at Frost's Bookstore.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Here's a personal question.

“So you said you have about two crushes a year. Am I one of those?”

I felt my face ignite as I scrambled to gather the pieces of my quickly crumbling composure. I looked out the window. I squirmed in my seat. I leaned forward and searched his face for a lead. He was looking me straight in the eyes, his face stoic and unreadable. “Uh…,” I awkwardly laughed, “how am I supposed to answer that question?”

I swear he instructed me to tell the truth, but I also remember him allowing me a pass. A pass?! As if my stammering, nervous laughter, and flushed face hadn’t already given me away. We were seated across from each other, an odd distance apart, against the wall of a small and empty restaurant, quiet jazzy tunes filling in the background. Our empty bowls, crumpled napkins, and Tillamook cheese wrappers lay piled atop our table. I looked out the window again, glancing at the cars driving past, desperately trying to find safety. I was trapped. I was being forced to confess something I was not prepared for nor ever had the intention of confessing.

I felt like an idiot. “Maybe,” I lamely admitted. Maybe? What was I thinking? Was I trying to maintain deniability? Was I clinging to some small vestige of pride? Quite possibly it was purely instinctual. What child, when caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar replies to his mother’s shrewd questioning, “Yes, Mother, I stole this cookie. It looked delicious and I couldn’t resist”? Why couldn’t I just own up to the fact? “Yes, I have a crush on you. You look delicious and I can’t resist.” (Mom…Dad…I don’t really think that way.) Perhaps I should just be grateful that I didn’t answer, “I don’t know.”

“I want to make sure that I’m not leading you on,” he explained. “I’m not in a position to pursue anything right now.”

I took a drink from my small plastic cup even though there was nothing left but ice and tried to cover my tracks, “Well, yeah, it’s more like a…pretend crush. You were in California and I knew nothing was going to happen.” It didn’t occur to me until later that I should have made it clear that not once did I think he was interested—that there really was no reason for his extra precautions.

He continued to enlighten me. He claimed that he valued our friendship and enjoyed talking to me. He pointed out that he can’t talk to other girls like he can talk to me. I told him that was nice to hear. What I really meant was, “It’s nice to hear you don’t hate me but that’s kind of small consolation…since I knew that already.”

Conversation transitioned to other topics. Admittedly, I couldn’t focus. I felt exposed, trying to keep my head above the floodwaters while he sat, untouchable, in his “I don’t like you” tower. I wondered why he felt the need to throw down the gauntlet on my seemingly not-so-obvious, completely mild, and almost laughable pretend crush.

We left the restaurant and he apologized if I was blind-sided by his question, as if I could have seen that coming somehow.

“I thought it would be better if it was all out in the open,” he defended. I mumbled something about honesty being the best policy. We got in my car and I drove him to the airport. Conversation was intermittent but lighthearted and promises were exchanged that we would remain friends. Our goodbye was short and semi-sweet. He was going back to California, pretend crushing all of those mild hopes and laughable dreams.

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Get me outta here! (First installment)

Just recently I was reawakened to my deepest darkest desire: to travel the world. As depressing as the task was to compile a list of must sees, at least it's a list. That way I can avoid being distracted by must not necessarily sees. As in all things, this list is subject to change. Maybe you'll even get ideas for your list...and then we can travel together.

Athens (Acropolis, Agora, Parthenon), Corinth, Delphi, Meteora, Crete, Santorini, Mykonos, Ephesus, Istanbul (Hagia Sophia)

Rome (Colosseum, Forum, Pantheon, Circus Maximus), Vatican City (St. Peter’s Square, Sistine Chapel), Herculaneum, Pompeii, Tuscany, Venice, Amalfi Coast, Florence, Pisa, Cinque Terre

Jerusalem, Nazareth, Bethlehem, Galilee, Masada, Giza (the Great Pyramid), Valley of the Kings, Abu Simbel, Karnak, Petra


Angkor Wat

Taj Mahal

St. Petersburg, Moscow (the Kremlin)

Potala Palace

the Alps, Matterhorn, Geneva, Lake Lucerne

Tanzania (Mt. Kilimanjaro, the Serengeti)