aim low

marc

for the curious.

tis the season to be jolly

just trying to buy two boxes of Christmas cards. I've been standing at the register for over 15 minutes. she already signed me up for the perks card, but now my cashier has one phone to each ear and is muttering something about being locked out. meanwhile, I'm still standing here with my cards watching a slue of people check out and leave from the next register. falalalala lalalala.

spirit of adoption

i am so anxious for the day when i get to meet the child(ren) whom God has chosen to be mine. chances are, my child is alive today somewhere in the world. the thought of him/her without a family this christmas is tough. i know, though, that God will bring us together with perfect timing. i am grateful for God's plan of adoption and for His call on my life of sharing His love with children who so desperately need and so earnestly want to be loved. i am grateful that God's plan of adoption included His adopting me into His family.

"For all who are being led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God. ¹⁵ For you have not received a spirit of slavery ^[g]leading to fear again, but you have received ^[h]a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, “Abba! Father!” ¹⁶ The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are children of God, ¹⁷ and if children, heirs also, heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him so that we may also be glorified with Him." (Romans 8.14-17)

my first graduation as faculty

Green?

I am a fan of bikes. I am a fan of bike lanes. But, what in the world is the point of these big bike paintings in the middle of the street? They just make me laugh. And, for you greenies out there who advocated so strongly to have these things painted all over the place, check paint ingredients. Not all renewable resources, and not really the greenest chemicals to spray all over our city.

sanitary waste

OK... a few interesting things here... 1) amazing artistry on the waste receptacle. 2) trash, sharps, and diapers are not sanitary, but tampons are. 3) before depositing one's sanitary waste, she must "activate" the receptacle by lifting its lid.

New least favorite

I recently had to choose a new least favorite chore, thanks to this handy tool. Cleaning my bathtub is a revolutionized task. No more bending and shoving a sponge with all my might. This guy does the bending for me and provides leverage to reduce required shoving might. Amazing. And the winner of my new least favorite chore award is...(drum roll)...making the bed! Anybody out there got a gadget for that?

Cue twilight

I was sick when everybody else saw it, and I've been school swamped since. Today, I finished my finals, and I'm here for an intimate, 4-people-here, Thursday matinee.

doin' they own thang

He's sporting the tied bandanna head covering; genuine leather messenger bag; and the washed-out, daisy-embroidered jeans tucked in his bulky, black boots. She's rockin' the netted, patent leather heels; sequin cap; and jean jacket with her roomy, patterned pantaloons. Jus' doin' they own thang. I dig it.

call me old school, but...

... I love Steven Curtis Chapman's first Christmas album. Love it.