Susan B. Anthony and I were coming home from work yesterday, and it was so sunny out- hooray, sunshine! Alas, the pretty sunshine prevented me from seeing a car coming as I left the stop sign (two blocks from my house), so Susan B. and I hit the car. Or it hit us. I'm not really clear about that part. Either way, Susan B. and I ended up on our ( Read more... )

Joe and I went over to our friends’ house for dinner again tonight, and I’m so happy- again- to be making new friends. Through Nicky and Katy, I’ve met their friend Sean a bunch of times- they go to church together. He knows Tom and Laura, and now Joe and I have become friends with them. We’ve been over for dinner twice in the past few weeks now ( Read more... )

The gospel this morning was about Jesus meeting the woman at the well in Samaria. Fr. Chrys said so well what I think needs to be at the heart of our faith and the way we live out our faith. He read the gospel first, as it's written in John, telling the interaction between Jesus and the woman. Then he told us the story again, telling it in a way ( Read more... )

April 14th through 20th- who wants to play in Minnesota? I DO!

TEN YEARS AGO I ( Read more... )

Time I finally went to bed last night: 12:30, like normal ( Read more... )

Heading out in the morning for a whirlwind road trip that looks like this ( Read more... )

It's getting a little worse, this thing where I don't know what to read anymore. I read a Jonathan Kellerman book this week, and it turns out I can't read those right before bed- it gives me a bunch of anxiety when I try to fall asleep. Go figure, those damn murder mysteries. And now I'm trying to read a YA novel, and it's either making me ( Read more... )

One of my clients is dying, and I've cried four times about it in the last twenty-four hours. I feel like saying that I don't know how to handle it, but I know that the truth is, I'm probably actually handling it in a very healthy way. It's appropriate to cry when someone you've know for two years not only has a brain tumor, but also (discovered ( Read more... )

This summer, I was at a conference put on by the Colorado Coalition Against Domestic Violence. (As opposed to a coalition FOR domestic violence?) One of the keynote speakers talked about secondary trauma, the trauma we as workers feel as observers, as caretakers, as story-receivers of the trauma of other people. She asked us at one point to ( Read more... )