A shout-out to my awesome hubby on his 29th birthday today! Love you, baby!
And kudos to our photographer Jen Rodick!
Brilliantly creative? Gigantic idiot? You decide.
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January 4th, 2010
Happy Birthday, Chris!!
February 18th, 2009
Twitter is a Battlefield
Yeah, I don’t know what it means either, but I figure if love is a battlefield, Twitter can be, too. Mostly admin stuff this morning, and I spent the afternoon following up with my two web development volunteers. That’s an adjustment. I’ve done the LPC web development essentially by myself for almost five years, and handing over tasks (and thus, control) are not easy for me, but delegating gives me more time to work on things like Twitter projects and other things I love. And I’m learning that when you lead volunteers, you still have to check on what they’re doing and give them feedback. And today, I had to write a set of instructions for one of my coordinator positions. It took most of the afternoon, but it was time well spent.
Linden and I started collaborating on a Twitter guide for our beginner friends. It’s long. And we’ve barely scratched the surface. It’s either going to be a huge blog post (or series) or it might morph into an eBook, which would be cool. Hopefully, I can put in some time working on it tomorrow afternoon.
And the hubby Chris has a blog. He’s been working on it all week. He’s so cute! It’s hosted on a subdomain of SarahJoAustin.com, so until we get him a real domain name, I won’t tell you how to find it (it’s not ready anyway). But I can’t wait for you to read it!
And something else happened that was awesome, but it’s not completely finished. Let’s just say that someone who is pretty important in the online world and I have been emailing about a project. Hopefully, I’ll have more tomorrow about that!
December 21st, 2008
Reindeer Make Good Pillows
Chris and Biff the Reindeer
Chris is going to kill me, but I don’t care. He’s asleep on the couch using his 17-year-old reindeer Biff as a pillow. That’s right, Chris has had Biff since he was 10-years-old. Biff usually lives in the guest bedroom, but we brought him out for Christmas. Just this afternoon, I commented that I was surprised the cats hadn’t snuggled up with Biff this month.
Speaking of the cats, we had the bright idea of petting them with dryer sheets this afternoon to clean off some of their fur and general linty-ness. Now they both smell like fresh laundry. It’s sorta weird, and I think they’re confused about their fresh smells, too.
And I have a two-day work week! W00t! I am so ready for twelve days off of work even if it means two very busy days Monday and Tuesday.
December 14th, 2008
Snow Days
An ice storm is moving through the Ozarks tonight, and I’m tempted to stay up and watch it come in. Chris noted that watching an ice storm roll in is not nearly as fun as watching tornadoes roll in. I agree. At least with tornadoes, the weathermen have something to tell us on a minute-by-minute basis.
Anyway, if the roads are really bad tomorrow, I might not have to go in to work, which will throw a wrench in tomorrow’s planned post. (It’s gonna be a fun one!) In a fleeting moment of wisdom tonight, I picked up a stack of paperwork I’ll need to go through tomorrow and brought it home just in case I get to work on the couch while watching Ellen. <fingers crossed />
Freezing rain and sleet are on their way. An Arctic front has moved in. I have mixed feelings about going to work tomorrow:
- It’s gonna be slick, which means people are going to be stupid on the roads. I’m confident that I will get around pretty well, but I’d rather not get out if I don’t have to. And then there’s the adventure of trying to get my rear-wheel-drive Blazer up a slick, icy driveway after I go out. (I have sandbags in the back, but I don’t want to test them out. And I’d like to keep what’s left of my mailbox, which I pretty much destroyed last winter with the Blazer, intact.)
- It’s gonna be cold. For days. And I’m afraid if I let myself stay in on Monday, I’ll want to stay in on Tuesday and Wednesday, too. Of course, the building at work will be cold, too, and there are no cats there to keep me warm. Or blankets. But there is leftover pizza from tonight’s Explore LifePoint…
- Vacation is so close. In 10 days, I’ll be on vacation. I’m not going anywhere, but I have 12 days off for Christmas and New Year’s. I have quite a bit to finish between now and then, and while I can more or less work on those from home, I don’t want to get in the vacation mindset until it’s official.
- What about Chris? Chris’s workplace has no policy on snow/ice days, so more than likely, he’ll have to make the trek into Springfield tomorrow. And snow days are no fun when you have no one to hang out with.
Thankfully, we have plenty of food and wood in case we get iced in, so I’m not concerned about that. And ultimately, the choice isn’t up to me. I’ll get up as usual tomorrow, and if the boss calls and tells me not to come in, I’m prepared to work at home–in my jammies.
October 6th, 2008
Busy, Busy Beaver
Is it bad when I start to get used to insanity? Seriously. I’ve been so busy, I’m almost used to it. I don’t know what to do with myself. Here’s what I’ve been up to:
- Curtains: sewing and hanging at LifePoint. The worship room looks incredible.
- Engagement: my college roommate and Chris’s best friend got engaged on Thursday night, and we hung out with them and some others on Saturday night to watch the Mizzou game. We’re going wedding dress shopping tonight!
- LifePoint’s fourth anniversary: all day Sunday. Ugh. I was so tired, but I think I got some great photos. Sometimes I think I’m crazy for devoting so much time to LifePoint, but there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing even if I wasn’t getting paid!
- Mold: no, it’s not gone yet, but things are moving in the right direction.
Husband? Gee, Chris and I have been meeting each other coming and going. He’s even busier than I am b/c he’s actually responsible for so more than I am at LPC. We could use a night out, but money is tight, so who knows when that might happen. Heck, I’d even take a night in with Scrabble, a movie, and home-made espressos at some point this week!
Running? Eh. No, it’s not been happening, but I want it to. Thinking that if I want to do a marathon this fall/winter, I might need to get a coach–someone to keep me on track for my mid-week runs and long runs (even if they can’t run with me). If you’re one of my readers and you might be interested in fulfilling this role, leave a comment.
February 5th, 2008
Your Mom Has Big Marshmallows & Other Profound Thoughts
I have nothing to say today. Well, not really, just nothing profound, and I feel compelled to say something. And since I have nothing profound of my own rattling around in my brain, I’ll borrow some profound thoughts from some other people:
If you’re a person who doesn’t like language, does that make you anti-semantic? —Chris Austin
Poop on a stick. Poop really thick. Poop a big brick. —Amy Perryman
I want my girls to grow up recognizing the beauty of strength, the exuberance of endurance, and the core confidence residing in a well-tended body and spirit. … I want them to enjoy food that is delicious, feed their bodies with wisdom and intent, and give themselves freedom to indulge. —Kristin Armstrong
I don’t want [my daughters] to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting … a thousand things before ‘thin.’ —J.K. Rowling
Oh. My. God. Ouch. Terrible. —Lance Armstrong, after finishing the 2006 NYC Marathon
Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel as if I should be doing something else. —Gloria Steinem
When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap! —Cynthia Heimel
I’ll keep running because it’s good for my marriage. I’m not sure if I get really crabby when I don’t run. Or if my husband just gets more annoying when it rains. —Shoe ad
I am running for my skinny jeans. There are many forces that motivate you to run. Emotional stability. Mental clarity. Skinny jeans. Luckily once you motivate to lace up your shoes, the running part has a way of taking care of itself. —Shoe ad
Women are like tea: You don’t know how strong they are until you put them in hot water. —someone profound
OK, some of those were really stupid, but I love them because they come from people you don’t know, and I love those people, and that’s all that matters. I hope you enjoyed the serious ones.
October 19th, 2007
Should I Stay or Should I Go?
I haven’t ran since Tuesday. I’ve simply been exhausted all week and have slept in instead of running like I should. Chris hasn’t been sleeping well at all this week, and, well, it’s funny how when you share a bed with someone, his sleep quality = your sleep quality. Today is my day off, and I blissfully slept until 11:59 (that’s right I can say I was up before noon). Now I’m watching Days of Our Lives (I apparently need to catch up because John Black died and I’m not sure what’s going on) and emptying my Google Reader telling myself I should get off my duff and run a five-miler. Ugh.
All right. At least let me finish my reading and start the laundry, then I’ll go. Sheesh. Get off my back.
More later…
