Monday, August 30, 2004

moving and movies

My day of moving on Saturday consisted of fitting everything into a small U-haul, and two pick-up trucks, thanks to the help of my dad, fellow parishoners, and priest. I'm really grateful. Thank you!!! We had the first blue skies we've had in a couple of weeks. Which worked out perfectly for lunch at the marina afterwards, and then relaxing on a 36 foot sailboat. Very nice.

Took a break from unpacking last night and rented some movies. Watched "Big Fish". Excellent. I loved it. I would highly recommend it.

Forgot to mention that there were three deer munching on bushes in my yard when we were moving in, a mom and two babies. They just stood there watching while we moved stuff in.


I must be really out of it... are you "hip to the Lord"?

Tuesday, August 24, 2004


I have keys to my new home. :)

Woohoooo! What a great feeling. Glory to God!

I noticed today that a creek runs along one side, very close to the house. The yard is pretty big (I'll be having to mow a lawn!), and has a fire pit, and just past the trees is the water. It's a mile from the marina, so I can walk over and visit my fellow parishoners that live on their boat there. They volunteered to make lunch for everyone helping me move on Saturday. Pretty sweet.

I'm just praying for a day without rain on Saturday. It's been pretty misty and rainy for the last week. Not that I'm complaining, I love the weather. Although I have to say that living in Washington has made me appreciate sunny weather like I never did before.

In other news, I found a coffee roaster near my new place that sells green beans for $3.75 LB, so once I get settled I can try my hand that. It would be a lot cheaper than what I've been doing for coffee.

Monday, August 23, 2004

been thinking....

Something in Sunday's homily really struck me. (Or maybe it was from the funeral...) Not only being giving of our resources, but our time, and our selves. All my life I've been shy, and didn't want to go out of that comfort zone, in fact did everything to avoid it. Sure, I've gotten WAY better in the last few years. But I've come to look at it differently lately, that I was missing out on a lot of things, little everyday things, just even knowing someone momentarily. I feel selfish now when I hesitate to greet someone, or to speak up and offer help in some small way. I see my selfishness quite vividly when I'm more worried about how I will feel, than about how what I do will affect someone. This change is only from God, I know I didn't make it on my own, and I've got a long way to go. The other thing that I felt this week, with the funeral, was how many times I was reading a book, when I could have been visiting this person in the hospital, or doing something to help them. Maybe I'm being too hard on myself (I don't think so), but I need to be more aware of others, and life in general. I just want to live life and love God, and those around me.
Lord have mercy.

Saturday, August 21, 2004

funny kid story

A family from another parish visited recently, and the mother was asking Father for a blessing. Her daughter (I'd guess 3 or 4 years old) ran up with arms flailing, yelling, "I gotta ask Father for a blessing!!!" Her mother was embarrassed at her wildness, and said, "Ask his forgiveness first." The little girl turned to Father, and said, "I forgive you."

random bits of my life

I've been stuck in a vortex. Same old thing for the past few weeks, trying to find a place to live. Blah blah blah. This porridge is too hot, this porridge is too cold... Well I have *tentatively* found a place. I am supposed to call the owner back in the morning to set up an appointment to sign paperwork and get the keys (and fork over the money). Glory to God! And it's NOT an apartment! Two bedrooms, wood floors, and a view of the woods, not far from the marina. {Snoopy Dance}

Ah, but I haven't gotten much else done. I came down with a terrible cold, summer is not the time for that. Especially when you are trying to get so much done. At least I'm feeling better. I had to work on a different unit tonight, and a lady kept followning me around, holding my hand and kissing my cheek. Very cute, hearing "I love you" without dentures. :)

In sad news, a fellow parishoner reposed earlier this week. It was a tough battle with cancer. I don't know what to say. The funeral was on Thursday, it was very different than any I had been to. They celebrated 50 years of marriage not very long ago. I can't even imagine what that is like, or what she is going through. They are really neat people.

This weekend is Chief Sealth [Chief Seattle] Days in Suquamish. Meaning lots of people in the little town, we're going to set up tables outside the church to sell stuff (not really me, I'll be at work). The catholic church we use has a graveyard with Chief Sealth in it! It's a popular tourist attraction around here. It's also "Arts By The Bay" in Poulsbo, which means getting to work early to fight for parking. I went last year with my sister's in-laws, it was cute.

Maybe it's just me, but I can feel a change in the air. Maybe I'm just longing for autmn.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Quirky French movie about shy girl and travelling garden gnome

I watched Amelie (again)Sunday night. I first saw it in the theater, and fell in love with it. So I had to buy the DVD when it came out. It's definitely one of my all-time favorites.

Here are some reasons why:

-Cute, touching story... shy girl (I can relate), tries to fix other peoples lives, neglecting her own, eventually learns to live in reality instead of her head.

-Funny and whimsical... steals her father's garden gnome, and it travels the world, sending pictures home; man punching holes in laurels; man collects thrown away photos from photo booths; suicidal goldfish; lists of characters' likes and dislikes, getting "even" with the grocer, artwork moving on the wall.

-Cool cinematography and effects... when she turns into a puddle of water, the talking photos, the camera following the skipping stones. (also see above)

-Love the rich colors in the film, and the scenery, and it's foreign.

So here's some quotes: (in English, so I guess they're really quotes of subtitles)

With a prompter in every cellar window whispering comebacks, shy people would have the last laugh. Narrator

...At least you'll never be a vegetable - even artichokes have hearts. Amelie

Amelie has one friend, Blubber. Alas the home environment has made Blubber suicidal. Narrator

It's better to help people than garden gnomes. Amelie

So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go to him, dammit. The "Glass man"

In conclusion I would say that if you haven't seen it you should. If you are one of those wacky people that has something against foreign movies, that's OK. Maybe try seeing it anyways, broaden your horizons. FYI: the DVD does NOT contain a version dubbed over in English, only subtitles(which I'm glad for, overdubbing is only for funny Asian flicks).

Prayer Request

Please pray for the newly departed servant of God, George.

Please also pray for his wife, the handmaid of God, Mary.

May his memory be eternal!

Saturday, August 14, 2004

O' Happy Day

I've spent a fairly productive day packing, if productive means making coffee with my french press, reading a book, visiting with my neighbors, and playing with their kids and my dog. :) Actually, I was just going through my closet and found an envelope with $225 in cash! My own, for "safe keeping". What an unexpected surprise that couldn't come at a better time. I love when things like that happen. Most of you may ask how I could forget about such a sum of money. I'm not sure myself. Oh well, now I'm glad I did. I found an apartment, I'm just waiting for the approval. It's two bedrooms, and the same rent that I'm paying now. Much closer to everything for me, and I will be able to have the dog and cat! Gots to get a little more packing done before leaving for vespers... may try to go to a movie afterwards.

Today's music for packing: Fleetwood Mac, Bob Dylan, and The Beatles

update:I can tell that we are gonna be friends...

ok... after hearing from many many people about it, I finally saw Napoleon Dynamite. I haven't laughed that hard in so long! Very good! Go see it!

8/17/04 2nd update:The apartment fell through. I was dissapointed for a split second, and then realized I should be thanking God. Glory to God that He takes care of me, and will put me where I need to be! Every day is given to me for my salvation, and learning to trust in God. Funny how I just had a conversation with Chance about this... Anyhow, so I am still searching for a house or apartment. I've got several calls out. What sucks now is that I woke up this morning with a horrible cold... sore throat, weak and achey, stuffy nose, etc. I can't call in to work, I can't rest when I'm at home... too much to do, and it's hot! I went to work, and we were short a nurse, so I had 11 extra patients, so over 30 total! I'm done with my whining and complaining. Glory to God that I have a job, and that a cold is the only problem I have with my health. Now I should go to bed.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004


Prosperity knits a man to the world. He feels he is 'finding his place in it,' while really it is finding its place in him.
The Screwtape Letters
C.S. Lewis


I don't feel like thinking of a title. I've started feeling better about work. My patient I've been worried about is doing better, much perkier, and calling me "Lovejoy" again. :) Asked for a T-bone steak for dinner. I'd say my favorite patient, but if you twisted my arm I'd admit to getting attached to all of them, even the cranky ones. I'm a bit of a softie. It's a beautiful thing, taking care of people in this setting, and this time of life. I think about the relationships, and the affections I form, just from being with these people. People I would otherwise never have reason to know. Maybe the suffering, sickness and death gets to me subconsciously once in a while, but it's just a part of life. I don't really think it bothers me. It's the bureaucracy that bothers me. I've given up complaining, it's not worth it. I did decide that I definitely don't want to do it forever, as a main thing. I have something else I want to do, God willing. So I'm praying about that. But in the mean time, I'm enjoying work more again. :)

I felt like Dory, the blue fish, from Finding Nemo today ("Why are you following me?!?"), or better yet... "Ten Second Tom", from 50 First Dates. I was short-term memory loss girl today. Thank God for soymilk, espresso and ice, I needed it today!

The house sold, and apparently they want to move in on the first, giving them just enough time to serve us with a 20-day vacate notice! So I am really moving, in just a couple of weeks! Argh! It will be good to get it over with though. Stop the madness!!!

I made it back to book club today. The second to last chapter of Bishop Kallistos Ware's The Inner Kingdom. It's all about "time". It was an excellent discussion, three hours by the time I left!

Saturday, August 07, 2004

It's All Good

Someone at work tonight asked to look at my medallion. I explained it was St Mary Magdalene, from the St Mary Magdalene Russian convent in Jerusalem. They said it was "cool", and commented on her being Jesus' "girlfriend". I (of course) cringed, and said something like yeah, if you believe fiction. They said how they had just read "The DaVinci Code", and it made them more interested in who she was. A Roman Catholic coworker piped up with "a prostitute", which I quickly said nyet to, that the Catholic church had started that rumor. The first girl started talking about how she had been raised by a father that was a Southern Baptist minister, and she believes that all religions are the same thing, and teach the same points. I'm of course cringing the whole time, and holding my tongue. I certainly don't believe that sitting around the nurses' station at the end of the night with everyone is the best place to discuss these things. It had already been at the forefront of my mind though, with reading G.K. Chesterton, and his discussion of pantheism, and theosophists. I had also just had a discussion about this with my mom the night before. She and my dad divorced when I was a wee child, and she's Protestant, and he's married to a Roman Catholic, but not really anything. One of those, "Everyone is right... as long as you don't hurt anyone...", blah blah blah. My mom was pondering if my dad would ever "be saved". It's really hard to discuss these things though, it's like trying to hammer with rubber nails. Or something like that. I'm not sure what my point is, other than a lot of the world views truths, morals, and religion as subjective, and I guess it's another one of those points where the wisdom of God is foolishness to the world. Most people are fine with the fact that you "have religion" or morals, as long as they are subjective, and NOT objective. I think what I posted about my reading before touched upon this a little bit. It sounds like C.S. Lewis, The Abolition Of Man, might be a good book for me to read on this subject.
One more quote from G.K. Chesterton, "There is no real possibility of getting out of pantheism any special impulse to moral action. For pantheism implies in it's nature that one thing is as good as another; whereas action implies in its nature that one thing is greatly preferable to another."

Say What?!?

I was talking with a co-worker. She's "Irish Catholic". She was relating a story from when she was a kid. She was 10 years-old, and talking with her 7 year-old Protestant cousin. She said, "I'm Catholic, what are you?" Her cousin replied, "I'm a prostitute."
Hee hee.

Friday, August 06, 2004

Why does it always rain on me?

Another random post. I'm actually working on something else, but here's this for now.

DVD for tonight: Suicide Kings. Christopher Walken, and Dennis Leary, and plot twists. A great movie. A little disturbing, but great for a rainy day such as today.

Soundtrack for rainy day: The Innocence Mission "befriended", and Travis "The Man Who" (hence the title for today's post).

Yes, it's been raining all day, I love how it smells outside. Actually, looking out the window there's some blue sky peeking out from behind the clouds. It has stopped raining.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Banjo on my knee

My kitten, Banjo, is sleeping on my knee. He isn't 100% in the house yet, he spends most of his time outside with his mom and brother, but I'm trying to get him used to the dog. It's working so far. I'm happy to be able to have a cat. :)

Nothing to say but what a day...

Good Morning, Good Morning!
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good morning, good morning...
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep
And you're on your own you're in the street
Good morning, good morning...

The Beatles... maybe not profound, but it's always a happy song to sing to start the day...(though my day started a few hours ago.)

Wednesday, August 04, 2004


It's raining! I love the rain! Woohoo!

I like this template better, I'm not really a neon person. So it fits better. I've given up all hope of getting anything productive done before work today.


I can't see my blog! All that shows up is the background. Hmmm. Trouble. I'm no good with this stuff. I will have to go play around. That's what I get for trying to switch around my links. Naughty girl. I guess I'll be back.


Hmmm. I like quotes. :) That's all I have to say.
"The true philospher spends half his time with books and the other half working in the soil." Ancient Chinese proverb quoted by Fr Seraphim Rose
"Mysticism keeps men sane. As long as you have mystery you have health; when you destroy mystery you create morbidity. The ordinary man has always been a mystic. He has permitted the twilight. He has always had one foot in earth and the other in fairyland. He has always left himself free to doubt his gods; but (unlike the agnostics of today) free also to believe in them." G.K.Chesterton (Orthodoxy)

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Orphan Girl

When I was in California (exactly a month ago), my God-mother, Cybil, had me listen to her Gillian Welch CD. I was already familiar with her through the O' Brother, Where Art Thou soundtrack (which I wore out and had to replace). Anyways, I recently traded in some old CD's, and got one of her albums, Revival, from 1996. It is wonderful! I love it. Acoustic guitar, and countryish singing. :) Makes me happy. The first song is one of my favorites, and is stuck in my head. Very pretty and mellow. Here are the lyrics:
I am an orphan/ On God's highway/ But I'll share my troubles/ If you go my way/ I have no mother/ No father, no sister/ No brother/ I am an orphan girl/ I have had friendships/ Pure and golden/ But the ties of kinship/ I have not known them/ I know no mother/ No father, no sister/ No brother/ I am an orphan girl/ But when he calls me/ I will be able/ To meet my family/ At God's table/ I'll meet my mother/ My father, my sister/ My brother/ No more an orphan girl/ Blessed savior/ Make me willing/ And walk beside me/ Until I'm with them/ Be my mother/ My father, my sister/ My brother/ I am an orphan girl


I've been reading G.K.Chesteron's Orthodoxy. I've been enjoying it very much. Last night I was reading some thoughts he had that led up to his Christianity. It is all very profound.
For our Titanic purposes of faith and revolution, what we need is not the cold acceptance of the world as a compromise, but some way in which we can heartily hate and heartily love it. We do not want joy and anger to neutralize each other and produce a surly contentment; we want a fierce delight and a fierce discontent. We have to feel the universe at once as an ogre's castle, to be stormed, and yet as our own cottage, to which we can return at evening.
No one doubts that an ordinary man can get on with this world: but we demand not strength enough to get on with it, but strength enough to get it on. Can he hate it enough to change it, and yet love it enough to think it worth changing? Can he look up at its colossal good without once feeling acquiescence? Can he look up at its colossal evil without once feeling despair? Can he, in short, be at once not only a pessimist and an optimist, but a fanatical pessimist and a fanatical optimist? Is he enough of a pagan to die for the world, and enough of a Christian to die to it? In this combination, I maintain, it is the rational optimist who fails, the irrational optimist who succeeds. He is ready to smash the whole universe for the sake of self.

Sunday, August 01, 2004

Procession of the Cross

Troparion in tone 1
O Lord, save Your people,
and bless Your inheritance.
Grant victories to the Orthodox Christians
over over their adversaries;
and by virtue of Your Cross,
preserve Your habitation.

Kontakion in tone 4
As You were voluntarily raised upon the Cross for our sake,
grant mercy to those who are called by Your Name, O Christ God;
make all Orthodox Christians glad by Your power,
granting them victories over their adversaries,
by bestowing on them the invincible trophy, Your weapon of peace.