I have been doing a lot of writing lately. For numerous reasons really…. First there is that whole thing where the roomies were gone for 4 days and so that left me with hmm… myself, my phone, my computer, a good book and the television [shrug]. But then there’s also this blast throat thing that is attacking my esophagus and creating the desire to stay silent even when people are around.
Additionally, the lack of roommates around the apartment has given me a large amount of time to think. And as a result, I have written some very real and important letters the past week or so…. Trying to solve problems, encourage good decisions, and be inspired by how great God is.
Now, I don’t profess to be a genius. Far from it, actually, but I keep hearing about situations where… I have to admit, I think to myself “Am I really THAT much smarter than you?” Now, some of you might think you know what I’m talking about, and for the others of you, I’d rather just keep it vague. But I keep coming across people who I really love, and admire at times, and respect, and then I hear about something they did, and I think, “What is the matter with you? You are smart, probably smarter than me, and yet you really screwed that up somehow!” [shakes head]. And I’m not talking about one specific instance, but rather a collection of them over the past few months. I guess what it comes down to though, is that [shrug], we’re all humans and make mistakes. And the instances that I’m talking about are all with 20-somethings… so we’re young and so we’re probably making more mistakes.
But I get stuck on that whole “we’re young” thing. Do we really make that many more mistakes than older adults? Or do we just care more about each other and our decisions now? Or do we just not hide our mistakes as well? [raises one eyebrow]. Interesting. That could be worth some more thought.
But I wonder, how much we do learn from our mistakes? And what does it take to learn from them? Like, in college… it took me a while to figure out that I had to spend more than the night before studying for a test if I wanted to actually pass it. Yet, it took me little time to figure out that I could sleep in until 15 min. before class and still make it on time and look presentable [hey, I didn’t look any worse than the other crazies that signed up for those early-ass classes]. Maybe it has to do with learning what we WANT to learn, and denying the situations that cramp what we want to do. That sux. Because although I can say I have an impeccable 20 minute [or less] morning routine that was created and perfected in college, there is a lot more to be said about how my future will be molded by the lessons I absorbed in class and by studying long nights for those tests. A lot more will stick with me and make an impression on my life from the lessons that took me longer to learn, and the lessons that I was perhaps, not as inclined to WANT to learn.
[Shrug], I don’t know. I’m searching for answers and reasons as to why because I want there to be some other reason why we’re stupid. I don’t want the answer to be “we’re human”…. Lame. But [shrug]…. Could be the only answer I might get.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Thursday, March 08, 2007
So there's this rock.... and, oh I don't know a piece of marble, that's hard right?
So I’m trapped between these two sides. The side that says ‘Be smart, make good decisions, save your money and make sure the things your doing today are going to be positive for your tomorrows down the line”…. And then there’s this other side that says “Carpe the Diem! You must live for today and here and now. It’s okay to make mistakes, you are young and have a lot of time to make up for any bad decisions.”
The thing is, though, that I want both. I want the stable safe sound life that creates a good foundation for a family, a real career, an emotional network and whatever else. But I also have this craving inside me that keeps telling me there is more out there than this. The voice that tells me there are more plans for me than just where I am right now, and to follow those dreams and to pursue them wholeheartedly because if I don’t, I’ll never know whether I could have made it [a], and [b], what kinds of other things there are to learn and experience out there.
[Shrug], a lot of great things have come out of my life by living the carpe diem way. I think my first step was when I really depended on God to hook me up with what I needed when the fam moved down to Arkansas. And he did. I had to take a chance and show up to a bible study I knew only one girl at [and barely at that], but in the end, He lead me to this amazing group of girls who showed me that God was more in me than just in my bible and what I learned from them was/is immeasurable.
I took that chance when I chose the college I did. I didn’t know a soul, and although I don’t remember really giving it up to God, I know that he was totally in control and I felt peace with the fact that he was going to put the right people in my life. I didn’t think about the fact that I didn’t know anyone there, their program wasn’t going to send me straight to NYC, or that I would be paying them for the rest of my life. But it was the best decision for me without a doubt.
Then, while in college I took a total chance and signed up for the semester in London, where the two girls I was supposed to go with I only barely knew…. And that’s where I grew really close to Whit.
I mean, I look at those things in my life and think, “If I had never taken the chance and jumped off the cliff, I would be a totally different person.” Those defining moments in my life came when I jumped and didn’t stay in the safe place that I created for myself.
I have been thinking a lot about the future the past few days/weeks…. And [sigh]. I’m tired of thinking about it [shrug]. I need to figure out what is good for me and what I am meant to be doing, but I just don’t feel like it’s time yet or that I’m ready to figure out what the next year of my life is going to hold [shrug].
I want to seize the day and take advantage of the fact that I’m young and I can bounce back even if I make a bad decision. But then I’ve seen how empowering it is to have a strong emotional backup in friends and family. The support. So I waver from one side to the other and wonder what to do.
Not to mention, I think about my jump here to Indianapolis and my expectations for my experience here. I thought it would be no problem getting a job, and had full faith that God was going to bring something spectacular for me, and then I ended up at a chiropractic office after a month of unemployment. And I will absolutely attest to the part where God totally came through and provided a job that was perfect for me [in his own time], but I think to myself “Do I really want to go through that again [a]? and…Will there be another perfect opportunity for me like this one [b]?” And I find myself putting God in a box sorta, saying that He came through for me once, but I can’t really expect him to do it twice! And I know that’s wrong, because He DID do it once, where at one point I thought he had different plans for me this year, and he proved me wrong and gave me what I had been praying for and asking and wishing and dreaming for. Conundrum.
Honestly, I don’t think that I’ve absorbed all I am meant to absorb here. I don’t know what that means, or for how long that means, but I know that it’s what I feel at the moment. I also know, though, that I really want to take my hands and use them somehow to serve others. I don’t know how to do that like Whit and Neubia are doing it…. I can’t do it that way, I don’t have that sort of passion or talents. But I am a craftsman, and I want to work to show my love for people by building or doing for them.
So yeah, that rock and hard place crap…. That’s where I am. I’m praying about it though, and I know that God is awesome and will, in his own time reveal exactly where he wants me and when.
So I guess I’ll wait <><,
*maike rinaye*
The thing is, though, that I want both. I want the stable safe sound life that creates a good foundation for a family, a real career, an emotional network and whatever else. But I also have this craving inside me that keeps telling me there is more out there than this. The voice that tells me there are more plans for me than just where I am right now, and to follow those dreams and to pursue them wholeheartedly because if I don’t, I’ll never know whether I could have made it [a], and [b], what kinds of other things there are to learn and experience out there.
[Shrug], a lot of great things have come out of my life by living the carpe diem way. I think my first step was when I really depended on God to hook me up with what I needed when the fam moved down to Arkansas. And he did. I had to take a chance and show up to a bible study I knew only one girl at [and barely at that], but in the end, He lead me to this amazing group of girls who showed me that God was more in me than just in my bible and what I learned from them was/is immeasurable.
I took that chance when I chose the college I did. I didn’t know a soul, and although I don’t remember really giving it up to God, I know that he was totally in control and I felt peace with the fact that he was going to put the right people in my life. I didn’t think about the fact that I didn’t know anyone there, their program wasn’t going to send me straight to NYC, or that I would be paying them for the rest of my life. But it was the best decision for me without a doubt.
Then, while in college I took a total chance and signed up for the semester in London, where the two girls I was supposed to go with I only barely knew…. And that’s where I grew really close to Whit.
I mean, I look at those things in my life and think, “If I had never taken the chance and jumped off the cliff, I would be a totally different person.” Those defining moments in my life came when I jumped and didn’t stay in the safe place that I created for myself.
I have been thinking a lot about the future the past few days/weeks…. And [sigh]. I’m tired of thinking about it [shrug]. I need to figure out what is good for me and what I am meant to be doing, but I just don’t feel like it’s time yet or that I’m ready to figure out what the next year of my life is going to hold [shrug].
I want to seize the day and take advantage of the fact that I’m young and I can bounce back even if I make a bad decision. But then I’ve seen how empowering it is to have a strong emotional backup in friends and family. The support. So I waver from one side to the other and wonder what to do.
Not to mention, I think about my jump here to Indianapolis and my expectations for my experience here. I thought it would be no problem getting a job, and had full faith that God was going to bring something spectacular for me, and then I ended up at a chiropractic office after a month of unemployment. And I will absolutely attest to the part where God totally came through and provided a job that was perfect for me [in his own time], but I think to myself “Do I really want to go through that again [a]? and…Will there be another perfect opportunity for me like this one [b]?” And I find myself putting God in a box sorta, saying that He came through for me once, but I can’t really expect him to do it twice! And I know that’s wrong, because He DID do it once, where at one point I thought he had different plans for me this year, and he proved me wrong and gave me what I had been praying for and asking and wishing and dreaming for. Conundrum.
Honestly, I don’t think that I’ve absorbed all I am meant to absorb here. I don’t know what that means, or for how long that means, but I know that it’s what I feel at the moment. I also know, though, that I really want to take my hands and use them somehow to serve others. I don’t know how to do that like Whit and Neubia are doing it…. I can’t do it that way, I don’t have that sort of passion or talents. But I am a craftsman, and I want to work to show my love for people by building or doing for them.
So yeah, that rock and hard place crap…. That’s where I am. I’m praying about it though, and I know that God is awesome and will, in his own time reveal exactly where he wants me and when.
So I guess I’ll wait <><,
*maike rinaye*
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Gas under $2....
So we have started a new tradition.... whenever we see that gas prices are under $2 we take a random road trip... which always ends up being fabulous [and by always I really mean the first and the second trips…but I’m looking forward to many to come….as long as the government co-operates]. Anyway, we spotted the cheap gas on Friday and decided that Sat. we would have to leave town. We took off to Michigan!
Ann Arbor. It was great. Fantastic freakin shops all over, beautiful city. Cold as freakin Alaska but wonderful nonetheless. We only stayed one night, but it was so worth it. I looked at a school up there at one point [okay, I only looked for like, a min. ‘cause Lord knows I am not one for the cold weather]. Anyway, it was a great town, and if it were located closer to the equator, just a bit, it would totally be on the “I should live here someday” list….. it might make it on that list anyway.
That’s all really. We rocked it out, Whit, Bobbie and I. It was a freakin blast. Can’t wait for the next fun trip…. St. Patrick’s day perhaps? Maybe in Chicago? We’ll see.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Ann Arbor. It was great. Fantastic freakin shops all over, beautiful city. Cold as freakin Alaska but wonderful nonetheless. We only stayed one night, but it was so worth it. I looked at a school up there at one point [okay, I only looked for like, a min. ‘cause Lord knows I am not one for the cold weather]. Anyway, it was a great town, and if it were located closer to the equator, just a bit, it would totally be on the “I should live here someday” list….. it might make it on that list anyway.
That’s all really. We rocked it out, Whit, Bobbie and I. It was a freakin blast. Can’t wait for the next fun trip…. St. Patrick’s day perhaps? Maybe in Chicago? We’ll see.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Soo....
Rika and Kent are engaged! Exciting [smile]. I don't have any more pictures 'cause I've only met him once [after they were engaged but before Rika told me]. So... [shrug], more to come some day!
<><,
*maike rinaye*
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Sunday, December 03, 2006
random comment.
So, I have noticed that people who get themselves into relationships stop blogging [nod]... and then randomly they decide that their blogging friends need to know where they have gone, so they post a "Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've started dating a great girl/boy! He/She is really fantastic! blah, blah, blah...” [shakes head]. Weird. I’m totally not ever going to blog about a guy in that way. I don’t want my friends to find out about those kinds of things in my life because they happened to check my blog. No way, that’s ridiculous.
Other than that [smile], we have feng shui-d our living room and it’s great. And for those that haven’t heard…we got a fake fireplace from my boss [the photographer]. I guess he used it as a prop at some point. It’s pretty funny [smile], but it actually looks cool now; we have it plugged in and the fake embers glowing [laugh]. Ha ha ha…. It’s the small things in life, seriously.
AND, there’s this freaking brilliant mouse in our house! On Monday night I was sitting on the floor up against the couch and saw it race from the closet to the back of the refrigerator. Which of coarse alarmed me, so I jumped up onto the couch, which alarmed Neubia who jumped over to the stairs wanting to know what I saw and where it was [laugh]. But since she didn’t see it, and neither Whit or I could locate it with the flashlight, I thought maybe my mind was just playing tricks on me, so we didn’t do anything about it. But wouldn’t you know that I saw it again the next night, and then Neubia saw it race into under one of the stove burners!
So now we have three different traps set, right. The first night we put peanut butter on two of them, only to come downstairs to find the traps NOT set off, but the peanut butter gone! So last night we set it up with cheese on it, like squished in so that it would be difficult to get at…. [shakes head]. The smart mouse ate those too! What are three girls to do? Kevin [Whit’s step dad] told us we need to get some poison, but let’s be serious. If we poison the critter then he will crawl up in some hole and die and stink the place up until we find him, and that….[shiver] is gross and might require assistance from one of our guy friends.
Anyway, it’s cold here [like tonight it’s supposed to be 14 degrees!], but still no real snow [I’m jealous that Springfield got two snow days to play and relax. I know that I don’t really get snow days with my job, but it’d be great to see the snow and play in it, take some fun pictures and I hear there are some great sledding hills pretty close to us too.
Well, I think that’s all for now!
LOVE<><,
*maike rinaye*
Other than that [smile], we have feng shui-d our living room and it’s great. And for those that haven’t heard…we got a fake fireplace from my boss [the photographer]. I guess he used it as a prop at some point. It’s pretty funny [smile], but it actually looks cool now; we have it plugged in and the fake embers glowing [laugh]. Ha ha ha…. It’s the small things in life, seriously.
AND, there’s this freaking brilliant mouse in our house! On Monday night I was sitting on the floor up against the couch and saw it race from the closet to the back of the refrigerator. Which of coarse alarmed me, so I jumped up onto the couch, which alarmed Neubia who jumped over to the stairs wanting to know what I saw and where it was [laugh]. But since she didn’t see it, and neither Whit or I could locate it with the flashlight, I thought maybe my mind was just playing tricks on me, so we didn’t do anything about it. But wouldn’t you know that I saw it again the next night, and then Neubia saw it race into under one of the stove burners!
So now we have three different traps set, right. The first night we put peanut butter on two of them, only to come downstairs to find the traps NOT set off, but the peanut butter gone! So last night we set it up with cheese on it, like squished in so that it would be difficult to get at…. [shakes head]. The smart mouse ate those too! What are three girls to do? Kevin [Whit’s step dad] told us we need to get some poison, but let’s be serious. If we poison the critter then he will crawl up in some hole and die and stink the place up until we find him, and that….[shiver] is gross and might require assistance from one of our guy friends.
Anyway, it’s cold here [like tonight it’s supposed to be 14 degrees!], but still no real snow [I’m jealous that Springfield got two snow days to play and relax. I know that I don’t really get snow days with my job, but it’d be great to see the snow and play in it, take some fun pictures and I hear there are some great sledding hills pretty close to us too.
Well, I think that’s all for now!
LOVE<><,
*maike rinaye*
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Inside my head....hmm
November 29, 2006
So the past few days I have been in somewhat of a mood… some might say grumpy, some might say just mad, but I think I would call it more of a bitter mood, or disenchanted. And last night I did a lot of thinking about stuff, and mostly, I think my mood was a result of just realizing that we are all humans, and can never make all the right decisions, and never know completely 100% whether we’re doing the right thing or not.
And sure, this seems like a simple idea to grasp and whatnot, but I think…. Hmm…. This is hard to write out. I think that sometimes we have people that we really look up to, for example, for me right now one group is Godly men. I find these great guy friends who serve the Lord to be attractive in almost every area and I root for them to find great things: a great job, successful fulfilling career, a fantastic relationship with Jesus, a great Godly woman to hook up with [and I enjoy it even more if it’s one of my friends]. The problem is, however, that because I’ve tagged them as “Godly men”, I have high expectations of them first of all, and second of all, I put them on an inhuman pedestal where I am blind to their faults. This is where the being bitter that we’re all human part comes in.
And I don’t just do this with guys, it happens with my female friends too. But it’s just sort of a crash when you realize that we are all humans, and no matter how close we are to God, we’re still sinners and are still going to screw things up somehow.
I am frustrated right now. I wish that I knew all things…shoot, not even all things. I would settle for just a few simple instructions for that whole “this is who you should talk to and who you should let know about what you are thinking and feeling”. I feel like generally that’s what I want to do, work out the problems be honest and upfront. But lately, it’s become more of the question: is it worth it? You know, is this person going to be responsive to me making an issue about this or that, and are they going to listen to what I say, are they going to think about it, are they actually going to be able to talk about it with me? Or are they going to be that person who might listen to you but has nothing to say because they think that they are right and should not have to defend themselves or their actions. Bleh. Puke on those people. And then the whole thing about how many times do you approach someone about the same issues? [shakes head]. Sheesh. Are you confused yet? I might be.
Anyway, there are just a lot of ideas floating around in my head at the moment, and I’m slowly but surely making sense of most of them. I think sometimes, because of the neighborhood that we live in and the things that we have experienced and seen these last few months, I sort of view Springfield as the good place where nothing bad happens, and the friends I have there/made there are great Godly people who are living right. When in reality, Springfield is just another town with as much sin as this one. We see different aspects of it, sure…. But sinful, unholy and human just the same…. [sigh]. Man, all this talk makes me think that heaven is going to be pretty freakin awesome [smile].
So I think that’s it for tonight. I have somewhat of a story to share…. But I’m still forming it…. It might be a long one, ‘cause it’s hard to explain everything that goes with it [physically, factually and emotionally]. But hopefully when I get it up here it will be good.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
So the past few days I have been in somewhat of a mood… some might say grumpy, some might say just mad, but I think I would call it more of a bitter mood, or disenchanted. And last night I did a lot of thinking about stuff, and mostly, I think my mood was a result of just realizing that we are all humans, and can never make all the right decisions, and never know completely 100% whether we’re doing the right thing or not.
And sure, this seems like a simple idea to grasp and whatnot, but I think…. Hmm…. This is hard to write out. I think that sometimes we have people that we really look up to, for example, for me right now one group is Godly men. I find these great guy friends who serve the Lord to be attractive in almost every area and I root for them to find great things: a great job, successful fulfilling career, a fantastic relationship with Jesus, a great Godly woman to hook up with [and I enjoy it even more if it’s one of my friends]. The problem is, however, that because I’ve tagged them as “Godly men”, I have high expectations of them first of all, and second of all, I put them on an inhuman pedestal where I am blind to their faults. This is where the being bitter that we’re all human part comes in.
And I don’t just do this with guys, it happens with my female friends too. But it’s just sort of a crash when you realize that we are all humans, and no matter how close we are to God, we’re still sinners and are still going to screw things up somehow.
I am frustrated right now. I wish that I knew all things…shoot, not even all things. I would settle for just a few simple instructions for that whole “this is who you should talk to and who you should let know about what you are thinking and feeling”. I feel like generally that’s what I want to do, work out the problems be honest and upfront. But lately, it’s become more of the question: is it worth it? You know, is this person going to be responsive to me making an issue about this or that, and are they going to listen to what I say, are they going to think about it, are they actually going to be able to talk about it with me? Or are they going to be that person who might listen to you but has nothing to say because they think that they are right and should not have to defend themselves or their actions. Bleh. Puke on those people. And then the whole thing about how many times do you approach someone about the same issues? [shakes head]. Sheesh. Are you confused yet? I might be.
Anyway, there are just a lot of ideas floating around in my head at the moment, and I’m slowly but surely making sense of most of them. I think sometimes, because of the neighborhood that we live in and the things that we have experienced and seen these last few months, I sort of view Springfield as the good place where nothing bad happens, and the friends I have there/made there are great Godly people who are living right. When in reality, Springfield is just another town with as much sin as this one. We see different aspects of it, sure…. But sinful, unholy and human just the same…. [sigh]. Man, all this talk makes me think that heaven is going to be pretty freakin awesome [smile].
So I think that’s it for tonight. I have somewhat of a story to share…. But I’m still forming it…. It might be a long one, ‘cause it’s hard to explain everything that goes with it [physically, factually and emotionally]. But hopefully when I get it up here it will be good.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Monday, November 27, 2006
Thanksgiving....
So, recap of the last few significant events in my life:
*got a great job, which I absolutely love [well, perhaps ‘absolute’ is a bit of a strong word, ‘cause there are definitely elements that I fight with….but for the majority of the time, I really love it].
*took a random “gas-is-under-$2” trip to St. Louis!
*continued our Thursday night dinner and salsa dancing trend.
*had a fantastic Thanksgiving feast with the Indy folks [we all cooked stuff from scratch: cornbread, creamed green beans, mashed potatoes, pumpkin bread, noodle salad stuff….and turkey of course!].
*drove to St. Louis/Springfield/Branson for Thanksgiving break! [Neubia had never been to St. Louis so we did the arch, and the loop….good times:].
*salsa’d in Springfield at our favorite ghetto bar [which is finally getting a new dance floor this month!].
*experienced the X-mas in Branson…. X-mas lights, shopping, a show and all! [also a first for Neubia].
On the drive back to Indy I was thinking about how I was excited about coming back to Indy…. But it’s more than coming back to a city that I like, or people that I like, or a home…. It’s more of coming back to MY life. Ya know? And I love visiting parts of my past, whether that’s in Marshall, Arkansas, Springfield or New Mexico….. [shrug]…. I absolutely love traveling. But there is something to say about coming back to my life and my routines, and freedom [nod].
I really did have a great week. It made me wish that I had all the important people closer to me…. specifically in the same city that I’m living… [smile]… but I guess that’s the deal, right? If you want adventure, you can’t likely pull everyone through it with you.
More to come later, I promise…. I’m in a writing kind of mood.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
*got a great job, which I absolutely love [well, perhaps ‘absolute’ is a bit of a strong word, ‘cause there are definitely elements that I fight with….but for the majority of the time, I really love it].
*took a random “gas-is-under-$2” trip to St. Louis!
*continued our Thursday night dinner and salsa dancing trend.
*had a fantastic Thanksgiving feast with the Indy folks [we all cooked stuff from scratch: cornbread, creamed green beans, mashed potatoes, pumpkin bread, noodle salad stuff….and turkey of course!].
*drove to St. Louis/Springfield/Branson for Thanksgiving break! [Neubia had never been to St. Louis so we did the arch, and the loop….good times:].
*salsa’d in Springfield at our favorite ghetto bar [which is finally getting a new dance floor this month!].
*experienced the X-mas in Branson…. X-mas lights, shopping, a show and all! [also a first for Neubia].
On the drive back to Indy I was thinking about how I was excited about coming back to Indy…. But it’s more than coming back to a city that I like, or people that I like, or a home…. It’s more of coming back to MY life. Ya know? And I love visiting parts of my past, whether that’s in Marshall, Arkansas, Springfield or New Mexico….. [shrug]…. I absolutely love traveling. But there is something to say about coming back to my life and my routines, and freedom [nod].
I really did have a great week. It made me wish that I had all the important people closer to me…. specifically in the same city that I’m living… [smile]… but I guess that’s the deal, right? If you want adventure, you can’t likely pull everyone through it with you.
More to come later, I promise…. I’m in a writing kind of mood.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Sweet Action
Guess who's working at a photo studio starting tomorow? Yeah! I sure did get the job, how exciting is that. I'll be working in the productions room to start with, and learning a lot, a lot a lot...which is way exciting. How awesome?! I am expected to enter photo competitions, and expected to go on the weekend retreat things in other cities to hear speakers talk about everything photographic. I still can't believe it's real. I have lunch with them tomorow to talk about all the details and then I start working in the afternoon [grin].
Crazy.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Crazy.
<><,
*maike rinaye*
Thursday, October 12, 2006
God's timing is, hmm, not quite insync with mine.
Oh my gosh… okay, so we’ve all wanted something at some point in our lives, right…. Of course we have. Well, then there’s the moments, when you want something, you go after it with all you’ve got and….well, God laughs in your face and basically says ‘no, that’s not really what I have in mind’ [rolls eyes]. So I blogged about the whole coming to Indy and being shot down about the photography thing, but knowing that God had something bigger planned out for me.
Well, then I got the job at the chiropractic office, which at the time I thought was right on and something I could definitely do for a year to pay the bills. And the very first time I met with my current boss, she told me about a photographer who was a patient of theirs, and if I wanted to, she would drop off my portfolio and my resume and put in a good word for me. Well, I obviously took her up on it, and now, 4 weeks later she has finally dropped off my portfolio and my resume…… And they called me on Tuesday to see if I could come in for an interview!…..yeah….I’m pretty sure my heart stopped beating when I heard the message.
Anyway, we met this morning….and I want this job so bad…. So bad. I would have access to the studio [which is huge!], but it seems like my job would be mostly in multi-tasking and sending out orders, getting photographs ready for clients, and digitally editing images. I want it so so bad…and they could tell [smile]. They [there were three of them interviewing me-sorta], at one point, asked if I had digital images from the weddings I shot, and I said I did….and that I actually thought about bringing my laptop in, just in case…but decided against it because I didn’t want to seem to eager. Which the one man then said “But you are eager, right. I can see it. You want this job so bad!”….and I was like “Yeah, you’re right…I’m not going to lie. I do”…and then he asked me to tell them how much I wanted this job… and I should have been able to come up with a better answer for them, because there are so many reasons….so so many reasons. But I said that words can’t even begin to describe how much I would love to work for them.
Which brought us around to what days I could work, which I then sighed and said that that was the only sticky part of it. Because I have a prior commitment to the Chiropractic office, and when hiring me my boss explained that she was a bit hesitant because she didn’t want me to get up and quit after working there for three months, because I had a better job offer. And so I assured her that if they hired me it would be the end of my job searching. I said I couldn’t promise anything after a year. And I was for real. I haven’t done any more searching. But now, this studio has contacted me and [sigh]…yeah, what now?! So anyway, I explained to my interviewers the situation, and the main photographer basically said that it would be taken care of, and that they’d be able to smooth things over with the Chiropractic office [and I wonder what I looked like, ‘cause I could have cried…seriously].
So now I’m waiting, and praying that I’m what they want and that they’ll hire me and that I’ll really be able to be a part of something. I was thinking about it, and….if I was hired, I could stay in Indy for longer than the year. Yeah, with a job that I love…. That provided me with the kind of opportunities that I think this studio will….absolutely. There are a lot of things that are important to me, but this, this would be so incredible.
Anyway, your prayers are welcomed. And I thank you for them. Dear God, please let me get this job…please, please, please……[fingers crossed]. I know that things are in your control, and so I trust that you will put me where I’m meant to be.
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*maike rinaye*
Well, then I got the job at the chiropractic office, which at the time I thought was right on and something I could definitely do for a year to pay the bills. And the very first time I met with my current boss, she told me about a photographer who was a patient of theirs, and if I wanted to, she would drop off my portfolio and my resume and put in a good word for me. Well, I obviously took her up on it, and now, 4 weeks later she has finally dropped off my portfolio and my resume…… And they called me on Tuesday to see if I could come in for an interview!…..yeah….I’m pretty sure my heart stopped beating when I heard the message.
Anyway, we met this morning….and I want this job so bad…. So bad. I would have access to the studio [which is huge!], but it seems like my job would be mostly in multi-tasking and sending out orders, getting photographs ready for clients, and digitally editing images. I want it so so bad…and they could tell [smile]. They [there were three of them interviewing me-sorta], at one point, asked if I had digital images from the weddings I shot, and I said I did….and that I actually thought about bringing my laptop in, just in case…but decided against it because I didn’t want to seem to eager. Which the one man then said “But you are eager, right. I can see it. You want this job so bad!”….and I was like “Yeah, you’re right…I’m not going to lie. I do”…and then he asked me to tell them how much I wanted this job… and I should have been able to come up with a better answer for them, because there are so many reasons….so so many reasons. But I said that words can’t even begin to describe how much I would love to work for them.
Which brought us around to what days I could work, which I then sighed and said that that was the only sticky part of it. Because I have a prior commitment to the Chiropractic office, and when hiring me my boss explained that she was a bit hesitant because she didn’t want me to get up and quit after working there for three months, because I had a better job offer. And so I assured her that if they hired me it would be the end of my job searching. I said I couldn’t promise anything after a year. And I was for real. I haven’t done any more searching. But now, this studio has contacted me and [sigh]…yeah, what now?! So anyway, I explained to my interviewers the situation, and the main photographer basically said that it would be taken care of, and that they’d be able to smooth things over with the Chiropractic office [and I wonder what I looked like, ‘cause I could have cried…seriously].
So now I’m waiting, and praying that I’m what they want and that they’ll hire me and that I’ll really be able to be a part of something. I was thinking about it, and….if I was hired, I could stay in Indy for longer than the year. Yeah, with a job that I love…. That provided me with the kind of opportunities that I think this studio will….absolutely. There are a lot of things that are important to me, but this, this would be so incredible.
Anyway, your prayers are welcomed. And I thank you for them. Dear God, please let me get this job…please, please, please……[fingers crossed]. I know that things are in your control, and so I trust that you will put me where I’m meant to be.
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*maike rinaye*
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Ah Salsa Dancing....
I hate to admit it, I really do….but I think I’ve become a dancing snob…maybe it’s not REAL snobbery [shrug]…..but it’s some form of it, at least for salsa dancing.
Last Thursday Whit, Neubia and I ventured out to the Jazz Kitchen as we usually do on Thursday nights [and we will continue to do as long as women get in free before 10:]. And like normal, we each danced with a number of different guys…the thing that hit me as snobbery though, was that after I danced with a particular guy that had limited actual salsa skills, I attempted to not make eye contact with him for the remainder of the night. And I want to convince myself that it’s not because I mind dancing with bad dancers, I don’t usually….but when you know that there are really good dancers on the floor and around you that might ask you to dance, you don’t want to sacrifice a dance with one of them because you got suckered into dancing with the bad dancer!
And I was thinking through all of this….and the thing is, I don’t mind dancing with guys that KNOW they suck at dancing, and are wanting you to help them. But when it comes to the guys that think you want to dance with them because they are the stuff or whatever….umm, no. I want to dance with a guy because he’ll spin me around, and make me feel like a princess [I know, clique, but there’s some truth to it]. So I like the beginners ‘cause they want to learn how to be the guy to spin the princess around, and I LOVE dancing with the great dancers….but it’s the others that I don’t want to end up on the floor with. Especially because I feel like they are just waiting for that slow dance song that takes no talent and allows them to just get close to your body and act like you are intimately involved….please [rolls eyes]. If you have no talent, and don’t want to learn how to dance then just don’t ask me ‘cause honestly….I might be a “yes” girl, but only once for that kind of dance partner.
Anyway [smile]. Not to discourage any boys from asking. You should ALWAYS ask. But if you happen to be in it just so that you have a chance at going home with a girl….give it up. We know who you are and we think you suck at dancing….Go to some other club and try to pick up the women who are dancing for the same reasons you are…hmm.
And lastly…I miss our Springfield boys…. Andrew, Jason, Mat, James, Yemi ….you guys are great. There are some amazing dancers here…. so amazing there are times where I wonder if I can actually keep up with them on the cramped dance floor…but none of them are as fun as you guys were [smile].
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*maike rinaye*
Last Thursday Whit, Neubia and I ventured out to the Jazz Kitchen as we usually do on Thursday nights [and we will continue to do as long as women get in free before 10:]. And like normal, we each danced with a number of different guys…the thing that hit me as snobbery though, was that after I danced with a particular guy that had limited actual salsa skills, I attempted to not make eye contact with him for the remainder of the night. And I want to convince myself that it’s not because I mind dancing with bad dancers, I don’t usually….but when you know that there are really good dancers on the floor and around you that might ask you to dance, you don’t want to sacrifice a dance with one of them because you got suckered into dancing with the bad dancer!
And I was thinking through all of this….and the thing is, I don’t mind dancing with guys that KNOW they suck at dancing, and are wanting you to help them. But when it comes to the guys that think you want to dance with them because they are the stuff or whatever….umm, no. I want to dance with a guy because he’ll spin me around, and make me feel like a princess [I know, clique, but there’s some truth to it]. So I like the beginners ‘cause they want to learn how to be the guy to spin the princess around, and I LOVE dancing with the great dancers….but it’s the others that I don’t want to end up on the floor with. Especially because I feel like they are just waiting for that slow dance song that takes no talent and allows them to just get close to your body and act like you are intimately involved….please [rolls eyes]. If you have no talent, and don’t want to learn how to dance then just don’t ask me ‘cause honestly….I might be a “yes” girl, but only once for that kind of dance partner.
Anyway [smile]. Not to discourage any boys from asking. You should ALWAYS ask. But if you happen to be in it just so that you have a chance at going home with a girl….give it up. We know who you are and we think you suck at dancing….Go to some other club and try to pick up the women who are dancing for the same reasons you are…hmm.
And lastly…I miss our Springfield boys…. Andrew, Jason, Mat, James, Yemi ….you guys are great. There are some amazing dancers here…. so amazing there are times where I wonder if I can actually keep up with them on the cramped dance floor…but none of them are as fun as you guys were [smile].
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*maike rinaye*
Friday, October 06, 2006
So I have a car stereo with the removable face, right....and I remove it almost all the time....but not for the reasons you might think. They [the damn criminals in my neighborhood that keep waking me up at ungodly hours of the night/morning] could take the stereo for all I care! I remove the face because I don't want to have to pay for a busted window they would leave for me to find the next morning! Sheesh.
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Thursday, September 21, 2006
Fall
Fall
I love it when you wake up and realize that fall has finally arrived. You’re laying in bed, and slowly open your eyes and attempt to take a breath through your nose...which you quickly realize is not an option, and remember that because of your clogged snout you were breathing through your mouth all night. Then on to step two….the mad dash to the hot shower so you don’t freeze your butt off in the cold air between your warm sheet and the hot H2O. Unless of course, you decide that you don’t really need to shower this morning, in which case you stay in bed an extra half-hour and then try to warm your cold clothes up with the blow dryer or by shoving them into the clothes dryer right before putting them on.
Yeah, that part is refreshing [smile]….the tormenting parts are those falls that shoot from “Mondays high’s in the mid to upper 80’s” to “Tuesday night’s low’s will be mid 30’s for the night, make sure to get an early start to scrape your widows tomorrow!” And of course the weather people are all perky like the general public actually wants to wake up the extra 15 minutes to scour our windshields from the white ice particles that prevent us from distinguishing the road from the sidewalk. Oh, but it doesn’t stop there…..the forecasters then let us in on the fact that not only will the temperatures go from 80’s on Monday to 50’s on Tuesday, but the rest of the week will do the SAME thing. So we end trying to figure out which is better: sweating in a warm winter fleece, or freezing in a short-sleeved blouse.
Yeah, I love fall….the changing colors of the leaves, the fact that I’m no longer expected to shave my legs, my dripping or stuffy nasal cavities, the altering sweating and freezing my body must undergo, the fact that it is vital to straighten my hair to prevent illness. [Sigh], I LOVE this time of year [smile].
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*maike rinaye*
I love it when you wake up and realize that fall has finally arrived. You’re laying in bed, and slowly open your eyes and attempt to take a breath through your nose...which you quickly realize is not an option, and remember that because of your clogged snout you were breathing through your mouth all night. Then on to step two….the mad dash to the hot shower so you don’t freeze your butt off in the cold air between your warm sheet and the hot H2O. Unless of course, you decide that you don’t really need to shower this morning, in which case you stay in bed an extra half-hour and then try to warm your cold clothes up with the blow dryer or by shoving them into the clothes dryer right before putting them on.
Yeah, that part is refreshing [smile]….the tormenting parts are those falls that shoot from “Mondays high’s in the mid to upper 80’s” to “Tuesday night’s low’s will be mid 30’s for the night, make sure to get an early start to scrape your widows tomorrow!” And of course the weather people are all perky like the general public actually wants to wake up the extra 15 minutes to scour our windshields from the white ice particles that prevent us from distinguishing the road from the sidewalk. Oh, but it doesn’t stop there…..the forecasters then let us in on the fact that not only will the temperatures go from 80’s on Monday to 50’s on Tuesday, but the rest of the week will do the SAME thing. So we end trying to figure out which is better: sweating in a warm winter fleece, or freezing in a short-sleeved blouse.
Yeah, I love fall….the changing colors of the leaves, the fact that I’m no longer expected to shave my legs, my dripping or stuffy nasal cavities, the altering sweating and freezing my body must undergo, the fact that it is vital to straighten my hair to prevent illness. [Sigh], I LOVE this time of year [smile].
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*maike rinaye*
Sunday, September 17, 2006
step up, take the lead, shall we dance, dirty dancing....love it.
To dance is to live….or at least to live more enjoyably….salsa is still incredible and it’s great to know that we still got moves! This place in Indy is fantastic…seriously….chicks in free before 10, crowded dance floor, not really sketchy at all [sorta ritzy], and fabuloso dancing!
So this week…hip hop….2 weeks late, which sux…but [shrug]….better to start 2 weeks late, than to never start at all, right? [how many other clichés can I use?].
I have a job [finally a way to finance my life!]. This morning I actually got up and thought to myself “yay, tomorrow I have to go to work!”….and then I smiled at myself and hoped that I would be able to continue that for the majority of my life…here’s hoping!
God’s great…nope, better than that, he’s amazing. And I thank him for what he’s doing in my life, that’s for sure… good, bad…. easy, hard… enjoyable, bearable…..etc.
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*maike rinaye*
So this week…hip hop….2 weeks late, which sux…but [shrug]….better to start 2 weeks late, than to never start at all, right? [how many other clichés can I use?].
I have a job [finally a way to finance my life!]. This morning I actually got up and thought to myself “yay, tomorrow I have to go to work!”….and then I smiled at myself and hoped that I would be able to continue that for the majority of my life…here’s hoping!
God’s great…nope, better than that, he’s amazing. And I thank him for what he’s doing in my life, that’s for sure… good, bad…. easy, hard… enjoyable, bearable…..etc.
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*maike rinaye*
Friday, September 08, 2006
real life vs. television
I’m pretty sure that if Maury would come to our neighborhood he’d have an entire season’s worth of subject matter just from the people who live in our apartment complex. Crazy, huh? And really sad too.
Just this morning, we had the widows open and I was still laying in bed when I overheard a conversation that went something like: “...Anyone can be a father, just put your d*ck in some woman and there you go….but it takes a bigger man to be a daddy!” I prayed for her and for him. That’s one of those things that you will hear all the time on trashy shows like Maury and Montell and Jerry Springer…but in real life?! Right outside your window? Yeah, it’s crazy how real some television is for some people and how made up it is for others. It’s hard realizing that stuff really does happen and that it’s happening to people I have met and know.
Crazy.
Just this morning, we had the widows open and I was still laying in bed when I overheard a conversation that went something like: “...Anyone can be a father, just put your d*ck in some woman and there you go….but it takes a bigger man to be a daddy!” I prayed for her and for him. That’s one of those things that you will hear all the time on trashy shows like Maury and Montell and Jerry Springer…but in real life?! Right outside your window? Yeah, it’s crazy how real some television is for some people and how made up it is for others. It’s hard realizing that stuff really does happen and that it’s happening to people I have met and know.
Crazy.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Lullabies
In our neighborhood we have a slightly different version of lullabies…. Instead of a soft voice whispering into the quietness, it’s sirens from the numerous police cars roaming our drug infested location, with a solo by the random car alarm [which last night lasted 10 min! no kidding], and then some harmony of a helicopter circling above probably attempting to spot the runaway convict. And then, when you think you are finally relaxed enough to drift into the nothingness of sleep…some crazy Mexican speaking men start yelling at each other outside even though it’s 2 am and the rest of the world is sleeping! Yes, between the car alarms, the honking, the sirens…it’s crazy. Life changing I’m sure….after this year I will probably never be able to sleep in a quiet room again.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
dirty dishes no more!
Dude, so we bought a dishwasher this weekend from a garage sale….we come home and say to the roommate “Hey, we bought a dishwasher and we’re wondering if we can use your car to transport it”….she looked at us like we were speaking Chinese and then said “You guys just don’t make small purchases do you?!” [laugh]…nope. But then it was like, issue after issue after issue…..we didn’t fit it into the car….so we paid the owner $10 to haul it over to our apartment…..then we get it all plugged in and everything and no water…[of course]…so we do some research, we tip it upside down decide that it’s probably the hose that’s it’s clogged or something…so we attempt to replace the hose [we totally took pictures of the dishwasher, the hose, the plug in and then headed off to the home improvement store with the digital camera to make sure we were doing the right thing].
So we then buy the wrong hose to hook up, decide to bring the old hose with us this time to the hardware store…but this takes so much longer than it should ‘cause it’s metal end it sealed to the next piece because of all the corrosion. So like, two hours later we finally have the new hose in place [we never actually got the two pieces apart ourselves…we took it to the hardware store to the boy Neubia was flirting with on the first trip, and he took it back to the cleaners section of the store and just started spraying all sorts of chemicals on it (laugh)…and it finally came apart].
So back at the house, with the new hose in place, we attempt it again, with no luck…still no water. After many phone calls to fathers, and numerous attempts to research it on-line, we call the GE 1800 number and they give us a few suggestions….we do it….then it actually pumps the water in [hurray!], but when we look in at the end of the cycle there is like 4 inches of water still in it….not right.
We look all over the internet, end up calling the GE lady again….follow her suggestions, nothing works. So, because we had no other ideas we decide to just run it again and see what happens.
So around midnight, we have finally came to the end of the second run through and because we are aware that we might have just made the situation worse, I suggest we roll the dishwasher halfway out the door before we open it [in case there is more water in it than before]…..Luckily however, after rolling it into the darkness, Whit opened it and nothing….all water was properly drained…hallelujah!
I swear, we don’t always go looking for crazy crap to happen to us…a lot of the time it just finds us [shrug]….[smile].
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006
woah...I know, it's been forever
Man, I don’t even know how to start the freakin blog anymore [smile]. But I guess that I’ll just bust up into what is actually going on.
I’M IN INDY! Woo Hoo! [for the most part anyway].
I am confident that God has amazing things planned for this period in my life, I know he does….but trusting him and having faith that he’s going to come through…man, so much harder to do than to say.
So I desperately want to work with a photographer… and two months ago, I thought this was entirely possible, and that if I trusted in God he would provide for me. But get this, I get here, call a few photographers in town, e-mail my resume out…and then go talk to this particular photographer, Karen. Which is great, her work is awesome and she has a few events that she’ll need an assistant photographer for in September. But in talking with her, like, my hopes for that photographer position are mostly shattered ☹. She tells me that in the last ten years sales have decreased like crazy. 5 years ago she was shooting 140 weddings a year. This year she has 35 on the books. How crazy! Anyway, after a few days of moping around and asking God what the hell I was supposed to do now, I’ve finally been able to push forward. But man, it’s so hard. Like that pushing part. I know who I am and that if I get a job I will rock it….but that whole getting a job thing…like, the career counselor at Drury said that 90% of jobs are not listed….then how are you supposed to find these jobs? [sigh]. So, I have resorted to the classified ads, and some employment magazine. It would be a bit different if I had the connections, but I don’t….so I feel so out on a limb here.
Anyway, I’ve been dealing with that like mad. And I know deep down that God is absolutely going to put me in the right place, but waiting is so cruel.
On the up side…all this uncertainty has definitely improved my prayer life. My God is amazing, and I know it, but it is truly in these moments where I am being carried and letting Him walk for me that I realize just how much I need Him. I had two great conversations tonight…..and the whole thing where you know you have to let go of things in order to really feel God and his massive amount of love…man that’s tough, but so rewarding. And it’s all sorts of things that you have to give up….sometimes it’s old friends that are unintentionally holding you back from where God wants you to be, and sometimes it’s your fears, sometimes it’s a romance, sometimes its comfortability and sometimes it’s giving up the power and control that we all feel like we need in our lives.
But I can’t help but think that when we do that to glorify God, that he’s going to see that and reward us for doing the right thing.
Man [smile]…life, huh? I know I just have to plug my nose, hold on to my top and jump in…but it’s still nerve-wracking. I’m going in to see a chiropractor tomorrow and fill out an application to be an assistant. I think it would be awesome, and it’s closer to us [like 15 min. away…how awesome would that be]. I’ve just got to shine and be all what God has let me become.
And lastly this:
“Consider it pure JOY my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be MATURE and COMPLETE, not lacking anything.”
-James 1:2-4
So here I am….joyful and desiring that place where I am found mature and complete in God.
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*maike rinaye*
I’M IN INDY! Woo Hoo! [for the most part anyway].
I am confident that God has amazing things planned for this period in my life, I know he does….but trusting him and having faith that he’s going to come through…man, so much harder to do than to say.
So I desperately want to work with a photographer… and two months ago, I thought this was entirely possible, and that if I trusted in God he would provide for me. But get this, I get here, call a few photographers in town, e-mail my resume out…and then go talk to this particular photographer, Karen. Which is great, her work is awesome and she has a few events that she’ll need an assistant photographer for in September. But in talking with her, like, my hopes for that photographer position are mostly shattered ☹. She tells me that in the last ten years sales have decreased like crazy. 5 years ago she was shooting 140 weddings a year. This year she has 35 on the books. How crazy! Anyway, after a few days of moping around and asking God what the hell I was supposed to do now, I’ve finally been able to push forward. But man, it’s so hard. Like that pushing part. I know who I am and that if I get a job I will rock it….but that whole getting a job thing…like, the career counselor at Drury said that 90% of jobs are not listed….then how are you supposed to find these jobs? [sigh]. So, I have resorted to the classified ads, and some employment magazine. It would be a bit different if I had the connections, but I don’t….so I feel so out on a limb here.
Anyway, I’ve been dealing with that like mad. And I know deep down that God is absolutely going to put me in the right place, but waiting is so cruel.
On the up side…all this uncertainty has definitely improved my prayer life. My God is amazing, and I know it, but it is truly in these moments where I am being carried and letting Him walk for me that I realize just how much I need Him. I had two great conversations tonight…..and the whole thing where you know you have to let go of things in order to really feel God and his massive amount of love…man that’s tough, but so rewarding. And it’s all sorts of things that you have to give up….sometimes it’s old friends that are unintentionally holding you back from where God wants you to be, and sometimes it’s your fears, sometimes it’s a romance, sometimes its comfortability and sometimes it’s giving up the power and control that we all feel like we need in our lives.
But I can’t help but think that when we do that to glorify God, that he’s going to see that and reward us for doing the right thing.
Man [smile]…life, huh? I know I just have to plug my nose, hold on to my top and jump in…but it’s still nerve-wracking. I’m going in to see a chiropractor tomorrow and fill out an application to be an assistant. I think it would be awesome, and it’s closer to us [like 15 min. away…how awesome would that be]. I’ve just got to shine and be all what God has let me become.
And lastly this:
“Consider it pure JOY my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be MATURE and COMPLETE, not lacking anything.”
-James 1:2-4
So here I am….joyful and desiring that place where I am found mature and complete in God.
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*maike rinaye*
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Germany number 2!
Hey, so its going good. Im here hanging out in Germany still....but only one more week till Im home in my own bed! (woo-hoo!).
So X-mas was good. Kinda different. We opened gifts on X-mas eve in stead of X-mas day, and then we did a few other different things, but all in all it was really neat. X-mas eve we went to the Childrens Pagent at the neighboorhood church and then we came home, but went next door for coffee and cake at Peppi and Kalle´s. Then we went back over to Tante Maria and Onkel Georgs for dinner, which was the long German hot dogs and some special white worsts from Munich, and then we also had katuffle salat (potato salad...lol...ha ha, for all of you who think I spell horrible in English, check out that Deutch....its worse!). Then (smile) after we opened some gifts in the stubbor (living room) we went back next door! lol...crazy, huh? And then we had more gifts and drinks. Then back to my aunt and uncles house to meet other people who came. We had a suprise visit from Dagmar, Jurgen and Anna from Berlin, so that was a nice suprise (I guess they decided at 5pm they were going to come and then got in the car and arrived 3.5 hours later).
The next day we took a walk along the dyke with Dagmar and Jurgen and it was so freezing. Even though there was no snow on the ground, the wind of the water was increadibly icey.
Anyway, since then there has been a lot of eating here and there and the other place, and then there is coffee and cakes here and there and the other place...but its all great.
Yesterday I got to tour the one of the fish factories. That was really cool, never in my life have I seen so many different kinds of fish...different colors, different sizes, in different states (live crabs and crawdads to packaged bits and pieces). It was really great.
On a random note, my aunt has tea thats called "Heisse Liebe", which means "hott love"...how funny is that? Since she justs keeps talking to me in Germans (shes always done this), I decided a while ago that I was just going to talk to her in English...and sometimes, like them, I mix the two together...lol...my aunts thing to say is "Kliene peeoples" which means small peoples (but they dont say "people" here and it always sounds hilarious). My uncles thing, among many, is the "car-bahn"...similar to the "auto-bahn", but American-ized...lol. He has also taught me "Drinks of Korn comes in form"....yeah, lol...I dont know exactly what that one means, but when we were around the table last night and I quoted him, everyone started cracking up...it was great.
Well, thats really all I have to say right now (smile) there are a bunch of other things that I want to make note of, but I can never think of them when Im in front of the computer. I love you all!
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maike rinaye
So X-mas was good. Kinda different. We opened gifts on X-mas eve in stead of X-mas day, and then we did a few other different things, but all in all it was really neat. X-mas eve we went to the Childrens Pagent at the neighboorhood church and then we came home, but went next door for coffee and cake at Peppi and Kalle´s. Then we went back over to Tante Maria and Onkel Georgs for dinner, which was the long German hot dogs and some special white worsts from Munich, and then we also had katuffle salat (potato salad...lol...ha ha, for all of you who think I spell horrible in English, check out that Deutch....its worse!). Then (smile) after we opened some gifts in the stubbor (living room) we went back next door! lol...crazy, huh? And then we had more gifts and drinks. Then back to my aunt and uncles house to meet other people who came. We had a suprise visit from Dagmar, Jurgen and Anna from Berlin, so that was a nice suprise (I guess they decided at 5pm they were going to come and then got in the car and arrived 3.5 hours later).
The next day we took a walk along the dyke with Dagmar and Jurgen and it was so freezing. Even though there was no snow on the ground, the wind of the water was increadibly icey.
Anyway, since then there has been a lot of eating here and there and the other place, and then there is coffee and cakes here and there and the other place...but its all great.
Yesterday I got to tour the one of the fish factories. That was really cool, never in my life have I seen so many different kinds of fish...different colors, different sizes, in different states (live crabs and crawdads to packaged bits and pieces). It was really great.
On a random note, my aunt has tea thats called "Heisse Liebe", which means "hott love"...how funny is that? Since she justs keeps talking to me in Germans (shes always done this), I decided a while ago that I was just going to talk to her in English...and sometimes, like them, I mix the two together...lol...my aunts thing to say is "Kliene peeoples" which means small peoples (but they dont say "people" here and it always sounds hilarious). My uncles thing, among many, is the "car-bahn"...similar to the "auto-bahn", but American-ized...lol. He has also taught me "Drinks of Korn comes in form"....yeah, lol...I dont know exactly what that one means, but when we were around the table last night and I quoted him, everyone started cracking up...it was great.
Well, thats really all I have to say right now (smile) there are a bunch of other things that I want to make note of, but I can never think of them when Im in front of the computer. I love you all!
<><,
maike rinaye
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