12 yrs old

Before I got married, I would say that I felt like I was twelve. It was that whole never been kissed thing, that whole I love cheesy girlie things, that whole Mary-Kate and Ashley thing. You know, those things that associated with 12 yr olds, that was me. But today, I said it again, "I'm such a twelve year old."

Last week, I made Timmy watch High School Musical with me. I've heard a lot about this Disney movie and I've wanted to see it for a while. I keep meaning to rent it, but I don't rent movies often so I never got to it. While shopping at ACME, I heard it was airing that evening so I made plans to match it. Yes, I made plans to watch High School Musical and I made my dear husband watch with me. And I thought it was so cute. I thought it was just about a high school jock who wanted to join the school musical, but no, it's a musical itself. It was cute; I enjoyed it. Then this weekend, Timmy bought it for me :) I thought he was just being sweet. He told me he hoped that since I owned it, I wouldn't make him see it next time it was on tv.

So, today I had a rough day at the church. I came home with a crazy headache and I wanted to just relax. So, I stopped at the state store before I came home, bought a bottle of wine, cut some cubes of cheese, put in High School Musical, and it's been a nice evening. True, I tried to follow the special features choreography lesson but was too tipsy from the wine to do anything. In fact, I've been having a hard time typing too. Wine really slows me down. Well, I just thought I would share. I am currently watching High School Musical, drinking my second glass of wine, and waiting until close to seven so I can make my dear husband his dinner. I'm kind of twelve.

104.5

When I was younger, I always had a hard time falling asleep. I'd lay in bed for an hour or two thinking, daydreaming, just waiting to fall asleep. I think it was middle school/junior high when I discovered Star 104.5 on the radio. After 7pm, they had "Between the Sheets": a bunch of love songs that was perfect for a hopeless romantic, teenage girl, always crushing on someone, wondering when the man of her dreams would come. I loved my time before bed. I would go to bed early just to make sure I had plenty of time to just lay there. The last time I remember listening to Between the Sheets was my freshman year of college. Occassionally, when Sarah wasn't around or when she didn't mind the sappiness, I would listen to my favorite love songs. But then it stopped. Star 104.5 was no more and Betweeen the Sheets was gone.

104.5 has gone through a few owners over the years. I haven't really been able to listen to them much. However, a couple of years ago, 104.5 became Sunny 104.5. They prided themselves on being a radio station that the whole family could listen to and mom and dad didn't have to worry about a questionable song coming up. They were okay. I had them preset in my car, but I didn't spend much time with them, especially in the winter. The first week of November they started playing Christmas music and they played nonstop Christmas music for the entire months of November and December. The best part of the station was after they gave the weather forecast, they always said, "and remember: here it's always Sunny 104.5"

It's been a while since I've listened to the radio. When I do listen to the radio, it's in the car. However, the last five months, I haven't driven in the car much by myself and we usually listen to CDs. Today, however, was a new experience for me. I was coming back from the church and I was driving Timmy's car. That meant, none of my CDs. I just searched through Timmy's preset stations and the usual stations I check for, but nothing. So I went to go see what was on Sunny 104.5. And as so many times before, it was gone. This time, however, I was startled and confused. What's this? Did I switch to the AM dial somehow? For those of you who don't know, Sunny 104.5 is now "Rumba 104.5, Orgullo Latino," Philadelphia's first ever full market Spanish FM station.

And I confess: I like it...a lot.

For as many ethnic issues that I may have and for as "white" as I may be in my heart, two things always tell the truth of my latin blood: the food and the music. I start to salivate at just the thought of rice and beans. I feel kind of bad, but as much as I love my family, the real reason I love our get-togethers is the food. I know that even a picnic at a public park, there will be rice and beans. And the music: what can I say? I have no rhythm, but when I hear the beats of latin percussion, I start to sway and move and in my mind, I'm going crazy.

That's all I have to say...

Must Be Nice

I just read an article on Foxnews.com about how the housing market is sagging in most parts of the country. How lucky we are to live in an area that is apparently more similar to Joan Rivers' mug, because last time I checked people are still expected to pay a minimum of $200,000 for a single home in any neighborhood where you don't need to leave a loaded shotgun behind your front door. I guess all those other poor saps will just have to buy reasonably priced homes while us cool cats enjoy being able to.... live near Philadelphia? Sigh.

Lost In Translation

Saw this on eBay, on an item being sold from Bejing. I think the translation needs a little work.

Before biding the item ask buyer to confirm you whether the product of real demand and whether can insure

the merchandise and can complete to pay in clinch a deal between 7 days, past expiration of date the one who did not trade raised to report the back pay all. Such as can't make sure, please want not to bid the bid at all.

Cooperation delectation!!!DO IT BY

Mrs. Frost

This was the big weekend: Rachel and Jon's wedding. As most of you know, Rachel and I were roommates up until this past March when Timmy and I got married. We were roommates our senior year of college and then the last two years. Rachel and I have gone through our ups and downs, but no matter what has happened or will happen, I love her. She is a true friend, always willing to listen when I need to talk, hug me when I need to be held, and cry with me as I cry. And she is the best dance partner I have ever had!! She has found herself quite the match in Jon. I am thrilled that they have each other.

She was a beautiful bride, and they were a handsome couple. I wish I had other pictures to share with you, but unfortunately, I forget my spare batteries :( However, this one picture will protect you from instantly seeing the Hoff when you open our blog. So, thanks to the lovely Mrs. Rachel Frost.

I Will Not Be Outdone

For you, Luke.

Slacker

Timmy says I've been slacking with my blogs. It's true, but I'm tired. I'm not used to actually doing work. I'm not used to being at the office at 8am. Even now, I don't wanna blog. I just want to watch The Simple Life. So, before I return to my exciting night of television, one thing: Dancing with the Stars is coming back. Although the big news excitement regarding this show is that Jerry Springer will be one of the celebrity dancer, I don't care about that. There are more exciting people than Jerry. For one: Joe Lawrence! And then: Mario Lopez! Now that's exciting.



Ah Joey, as he appears on his first CD Joey Lawrence. And yes, I do own the CD. In fact, this CD was my first CD, a gift from my mama. And yes, it's in my car :)



And Mario isn't super, super exciting. It's mostly because he knows Mark-Paul and Mark-Paul was the great obsession of my life. I'm mean, I'm past that now, but I still think of him fondly

Amazing

This fancy little USB hub that we bought a few months ago to try and get our printer to function properly become obsolete when we got a real Mac keyboard, which has extra USB ports built into it. I figured I would try to sell the hub on eBay, to get at least a couple of dollars back. As it turns out, the thing I paid $22.99 for at Comp USA sold on eBay for $26. Umm.... right. Makes perfect sense.

I Guess The Signs Aren't Working

Global Warming?

Bill Maher was on The Tonight Show a few days ago and was making one of his uncomfortable joke/political statements about how it was really hot for a few days there in California, which was a clear sign of global warming. Well, it was really hot here too and now it's 78 degrees on August 11th and not supposed to break 90 degrees for at least the next 10 days. So what happened to the global warming? Isn't that supposed to be a constant, not something that comes in short bursts? I mean, not for nothing, I know the environment is indeed screwed up, but let's not be so dramatic. It's not like the weather is staying at 105 degrees every day for months on end. Sheesh.

Happy Trails

The Flyers announced today that everyone's favorite werewolf, Eric Desjardins, will be retiring from the sport on Thursday. Even though he was slowed by age and injury in the past two seasons, we'll still miss the old boy and look back fondly upon his steady play. (Even Chris Therien managed to look vaguely competent when he was paired with Desjardins.)





(And, yes, I realize that probably not one single person who reads our blog probably cares about hockey, but it needed to be said anyways.)

Them's The Breaks

So I was telling Dave, a few weeks ago, about how I had just changed my guitar strings for the first time since I bought it - back in November, I think it was. I said that I figured it'd be good to do so I didn't end up breaking a string during Sunday service. I went on to say that it's been about 5 years since I last broke a string. This morning, I broke two strings in the span of an hour. Nice.

First, I was playing my guitar during rehearsal and busted the high E string. As luck would have it, the strings I'd changed just a few weeks earlier were the spare set I had in my case. Yeah, that would mean that I had no spare strings. Oops. Small tactical error.

I switched to Dave's spare guitar which is left in the equipment room, stage right, for just such an emergency. Got about half way through the set during church and, yep, broke the high E string on that one too. Ri-freakin-diculous.

Luckily (I guess) the first string broke just above the bridge. So I took the little ball from the broken end, passed the broken string through it and gave it a few twists - presto! a "new" string. It actually held up for a few songs, so I was pretty shocked about that one. I think maybe I'll still put an actual new string on instead. Here's hoping it lasts longer than 3 weeks.

Buck Rogers

So they're showing Buck Rogers on the Sci-Fi channel now, and I'd forgotten how freaking creepy the Twiki thing was. That's all I'm sayin'.

Randomness

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I love Katrina. If you don't know Katrina Briggman, you're missing out. So glad to consider her one of my dearest friends.

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A couple of my new favorite things:
1 - The Granite Run Mall: Dairy Queen, Chick-Fil-A, Boscovs. All of these places were just minutes from me when I lived in Conshohocken and worked in Blue Bell. I missed them when I left. None are close to me. But while looking for the closest Spencers, I found them all at the Granite Run Mall. Awesome!!! True, further away from home, but just minutes from "work" aka the church. Woo Hoo.
2 - Panera's bowl of soup and french baguette. Ah man, such goodness. And inexpensive. Great lunch.

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I love my wedding dress. True. I only wore it once. And I will most likely never wear it again. And it was the most expensive purchase from the wedding. In fact, it was about a third of the wedding. But you know what, I love my dress. I look at the pictures and think, "yeah, that was 'the dress'"

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I don't love my stomach. I've been sick to my stomach for the last week. I'm tired of feeling icky. I'm tired of being scared of eating.

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Serious thoughts of the last couple of weeks:
From Blue Like Jazz:
1. "Peter and Paul changed the world by starting small churches in godless towns."
2. "If you believe something, passionately, people will follow you."
3. "what I believe is not what I say I believe; what I believe is what I do."

From Mark Tindall, pastor
4. The two rules for being on staff at BRV: Have fun and Do work that matters.

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Genesis 2: 18-24

Then the LORD God said, "It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper fit for him." So out of the ground the LORD God formed every beast of the field and every bird of the heavens and brought them to the man to see what he would call them. And whatever the man called every living creature, that was its name. The man gave names to all livestock and to the birds of the heavens and to every beast of the field. But for Adam there was not found a helper fit for him. So the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and while he slept took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh. And the rib that the LORD God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. Then the man said,

"This at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man."

Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.

This passage grabs me. It's so graphic. And it makes so much sense to my heart. It's beautiful. Some people don't like it. That whole "rib thing." But I think it's true and beautiful and awe-inspiring. I'm so happy it was the passage read at our wedding.

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Gotta get to bed. Work in the morning. Another thought: I still don't like waking up early. Once I get settled into the job, I'll start coming in in the afternoon and evenings sometimes, Timmy's schedule pending.

Have I mentioned yet in this blog entry that I love Timmy. I do. I think he's awesome. I mean, he sucks, but for being a guy who sucks, I think he's cool. I think I'll keep him :)