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New Hair

July 4, 2008

Got a haircut yesterday for the first time since January.  My hair was down to the middle of my back, and although I loved it long and super curly, it was just getting to be too much.  That and going 6 months between haircuts is just a little over the top for me.  The gal chopped off 10 inches of hair and it felt strangely good to see it go.

Thought I’d post some pics of the new do b/c a) I am a little bit conceited and b) both my mom and sister will be on my case if I don’t.  I’m only posting the very few good ones.  In all the other pictures, I either looked like a skanky ho or like Grace in the episode where she tells Karen “I’m going to …. KICK … YOUR … ASS.”

I love the cut, but I was a bit concerned about running.  I had asked her to keep it long enough to put it in a tiny ponytail, but she wasn’t on the same page as me when it came to defining ponytail.  I had my hair cut this short in high school once.  We have pictures of me from the state track meet my senior year.  While I ran, my crazy short hair just puffed right up and I totally look like a troll.  I think I will be sporting a lot of bandanas and hats to tame the frock.

Anyway…

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Something of an Update

July 2, 2008

I’m a bit ashamed about not blogging for a long, long time.  I’m finally in a mental/emotional/tangible place to write, but am still waiting on a dose of creativity.  So until that actually happens, I am not too proud to solicit questions or respond to a meme.  For now, I’ll just try to give a quick update on life since my last post in mid-April.

1.  A month before my previous post, my world got rocked and not in a good way.  I don’t think the blog is an appropriate place to delve into details, but I can say that the experience stole my sense of security, made me doubt my value as a woman and question the reliability of my internal compass.  It messed with my head and it’s taken a long time for my head to get unmessed.  I’m still working on it.

2.  A few days later I found out I was not accepted into Arizona State’s social work program.  So much for trading the big mitten for a big desert in June.

3.  As a result of #1, school became a ridiculous challenge.  I had to get special permission from the very gracious dean in order to get extensions for every single class I was enrolled in.  I also had to fully withdraw from two class.  I finally finished all my course work last week.  That was a huge accomplishment since reading, writing and thinking in general had seemed impossible for a very long time.

4.  As luck would have it, it doesn’t really matter that I didn’t get into ASU because I didn’t manage to complete all the necessary course work to finish the seminary portion of my degree.  I essentially have no choice but to stay in Michigan for now.  I’ll probably be here for two more years since for a lot of reasons it makes more sense for me to just do an MDiv in its entirety and then move on to an MSW or other counseling degree.

5.  Work has also been a difficult thing to take on - a) b/c of my overall mental/emotional condition and b) because the mitten’s economy sucks and there are no part-time jobs for over-qualified hot chicks.  So for right now, I am doing child care for two families.  I’ve got one 9-year old boy and then 3-year old and  1-year old boys in the other family.  They’re cute, love them to pieces.

6.  I am completely broke.  To the point of seeking public assistance.  Last time I checked w/ DHS though, I was too broke and have worked too hard to be eligible for any aid.  How the hell does that figure?

7.  I’m in the middle of a series of tests to determine if I have a learning disability.  Of course I do.  It’s called Hebrew sucks.

8.  My primary coping mechanism for dealing w/ items 1-7 has been running.  Actually, for a while I went back and forth between beer and cigarettes, but eventually decided those were coping mechanisms for people w/ more money than I have.  I eventually got up to 35-40 miles a week.  Then I got, to quote my doctor, “the nastiest, ugliest out of control case of bursitis” he’s ever seen.   I meant to take pictures to show you but forgot.  You can still tell that one hip is way bigger than the other.  At one point it looked like I had a softball under my skin.  I had a gross bruise that went hip to knee, mid butt cheek to half to my crotch.  (ummm…what are the appropriate words??)  Oh…and I gave it frostbite early on.  That rocked.

9.  A robin built a nest in the tree outside my living room window.  It laid eggs, had babies and the whole family is doing well.  I meant to document this in pictures for everyone, but didn’t exactly get around to it.  The baby birds have turned into real sized birds in just a week.  It’s so cool.

That’s all.  I’d say a 9-point update is sufficient.

cheers.

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I’m not so fast when I’m hacking up a lung

April 17, 2008

The Dayton run is off. I have been battling bronchitis and an upper respiratory tract infection. Too bad b/c I ran my butt off the last two weeks, so I would totally have been ready. But I’ve also come to the sudden, very sad realization that I am flat broke. Paying the entry fee would have been a sacrifice and I would have had to sleep in my car. I’ll just stay home and commemorate the accords by doing homework and drinking the last Karlovacko I have in my fridge.

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I’m so fast, when I run, smoke starts coming out of my shoes

April 8, 2008

I wish.  Not really, because then I’d have buy new shoes like every other day.

Last year, before I decided to spend a semester sicker than a dog, I had made this crazy goal to run a race a month, preferably one race per city.  Like I said, I was sick and failed miserably at that goal.  I ran a race in Detroit and another one in Northern California and then I was done.

I’m not committing to run a race a month b/c it seems like whenever I commit to something it never works, but I am announcing the next race in which I’ll be competing:

Some of you may be wondering why I would go to Dayton, Ohio, to run a 5k.  Others, like me, may be asking why would you go to Dayton, Ohio, to end a war and stop genocide.  Why ask why?  That’s what I say.

It is a random cause, but a cause close to my heart.  I’d love to have anyone join me.  It would be a killer road trip.  And remember…there’s always free Gatorade, bananas and really creepy/nasty energy bars.

Seriously, think about coming with.  Or meeting me there.  I think I am going to try to recruit people from school to go with too.  Fun times!