What now?

I admit, I have abandoned this whole "blog world". Here's an attempt, as weak or strong as it may be, to re-enter...

1. I am now 25.
2. I am unemployed.
3. I am considering purchasing a new mattress with wedding money.
4. I am planning on telling Cody that I am considering purchasing a new mattress with wedding money.
5. My grandma is here.
6. I haven't been home for the past 5 weekends.
7. I am tired.
8. I spent 5 days at a cabin. It was good times.
9. My sister is finding fake id's to play baseball. I think that's funny.
10. I am going to sleep in a tent tomorrow night.
11. I love hamburgers and corn on the cob. Perfect summer meal.
12. Summer is almost over and I am sad.
13. Then I think it's supposed to be hot and sunny this weekend and I am happy.
14. I still fit my grad dress from 7 years ago. (fist pump!)
15. I still fit my wedding dress from 3 months ago. (I would hope so!)
16. Hi, my name is Dana, I am 25 and I still play dress up with my sister.
17. God is whipping me into shape, slowly but surely.

So...yeah...an attempt? I don't know...

HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY DANA!
LOVE, ME.

The end is near

So, my time as a nanny is coming to an end......again...
I'm kinda sad about it this summer. Perhaps because the end was supposed to be at the end of August, and now, I have 9 days of work left. I will officially be unemployed on August 15. Someone actually suggested I go back to Esso...

It's been a good few months with the kids. We've had a lot of fun together (I think anyways), and I'm going to miss hanging out with them.

This job definitely has it's challenges...I'm not exactly a high quality entertainer...and now, in light of being done so soon here, I feel as though I'm being challenged. This job is not about me, how I'm feeling, how crazy I think I'm going...it's about loving these kids. I feel challenged to move beyond me, to not try and rush through each game of Crazy Eights Countdown, or Dominos, or making crafts, but to do these for them, to enjoy the games.

I'm thankful to have had a job that I can hang out with kids and play games all day. I can't imagine what I'll be like in the real world...stuck in an office type setting all day??? No games, no bike rides, no Starbucks coffee dates with a 6 year old, no crafts...

Maybe I should just listen to all the people telling Cody and I to have a baby....or on second thought.......

A little ACDC???

I'm on the phone with my grandma right now, the slightly crazy one, and she is commenting about how she quit going to the church down the street because the priest was a little "ACDC".

Hmm...

On my mind...

I feel full of thoughts today...
In a lame attempt to sort them out, I have turned to my blog. Indeed...this will be a lame attempt.

I'm struggling today with the whole concept of "gossip". In no way am I claiming innocence to this act. There are days when I gossip unknowingly, days where I justify it as "well, I really care for this person" or "I just need to talk this out", and days where I am fully aware of what I am doing, the implications that it could potentially have, the harm it could do, yet I do it anyway.

Gossip: idle talk or rumor, especially about the personal or private affairs of others
Idle Talk: talk of no real worth, importance, or significance

Idle talk? How much time do I spend talking about things that have no real significance, importance and are of no real worth? I'm scared to answer that question. It's probably far more time than I want to admit. What scares me even more...I know I have come along way since the 'ol junior high days. Are we so scared to be vulnerable, to talk about the things that are important in life, to open ourselves up to someone else, that we feel we need to talk idly, to spread rumors, to share the latest tidbit of someone elses personal life? Do we feel the need to spread gossip about others to validate that we are a somebody? That we are in "the know"? Are we that afraid to be ourselves that we can only communicate with one another through gossip?

Am I that afraid to be vulnerable and to be myself?

I don't want to engage in idle talk. I want conversations that speak truth in love, that are uplifting and encouraging, that are honest and real; that reflect the character of Christ.

Maybe I am that afraid to let go, to be totally vulnerable and to be myself...God help me not to hide behind idle talk and gossip.

(Silly me, forgetting to reference my definitions. Those would be taken from www.dictionary.com, mainly because I don't own a dictionary...actually, maybe I do? Either way, I'm too lazy to get up and look for it...)

Interesting...

Perhaps I am becoming a little bit too "used" to the idea of being a "stay at home wife". This is my second day doing this. Husband is off to work...I stay home and putter. Believe it or not, I'm doing laundry, tidying the house, doing dishes, baking cookies, planning tonight's meal...
and I'm actually enjoying it...

It's official...

Facebook has approved my request for a name change...you may now call me Mrs. Anderson.