Archive forMarch, 2008

“I’m from Warsaw”

Well, I’m not really, but I’m listen to Polish funk right now, and someone on the recording said they were. (I’ve never heard funk before. It’s really strange.)

In a few hours, I head to the Konczals. John, my gnome, and I are going to cook Redwall food, and Kayla and Bethany and their mother are joining us, too. We’re going to make Deeper’n'Ever pie (“stan’ on moi tunnel!” say Kayla and Bethany), barley/spring onion soup, scones with meadowcream, and a spring salad. Of course, it’s snowing hard right now, but we’re going to cozy down and enjoy our spring salad anyway.
I’m so glad that these young friends of mine have begun to get excited about Redwall. Krissy and Sonja and I will never outgrow the books, of course, but new enthusiasm is welcome! John is ten and my kindred spirit. Krissy and Sonja are my bosom friends, and John is a kindred spirit. And Kayla and Bethany are like my younger sisters. I like them all exceedingly.

Wednesday, Dad and I packed up a picnic and went to Old Orchard. This is the time of year to go to the beach, because there aren’t any scantily clad French Canadians, like there are during tourist season. We had the beach all to ourself, but for a mother and her children, and a few other beachcombers. The weather was warm anyway, but for some reason the wind coming off the water was warmer than the rest of the air! It was just glorious. I found a baby sea urchin about the size of a button. Then I found another one, slightly bigger, and accidently threw it at Dad’s nose. He reckoned I’d better watch out or the next sea urchin around would be me.

Wow, this Polish funk music really is very strange, but I have to admit I’m rather enjoying it. Listen.  Sonja would like it.

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To Dwell Upon

Delight yourself in the LORD, and He shall give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the LORD, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass. -Psalm 37:4,5

For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD,” plans of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me, and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek me, and find me, when you search for Me with all your heart. -Jer. 29:11-13

For the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control. Against such things there is no law. -Gal. 5:22-23

These are the verses I try to think about when I find myself feeling wistful or anxious about the future, or dwelling on something I know I shouldn’t give too much attention to.

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Rapturous!

Oh my goodness. Today after church one of the ladies of the congregation found Mom and I and said that she’d been to Mardens and seen some really nice skirts…and that she’d saved up a little money and wanted to take me and see what we could find!

So after lots of trying on and exploring, I came home with two new skirts and three beautiful dresses! *beams* I’m so excited, I love everyone one of them, and this came just as we were praying about clothing for spring and summer! I have two really sweet sundresses, and a pink striped shirtdress- KRISSY! I can’t wait to swing in these, the shirtdress—it’s so wonderful!

We were so surprised by her generosity. She insisted on spending fifty dollars on me, it was so kind! I think she enjoyed dressing me up. Now I can’t wait till Sunday, and Spring!

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So Thoroughly Zonked

Wowzers, I’m tired. (I guess I feel like using all my dorky exclamations right now)
Krissy spent Saturday night at my house. We put in some serious work on our Prince Caspian costumes, and largely thanks to her, I got all of the conceptual work done on mine, finished drafting my bodice, and cut out the lining and the fabric! I’ve pinned the darts into it and I’m going to sew them during church today. (Yes, I sew during church. Many might be opposed to that, but I pay attention infinitely better when I’m doing something with my hands.) We also figured out how to do the skirt. I was planning on having a netting overskirt embroidered with willow leaves and branches, but Krissy and I could NOT figure out how to do it. We cut out a bunch of leaves, and on a whim I just scattered them over the skirt- and it looked perfect! So now I know what I’m doing with that, too.

Bed time came about and with it some unintentional humor:
Krissy: Oh crumbs, there’s a hole in it.
Me: What’s that?
Krissy: It’s a sock. A very warm sock, which is why I’m upset about the hole.
Me: Darn it.
ahahahahahahha! (I can’t even remember which meaning I meant now)
Sonja, that has to go on the next calendar.

Anyway, Krissy departed around noon, and that evening I got all dressed up and Mom and I headed to the Evangelical Free Church for the sock hop that my Tapestry of Grace co-op was putting on for a unit celebration. You know, every other Friday for swing dances, and occasionally for something like this, I get to pick out something pretty to wear, and do up my hair, and put on a little makeup (do not scorn me, o good cousins, thou’rt not girls and thou canst not understand), then go out to a dance or social event. And I think it’s a really good thing. People my age don’t really have opportunities to do that, I guess it’s sort of an old-fashioned idea, and I think it’s been good for me! I enjoy it so much, getting dressed up and going out with Krissy or another friend.

The sock hop was a blast. Nearly everyone dressed up- it’s incredible the difference between schoolers and homeschoolers, honestly. If this had been at school, most would’ve been embarassed to join the kids in their bunny hopping and all that, but with these homeschoolers the teens and the adults joined in without a complaint! Mal came, and Keturah and Mel and I and she danced quite a lot. Keturah and I have discovered that one of the dances from a Gilbert and Sullivan we did last year works really well to swing music and makes us look like we know what we’re doing, so we milked it for all it was worth. :P And I got to do the Shorty George a lot, my favorite move, so I was happy. *beams*

So I’ve had a pretty nice weekend. Back to Hannaford on Monday, but it’s only four hours, and before that I have a nice Palm Sunday to appreciate.
“Come, let’s away! Our island crown awaits me. Conflicting feelings rend my soul apart…the thought of royal dignity elates me, but leaving thee behind me breaks my heart!” ( a bit of G&S-itis to end the post)

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Why the Drinking?

Every now and then I learn about another friend, or acquaintance, or just another person getting drunk.

It makes me sad.

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This Past Week

…my mood has swung back and forth like a pendulum! I kept having sandwich days. Midday would be decent, but morning and afternoon terrible!

Going back a few days, Dad dropped me off at the grange for a swing dance Friday night. I arrived about fifteen minutes before Krissy, and who was there to greet me but Spencer. Spencer is a boy we met several dances ago who was very nice, but slightly overdid kissing our hands and such, and followed us around a bit like a dog. Unfortunately for me he’d brought a friend, and with no Krissy I had them all to myself. However, all this friend seemed to be able to think about was his empty stomach, so they went off to Amatos and Krissy arrived in the interim time.
There was a live band this week and they were very good. There weren’t too many partners, but I had several nice dances and learned some new moves. Swing dancing is a very pleasant way to spend a Friday evening.

Now for today. Mr. Noonan has been teaching a class on reference tools for adult Sunday School (of which my old high school class are part), and I’m finding it very helpful and interesting. I have never been able to keep my mouth shut in a discussion situation, so almost every week I ask questions. There have been several instances in which almost the whole class has been spent on a trail leading from my question. The problem is, whenever I ask a question, the answers people pose only make more questions for me. It’s like factoring in Math, and only slightly less painful.
So today we were talking about…what were we talking about? See, I don’t even remember what came before my question. Oh yes, Philip and the Ethiopian. The Holy Spirit told Philip to go to the chariot in the road, and he obeyed. I posed a question that had been rankling with me for some time. “Jesus seems to commend people who have blind faith. But Satan also gives us feelings and urgings, how are we supposed to tell the difference? We’re told to make sure such feelings correspond with Scripture, but I don’t see people in the Bible sitting down and reading through before obeying.”
That led us off on a whole rabbit trail and resulted in a class that consisted entirely of people trying to answer my questions, with the result of my unhappy dissatisfaction and more and more questions. I stated another problem that had been troubling me lately: just how many contradictions I keep seeing in the Bible. I know I must be misunderstanding, and I want people to prove me wrong, but I haven’t been able to find the answers. For instance. A friendly argument with Luke Theriault the other day (he teased me by saying that having two wives is not morally wrong, but socially unacceptable because many of the patriarchs of the Old Testament had several. I didn’t think that could possibly be right, but couldn’t find a single way to prove him wrong.) resulted in some serious confusion on my part. Luke was right, I couldn’t prove him wrong. So I asked people in Sunday School. They couldn’t prove him wrong either. The general consensus was that it is wrong, but God tolerated it. He definitely says that one man and one woman were created for each other, but where does he condemn the patriarchs who did have more than one wife?
It’s terribly confusing and I was thoroughly frustrated by the end. Kendra said: “But we aren’t under Old Testament law,” to general murmerings of assent, and I replied immediately, “Everyone says that to me, but how do we know? Everyone tells me that Jesus’ coming changed the law and what we must do, but where does the Bible say that, exactly, and how do we know which laws are changed and which we have to follow?” No one could really tell me that.
Sorry, I’m rambling. But one question leads to another and I get really frustrated. Dad and I had quite an intense argument over these details after the class and I had to give up…Mrs. Keenan told me sternly to keep asking questions because she thought perhaps the Lord had given me these questions to help prompt discussion. She’s probably right, but I still don’t enjoy it. Mrs. Barney came and said she was glad I was asking all these questions, and I got a bit teary, but she said she’d always had questions too, so that was encouraging.
After leading singing, however, I was too tensed up to stay in church, so I went for a long walk. I wanted to find a place where I knew I could relax, so I went to the Tate House. It was built in the 1600s. I walked all around and met some new trees.

Mom and I went to the Third Maine sewing circle. There were about five ladies there, and we had a great time looking at dresses and talking about an upcoming gala/dance. Someone may lend me a ballgown! *beams*

Well. With that confunding puddle of a post, I’m going to go get some supper.

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Working All Day

It’s snowing rather hard and in an hour I’m off to Hannaford…I hate saying ‘I have to go to work’ for some reason. It makes everything much more..dull. Work shouldn’t have to be dull.

I am spending eight hours at Hannaford today, however, so a big lunch is in the works and I’m trying to strategically place interesting things in my mind palace (Yay National Geographic. :P ) so that I can think about them while I’m bagging today. I think I’ll practice some Mabel/Frederic scenes in my head and under my breath, see if I can make up some blocking, because it looks like Matt and I will be performing them at a choral festival thingy in April, which is a month before the show.

And maybe I’ll memorize some Scripture. (Almost said Scribner.) I’ve almost finished my little black Spencer jacket by the way, and I’m so pleased with it! I can’t wait to get pictures taken. I’ll take it with me and finish the hem and cuffs while I’m having my breaks.

Have a nice day, everyone!

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