I have no topic in mind, really. I just want to get some thoughts out of my head.
Wednesday was a really bad day for me. Dominick worked from nine in the morning until eleven o'clock that night. When I am home alone all day I tend to think more than I should. Thoughts that invaded my mind dealt with not living here in Maryland. If I lived at home I would have people to visit, my job would have kept me more busy, I would be going to school, I could see my nieces and nephew, etc. But, no matter how much I cry about it or complain about it, I cannot be at home now.
When Dominick came home I cried on his shoulder and told him how I felt. His reaction was silence. He pushed me away and sat silent. He whispered to me, "Am I a bad husband?"
A shock of remorse and guilt hit me when I heard those words. How selfish am I?! That was the last thing I wanted him to feel. I do not know what I wanted him to say to me or what I expected to change by complaining. Selfishness and complaining can hurt many people around you. Lesson I learned: Instead of thinking of me, think about the other people in your life that are also sacrificing in order to make you happy. Marriage is only good when the wife thinks about her husband first and when the husband thinks about his wife first. My Dominick is very good at this, but I need lots of work.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
My New Favorite Past-Time
Okay, so I just had an epic moment in my insignificant existence. I needed to double-check the meaning of the word brash, for curiosity's sake. I went to dictionary.com and dutifully typed the word into the search engine. As always, the website provided a quick and precise answer.
Satisfied with my results, I decided to go back to the main page to look at "The Word of the Day". Today's word is lacuna which basically means an empty space. Hoping to remember the word again, I decided to use it in a sentence quickly before it escaped my mind. I looked at my husband and said, "Honey, your head is a lacuna". He responded by pretending to punch me across the face. I don't think he appreciated my correct usage of the word. He especially didn't appreciate that I made that incident my Facebook status. Oops.
On the right-hand side of the screen it gave guests the option for to look at previous "Word of the Day"s. I was proud of myself when I knew the definition of one already: pallid. I chuckled at some words and found others to be interesting. However, my all time favorite of the night and the one word in the dictionary which describes me perfectly was flibbertigibbet (pronunciation FLIB-ur-tee-jib-it). To quote the website directly it is, "A silly, flighty, or scatterbrained person, especially a pert young woman with such qualities".
So, I would like to end this blog by saying, thank you dictionary.com for providing me with educational and fulfilling entertainment. I now plan to make this a daily habit. I hope I stumble across words that are equally as great or maybe greater than flibbertigibbet (I highly doubt it). Good night all and I hope this blog is a presage of what all my followers will be doing immediately after reading this post (Oh yeah, by the way, a presage is defined as a prediction or a prophecy).
Satisfied with my results, I decided to go back to the main page to look at "The Word of the Day". Today's word is lacuna which basically means an empty space. Hoping to remember the word again, I decided to use it in a sentence quickly before it escaped my mind. I looked at my husband and said, "Honey, your head is a lacuna". He responded by pretending to punch me across the face. I don't think he appreciated my correct usage of the word. He especially didn't appreciate that I made that incident my Facebook status. Oops.
On the right-hand side of the screen it gave guests the option for to look at previous "Word of the Day"s. I was proud of myself when I knew the definition of one already: pallid. I chuckled at some words and found others to be interesting. However, my all time favorite of the night and the one word in the dictionary which describes me perfectly was flibbertigibbet (pronunciation FLIB-ur-tee-jib-it). To quote the website directly it is, "A silly, flighty, or scatterbrained person, especially a pert young woman with such qualities".
So, I would like to end this blog by saying, thank you dictionary.com for providing me with educational and fulfilling entertainment. I now plan to make this a daily habit. I hope I stumble across words that are equally as great or maybe greater than flibbertigibbet (I highly doubt it). Good night all and I hope this blog is a presage of what all my followers will be doing immediately after reading this post (Oh yeah, by the way, a presage is defined as a prediction or a prophecy).
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Reminiscing
It is hard to believe how my past has helped form my present. Five years ago I would have never imagined the events that have brought me to today. Five years ago I was in eighth grade! I cannot believe that I have come so far in my life.
What major events have I gone through in the past five years that I would have never expected? I believe when I began high school I started teaching Sign Language. I very quickly went from a dedicated student to an apprehensive teacher. By the time I reached my senior year of high school I was so glad that I had the opportunity to teach because it made me believe that I should pursue a teaching career considering the experience already gained. Since graduating college, I am not sure teaching is what I want to do. Never would have expected that major change of mind.
My college career was much more difficult than I thought it would have been my junior year of high school. I still remember my first day of English class in my senior year of high school when my professor came up to me and told me I needed to be vaccinated so I wouldn't pick up various STD's during my college career. I am pretty sure my face turned lobster-red. Again, I thought I was going to be completely estranged from that man, but by the end of the semester he had agreed to come to church with me for the Christmas Eve service.
Those two years were difficult and challenging. Many times I came home in tears becuase I was having a difficult time maintaining my grades, being involved in various things at school and working twenty-five hours a week. But, like all things, that part of my life came to an end and I managed to receive a 3.98 GPA.
College is a very important thing in life, but men are so much more exciting. I went from my old "flame" to a man that I never would have expected to date let alone marry. Dominick DiGerlando was not on my favorite-people-list at one point. I could not stand his extremely competitive, proud nature when he was in middle school. All of a sudden, I realized what a nice guy he was and I could see he was different than most men. When I was 16 he asked me out. When we graduated from high school he decided to change his major and go from Lehigh University to the Golf Academy of America in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Those two years were very rocky for Dom and me. That time was difficult mostly because of decisions I had made that I am still struggling with today. Who would have known that four years later we would become man and wife.
That very quickly brings us to present day when I am trying to become a resident of Maryland. Previously I would have thought the only connection I would have had to Maryland would be coming for vacation purposes. I can hardly believe that I have an apartment, a job and a church here in the state. As I sit here on my couch, alone, it is hard for me to fathom what tomorrow will bring let alone what happpens within this next year. I plan on trying to enroll at a university here, maybe get a new job, who knows! Thank God that He is in control and no matter what happens He is here for me and has walked before me. Am I ready for the future? Probably not, but I am okay with that.
What major events have I gone through in the past five years that I would have never expected? I believe when I began high school I started teaching Sign Language. I very quickly went from a dedicated student to an apprehensive teacher. By the time I reached my senior year of high school I was so glad that I had the opportunity to teach because it made me believe that I should pursue a teaching career considering the experience already gained. Since graduating college, I am not sure teaching is what I want to do. Never would have expected that major change of mind.
My college career was much more difficult than I thought it would have been my junior year of high school. I still remember my first day of English class in my senior year of high school when my professor came up to me and told me I needed to be vaccinated so I wouldn't pick up various STD's during my college career. I am pretty sure my face turned lobster-red. Again, I thought I was going to be completely estranged from that man, but by the end of the semester he had agreed to come to church with me for the Christmas Eve service.
Those two years were difficult and challenging. Many times I came home in tears becuase I was having a difficult time maintaining my grades, being involved in various things at school and working twenty-five hours a week. But, like all things, that part of my life came to an end and I managed to receive a 3.98 GPA.
College is a very important thing in life, but men are so much more exciting. I went from my old "flame" to a man that I never would have expected to date let alone marry. Dominick DiGerlando was not on my favorite-people-list at one point. I could not stand his extremely competitive, proud nature when he was in middle school. All of a sudden, I realized what a nice guy he was and I could see he was different than most men. When I was 16 he asked me out. When we graduated from high school he decided to change his major and go from Lehigh University to the Golf Academy of America in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Those two years were very rocky for Dom and me. That time was difficult mostly because of decisions I had made that I am still struggling with today. Who would have known that four years later we would become man and wife.
That very quickly brings us to present day when I am trying to become a resident of Maryland. Previously I would have thought the only connection I would have had to Maryland would be coming for vacation purposes. I can hardly believe that I have an apartment, a job and a church here in the state. As I sit here on my couch, alone, it is hard for me to fathom what tomorrow will bring let alone what happpens within this next year. I plan on trying to enroll at a university here, maybe get a new job, who knows! Thank God that He is in control and no matter what happens He is here for me and has walked before me. Am I ready for the future? Probably not, but I am okay with that.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
To Boast or Not to Boast
Tonight, me and my husband are being blessed by a visit from his sisters, their husbands and one little baby. I am very excited to see my family and have them spend the day with us tomorrow; however, as the evening advanced my feelings slightly changed. When Dominick, my husband, and I first invited them I was really cool and relaxed about having guests. When he left for work, I began to think of all the things I really should do to make our guests' stay welcoming.
My first thought, naturally, was: what are we going to give them to eat? I started with breakfast. We have plenty of cereal, English muffins and bread in the house to make a sufficient for breakfast. However, this was not satisfactory to me. I decided I should make something special for them. My first thought, cinnamon rolls. Who does not like cinnamon rolls?! I pulled out my handy-dandy cookbook and found the recipe. My already forming headache slowly grew as I read the directions. I had all of the ingredients in my tiny kitchen, but I did not have the patience or energy to go through all of the pounding of dough and waiting for it to rise, etc.
I sat for a good fifteen minutes trying to decide if I should make something special for the morning meal or not. I grew frustrated and finally decided to go the grocery store to get a couple of ingredients for the onion dip and lasagna I planned on making.
I left my apartment building to brave the freezing cold. When I got to the store, I grabbed an eight ounce container of sour cream and a sixteen ounce tub of ricotta cheese. I also grabbed a bottle of soda, four small pizzas which were on sale, ice cream and salad dressing. My under-ten-dollar shopping trip turned into a twenty-dollar-plus shopping trip. Oh, well. Wait until Dominick hears that one.
I came back and tackled the onion dip first. Reading the ingredients I realized I was supposed to have sixteen ounces of sour cream, not eight. My headache throbbed especially hard after reading that. "Oh, well. You really should not be surprised about this, Christen." My mind was right; I do dumb things like that allll the time. It's really annoying.
After making half of the onion dip, I decided to have a one-on-one conference with the cookbook once more. This time I searched under muffins. Nothing exciting grabbed my attention except a fast recipe for muffins. Key word in the title being fast. I quickly made two batches of muffins which turned out okay considering the bottoms were a little overcooked and the muffin papers are not coming off too easily. Oh, well!
After making muffins and my half-amount of onion dip, I sat on the couch in preparation to watch some TV before our guests arrived. This attempt of relaxation only lasted a moment when I thought of how dirty my stove was. I groaned as I got up to defeat the grease that had accumulated on the pans under the burners. As I scrubbed those sparkling clean, the bathroom popped into my head. "I really should clean that before they come". Again, I groaned as I grabbed my equipment to clean the bathroom.
Why am I explaining to all of you my particularly pointless evening? There is a reason. Yes, I do have a point. It's probably not an interesting point to any of you out there, but I find it intriguing. Why do certain people...no, no....Why do I try so hard to please others? Do I truly have pure intentions of wanting to make my tiny apartment comfortable for my guests or are my reasons more selfish? Do I want them to think how well I take care of my apartment despite my age? Do I want them to pat me on the back and tell me how good my cooking is or how nice my apartment looks? I do not know. It just goes to show that we all need to stop and evaluate every single motive we have in every insignificant situation. This may be a sin I have to deal with. It may be small, but small things can grow to be extremely large. I encourage everyone to have a heart-to-heart with the Lord and ask Him to show you small sins that need to be recognized and defeated. God, please take away my urge to prove myself to others. "Therefore, as it is written: 'Let him who boasts boast in the Lord'". I Corinthians 1:31
My first thought, naturally, was: what are we going to give them to eat? I started with breakfast. We have plenty of cereal, English muffins and bread in the house to make a sufficient for breakfast. However, this was not satisfactory to me. I decided I should make something special for them. My first thought, cinnamon rolls. Who does not like cinnamon rolls?! I pulled out my handy-dandy cookbook and found the recipe. My already forming headache slowly grew as I read the directions. I had all of the ingredients in my tiny kitchen, but I did not have the patience or energy to go through all of the pounding of dough and waiting for it to rise, etc.
I sat for a good fifteen minutes trying to decide if I should make something special for the morning meal or not. I grew frustrated and finally decided to go the grocery store to get a couple of ingredients for the onion dip and lasagna I planned on making.
I left my apartment building to brave the freezing cold. When I got to the store, I grabbed an eight ounce container of sour cream and a sixteen ounce tub of ricotta cheese. I also grabbed a bottle of soda, four small pizzas which were on sale, ice cream and salad dressing. My under-ten-dollar shopping trip turned into a twenty-dollar-plus shopping trip. Oh, well. Wait until Dominick hears that one.
I came back and tackled the onion dip first. Reading the ingredients I realized I was supposed to have sixteen ounces of sour cream, not eight. My headache throbbed especially hard after reading that. "Oh, well. You really should not be surprised about this, Christen." My mind was right; I do dumb things like that allll the time. It's really annoying.
After making half of the onion dip, I decided to have a one-on-one conference with the cookbook once more. This time I searched under muffins. Nothing exciting grabbed my attention except a fast recipe for muffins. Key word in the title being fast. I quickly made two batches of muffins which turned out okay considering the bottoms were a little overcooked and the muffin papers are not coming off too easily. Oh, well!
After making muffins and my half-amount of onion dip, I sat on the couch in preparation to watch some TV before our guests arrived. This attempt of relaxation only lasted a moment when I thought of how dirty my stove was. I groaned as I got up to defeat the grease that had accumulated on the pans under the burners. As I scrubbed those sparkling clean, the bathroom popped into my head. "I really should clean that before they come". Again, I groaned as I grabbed my equipment to clean the bathroom.
Why am I explaining to all of you my particularly pointless evening? There is a reason. Yes, I do have a point. It's probably not an interesting point to any of you out there, but I find it intriguing. Why do certain people...no, no....Why do I try so hard to please others? Do I truly have pure intentions of wanting to make my tiny apartment comfortable for my guests or are my reasons more selfish? Do I want them to think how well I take care of my apartment despite my age? Do I want them to pat me on the back and tell me how good my cooking is or how nice my apartment looks? I do not know. It just goes to show that we all need to stop and evaluate every single motive we have in every insignificant situation. This may be a sin I have to deal with. It may be small, but small things can grow to be extremely large. I encourage everyone to have a heart-to-heart with the Lord and ask Him to show you small sins that need to be recognized and defeated. God, please take away my urge to prove myself to others. "Therefore, as it is written: 'Let him who boasts boast in the Lord'". I Corinthians 1:31
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