Sunday, April 23, 2006
















Remembering what its like to be a Seattlelite: (Some of my favorites from Jeff Foxworthy)

You Know You're From Seattle If...

  • You know the state flower (Mildew).
  • You feel guilty throwing aluminum cans or paper in the trash.
  • Use the statement "sun break" and know what it means.
  • You know more than 10 ways to order coffee.
  • You know more people who own boats than air conditioners.
  • You consider that if it has no snow or has not recently erupted, it is not a real mountain.
  • You can taste the difference between Starbucks, Seattle's Best, and Veneto's.
  • You know the difference between Chinook, Coho, and Sockeye Salmon.
  • You know how to pronounce Sequim, Puyallup, Issaquah, Oregon, Yakima, and Willamette.
  • You consider swimming an indoor sport.
  • You can tell the difference between Japanese, Chinese and Thai food.
  • In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark-while only working eight-hour days.
  • You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho.
  • You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain," and "Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers."
  • You have no concept of humidity without precipitation.
  • You know that Boring is a town in Oregon and not just a state of mind.
  • You can point to at least two volcanoes, even if you cannot see through the cloud cover.
  • You notice, "The mountain is out" when it is a pretty day and you can actually see it.
  • You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 50, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.
  • You switch to your sandals when it gets about 60, but keep the socks on.
  • You have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.
  • You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or tourists.
  • You buy new sunglasses every year, because you cannot find the old ones after such a long time.
  • You often switch from "heat" to "a/c" in the same day.
  • You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit under a raincoat.
  • You know all the important seasons: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Raining (Spring), Road Construction (Summer), Deer & Elk Season (Fall).


Our new condo is finally taking shape. We have made a tradition of visiting it every Sunday - and I'm not sure if that's a good or a bad thing. When we visit so often it seems that progress is going so slowly and its easy to grow impatient and doubt that we will be able to move in by July.

On the other hand, its hard to stay away. The excitement and intrigue of seeing our new home come together is too much for us to stay away.

Although it will be small at about 700 sqf., we are fortunate to have hardwood floors, granite countertops in the kitchen, and tile in the bathroom. Russell and I picked out all the colors, and amenities in the record time of about a half an hour.

Everyday I am so grateful, thankful, and blessed to have a husband and a best friend to share my life with. As cliche as it sounds, we really do make a great team. It is amazing how God gravitates people towards one another who are so different on the surface but share the same heart and dreams. How would I have ever found someone who is strong when I am tired, who is confident when I am unsure, and who loves me even when I can't love myself? I never would have found this on my own.

And HE is before all things. and in HIM all things hold together. - Colossians 1:17

Wednesday, March 29, 2006



"Children are the world's most valuable resource and its best hope for the future." - JFK

There is no question...Africa is heading for a catastrophic famine. Drought, war, poor governance and the devastation of human health because of AIDS are all to blame for the food crisis.

All this is happening at this very moment yet we don't hear the stories of these men, women and children who are starving to death. What must happen before the U.S. media decides to address this issue? Will pictures more devastating than this have to appear before people begin to pay attention? I hope not...

If you are taking the time to read this, please take more time to visit these websites and help Africa:

http://www.worldvision.org/worldvision/master.nsf/home

http://www.savedarfur.org/

http://www.humanrightswatch.org/

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Today as I drove to work (my internship) I realized my apathy. Now I sit here wondering if its normal for a senior in college who is less than two months from donning her cap and gown to want to throw out everything that has been accomplished. I majored in journalism, secured a coveted internship at a TV station and become editor of the college newspaper and now I feel like these things mean nothing to me in the greater scheme of life.

I have childhood memories of lying stomach flat on the floor watching Katie Couric and Bryant Gumble toss witty banter back and forth through the TV and hoping someday I would be on the Today Show couch. I was probably seven years old and in my naivete thought it looked glamorous and fun to host a morning news talk show. Once the awful years of junior high turned into highschool, being a journalist meant public service. I really bought in to the idea that the media is the "fourth estate" that I could become a "watchdog" for all things that go against integrity and goodwill.
Now that I've been in college for the past 3 years I've charged ahead with a one-track mind of becoming an aggressive journalist. To me, being a journalist and being a humanitarian have always gone hand in hand. Journalists do what they do to effect the greatest number of people in the best possible way, right?

I'm not so sure anymore. Don't get me wrong - there are great outlets like PBS's Frontline, NPR, the BBC and others. But those outlets are the forgotten entity of the media today. Flip on American TV and you can find hours and hours of local news, network news and cable news that are largely filled with shock-and-awe crime stories, yawningly long accounts of doppler weather and never ending analyzations of Michael Jackson's secret life, runaway brides and Brangelina.

How many Americans have actually heard of a place called Darfur where far too many people are being killed for reasons that suburban America will never understand? Or how about the ethnic tensions that have been going on in eastern Europe for longer than I've been alive (FYI 23 years)? Not to mention the horrendous slave trades throughout the world that continue unnoticed to western eyes.

Enough for now. But can anyone understand my sudden disillusion with the "fourth estate"?






"Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished"
- Lao Tzu

I often look at this picture taken among the Cascade Mountains in Washington and remember to slow down and smile...
The snow covering the ground is a chilly blue but the promise of sun is on the horizon. The powdered trees and hibernating grass don't doubt the unfailing sunrise - so why should I doubt that life will go on as it always has?