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May. 31st, 2006
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May. 31st, 2006 10:30 amyesterday i took susan to go get a pedicure.
which means of course, that i got one myself. i NEVER do girly things like that. i have to admit it felt wonderful and my bright red toenails are adorable (if i do say so myself). i wish stuff like that didn't cost so much, i might do it more often. i just can't seem to do my nails OR toenails without making a huge mess.
and i DO actually have fingernails these days, albeit short ones.
went to the annual conference to see the bishop speak last night. only it wasn't the bishop speaking it was a whole worship service. and she is wonderful - younger than i expected and CUTE too (is it bad manners to think your bishop is cute?). but we also renewed our baptismal vows ("remember your baptism and be thankful" with water on your forehead) and had a communion service. it was terribly moving. there was a lot of great music too. one thing you can almost always count on when you stick a bunch of methodists together is fabulous music. you can at least count on an attempt at it. afterward i found the pastors from my church there but no jerad or rachel (who i was really hoping to see). i felt really out of place. because i'm not ordained (even though there were a lot of laity there), and because i'm not even DOING anything. i've completely failed to write my thesis and graduate on time and i haven't even succeeded in getting a job with a human rights organization. i give myself a lot of grief over these things. in addition, almost everyone there was over the age of 50. not that i can't talk to older people, but i felt a bit like a zoo animal and a bit disenfranchised. like young people's opinions just aren't important enough to include at annual conference....but of course this isn't fair. it is really hard to get people my age to come to church in the first place, much less to annual conference. it is in the middle of the week and most of us have to work. i guess i just thought there would be more younger pastors and more people in their 40's. i can only imagine how the african americans present felt. there were maybe 15 of them in the whole conference. and i only saw about 4 asians.
last night when i came home i discovered a hairball by the side of the bed the hard way. most of it ended up on my pants (which were too long). GROSS! i sprayed some stuff on it and went to bed. i am going to finish cleaning it and then make a serious attempt to get out on the bike today. maybe transplant the tomatoes.
weird dreams of being tortured last night. i had just about figured out what they meant when i woke up. an of course now it is gone.
which means of course, that i got one myself. i NEVER do girly things like that. i have to admit it felt wonderful and my bright red toenails are adorable (if i do say so myself). i wish stuff like that didn't cost so much, i might do it more often. i just can't seem to do my nails OR toenails without making a huge mess.
and i DO actually have fingernails these days, albeit short ones.
went to the annual conference to see the bishop speak last night. only it wasn't the bishop speaking it was a whole worship service. and she is wonderful - younger than i expected and CUTE too (is it bad manners to think your bishop is cute?). but we also renewed our baptismal vows ("remember your baptism and be thankful" with water on your forehead) and had a communion service. it was terribly moving. there was a lot of great music too. one thing you can almost always count on when you stick a bunch of methodists together is fabulous music. you can at least count on an attempt at it. afterward i found the pastors from my church there but no jerad or rachel (who i was really hoping to see). i felt really out of place. because i'm not ordained (even though there were a lot of laity there), and because i'm not even DOING anything. i've completely failed to write my thesis and graduate on time and i haven't even succeeded in getting a job with a human rights organization. i give myself a lot of grief over these things. in addition, almost everyone there was over the age of 50. not that i can't talk to older people, but i felt a bit like a zoo animal and a bit disenfranchised. like young people's opinions just aren't important enough to include at annual conference....but of course this isn't fair. it is really hard to get people my age to come to church in the first place, much less to annual conference. it is in the middle of the week and most of us have to work. i guess i just thought there would be more younger pastors and more people in their 40's. i can only imagine how the african americans present felt. there were maybe 15 of them in the whole conference. and i only saw about 4 asians.
last night when i came home i discovered a hairball by the side of the bed the hard way. most of it ended up on my pants (which were too long). GROSS! i sprayed some stuff on it and went to bed. i am going to finish cleaning it and then make a serious attempt to get out on the bike today. maybe transplant the tomatoes.
weird dreams of being tortured last night. i had just about figured out what they meant when i woke up. an of course now it is gone.
