This past week was a unique one in ways which were fun. On Palm Sunday I visited the C-U Community Fab Lab, which may perhaps fly under the radar as an innovative place to visit and merge technology and your creative side. It’s a free community place where you can utilize a laser and an open source computer program to create your own key chain, make a magnet, or do more intensive things such as 3D printing and creation of your own designs. It appeals to various ages, and while the young boy next to me seemed to do slightly better with his project than I did, with the help of three awesome volunteers I was able to solve some issues I was having and emerged victorious with a pretty blue heart key chain with my initial inside that I created. I even got a pretty purple key ring to go with it! See my photo below and the website links (including Flickr group for project ideas) if you are interested in learning more about the Fab Lab +/or visiting.
Next was an amazing omelet that I made heavy on the cheese which turned out good. I’m not Betty Crocker or Rachel Ray, but that’s ok. I get excited when I cook something and it turns out well, because my forte is in areas other than cooking. So I was definitely proud of my omelet! Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo to illustrate, because I ate the omelet exceedingly fast and was not thinking of photo-journaling.
Finally was the fun kickball game that was competitive and took me back to childhood. It was between my small group and another small group from my church (note: our huge small group had actually split several months ago into 2 groups due to our size, but we still regularly get together for social outings). Honestly, I don’t think I have played kickball since grade school, and I found my self asking questions as the game went on, such as “do you have to wait till the ball is kicked before you run from your base?” However, unfortunately, I got out immediately three times when I kicked. My balls always seemed to fly high, and the other team were stars at catching them. My team was great at that, too, but we were vastly outnumbered, and I think that made a difference in our loss. But fun was had by all it seemed, and I was happy that ONE TIME I ACTUALLY GOT ON BASE! I DIDN”T EVEN GET OUT UNTIL RUNNING TO THIRD BASE! I have always appreciated the saying, “it is not whether you win or lose, it is how you play the game.” It was a ton of fun. See photos below to illustrate.
Finally, while there were some not fun issues to the week (re: multiple doctor’s visits & health issues, etcetera), but the week was good overall. Now I’m looking forward to Easter Sunday and my Dad visiting. We’ll get to attend church together and have quality father-daughter time. Sweet!
She decided she wanted to write
a poem about purple toes and black hair.
She is not usually silly
or prone to fluffy things,
but light-hearted poetry
seemed a distraction to her
and the problems in her life.
She got a pedicure recently.
It was by a sweet Asian young woman
who did not speak much English,
but did a good job with painting
her toes a bright, pretty purple.
She picked it out to be
different and a bit funky.
She has a slight alternative side
that sometimes she hides well,
because some don’t see it as professional
and there are lots of different styles
that she enjoys.
She once dyed her hair purple
and helped her friend dye her hair
green and then blue
when her friend hated the green.
They were going to the Tooth and Nail tour
to see two bands that they liked who were uber-cool.
The purple dye was only for one day and temporary,
but sometimes she wouldn’t mind
making it more permanent
if only she was younger,
or if she didn’t care what people thought.
That thought makes her sigh,
because people like to judge based on appearance,
and society’s fashion rules for women
can sometimes be quite oppressive,
confining, limiting, and immodest.
She really wanted to be bold
so with her birthday she decided to dye her hair black.
She had never done that before.
It was a light, pretty black that she was drawn to.
But she got sick right before her birthday,
and thus her friend could not dye her hair.
Time went by,
and she had second thoughts,
but it bothered her that
she didn’t take that bold step.
She almost took the hair dye back
but, even if she hated it,
even when someone told her she may look like Elvira,
she just knew she needed to try it.
She needed to not live her life in a box
or worried about what other people thought.
She liked it, once it was done.
Black and bold
in her estimation.
But for some reason it quickly faded
and came to look more like a dark brown.
Still pretty, but not bold. Not black.
Not the pretty black she had hoped for.
Funny, though, she observed that
many people did not even notice,
and she had thought it was so obvious
and so BOLD.
She is quite glad that she tried purple toes
and black hair.
She keeps telling herself
that change can be good
when she feels stuck in a rut
and like she can’t feel her dreams anymore.
*Poet’s note: Most of my poetry is personal, however sometimes I like to tell a creative story. In the case of this poem, it is a true story, and I am the girl with purple toes and black hair.
Life, thoughts, and journeys are expressed well in pictorial snapshots. An eclectic mix of random moments full of mundane things, fun adventures, emotions, and the fascinating color of life all combine to create the kaleidoscope of our lives. Since I seldom use actual photographs that I have taken in my blog, I decided to make a short pictorial snapshot of photographs that I have taken in the last few months from my amazing iPhone camera.
This is the view of the Mississippi River taken out the window of the Figge Art Museum (formerly Davenport Museum of Art). I saw the only known self-portrait by Grant Wood (artist of American Gothic fame), plus other art from the museum’s permanent collection when I visited this museum with my Dad recently. I especially liked an Andy Warhol painting of the American moon landing that was part of a travelling exhibition.
This photo was taken when I was looking for the fitness aisle at Wal-Mart, but I was drawn to the toy aisle first. I am a kid at heart, truth be told. As I perused the toy aisle, I couldn’t help but ponder why there were no cool Lego’s like this for girls when I was a kid. I appreciate how today there are many girl-oriented Lego’s with fun colors and scenes showcasing various career options. Definitely awesome and progressive.
Beautiful sky at my favorite park.
Chicago Bears Training Camp that I went to with my family on my vacation. I like Illinois and Chicago sports teams, but I am not a die-hard fan by any means. This was a fun family time, which is what I was most excited about.
Majestic fountain that fondly reminded me of Scotland, a country that I would love to visit again.
This is pretty decor at my church. One of my Pastor’s has a good eye for decoration.
This picture is of pretty furnishings at my church after our recent remodel. A fire damaged the building we were renting last November 2011, and we were displaced to a hotel for 4 months. However, a beautiful blessing is that this past Spring we were able to buy our own building. We did a remodel of the building since it used to be a publishing house and a Moose lodge.
Here is a link to the recent story about my church’s restoration after the fire:
- Top 30 must-have free iPhone apps (itproportal.com)
Photo credit from http://www.very-bored.com/pics2/cuteanimals/cute-animals-1.JPG
Note: I wanted to do something fun on my work lunch break earlier today instead of pay bills, so I decided to do an online search for cute animal pictures on my iPhone. This was the cutest animal picture that I found. My twin sister would appreciate it, because it reminds me of the adorable kermit the frog type costume that my nephew, Devin, wore last Halloween. Devin was actually just wearing the frog on his head recently when I saw him on my vacation. I wish that I had snapped a pic of Devin so you could see that adorable pic as well as this adorable kitten.