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Cajole.

 

cajole \kuh-JOHL\, transitive: To persuade with flattery, repeated appeals, or soothing words; to coax.

Cajole derives from Early Modern French cajoler, originally, “to chatter like a bird in a cage, to sing; hence, to amuse with idle talk, to flatter,” from Old French gaiole, jaiole, “a cage,” from Medieval Latin caveola, “a small cage,” from Latin cavea, “an enclosure, a den for animals, a bird cage,” from cavus, “hollow.” It is related to cave, cage and jail (British gaol).

Cajole is kind of disappointing to me since I already know what it meanst. Won’t be adding to my vocab today. However, I did find it’s derivation interesting. I’ve always been really interested in etymology. That probably ties into my propensity for reading the dictionary.

So, what do I think of when I hear the word cajole? I know that I cajole my husband into getting up to get me something when I’m perfectly capable of doing it myself. I think every kid I’ve ever known has been an expert at cajoling any higher authority in their life. Along the same line, I think those of us who believe in Him often cajole God into getting what we want. Not that anyone wants to admit that, but we really do try all the same tactics on God that we did on our parents when we were kids. We hear all of the time about how we’re supposed to be in a relationship with Him, but is that a true relationship, where one side is consistently flattering God, “pulling the wool over His eyes” so to speak just so we can get what we think we really want or need? I’m guilty of it. It’s one of the greatest struggles of my life, going to God simply for the sake that He is God and I want Him alone.

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Pukka

pukka \PUHK-uh\, adjective:
1. Authentic; genuine.
2. Good of its kind; first-class.

Since life as I know it at present is not real interesting to write about (Not that it ever was. My goal was to simply start writing.) and seeing that good blogs tend to have some kind of theme or consistency and aren’t just a bunch of journal-type passages, I’ve decided to do a “word of the day” blog. Basically, Dictionary.com will email me the word of the day and I’ll incorporate it into my daily writing, which will still be about life (in the South) since that’s still really the aim of this blog in the first place. I think I would hear protest from my three family members and friends that regularly read this if I just wrote about a word.

I have other motives for this new format as well. I think it will stretch my mind by forcing me to incorporate new words into ordinary life. I also think that it’s good to add new words to my vocabulary, and your’s too. Vocab class used to be one of my favorites in school. In ninth grade, I was allowed to do twelfth grade vocab. The problem was that there wasn’t an actual twelfth grade vocab class (I guess twelfth graders are too cool for vocab school), so the three of us who took it had to sit in the hall outside of the ninth grad vocab class. I don’t remember getting a lot of vocab done, but do remember the contests to see how far certain objects would slide down the hall. I got an A in that class.

I was also the kid who liked to read the dictionary for fun. Or one of the Encyclopedia Britannica books. Take your pick. I thought that was weird at the time, but I didn’t care. Maybe it’s still weird, but I still don’t care. I was pleasantly surprised to see that my personality test listed this as one of my “action item” activities. So maybe it’s weird, but it’s what I’m meant to do. I am a pukka reader of all things encyclopedic, just because I think it’s fun. That sounds slightly obscene to me- pukka.

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Writer’s Block

Well, not so much writer’s block, just lack of interesting things to write about. We are very busy, but it has mostly to do with committee meetings, homework and cleaning. Not very fun to read or write about.

We did get new cell phones today- brand new, in fact- which is a huge accomplishment for us since my last new cell phone was at least six years ago. Matthew got tired of being ribbed by his buddies for having such a huge and crummy phone. It was functional, what more could you ask for? Anyway, while I was at work today, he broke down and renewed our contract with the Great Satan, otherwise known as Sprint. Our two year agreement expired in July and we thought we were finally free- free, free, free I say! However, after looking around and comparing prices, minutes, etc… we realized our current plan was the best one for us. So here’s to another two years of dropped calls and intermittent reception. Yippee! It makes me feel like this:

(Tryon Palace Gardens, New Bern, NC) 

I think she’s in mourning. 

In other news, I missed two very important August celebrations for our family. My parents celebrated 31 years on the 21st and Matthew’s brother Marc and his wife Danielle celebrated their first anniversary yesterday. We love you all!

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Friends of ours from school scored four free tickets to a Durham Bulls game last night and invited us to tag along. We had a great time! I knew we would have fun just getting to hang out since this couple is a particular favorite of ours, but the game was fun too- much to my surprise! I’ve never been one for baseball. I definitely don’t watch it on television and only go to live games for the people watching, but there was something about this game that actually drew my attention. Maybe it was because it was a farm league game so the crowd was cozier. Or maybe it’s because we had awesome seats between home and first. Really though, I think it was the old bull (billboard) that came alive when someone hit a homer. The eyes flashed red, smoke came tumbling out of its nostrils and the tail moved up and down. Oh, and it made some ”I’m about to stomp you!” bull noises. It was a great evening filled with entertainment, hot dogs and good company.

I was a good  blogger and hauled my camera down there with me (Matthew was a little embarassed by my enourmous bag of goods- camera, purse, notebook, etc…), but my batteries died before I could take any pics. So, you’ll have to settle for this stock photo (our seats were to the right under the awning):

Knowing we were going to the game, I couldn’t get this out of my head all day:

I know it’s not Chicago, but I had a fun time watching Da Bulls!

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27

 

Another August celebration is happening at our house. Matthew turns 27 today- he’s officially in his late twenties, which means that he’s really, truly, actually getting old! His will be a day spent at home, reading away (translation: he’s got a whole lotta studying to do). But, we did get a little treat from one of his friend’s moms, so he does get to pick where we dine tonight. Happy Birthday, baby!

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Ha-ha!

I was asked to take a personality test at work last week and thought I would post the results. For those of you who know me, you will most likely not be surprised by any of this, but may find it amusing. Matthew just kept shaking his head while he was reading it, saying, “Yep, that’s right on! Oh, yeah, for sure on that…” I’ve taken a lot of these, but they never get old to me. Even my boss was like, “This is you exactly!” I suppose it could be narcissism, or maybe it just proves that I’m not so weird, although Matthew says it confirms just the opposite. I did help me to understand why in the world I would get a degree in English and history with no intention to ever teach and also why athletics were such a huge part of my formative years. Whatever the case may be, perhaps you’ll enjoy what this says about me.

Context: You look back. You look back because that is where the answers lie. You look back to understand thepresent. From your vantage point the present is unstable, a confusing clamor of competing voices. It isonly by casting your mind back to an earlier time, a time when the plans were being drawn up, that thepresent regains its stability. The earlier time was a simpler time. It was a time of blueprints. As you lookback, you begin to see these blueprints emerge. You realize what the initial intentions were. Theseblueprints or intentions have since become so embellished that they are almost unrecognizable, but nowthis Context theme reveals them again. This understanding brings you confidence. No longer disoriented,you make better decisions because you sense the underlying structure. You become a better partnerbecause you understand how your colleagues came to be who they are. And counterintuitively youbecome wiser about the future because you saw its seeds being sown in the past. Faced with new peopleand new situations, it will take you a little time to orient yourself, but you must give yourself this time. Youmust discipline yourself to ask the questions and allow the blueprints to emerge because no matter whatthe situation, if you haven’t seen the blueprints, you will have less confidence in your decisions. 

Input: You are inquisitive. You collect things. You might collect information−words, facts, books, andquotations−or you might collect tangible objects such as butterflies, baseball cards, porcelain dolls, orsepia photographs. Whatever you collect, you collect it because it interests you. And yours is the kindof mind that finds so many things interesting. The world is exciting precisely because of its infinitevariety and complexity. If you read a great deal, it is not necessarily to refine your theories but, rather,to add more information to your archives. If you like to travel, it is because each new location offersnovel artifacts and facts. These can be acquired and then stored away. Why are they worth storing? Atthe time of storing it is often hard to say exactly when or why you might need them, but who knowswhen they might become useful? With all those possible uses in mind, you really don’t feel comfortablethrowing anything away. So you keep acquiring and compiling and filing stuff away. It’s interesting. Itkeeps your mind fresh. And perhaps one day some of it will prove valuable. 

Intellection: You like to think. You like mental activity. You like exercising the “muscles” of your brain, stretching themin multiple directions. This need for mental activity may be focused; for example, you may be trying tosolve a problem or develop an idea or understand another person’s feelings. The exact focus willdepend on your other strengths. On the other hand, this mental activity may very well lack focus. Thetheme of Intellection does not dictate what you are thinking about; it simply describes that you like tothink. You are the kind of person who enjoys your time alone because it is your time for musing andreflection. You are introspective. In a sense you are your own best companion, as you pose yourselfquestions and try out answers on yourself to see how they sound. This introspection may lead you to aslight sense of discontent as you compare what you are actually doing with all the thoughts and ideasthat your mind conceives. Or this introspection may tend toward more pragmatic matters such as theevents of the day or a conversation that you plan to have later. Wherever it leads you, this mental humis one of the constants of your life. 

Competition: Competition is rooted in comparison. When you look at the world, you are instinctively aware of otherpeople’s performance. Their performance is the ultimate yardstick. No matter how hard you tried, nomatter how worthy your intentions, if you reached your goal but did not outperform your peers, theachievement feels hollow. Like all competitors, you need other people. You need to compare. If you cancompare, you can compete, and if you can compete, you can win. And when you win, there is nofeeling quite like it. You like measurement because it facilitates comparisons. You like other competitorsbecause they invigorate you. You like contests because they must produce a winner. You particularlylike contests where you know you have the inside track to be the winner. Although you are gracious toyour fellow competitors and even stoic in defeat, you don’t compete for the fun of competing. Youcompete to win. Over time you will come to avoid contests where winning seems unlikely.

Deliberative: You are careful. You are vigilant. You are a private person. You know that the world is an unpredictableplace. Everything may seem in order, but beneath the surface you sense the many risks. Rather thandenying these risks, you draw each one out into the open. Then each risk can be identified, assessed,and ultimately reduced. Thus, you are a fairly serious person who approaches life with a certainreserve. For example, you like to plan ahead so as to anticipate what might go wrong. You select yourfriends cautiously and keep your own counsel when the conversation turns to personal matters. Youare careful not to give too much praise and recognition, lest it be misconstrued. If some people don’tlike you because you are not as effusive as others, then so be it. For you, life is not a popularitycontest. Life is something of a minefield. Others can run through it recklessly if they so choose, but youtake a different approach. You identify the dangers, weigh their relative impact, and then place yourfeet deliberately. You walk with care. 

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Up and running

We got our internet back on Thursday. Seems the storms a week ago fried the neighborhood cable box. At least we weren’t the only ones going “without” on the block.

In the mean time, I enjoyed life like it used to be pre-internet. Amazing how much more got done! It was a busy week nonetheless. Pampered Chef show on Tuesday with girls from Sunday School. Speech on Thursday night to the new seminary wives. Dinner on Friday with girlfriends. Finished painting the shed yesterday. I got a wild hair after I finished up yesterday and insisted that we go to the beach. Matthew was in need of a study break anyway (school started this week for him), so we headed over to Falls Lake and took a quick late afternoon dip in one of the most beautiful lakes I’ve ever seen, and that’s saying a lot for a girl from Michigan. It was also high eighties and no humidity- hallelujah!- so it made for a very enjoyable evening, see:

This is only one little finger of a gigantic lake. I love that it’s only a 15 minute drive from home. It’s like going “up north” (for all you Michiganders) anytime we want!

 

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Out of Commission…

We had some thunderstorms Friday night that knocked our home internet out. Three days later and it’s still out, which makes blogging rather difficult since I only have access at work and that’s limited.

You know, I’ve been daydreaming lately about what it would be like to live without all of the trappings of technology, out in nature, using my hands to get by. I still fantasize about that ideal (the reality of which would be less than ideal I know, but let me have my fantasy), but it’s driving me nuts that I’m the only one without it. You all (or y’all) have it and I don’t and that makes me crazy anxious to get online.

I’ll get back to my regular blogging once Time Warner gets us up and running at home, whenever that happens.

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Adison

The Hildebrands

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I’m an aunt!

Matthew’s sister had a baby girl, Adison Elizabeth, at 2:24 this afternoon. She weighed in at 8lbs, 5 oz and is 20 in long (if this is wrong it’s because I got the information from my husband second-hand and you know how guys are with this kind of thing). Everyone’s doing great.

This our first niece or nephew on either side, so we’re ecstatic to officially be an aunt and uncle! No pictures yet, but I’m sure I’ll have a few to post soon.

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