Week #29: The best kind of thanks


Silent gratitude isn’t much use to anyone. – G.B. Stern

As a girl, chocolate is one of my favorite things. As an artist, color is one of my favorite things. As a 20-something, the Internet is one of my things. (Un)fortunately, there’s something that feeds all of these addictions; it’s called Pinterest (or as my mom says, “Pin-interest”. In case you’re not familiar, Pinterest is a wonderful, horrible black hole of creativity & awesomeness that can make an hour go by faster than a scared cat. I love it 🙂 Lately, I’ve been trying my hand at some of the recipes that I’ve pinned & have been pleasantly surprised at the results. 1,000-layer chocolate chip cookies, lazy cake cookies & Nutella cookies have all fallen before my new found prowess, muah ha ha.

But the downside of learning you have baking as a new semi-secret power is that then you have a huge amount of tempting goodies lying around calling out to be eaten. Sooo, to quiet tiny cookie voices, I decided to give them away. To whom?, you might ask. Why not me?, you might also ask, but I think I chose some worthy recipients—members of the Olathe Fire Department. Especially since they had to go out on a call today when the high was 98 degrees F.

I had first thought to take something to the police, but upon consulting Google, I discovered they aren’t allowed to accept anything not prepackaged. With that in mind, I decided to call the fire station before stopping by in case they had similar rules. The man who answered identified himself as Anderson & when I asked if I could bring something by, he responded so enthusiastically, it just made my day. After trying to make sure there was enough variety (I used all of the recipes listed above, though the lazy cake cookies became blueberry cake cookies, & also made peanut butter cookies), I drove over only to find that they were out on a call. A second try worked & the men of station 4 were super sweethearts. They laughed at my bad jokes as I experienced of one of my rare shy spells. This was my first time ever taking something to our public servants & it’s been one of the best experiences I’ve had all month. Thanks, guys!

Week #26: Morning Glory

“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.” – Marcus Aurelius

I love sleep, it’s one of those beautiful gifts that God gave to us. Dreams are also one of my favorite things & are usually a rich, wild ride. But this morning I woke up at 5 AM. Why? Because God’s beautiful moments are like breaths. They’re always there, you just have to take them.

The reason I needed to be up so early was because I completed a 5K—The Color Run! Now such things & I do not go hand in hand. But when a coworker suggested this walking-optional, colorful 5K, I actually wanted to do it. The Color Run special is special because at points throughout the course, participants are blasted with brightly colored powder. Color? Count me in!!

Even though there was no pressure (it’s not even timed), I was pretty nervous. The girls I was with—my coworker, her sister & friends—were all at least somewhat athletic & I didn’t want to slow anybody down. But, as usual, my worries were unsubstantiated. The entire experience was a blast (of color!); the crowd (15,000 people), the color stations & fellowship all filled me with energy & it was hard to stop smiling. After crossing the finish line with about 1,000 other people—all of whom started out dressed in white to maximize the before/after effect—we danced to the music & waited until the countdown to simultaneously launch our color packets into the air. It was beautiful; get the pics here 🙂

I never thought I’d say that a 5K was one of my most enjoyable experiences, but I guess, when the moment is there I just have to trust God & take it. Whew!

Week #20: Color me crazy

“I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way – things I had no words for.” – Georgia O’Keeffe

A couple months ago a friend told me about a local race called “The Color Run” where at different points in the race, you get blasted with brightly colored powder. Now I’m against running like it’s a facehugger’s insides, but I’m for color like it’s all the things I love. Clothes, walls, refrigerators—bright & beautiful colors make ’em better & express how I love to see the world.

Ironically, I’ve never applied that love of color to my hair until today. This ‘thing’ is not exactly new because I had dyed it once before today (but with dark red highlights that no one really noticed). However, now blue & purple hues tip my tresses & reveal to the casual observer some of my inner crazy, exciting wack-a-doodle. Ditto!

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