I felt the need to post a blog simply stating that I have officially become a Michigander. I know there are places around the state of New Jersey that got quite an amount of snow. But come on people!!! I had big plans to shop all day with my mom and the malls are closed. Crazy. I am dissapointed and glad I live in a state where people are completely foolish and unafraid of the snowy roads. But we very scared of tornados....

Such is life.

To My Sister

Last weekend Stephen and I went to Dayton, Ohio to visit my sister, brother-in-law, and two nieces Lucy and Iris. We left after I got out of work on Thursday, rode the five hours to their home, and was able to hold Iris, who is almost 3 months, and take a peek at Lucy sleeping before heading to bed exhausted. I woke up early on Friday though and sat with Sarah in bed until Lucy got up. She was, well, a little surprised to see me I think. But she warmed up quickly and went to wake Uncle Stephen. We preceded for the rest of the weekend to have a lovely time visiting. We played with Lucy, held and soothed Iris, and had great conversation with Sarah and Alan. 

Whenever I visit my sister I always come away feeling filled. She is a wonderful friend and mentor to me, full of wisdom and advice, a great sense of humor, and such a deep love for me. I honestly don't know how I could get through my life with out her. She was my comrade in arms when we were growing up and our parents were being parents, she was the girl I wanted to be someday when she went off to college and became a 'grown-up', and she is now the woman I want to be. A loving and caring wife and mother who is always reading, writing, working on a project, learning something new. Sarah is absolutely everything I could ask for in a big sister and she is one of the best friends I've ever had. I look forward to growing old with her as my friend and sharing many more life experiences with her. Maybe one day we will even live like the two aunts in one of my favorite stories....

'What would a young pretty girl do down here with all this sand?'

'We like the sand, Jo.'

'But we're old maids, Cal, with no vices except cigarettes and double-dummy mah-jongg...'

--'The Unspeakable Egg'

F. Scott Fitzgerald 

Green Stir Fry

Last week my friend, Judith, and I went on a trip to Ikea so she could begin furnishing her new home. I told myself I would only buy a new rag rug for $5. Ha. If you've ever been to Ikea you know that is a ridiculous statement. But I only spent $25 on a few things I really needed. Ha, again. You never really need all that little stuff from Ikea. Although, one of the items I got was a wok. I have been wanting one so badly but was starting to feel like it was out of reach when Stephen and I saw one in a fancy kitchen store for over $100. This one, thanks to the Sweeds, was only $7.99! So, I said to Stephen we needed to try it out asap. Being that I hadn't yet been to the local farmers market this season I thought we should try a stir fry with all local veggies. So Stephen and I went on down the the Fulton Street Market got some fresh onions, asparagus, a green bell pepper, and sugar snap peas. Well let me tell you! With a little chili sauce, soy sauce, and sesame oil it was by far the best stir fry we've ever made. The wok was fantastic and with rice in the rice cooker it was ready in 15 minutes (after chopping all the veggies). I would highly recommend getting yourself a wok, some delicious fresh veggies, some hot rice, and have yourself a tasty and quick supper!

Catching Up

Ok, so I know I am officially over due for a blog. Let me at least catch everyone up on my latest adventures. This blog will be written in the "what I did over summer vacation" style.

I haven't blogged since October so lets see... 

Christmas was lovely. I spent it with family and friends in New Jersey. In January I had my 22nd birthday and it past without a hitch. I don't really think I ended up doing much for the big double 2. In February I sold my car. My first car I had since I was 17. It was hard to say goodbye to ol' Rex but I believe she is in good hands. She went with a lady who bought her for her daughter to drive. Another gals first car. That made me and Rex both very happy. I always get the feeling she's doing well. I am now driving my moms old Subaru station wagon. Her name is Clarabelle. And yes I do have a strange attachment to my cars. Also in February I performed with my dance studios ensemble at the Grand Rapids Art museum. It was a great experience and by far one of my favorite performances. March was a nice month. Stephen had his spring break and went to NJ to visit his family. I stayed behind and worked and caught up on some reading. I always enjoy a little time just to myself. At the very beginning of April my parents came for a visit! It was a great time. They were here for Holy Weekend which was so nice. We went to the museum, played lots of cards (500 rummy and spades) had a fantastic feast day on Easter, and ate as much as possible! It was the week after Easter that Stephen and I decided to become mostly vegetarian. We still eat the occasional chicken and we are eating much more fish and beans. It's been a really good challenge to our bodies, minds, and cooking skills (try this recipe!). At the end of April Stephen had his very first art exhibition! It was here in GR at the downtown art gallery his school owns. It was a show for him and the other girl who is also a graduating BFA. Stephen did 4 large scale paintings that went over well with his professors, friends, and the public. He even sold one! We were probably never more excited as we were when we heard that news. And he has sold two more paintings since then! There is something so powerful and completely exciting to see the person you love so much realizing these huge life goals and dreams. May has been crazy so far. I am getting ready for the recital which is this weekend and I can't wait for it to be over. I only have two more weeks of teaching and then at the beginning of June I will be off to Costa Rica for a week with the Clark clan! I can barely even think about it I am so out of my mind excited! I am also patiently awaiting the arrival of my next little niece, Iris. I'm so excited to see what she'll look like. 

That is more or less what's been happening with me. I am happy, fulfilled, and ready for the next adventure!

Sundays

I have been having the best Sundays lately! I decided back when Stephen and Sarah came back to Michigan for the school year that we would spend Sundays having "family" time. Eating a meal together, doing some sort of activity, and catching up with one another. It's been great! One Sunday we ate pasta and meatballs and just sat around and read, did homework, snacked, and laughed. The next week I cooked Indian food for lunch and we went downtown to look at all of the art prize art. Last week Sarah was in Chicago but Stephen and I went back downtown to see even more art and then spent the rest of the day relaxing. 

This week definitely topped it all though. We went apple picking with some friends, enjoyed hot cider, donuts, and apples (naturally), then our friend Ciera came back home with us and we cooked a big roast chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and carrots. While the chicken was in the oven we went across the street to my neighbors estate sale where we found a few items we liked. Most everything had been picked over but I found a Christmas wreath and Ciera a few cute mirrors. As we went to pay for them the guy asked a dollar for each thing. So we gave him two dollars. We were excited! Then (yes, it gets better) he starts asking what else we'd like. "Do you want this candle stick?" (it was grossly gaudy and about 3 feet tall with the candle!). Sarah said, "Yeah!". He went through most of the house handing us whatever we wanted. It was all completely hideous but we took stuff! It was incredibly awkward to have to say "Uh.... no, thanks, I don't really the things you own". But I came out with 4 bamboo trays and a wreath. Sarah got 3 drinking glasses, a giant candlestick in the shape of a lady in a robe, and a bowl. Ciera got 3 mirrors, a vase, and a decorative mask (this guy had bad taste!). Then, after admiring our treasures, we made apple crisp and sat down to play Uno. Then I taught everyone how to play Frog Juice (still just as fun!). All the while the candlestick was on the table, lit. We just had such a good time laughing and being together. It was wonderful. I'm so glad I've finally found a full life here in Grand Rapids. 

Next week: pumpkin carving!

Walking

Since last I blogged my trike was stolen. I was devastated, horrified, angry, and a little scared as it was taken from my back yard in the night. But I'm taking it with a grain of salt and realizing it's opening up more opportunities for me. Like walking.

I can't say I have ever really enjoyed walking. It always seems to take forever and, well, it makes my feet hurt. But I've been walking none the less. I feel it's a family tradition now. My Grandfather walks I think it's 7mi every day (correct me if I'm wrong, Grandpa!), my parents walk often on the weekends, my sister and her husband often walk into town from there home in Kentucky. But it's my grandfather who who inspires me. He's 79. I'm 21. So I can walk to work 3 times a week. I'm not sure how far it is to work, maybe a mile and a half one way? I can do it. Although, you have to know that my grandfather is much more physically fit then I am. I remember the day after we had taken over a 10mi walk my cousin and I were sore and achy and tired and when we told Grandpa this he responded by saying "I feel fine!", dancing around the kitchen and laughing. That was only a few years ago. So I can walk to work. And, surprisingly enough, I have been enjoying it greatly. It offers me time to myself, time to think, enjoy the summer smells. So thanks, Grandpa for inspiring me to walk and learn to enjoy it. I aspire to be as healthy, fun loving, and young as you are when I'm 79.

I haven't blogged in such a long time. I always convince myself no one really wants to hear about my mundane life. And maybe you don't, but I think I'm going to tell you anyway.

I have been experiencing life very differently lately. I have had very little money and yet I have 3 jobs. I have 3 jobs but seem to never have anything to do. So for the last few months I have been enjoying watching movies from the library, making creative meals out of what's in my pantry, going to the free city beach on Lake Michigan, and riding my trike and using public transportation as much as possible. It's been pretty fun. My new job at the dance store downtown is great. My boss is halarious (most of the time) and I love the two girls I work with. It's fairly easy work as I know the products I'm selling so well and it's a very relaxed enviorment. My job at the studio has been slow as I'm only teaching two nights a week. And my job at Charlotte Russe is the same. 

Stephen had to go back to New Jersey for the rest of the summer because he couldn't find any work here in Michigan. He'll be working at the Thai restaurant again. He left yesterday and I'm already terribly sad with out him. He is coming with a few friends of ours the first week in August for a visit and will be back again at the start of the school year. It's going to be such a long four weeks to say the least. 

I've decided that for the rest of the summer I'm going to go to the beach every Sunday (weather permitting), read at least 4 good books, eat lots of ice pops late at night, and spend time with the new friends I've made out here this last year.

Worry and Resolution

I'm not sure I have ever been so challenged by life as I have been this last week. 

I had to go to New Jersey to help my mom go through and recover from a lumpectomy. Not exactly my idea of a good time. I've never had to watch someone walk away from me into an operating room to have a simple yet terrifying procedure. The surgery went well, as did the recovery. A few days after that though Stephen called to tell me that he'd been "kicked out" of the BFA (bachelor of fine arts) program at his school. Stephen had worked so hard for this only to fail now? He told me he was thinking about transferring to a school in Philadelphia, potentially leaving me alone in Grand Rapids while he followed his dreams of being an artist. After that I realized I had no way to pay my rent come June 1st and that my job as a teacher was somewhat unstable. I was stressed to say that least. I seriously entertained the thought of committing myself. Seriously. I took to laughing like a crazy person to keep from crying and rocking myself in a fetal position. 

Then I stopped worrying. And God took care of my unprayed prayers.

My mom recovered fantastically. Stephen decided to stay at Calvin, show the art department he's worthy of their program, and pour himself into his artwork. When I came home I realized I had two paychecks and a large tax refund waiting for me. More than enough to cover my expenses for the next month. Even if none of those things happened I would've been fine. I have a family who cares for me deeply, friends who share in my uncertainty about life and offer support and advice, and a companion in Stephen who is with me every step of this long, scary, winding, and terrifying journey to adulthood. My life is harder than it ever has been but I can honestly say that I have never felt better about it. I feel safe, loved, and joyful. 

"Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst, for I will do mine! Then the fates will know you as we know you..."

-- Edmond in "The Count of Monte Cristo"

Suffering

I've been thinking lately about suffering. I know someone who seems never to have suffered much in her life; she's always been healthy, had money and food, a good job she loved. So when she complains about certain things it seems bizarre because the things she finds terrible are completely manageable to other people who have suffered much worse. I have a friend who I recently found out had a rough 10 years of her life. When she was just a teenager her mother died of cancer and she was the one who took care of her till the end. After that her father abandoned her and she was left to work and figure out how to feed herself; she had to invite herself to peoples houses constantly just to get a meal for the day. Her suffering is nothing like my own. But I'm beginning to understand more of those struggles as life hits me pretty hard. I still know very little of the pain most people face everyday but I'm glad God is giving me these things because I know with all my heart there will be a time of spring after this long and cold winter. The flowers will bloom again and the sun will come out and warm me. And that comforts me.

The Little Things

In the course of my life I have seen so many strange and funny things that just make me smile. Here are some of those things...

There is a man at the grocery store here who is working almost every time I go and he's just this old man that makes me smile.

Today I saw a happy old lady with her husband buying a handle of vodka. What?

Not long ago I saw a lady clearly having a conversation with a cat...

I love anytime I glance at people when they're driving and they are just singing away to the tunes.

I was working at the mall once and this little girl was belting out the words and dancing to "Single Ladies" by Beyonce. So cute!

I suggest opening your eyes and looking around at these little things in life. Be observant of the people around you and you'll be surprised at how much you notice. Some things will make you cringe while other will bring a little smile to your face. I know it makes my life much fuller.