Monday, January 24, 2011


So the topic of my weekend (and the whole month really) was generosity.  The generosity of others aimed at me, mostly.  Before I start blabbering on about whatever I ramble off to, I just want to say thank you to the two wonderful ladies who helped me out this weekend by giving me work to do to earn some money, and paying me (what I feel was) too much for those services.  So, Thank You SOOOOOOOO much.

When the whole New Zealand trip thing was finally decided upon, I realized, "hey, I'm gonna need some money for this trip."  So I typed up a flyer, recruited my mom, called my summer job location, and re-instated my profile.  Out of all of this I have received some of the most random work that I have ever done, and that's saying something.  But do I really care?  Nope.  I mean, what else am I going to do with my time on vacation?  Last year I did a lot of baking.  I wouldn't have minded that again this year, but I'd rather not put on 10 pounds.  Instead, I took my time and put it to a good use.  Work 4 days a week at my 'home job,' weekends doing random work for people, and semi- on call babysitting.  I think I've earned more in the past three weeks than I did the entire semester at my 'school job.' 

Now to the generosity.   I feel like some of the work I did for people was not quite up to what they paid me for.  But at the same time, they were ridiculously enthused about the whole thing.  So either I did more work than I thought (doubt it) or they are very generous to my plight, if not my work abilities.

Speaking of my plight, we are now T minus 10 days until I leave.  Wow.

Again, I would like to thank everyone who helped me these past few weeks, I really appreciate it.  Also, I would like to encourage all of you to be generous.  With your time, with your money, but mainly with yourself.  You never know when someone is having a terrible day.  A little kindness can go a looong way. 

Side note: While writing this blog, I am singing in my head the lyrics to the song "The Frown Song" by Ben Folds.  Whoever the person is that he describes in the lyrics?  Yeah, don't be that person.


Wednesday, January 5, 2011


It's been a while since I've been on here.  I will be honest when I say that I don't think I had a whole lot to write about.  The holidays were great.  It's awesome being able to see my family whenever I want now, instead of every three months.  Of course, this next trip will be a doozie.  Five months across the globe ought to be interesting.  Well, that's what I'm hoping anyways. 

Now, on to the topic of the day.  I'm not sure if any of you noticed, but I changed the name of the blog.  I was quite dissatisfied with the last title.  When I was making this blog, that was my one hang up point to the whole process.  What do I want to name it?  I wanted it to be fun and interesting and everything that a name should be.  Names are important.  For example, my sister in law is pregnant again.  And during a brief discussion over Thanksgiving I learned that if the baby is a girl, my brother wants to name her Desiree.  And oh my goodness.  The first thing I said to that was that every girl I knew who was named Desiree was a biotch.  And my sister in law agreed with me!  Two completely different life experiences and we have the same opinion on that name.  Now what does that say? 

Now bring that information back to blogging land, it was hard deciding on a title.  And once I did, I had to decide on a subtitle.  The subtitle was what got me.  I knew what I wanted it to entail, but I just couldn't find the words. 

Not finding words is becoming a bigger thing for me recently.  It's extremely annoying when I'm in the middle of a conversation and BAM!  I can't think of the word I want.  I knew I had just a minute ago, but for the life of me I cannot remember it.  And come to find out it's a really simple word.  That is one of the most frustrating feelings.  And the thing is, I'm really good and filling those spots for other people, just not myself. 

Anyways, back to topic.  After settling on a title and subtitle for a while, I still didn't like it.  So I decided to change it.  I don't feel too bad because, let's face it, there really won't be much drum corps writing being posted on here for a while.  Instead, I chose something completely random that I find I can not say without smiling.  So the new title is here to stay, for a while at least.  I hope that I will be inspired to change it once I learn some Maori language in New Zealand.  In the meantime, however, HAPPY HOOTENANNY EVERYONE!!

P.S. If your name is Desiree, or any spelling thereof, I'm sorry I insulted your name.

P.P.S. In case you were wondering about the title, it is Greek and akin to the word nama, the Old English origination of the word 'name'.