big 2-3

it's my birthday today and i'm working this afternoon.
there's no cake, there's no ice cream....happy birthday.
(it could be worse, i could have a pin in my neck)

my accent

jumping on this bandwagon...

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland   "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
Philadelphia
The South
The Northeast
The Inland North
Boston
The West
North Central
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heart preferences

we came upon this during homegroup on sunday: in an argument, would you prefer to be:
a. right or
b. forgiven?

ouch. tough question. i know the "correct" answer is b. forgiven, but that's a big pill to swallow. i have my pride (as we Americans like to say), and i don't like my pride being hurt, as it does when i am wrong. and i am often wrong.

siblings and fammilly

do any of you have siblings? how about younger siblings? well, i have 3 of them: one older sister, one younger sister, and one younger brother. i love them dearly, however, they are not Christians so we don't connect on many levels. for example: i am in seminary, which must mean that i think i'm a better and more holy person than they are. definitely not true, and those who know me well see how full of fault i am. and yet, while i find non-Christians are most unwilling to think better of Christians for having faith in the Lord, i find that they are more than willing to think worse of us when we screw things up. my younger sister thinks i hold everyone to high standards. this is untrue; i hold myself to a high standard but have no right to impose this standard on anyone else. naturally. and then there is the festering mess of my relationship with my depressed and emotionally volatile mother, with whom my younger sister gets along better and therefore presumes to tell me what to do and how to act around her. thank you very much, but i do not ascribe to secular and hopeless philosophies regarding mental illness. i strive to speak the truth in love, and i get hammered for it. hooray! and my mother is coming to visit in a few weeks. so, friends, pray for me. my sister tells me to not get my hopes up about this visit. what can i do? hope that we have a pleasant but shallow interaction for 3 days, or that we make painful progress in mending our relationship? curses! people are so complicated! why can't all relationships be as simple and *good* as the one we have with Christ?

what happened to the 80's?

there was so much hotness




and joy


...and well-wishing all around.


would that those good times returned! oh wait, they did. you should have been at the 80's party.

Coolness Quiz

i work at a before- and after-school program for mostly elementary schoolers, with a few middle schoolers thrown in. it's not a glamorous job, but it pays the bills and gets me some life experience. today would be one of those --priceless--experiences! i was reading a book with a little boy when one of the second-grade girls came up to me with a questionnaire to fill out. she hangs out with the middle-school girls (her sister is in middle school), and i'd recently begun to suspect that they were using her to ask me rather personal questions. i think they want to know if i am cool or just old. i had laughed her questions off until now. so now i have this questionnaire--and a due date of next tuesday, when i will see her next--and my question is, is she the only one who gets to have some fun with this? i submit that she is not! and so, i put it to you, my faithful friends who read my blog but do not comment--help me dream up some farcical answers to these questions!

they stand thus:

name:
age:
job:
favorite color:
birthday:
favorite singer:
boyfriend's name:
favorite singer:
favorite designer:




she stipulated that if i have no answer, to write "none." i feel i could possibly include the truth in every answer, but where's the fun in that? she does know me as "miss rebecca," so i should probably use my name at least. but beyond that...this is too good of a joke to keep to myself! i have half a mind to use friends' names as singer, designers and stores. and i suspect i should not let on that my birthday is perilously close. you never know. haha! enjoy, friends!

i made my bed this morning

one might not find this a significant occurrance, but in my room it is. usually i roll out of bed in the morning and stumble into work around 7.00am and it seems just too unfair to make my bed, as this is a firm declaration that i won't be re-entering its comforting depths for another 12+ hours. but last night i slept for 12 hours and today it is 70 degrees and feels fantastic. i have my window open! i still haven't decided how to spend my first saturday back in PA, but it is a wonderful feeling, knowing that i am beholden to none and i can't even feel guilty for not doing my homework because the bookstore is sold out of my class' books. huzzah!

all of this can only be a result of winter term, about which i have heard so much but thus far experienced so little. class only twice a week...what is that! it sounds delightful. i am working 20 hours a week, but i'm not letting that get me down. not today. my next question is: how am i to spend my time, when not working or doing schoolwork? mark traphagen says he has over-booked himself for the month. not me! anything could happen in january, and i only know one thing that will certainly happen: i will turn 23. what is 23? kind of a wasteland.

but now i shall go downstairs and eat something and then begin my saturday. what! it's 2.30pm! alas.