Promenade...

allright, so, as requested... here are some pictures from this past weekend in So.Ill.

Youth Led Video 2

Today was youth led worship. My youth did this video. I'm so proud.

Weather Report #2

This morning, I had received a myspace message from one of my youth. It said, "Hannah, I'm starting a '[weatherman's name] fan club' group on myspace! You should join! I'll let you be the number one member!"

I feel a little bad for this guy. He has no idea that he has youth so invested and so interested.

Weather Report

In the past few months, my youth have taken a very active (sometimes I think unhealthy) interest in my dating life. It seems to them no coincidence that there has been a new single male attending church these last few months. As the man works for a local television station he's been dubbed, "the weatherman."

Every Sunday for the last few months, I've been getting weather reports from some of the youth about his worship behaviors, who he talks to, and general panic if he talks to the young, single kindergarten teacher (quote from my youth: "Hannah you have to fight to the death for this one!"). I've also gotten a lot of advice on how to go about wooing the weatherman.

Yesterday, an opportunity presented itself where I was able to introduce myself to him. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a couple of my youth watching this interchange with big, goofy grins on their faces.

Thus is life in the fishbowl I guess

Pendulum

So, I'm breaking rule #1. It's late at night, but I'm not feeling particularly stressed, so this shouldn't be an overly dramatic post. Of course, the "e" in my myers-briggs has been fairly satisfied all weekend with an abundance of friends and people around.

Earlier this week, I got a phone call from an old friend and some things were revealed to me that I wish had remained unsaid. I've been overanalyzing (as I am wont to do) for a couple days now and feel it's best to "out it" by putting pen to paper, or finger to keys.

I've known this person for a long time now. Our friendship has been a pendulum swinging from friendship to more than friends back to friendship for the past few years. In this last conversation, the conversation that will go down in history as the "conversation when things should have been left unsaid," I realized how different I am from my first introduction to this friend.

Maybe it's not so much that I am different, but that I am the same as I was and he is the same person he was. Maybe it's like the quote in my headline, "We grow neither better nor worse as we get old, but more like ourselves." So, as I grow more like myself and he grows more like himself our lives become more and more divergent as we continue to act true to our nature.

I'm not sure if any of this makes sense, but it's been swimming around in my head the last couple of days.

Lessons Learned

In light of my last few dramatic posts, I've made up some guidelines so as one should not think I am going off the deep end.

1) Hannah should not post late at night. This usually leads to dramatic postings.

2) Hannah should avoid posting when stressed. This always leads to dramatic postings.

Having broken both of those rules in my last couple of posts of length, I've decided to follow both of them today. I'm neither stressed, nor is it late at night. It also helps that there have been a couple of things to dramatically reduce personal stress.

1)finding and being approved for an apartment that will be move-in ready so I am not homeless for any length of time (Yes, I'm moving. Again. It's apparently "what I do").
2)turning my taxes into my tax guy so they can be done on time. Here's to hopefully not owing anything to the IRS this year!

I've found that having those two things figured out have made me feel almost back to my pre-march attitude.

There has been a lot going on work-wise these past few weeks, what with the early arrival of Easter and the subsequent busy season of VBS, summer trips, events and traveling. So, while things are still busy (as is the life of a youth worker), they don't quite have the frenzied "too much to do in one day" quality like all the pre-Easter happenings did. I'm sure that as VBS and the summer trips all happen in June, that frenzied, "too much to do in one day" quality will return about May 1. Be prepared from some more dramatic, "what the H was I thinking" kind of posts around then.

Until then, I'll try to keep the drama to a minimum.