Home is where your heart is.

Happy holidays, Pt 4: All is quiet on New Year's Day.

2012-01-07T18:10:00.000-05:00

Last but not least -- New Year's Eve! Cristiane, Chris, Carlos, and myself (the three Cs, huh!) planned to dance the night away at a rooftop party on the Upper East Side. Sounds great, right? Welllllllllll, we arrived too late to get into the party (must have been a great place to be, oh well!) so we caught a cab and tried to get as close to Times Square as possible. That ended up being 6th Ave & 43rd St. We couldn't see the Times Square Ball, but there were people everywhere and celebration was in the air! Cell phones struck midnight and, wooooo, happy New 2012!

The following photos were all taken by my friend, Chris -- kudos to him!

Waiting to get into the rooftop party.

Should we have taken it home?

I sat on her finger getting in the cab! :(

She couldn't move it, and it started to swell.

But who cares, it's New Year's Eve! :)

Lights over Times Square.

Happy New Year!

FIREWORKS!!!!!

What other way to round out the evening? Yum!

Happy holidays, Pt. 3: It's the most wonderful time of the year.

2012-01-07T17:56:00.002-05:00

Heading into December, I was pretty bummed not to be near friends and family for Christmas. What this place needed was a little mistletoe and holly! With my roommates' blessings, I went a little crazy decking the living room with some holiday cheer.

Festive, no? Candy canes and twinkling lights and stockings, oh my!

Christmas Eve, Cristiane, Carlos, and I went to Midnight Mass then hung out at home until the wee hours of the morning. Unfortunately for me, there "arose such a clatter" around 630a Christmas morning -- a store I'm overseeing in Brooklyn needed me to come in and fix a problem. Merry Christmas! Ah, well. I headed down there, played hero, visited my own store to wish them a merry day, and decided to take advantage of the quiet morning. Little did I realize that I am only a ten minute walk from the Brooklyn Bridge! It was a cold but beautiful morning and walking across the bridge into Manhattan was the perfect way to reflect on being a little lonely but not alone on my first Christmas way from home.

So now what for the holiday itself? Roommate Kristen was heading home for Christmas so Cristiane, Oz, Carlos, and I decided to stay in and have a homemade holiday. We cooked (egg toast, roasted veggies, blueberry bake), watched a movie, and opened gifts. It was a simple yet lovely day, and while it wasn't easy to be away from home, it was a great way to spend Christmas in New York.

Wearing the scarves that Grammie made for me!

Merry Christmas from NYC and Kristen, Carlos, Cristiane, Oz, and Erica. :)

Happy holidays, Pt. 2: 'Cause everyone's my friend in New York City.

2012-01-07T17:25:00.001-05:00

The month of November was a good time to enjoy the mostly beautiful weather and continue exploring the city. And there was pizza, always more pizza.

The arch in Washington Square.

Cristiane and I on our way to a party.

It was a hoodie party, and even Falcor was in dress code!

Clint and Chris on the ride home. This feels so NYC.

My very own store!

On a stroll through Central Park, there was this group of people hunched over in odd formations ....

Then they all started running around "on" ... brooms?

They were playing QUIDDITCH, people. Quidditch. It takes all kinds. :)

Toward the end of the month, Chris and I met up for -- you guessed it -- pizza! We had an indoor picnic because it was pouring outside.

Delicious!

Happy holidays, Pt. 1: Turkey in the straw.

2012-01-07T16:43:00.000-05:00

I really haven't posted since early November? I could have sworn there was already a Thanksgiving entry -- wishful thinking, maybe? All right, people, who's ready for another 4-in-1 series?

First, Thanksgiving!

Confetti from the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Renaissance Restaurant, where we Thanksgiving-supped.

Starting course -- vegetable soup with the icky bits picked out.

Main course -- turkey, mashed potatoes, and green beans. All tasty except that they brought every course so quickly that dinner was a little cold before I got to it.

Phoning it in with friends! Happy Thanksgiving!

What's going on, Pt 4: Broke into the old apartment.

2011-11-09T14:06:00.001-05:00

Staying-Ins: Sometimes it's best just to stay home.

Brian the Roommate moved out in October. Now I have my own bedroom (yay!), but he took most of the living room furniture (boo) and he doesn't live here anymore (double boo). So Carlos bought the Grandpa Chair of the Century from some guy in the building.

Yummy banana bread recipe.

Snow! Those are not white cars.

It was a Halloween miracle!

He just couldn't wait to use that buzzer. And he got to use it a lot because I am not very good at Taboo.

The devil has built a robot!
Not really. But the roommates did build a wardrobe.
I contemplated living in there and renting out my room for extra income.

Sugar overload is a regular occurrence in the apartment.

Chris captioned this photo: Not having it. :)

Obviously at Target but still good, clean fun. Apparently my eyes are the color of all blue-eye-colored anything.

And that's a wrap, people! If you hung in this long, kudos! Hopefully it won't be another five weeks between blogs; I don't think you or I could do four-in-one regularly. If it is, then Happy Thanksgiving and see you next time!

What's going on, Pt 3: Cause this city is my city.

2011-11-09T12:47:00.000-05:00

Going-Ons: It is an interesting, beautiful city.

Sunday, November 6, was the ING NYC Marathon. To cross, you just run through the runners. Cheering for them was fun. This is four hours after the start time around Mile 19. Maybe next year?

One Sunday, Chris, Carlos, and I trekked to Brooklyn for an IKEA Extravaganza. While Chris shopped for his new apartment, Carlos and I wandered. Ikea is intense, people. When we couldn't handle it anymore, we sat on benches outside and watched a plane write a message over downtown Manhattan. Lost our ... what??? We never found out.

Wandering through Central Park is one of the most relaxing things to do on a beautiful Sunday. This couple was taking wedding photos. Or they are models posing for a wedding shoot.

A children's musical group performing operatic pop hits.

A girl posing for quincenera photos.

Random roller skating party. Same park, same day. Something for everyone.

Giant bubbles!

It was so fun and relaxing to watch.

Times Square.

Cristiane and me at karaoke for her birthday.

Central Park.

Oh, the places you'll go. We'll go.

What's going on, Pt 2: Food, glorious food.

2011-11-09T12:12:00.001-05:00

Food: NYC has some of the best food in the world, right? I even made some of it myself.

Katz's Delicatessen! Remember in When Harry Met Sally, when Sally schools Harry in the art of *ahem* pretending? This is that restaurant. :)

The first sign reminds diners to "Send a Salami to your Boy in the Army." The second sign hangs above the table where the WHMS scene was filmed.
I forgot to take a picture of the food though, because it wasn't spectacular or anything. Plain ol' piled-high turkey sandwich.

Cristiane, one of my roommates, and I went to a French restaurant for brunch on Sunday and had these delicious omelettes. I believe it was feta, spinach, and peppers.

Lots of coffee shops and delis don't have seating inside the store. Instead, there is counter space along a window or wall. Yes, this is at Starbucks, but I always feel a little more New York when I stand at the counter to enjoy coffee.

You can never go wrong with Halloween cookies. Sugar cookies with Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and candy corn.

At Babouche, a Mediterranean restaurant in Brooklyn, I had really tasty skirt steak with roasted vegetables.

Carlos had chicken .... I don't remember what it's called, but it steamed like crazy, smelled delicious, and he liked it.

Down the block from the store I took over last week, there is a fabulous pizzeria called Monty's. The lunch special -- personal pizza and a drink for only $7 -- is dangerous and fantastic.

What's better than soup on a snowy night? Chockful O' Everything Chowder you make yourself! Corn, potato, broccoli, and cheddar cheese. Mmmmm.

More pizza! Grimaldi's is a wildly famous pizzeria in Brooklyn that only sells pizza pies and has lines for days outside all the time. My friend, Chris, and I went to the Manhattan location instead (yay, Groupon) and -- while I've heard that it's not as good as the original -- the pizza was freaking awesome. Bonuses: We didn't have to wait, and the restaurant is located inside a cool converted stone church building that now houses boutiques and eateries.

Chorizo breakfast burrito from El Paso. Spanish Harlem (El Barrio) is one of my favorite parts of the city because all of the Mexican restaurants and Spanish language feels like home. There's even a taco truck I mean to try one of these days.

Unfortunately I haven't taken as many pics of my food as I thought I had. You'll just have to imagine the goodness of homemade spaghetti and meatballs (really!) and cinnamon spice cupcakes. Delish.

What's going on, Pt 1: Working hard for the money.

2011-11-09T11:37:00.001-05:00

Man, oh man, who can believe that October has come and gone already? Have I mentioned that life in NYC moves at warp speed?

So what have I been up to? Working and cooking and going out and staying in ... wanna see? We'll make this easier and divide the posts.

Work: My second store in Brooklyn was 50 Court St. I worked there for three and a half weeks. Don't worry -- pics of MY store will come soon!

Court St in downtown Brooklyn. I worked with the current manager, Tasha, who is also from California (Bay Area, Aunt Chuckie!). This store is the busiest I've ever worked in, but I learned a lot and had a really good time getting to know the partners who work there.

The store was literally next to a subway entrance for my train home -- handy!

The store is across the street from the Brooklyn court system.

Inside the store -- ten people in queue, and that's considered a short line. Like I said, it's busy.

View from the steps of the Municipal Building. On nice days, I would eat lunch here.

My favorite graffiti at the train station near my apartment. "Beso" means "kiss" in Spanish, and this makes me smile every time I pass it.

Every day is a new day, I'm thankful for every breath I take.

2011-09-27T19:41:00.000-04:00

She's alive! Two blog posts in a month, people -- rocking and rolling is what we call that.

Life in NYC is great! I started work last week and really like my store. I'm currently at the Starbucks in Park Slope, Brooklyn, and am having a great experience thanks to Lydia (SM), Celina (ASM), and all the awesome partners who've been so welcoming and understanding for the first few days as I got my groove back. Thank goodness working at Starbucks is like riding a bike, or three weeks of vacation would have been my downfall.

Next week, I move to another store in downtown Brooklyn to continue my Brooklyn immersion. I'm excited to work there for a couple of reasons -- it's super busy, and the store manager is from California! (She moved here a year ago.) It will be awesome to keep learning about high-volume cafe market from someone who's been through some of the challenges I face in mindset-adjustment.

But ENOUGH about work! Time to tell y'all a bit about what I've been up to. I'll let some pictures do the talking ....

Park Slope Starbucks.

The angel that greets me at my subway stop in Brooklyn every morning.

Awesome chalkboard greets customers inside. The artwork is done by Meggi, a partner at the store.

Happy birthday to Cristiane, one of my roommates!

I surprised her with strawberry cheesecake brownies -- delicious, if I do say so myself!

Wild Rise is an up-and-coming pizza "joint" run by the son of some regulars from Fresno -- small world. And some of the most amazing pizza I've ever had.

As you can see, Carlos and I dug in before I could remember to take a picture. Well worth the trip to Brooklyn!

Waterfront dinner -- the view of downtown Manhattan from Brooklyn Bridge Park.

There's a new Starbucks in town! An AMAZING redesigned flagship store in the heart of Times Square.

Coffee wall a la Pike Place.

What we do and why we do it.

Giant RTD case with two pastries cases!

Media and retail wall! Take a picture on the other side, post it to a social networking site, then see it displayed in the store! Buy exclusive merchandise!

Our mission is to inspire and nurture the human spirit ...

... one person, one cup, and one neighborhood at a time.

I want to wake up in that city that doesn't sleep.

2011-09-14T19:59:00.000-04:00

I live in New York City, y'all. How crazy is THAT. (Trust me, it's kinda crazy.) But it's been awesome so far. Really, how can anything that constitutes a three week vacation be anything but awesome. I've been having fun exploring the city, looking for housing, and reminding myself that I'm home now. Here's photographic evidence:

(Sorry the pics are small and kind of wonky. It's been a while since I've used blogspot.)

Columbus Circle, one of my favorite places in the city.

Brunch for my birthday.

My favorite kind of building.

View of downtown Manhattan from the Staten Island Ferry.

The Statue of Liberty.

World Trade Center site.

Brass quintet in Central Park.

A view of downtown Manhattan from the Brooklyn Bridge.

Me on the Brooklyn Bridge.

The Brooklyn Bridge.


Me enjoying ice cream from the place with "the best ice cream in the world," according to a customer in Fresno. It was pretty good.

There was a photo shoot going on.

Said ice cream parlor.

Now I'm in New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of ....

May flowers grow taller.

2010-05-28T19:09:00.005-04:00

Hola, familia! I know it's been forever, but life hasn't been very exciting since March. Here is a photo-heavy update in lieu of any real news!

For Earth Day, I volunteered with Starbucks to plant trees and do clean up at Millerton Lake.

Indiana was lots of fun: Banging my head on the Munchkin Rain Gutter, grocery shopping, Steak & Shake-ing, Abbey graduating, and eating!

Back at home, I've killed an African violet, and actually I'm almost proud of that. Mom said they're impossible to kill if you water them at least once in a blue moon. I DID water it just a bit once a week or so LIKE SHE SAID, and it still died. Impressive. Especially considering they LET me plant trees in the wilderness.
BEFORE:

AFTER:

Clementine has figured out how to jump into the dryer. Oh, joy.

I got my hair did: cute and highlighted. Love it!
BEFORE:

AFTER:

That's all for now. Hope everyone is well.

Day trip to Avila.

2010-03-02T14:41:00.002-05:00

I went to Spain and lived to blog about it: Did you see?

Day 5 was our trip to Avila. John, Carlos, and I planned to be up and out in time to catch the 830a train, but the boys slept in and I wasn't going to be THAT guest who awakens everyone. Perhaps I should have been because we ended up missing the train by fifteen minutes. Ah well, more time to hang out in the station, lucky us.

(Again, all photos are courtesy of Carlos and John because they are good friends, and I am a lousy photographer.)

First was a common Spanish breakfast of café con leche and napolitana de chocolate (coffee with steamed milk and a chocolate croissant -- breakfast of champions!). We wandered around outside a little until we were driven inside by the window and settled down to play cards in front of a closed Burger King (which sells beer, which is so weird).

True to form, my competitive nature emerged during our first round of Egyptian Rat Screw. See the concentration? But then Carlos taught me Spit, and it was downhill from there -- note the evil gleam in his eye!

Our train left at 1130a, and we were on our way. The Spanish countryside reminded me of the lakebed of Kaweah when the waters are low -- hills and valleys spotted with trees. Two hours later, we arrived in Avila. It was freezing, but at least there was no snow.

Avila is famous for its fortress, constructed of brown granite in 1090, surmounted by a breastwork, with eighty-eight towers and nine gateways (thank you, Wikipedia).

Once inside the old city, we stopped at the Iglesia de Santo Tomé. Once a church, it is now a museum of Spanish and Roman artifacts. (Or so I gathered from my limited ability to read Spanish signs. The boys were of no help!)

We admired to the cathedral.

It was guarded by lions and built into the fortress wall.

The cathedral was open for visitors, but for a price. Instead, we decided to look for a restaurant recommended by John's coworker from Avila -- Tres Siglos. It took forever but wandering around the narrow streets surrounded by ancient stone was neat. Until it was just plain COLD and we were ready to eat.

Appetizers -- pickled white aspargus drizzled with mayo (me) and patatas revolnados (the boys).

Dinner -- fillet steak (the boys), barbequed beefsteak (me). Yes, that piece of meat is so long that it had to be folded under to fit on the plate. Yes, it was riddled with fat, and I had a heck of a time making my way through it. Yes, it was delicious and worth every bite!

After the wonderful meal, we made our way to the wall. Whoa, that's high.

Looking out over the rest of the city.

Evil Knievel -- I mean, John.

"Sir John, the marauders are coming!" "Never fear, Lady Erica, I'll defend you!"

One last look.

After coffee, the train ride home (beautiful sunset), and Renting it up on the metro, we were finally home. What a great day.

I went to Spain and lived to blog about it!

2010-02-23T13:43:00.001-05:00

My friend, Carlos, moved to Madrid in December. Come February, great price on a plane ticket + free place to stay = so going! The trip was amazing; Carlos and roommates, John and Clint, were wonderful hosts -- home cooking, walking, sightseeing, lots of discussion and story-sharing and late nights and relaxation with three wonderful guys I'm now lucky to know.

Carlos hadn't done everything there is to do in Madrid, and I've only ever cared about Spain for pretty Spanish boys and el Prado (right?) so we took a lot of time to walk and talk and see things: Parque del Retiro (huge park near the apartment -- lake, gardens, fountains, lots of people), Puerta de Alcalá (used to be a gate to the city), Biblioteca Nacional de España (National Library), Palacio Real, Plaza Mayor (heart of Old Madrid), Puerta del Sol, Gran Villa, Museo del Prado (famous musuem), Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía (famous twentieth century art museum). On Saturday, we took a daytrip to Avila, two hours outside Madrid via train, to see a real fortress! Like, where people used to defend their city and stuff! That was pretty awesome.

The trip wasn't nearly long enough; I could have visited for a month and still not have been ready to come home. On my last night, I actually picked through one of John's Spanish travel books and wished I hadn't waited so long because there were some neat things to see and do that I hadn't know about. Gives me a reason to return someday, eh?

Now, pictures! (All courtesy of Carlos and John because I am a slacker who doesn't actually like taking pictures.)

Me in el Retiro in front of el Ángel Caído (and such beautiful weather).

Lions in the park for Mom.

Puerta de Alcalá. Biblioteca Nacional de España (we tried to go inside, but the guard spoke so quickly .... Went in the library museum instead).

El Retiro in the rain. Plaza Mayor (There were For Rent signs. You can live there!).

Carlos Villa in la Plaza de la Villa. A butcher shop (Carlos thought of Shrek; I thought, EW.).

Of course, we found a Starbucks, and I got really excited. Handwritten menuboard! Pretty pastry case! The Promise in Spanish!

Palacio Real.

Local foods -- Jamón ibérico (Iberian ham, Spanish delicacy that costs at least $52 a pound). Paella.

And yemas, the traditional candy of Avila. One of John's coworkers suggested we try it -- when in Spain, do as the Spaniards, yes? Well .... We opened the box; it smelled like stale fish and stagnant water. Yuck! Carlos and John were brave and each took a bite; what did they get for it -- GAGGING! Suffice it to say, I was NOT going to eat a yema. Until Monday night, all the peer pressure: "Erica, you have to try it!" "Erica, you're in Spain!" "Erica, we had one; you have to, too!" So .... I gave in and had an eensy bite of yema ... and it wasn't bad! Apparently, yemas age well -- it tasted like and had the consistency of cookie dough. Score! Then the aftertaste hit. But I can still say that I have eaten a candied egg yolk in Spain!

Pictures of Avila will be in another blog because this one is photo-heavy already. And that was Spain. Amazing, wonderful, exciting, relaxing, never-forget-it Spain.

Christ the Savior is born.

2009-12-22T12:59:00.004-05:00

As Christmas approaches and we prepare to spend time with friends and family, I thought I'd share what's been impressed upon my heart in the past few weeks. Forgive my lack of cohesion or flow, but it's been a while since I've written here about the state of my heart.

Last night on KLUV, listeners called in to share stories of blessings received and bestowed this season in their lives and communities. One caller, a recovering addict, spoke of a moment he shared with another recovering addict at a Wendy's restaurant. He noticed the man's recovery tokens, prayed with him, and encouraged him in his journey. But what spoke to me was what he took away from the encounter: "I learned something that night about being humble. Humility is not thinking less of yourself; it is thinking of yourself less."

His words made me store of think about how I think of myself. I generally consider myself someone with very little to give other than an abundance of time and obsessive personality. That is a degradation of me -- I do not see what I have of worth that others might be of services to others. But humility does not have room for pride or shame, only service. To be humble, to have a spirit of humility -- is it an action? Is it a trait gained through action, through godly focus on others' needs and wants before one's own?

Jesus is the ultimate example of humility. He left being God in heaven for the existence of a completely helpless human infant born in a barn to parents of shady background (to the world -- unmarried pregnant woman and the man who received her). He is the reason for the season, but as a song sings, so are we. We, us sin-full humans, are the reason Jesus became flesh, God Incarnate. Not only flesh, but a complete dependent. Then he went on to grow up, to have to learn to walk, to learn to speak, to learn fear and heartache and loneliness and companionship and joy and abundance. To accept His call to ministry. To be the Sacrifice for all of mankind. He, who is God, entered the world as its most defenseless citizen and left is as the ultimate Defense to human need.

Wow. Humility. Why? Love.

Humility is the elevation of other people in love, not the degradation of self in shame. I can give because I love in Christ, not because I have nothing to offer. Jesus will provide for the need if I am willing to be the vessel.

Merry Christmas.

A few of my favorite things.

2009-12-22T12:30:00.005-05:00

Two for the price of one! I'm posting twice today, and the next blog will be more indepth. But first, let me share some of my favorite things with y'all.

Sometimes, this is what life with my kitties feels like! Drabble 12/20/09.

Sometimes this is what my job feels like. Pearls Before Swine 12/19/09.

The Zip-It. Amazing! I was showering in 6 inches of water (because I kept forgetting to call my apartment maintenance), and no kind of liquid drainer cleaner would help. I finally decided to try to clean it myself, found this nifty tool at Wal-mart for only $2.00, and was clog-free in minutes! Granted, it took some pretty nasty clumps of hair coming out of the drain to get that way but totally worth it. Bonus: Clementine loves to bat it around the bathroom -- cat toy!

Trader Joe's Instant Oatmeal with Organic Cane Sugar and Flax Seed. Toss in a few dried blueberries for a fabulous easy breakfast.

"Breath of Heaven" might be my favorite Christmas song. It brings me to tears every time.

Just call me a tragic comic.

2009-12-15T16:19:00.002-05:00

I've been identifying with comics lately.

12/15/09

12/14/09

You're yes then you're no.

2009-12-11T16:44:00.002-05:00

Because a survey is such an easier way to blog:

Where were you yesterday?
Home, work, and library. Woke up early, showered, ate breakfast, worked all day, felt icky, went to the library, went home, fed the cats, and got in bed.

What do you have planned for tonight?
Andrew and Shakinah's Housewarming, if I remember.

What are you excited for?
My siblings both (all?) come home next week!

What color are your nails?
Natural -- no color for work.

What kind of car do you drive?
2008 Pontiac Torrent.

Do you have perfume on?
Not now. When I remember to wear something perfume-y, it is usually Grass by Gap Body. Smells like sweet alfalfa, mmm.

Last time you missed someone badly?
Last Friday, I needed family.

Do you have any plans for tomorrow?
Cleaning in the morning, a walk, and work at night.

When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?
I wrote on a card last week. And I pray in writing.

What is one thing you're against?
Failure to donate organs. And torture.

Do you believe there's always room in your heart for your first love?
Whether I like it or not, he has a piece of me.

Are you open about your sex life?
I would be if there was one.

What's your favorite smell?
Alfalfa. Anything remotely cinnamon. Freshly baked bread.

What are you thinking about right now?
I get to go grocery shopping!

What is the oldest person you would date right now? What about youngest?
Um. 24-35. Have someone in mind? :)

Are you wearing diamonds?
No, I'm not good with jewelry, much less real jewels. But my earring studs are CZ. Or whatever the cheapie Target equivalent is.

Current mood?
Good night's sleep, productive morning, and a tasty good-bye brunch means I am a happy lady!

What is the best movie you have seen in the past two weeks?
Precious. Heart-rending, touch to watch, but fantastic. Up was really good, too.

Wake up next to anyone this morning?
Just kitties at my feet.

Do you have a favorite item of clothing?
Lately, my fleece vest.

Do you use lip gloss?
Yes, I need some color to avoid zombie lips.

Is there anything in your past that you'd like to try again?
School. And not giving up on God. And not hating Ohio automatically. And a lot of things.

What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
Nothing, I'm in the library.

What did you eat for lunch today?
Hawaiian omelet, fruit, and a biscuit with gravy at the Fresno Breakfast House. Tasty, but the biscuit wasn't as good as I remember.

If you could have one thing right now what would it be?
Hmm. A haircut. Next week is too long to wait.

Do you want to have any children?
Absolutely.

Describe your favorite shoes?
My Land's End slippers.

Did you stand on your tippy-toes when you had your last kiss?
No.

When's the next time you will see the person who absolutely takes your breath away?
Just Jesus, and He's always with me.

Where did you meet the last male you texted?
At work.

Have you ever kissed anyone within an hour of meeting them?
Never!

What were your first thoughts this morning?
I woke up at one this morning for no reason; my only coherent thought then was, Uuugh, wwwwhy?

What has been a big thing on your mind lately?
Money issues, confidence or lack thereof, what to do/God wants me to do with my life. You know ....

When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?
Saturday night. I was in a BAD mood at work.

What did you realize today?
I remembered how loud my laugh is. Ah, well, old folks -- sorry. You'll just have to turn down those hearing aids!

What were you doing at 7:45 AM this morning?
Shopping at Wal-Mart while my oil was being changed. It's amazing how much better your vehicle will run when you maintain it properly (sorry, Dad).

Have you hugged someone within the last week?
Carlos, Mandie at the memorial.

Do you put ketchup on top of your french fries or on the side?
On top so it can soak in and soften them up a little. I don't like crunchy fries.

Who was the last person you talked to in person?
The guy who printed something in front of me.

Is there anyone holding a grudge against you?
Not that I know of. Maybe some of those customers picking up on my hand-meet-first vibes.

What did you do today that was fun?
Joked around with the mechanic guys, shopped, worked on two crosswords, had brunch with Carlos.

Have you hugged a family member lately?
My parents and all three grandparents at Thanksgiving. And soon, my siblings!

What are you doing this weekend?
Cleaning, working, churching.

How many tattoos would you like to have?
One someday.

Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?
No. Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going in life, but this gratitude thing really has me by the throat. I haven't been this content, in the midst of inner disquiet, in a long time.

What was the last thing you drank?
Water.

Name the first person you can think of that has a tattoo?
Amanda.

Do you have a dog?
No. I'm not a dog person.

Do you like anyone?
Not like-like.

Last person you told a secret to?
I don't know.

When was the last time you cried?
Wednesday night, reading Tuesdays with Morrie.

What was the last movie you watched in the theatre?
Precious.

Do you want to get married and have children one day?
Yes.

Do you like your first name?
Enough. Sometimes I wish it was something more original, and had a nickname. But it's me, through and through.

Name something great that happened today?
I got to pay bills.

How many kids do you want?
4. But the clock is ticking ....

What time did you go to bed last night?
In bed at 730p. Asleep by 930p.

Have you ever gone out in public with the same clothes you wore to bed?
Sure, that's what dorm living is for.

Person you last sent a text to and what did it say?
Carlos, about coffee.

Are you in a good mood?
Very much so.

Would you believe your eyes.

2009-12-05T13:11:00.003-05:00

A few weeks ago at church, we spent a couple of weeks talking about intention and Christmas, forgoing a commercially-driven holiday for a season of purpose. The congregation was asked to share, through cards, what God laid on their hearts for the season. My answer: Gratitude. I want to be grateful, and more grateful, for the presence of God, family, and friends in my life. I want to spend more time with others and have more fun. I want to be purposeful with my time and resources. I didn't know, when asking for gratitude, that I would need it so much in the days to come. The death of a Starbucks partner from a store close to mine, the death of a dear colleague's mother, the coming and goings of friends, work stresses. Normally, these combined circumstances would simply bring me to my knees. But God has been cultivating my grateful heart, and with that has come such blessing and strength. I am sad in the face of loss but thankful for time spent. I am pressed with work and struggles but not crushed, never abandoned. It is a wave that carries me above the storm.

All of which brings me to what prompted me to write. An artist I know very little about has a website I look at every so often, just to see what's new. He creates picture based on phrases. I clicked on the link to "what a perfect day" and caught my breath in a smile. Because this is how I feel falling into Love and Gratitude.

Sam Brown, 12.3.09
www.explodingdog.com

Heavy things shouldn't come out of nowhere.

2009-12-02T14:42:00.002-05:00

For the past year, I think every blog I've written has started out with some sort of acknowledgement of my failure to blog consistently. Today is no exception -- still sucking it up. Oh well!

In lieu of coherence, I'm just going to tell y'all about some of my favorite things lately.

1) The Clumsy Lovers, "Bobby Banjo." I heard this song for the first time at Starbucks last night, and it makes me giggle.

2) Speaking of music, I also really like Eric Hutchison and Owl City. And ... Kelly Clarkson, Jupiter Sunrise, Rent, Mamma Mia!, Mandisa, and Jibbs. Go fight win, good music.

3) Thanksgiving -- I ate more in two days than I had in two weeks. Finished off the last of pumpkin pie leftovers last night (and realized why I try to avoid sugar before bed -- weird dreams abound) and have just enough for one more open-faced turkey sandwich, mmm. Plus, I watched my first NFL football games of the season. Yes, ladies and gents, my middle name is Deprived. As well as lots of time with the parents and all three grandparents. Yay, family.

4) Caramel Brulee Latte. If you haven't been to Starbucks recently, go get this drink! It's delicious and nutrituous! Maybe not nutritious, but as I tell customers on the fence -- it's good for the soul. Seriously, I rarely like new promotional drinks, but this one is simply fabulous.

5) God's provision. In the face of recent tragedy and difficulty, God is always there to lift me up, and I am always in awe that He deigns to even acknowledge my existence.

6) I never thought I'd live to see the day, but Star Trek! I Redbox-ed the new Star Trek movie last night, hoping for a fun romp with cute boys to go along with my pumpkin pie and early evening in. I got all that and more! This movie is fabulous! Entertaining, engaging, and spectacular with great acting, great effects, and great balance of elements for the Live-Long-and-Prosper diehard fans as well as the William-Shatner-is-Creepy people like me.

Do I dare admit that I really want to add seasons of Star Trek: The Next Generation to my Netflix?

7) It's Christmas time! And for all the angry shoppers, the stupid drivers, the silly music, and the raging commercialism, there is significance, family, goodwill, and a Savior. No snow, though, which I miss a little.

Now I'm really rambling so it's time to go home, clean and do laundry, put up Christmas decorations, and get ready for .... Cheesecake Factory and Trans-Siberian Orchestra with Jess and Tamara tonight!

Hey now.

2009-11-19T14:47:00.005-05:00

Again, I've been a naughty blogger so here's a survey to tide us over until I can muster real thoughts.

current book: Sex With Kings by Eleanor herman. It's about royal mistresses in Europe for the past 1000 years. Very interesting. I've also recently reread The Dogs of Babel (wonderful) and The Red Tent.

current films: In the past week, I've watched The Time Traveler's Wife (C+, the book is a favorite of mine and much better), The Proposal (B, funny in moments but I'd seen most of those in the trailers), My Life in Ruins (B, cute and sweet with yummy Greek men and architecture!), Up (A, wonderful, touching, endearing, and laugh-out-loud funny).

current shame-inducing guilty pleasure: ANTM finale last night! And Sour Cream Lemon pie, that was tasty. And not working two days in a row -- I'm bored.

current color: Purple. According to my sources, it does good things for me and makes me look like a German tourist (Heidi Klum, maybe? ;-)

current link: msnbc.com

current song: Amy Grant and Kelly Clarkson stuff at the moment. And "The Words I Would Say" by Sidewalk Prophets.

current outfit: Purple long-sleeved tee, pink cami, jeans. Tourista!

current drink: I'm jonesing for a soy Caramel Brulee Latte right about now.

current food: Apple Cinnamon oatmeal for breakfast.

current wish list: The ability to travel to Indy and Spain next year.

current triumphs: Actually, I've lost 22 lbs in the past couple of months.

current bane of my existence: My warty left finger.

current celebrity crush: Rodrigo Santoro (Karl in Love, Actually).

current indulgence: There hasn't been much time for indulgence lately. I suppose it would be changing my cell phone plan to 1500 texts/mth so I don't text myself out of house and home.

current excitement:
Lots:
Happy birthday today, Daddy-o!
Thankgiving and Black Friday next week!
Trans-Siberian Orchestra on Dec 2 with Jess and ...!
Carlos moving to Spain! (Not exciting for anyone but Carlos and John, but still. :)
Amanda's birthday!
Abbey and Matt coming home!
Travis coming home!
Papa's birthday!
Christmas!
Momma's birthday!

It's a busy 6 weeks.

Rain, rain ...

2009-10-13T19:57:00.002-04:00

... stay right here! Who is loving this weather? I'm normally a sunshine gal, but it's been forever since we've had a proper storm. Plus, my car is officially clean for free. I'm planning to enjoy the rain as long as possible because I'm sure that, in a few days, I will be begging for my natural "source" of vitamin D once again. Or I could start taking fish oil supplements. Ew.

To encourage interaction, and give me some spark, ask me a question! Anything, within appropriate reason. I will answer, and ask back, and there might even be dialogue. Let's get crazy, people. Have at!

Conjunction junction, what's your function?

2009-08-18T12:56:00.002-04:00

Doings I Enjoy:

Discussing crosswords with Jack, a regular. His suggestion -- save (easy) Monday's puzzle for Friday. Complete in view of lots of people in "record" time, in pen!
Being a rock star; ie, completing a Friday crossword all by myself! Only took six days.
Trying to remember how to punctuate that using "ie," which means time to pull out the MLA Handbook. Yay, grammar!
Football season.
Thinking of words to replace "things" and "stuff." Mr. Stanaway would be so proud.
Thinking about writing. The actual writing hasn't been so successful. But I have lots of topics to write about ... about which to write.

Got a couple rips in my jeans.

2009-08-07T13:30:00.004-04:00

Holy moly, so much for records. No posts since February? Pathetic! To kick us off, here are some ramblings from another recent journal:

The Fresno summer makes me hate California. Until it's 90 degrees in July and feels like rain. Then I love it but am a little weirded out. It's not supposed to be 90 degrees in July.

Travis is moving to North Carolina as we speak. He should arrive in Chapel Hill this evening. Now all the kids are spread across the country.

(Using the computer at the library can be so interesting, especially in the early morning. There is an older gentleman sitting next to me grumbling under his breath about who knows what, but it's entertaining. A few moments ago, his phone rang and his version of "Quiet Computer Lab" was waiting to answer its catchy ringtone until he got to the lab door then speaking loudly in another language -- Armenian? Russian? Greek? I wasn't listening closely. I love the library.)

A friend of mine wants to write a book about his worldview and has asked me to read his current 100 pages of brain dump then edit and organize it into possible chapters to start the book-process. We met a few weeks ago to talk about his worldview, his thesis, his goals for the end result. I haven't found time yet to get through all of the material (it's a lot of brain dump), and I'm not sure how far along in the process I want to be involved in, but it's a miniscule launch into the world of editing. And he'll pay me something. We'll see.

Also speaking of career goals, I am not a writer. I suppose, I am not a writer of fiction. I hate writing fiction. There are no stories, no characters bumbling about in my head, clamoring to find their ways to a page. The worst writing assignment I ever had was in my college Ancient Literature class with Dr. Wall: Write a 3-5 page version of Purgatorio, with you as the protagonist led by Virgil through the underworld and meeting at least three characters from other literary works studied during the semester. Oh, the agony! I hated it. Still do.

Anyway, my point: I am not a fiction writer. At most, someday I might hope to be a rather uncreative creative nonfiction writer, if enough more interesting experiences happen to me. But one thing I know, I need more writing practice. When I used to write every day, I would see the beauty in the small goings-on of life. I would look for the interesting in the ordinary so that I could pen it later. Therefore, goal: To write something every day because practice makes permanence.

Walk on by.

2009-02-20T22:06:00.003-05:00

I'm attempting blog regularity so two posts in two weeks. Everything is right with the world.

It's been a pretty good week. I've been trying to write in my paper journal more regularly, even though it hurts my hand to write more than a half page. Still, I appreciate the opportunity to reflect on the day before going to bed. I need that time to stay cognizant of my life. And writing things down makes them more tangible to me.

Becca and I started walking this week. Tuesday, we spent an hour trekking through Sierra Vista mall. Mall walking is entertaining because you can window shop! We took a detour through Sears at one point and picked out our dream washer/dryers. If we go back with any regularity, I guess we'll eventually decorate our entire dream homes. :) Thursday night, we met at Becca's apartment and walked around the complex while Pat came home and cooked dinner (pizza and salad) then we watched TV. I saw my first episode of 30 Rock, which is a funny show, but I thought the rerun of The Office was funnier. (C'mon, Emmys, let's get those awards right.) We're hoping to make the walking a regular thing, especially since we both noticed that it's much easier to walk much longer with someone to talk to. Walking for an hour with just an iPod gets kind of monotonous (though Becca did suggest listening to a podcast, an excellent idea).

Clem has healed up quite well. She was spayed a couple of weeks ago, and everything was going fine until she started licking at the last part of her incision, caused it to open, and then licked out suture! I know, gross. When I took her back to the vet, they said she was fine, cut the suture, and put a hood on her. It was hilarious -- watching her scooch around trying to pull it off her head (to no avail). But twenty-four later, she'd figured out, and luckily, the incision had already healed completely. I'll post some pictures when I remember to bring my camera with me.

Work is going all right. Starbucks recently changed the management review process, and it's freaked me out a little bit (I spent Wednesday making myself feel like an a-one failure), but further review shows I shouldn't be freaked out. Plus, my boss's new boss and his boss are touring next week (without my boss, who is on vacation), and I"m 99% sure they'll be in my store, and I super nervous about it. We just still have so much work to do; I feel like we're not making the progress that we should, and that ultimately falls on my shoulders, good or bad. Sometimes it's lonely at the "top."

Looking out on a vacant field.

2009-02-14T12:48:00.002-05:00

A record -- almost three months without blogging. Let's dive right in. Since Dec 1, I've:

Had my car towed for registration irresponsibility.
Bought a newer car. It's a 2008 Pontiac Torrent from Enterprise. The first car (technically, a small SUV) with my name on the title and the bill. I love it (the car, not so much the bill).
Enjoyed holiday fun with the family.
Bowled left-handed.
Not paid any attention whatsoever to the inauguration (sorry).
Twice been sick enough to warrant taking time off from work.
Missed Ohio.
NOT missed Ohio.
Gone to see Bride Wars at the theatre.
Resolved not to see movies in the theatre again (TOO EXPENSIVE SERIOUSLY).
Learned the horror of a cat in heat.
Had Clementine spayed.
Missed the Super Bowl.
Read a lot of books.
Worried about Starbucks.

I think that's about the gist of it. As I've already told too many people without doing something about it, life is sort of dull right now. But I'm going to try to go to a new church on Sunday, and start walking with Becca, and the store is all right, and do more to be better. As in, more blogging. And more interaction. And more journaling. I think part of it is that I've allowed myself to hide behind not paying attention to my life. No mas, just can't keep doing it. Hope you are well, too. Love.

I will enter His gates with thanksgiving in my heart.

2008-11-30T20:29:00.002-05:00

This Thanksgiving, as I reflect on the year, I am and continue to be, in no particular order, thankful for:

God's enduring grace, unfailing love, and utter lack of dependence;
Parents who would do anything because they love me;
Customers who are patient and kind, despite tough times;
Sunshine, rain, and nostalgia for snow;
Starbucks -- the company, all its people, and my store;
Doing things I've only ever talked about;
Growth -- in my definition of success, my confidence, and my understanding of myself;
Forgetting the date of what would have been six years;
The kittens who give me love, entertainment, and frustration every day;
And being at a place in life where I don't have anything I need to say to anyone. Except, "thank you."

And, always, much more.

Make them wonder what you've got.

2008-11-17T11:04:00.005-05:00

Do you notice the difference a smile makes? Dour faces light up with any grin. On my way out of Wal-mart yesterday afternoon, I passed an especially unpleasant-looking "greeter," posted at the exit. I thought twice but flashed a toothy smile and said, "Have a great day." The change was immediate and impressive, like a lightbulb flicked on with the recognition. She grinned, returned the salutation, and stood a little. As I walked across the parking lot, I took a moment to learn the lesson -- we never know another's situation but judge them every moment based on our own expectation. God has another idea about how we should treat each other. We should notice each other. We should love on each other. And a smile, that fits into His plan. It will brighten your day and someone else's.

But if push comes to shove, and you need an instant pick-me-up, watch this
(Kudos to Jake for spreading the hilarity):

Trust me, you want to watch this video!

Way down yonder in New Orleans.

2008-11-02T12:41:00.009-05:00

Welcome to November, folks! I'm so glad it's chilled and rainy outside -- no complaints here (well, I could do without the drizzles that only smudge dirt around on my car ....). Friday afternoon, I spent a little time in downtown Fresno and couldn't believe how pretty it was. You know the people who tell you not to live south of Shaw and to avoid downtown at all costs? I am of their ranks no longer. Our downtown is clean, diverse, and interesting. Have you ever really looked at our skyline? I hadn't, but it's beautiful. Maybe not as tall or wide as those of larger cities but full of interesting buildings and trees. There are so many trees in downtown! I've been halfheartedly thinking about moving out of north Fresno, but now my mind is made up. I want to live somewhere with personality and life, and the paved stucco world of north of Shaw doesn't fit that bill.

Wow, end diatribe. Has everyone had a good month? Mine's been great. The two biggest things: 1) I'm transferring to another store; and 2) I went to New Orleans. Let's dive in.

1) This Saturday, I will officially take over as store manager at Starbucks @ Riverpark II. I am super-excited about this for several reasons.

I was hired at the original Riverpark store (Riverpark I) over six years ago. This is a move home for me, and I can't wait to reconnect with old regulars I haven't seen in ages.
Riverpark II is a cafe-only store, which means it has no drive-thru. While a drive-thru has its perks and I enjoy it as much as the next gal, cafe-only is my preference. It always for a singular focus and purpose; no one has to make a choice about which set of customers is more important. It also allows for more interaction with all customer and, because there are two bars side-by-side, baristas get to work together on bar -- my favorite thing to do at Starbucks.
The change means more responsibility for me in a few ways. The newer store is busier than my current store. It employs more partners (employees). Most exciting (and daunting) of all, it was built and designed as a flagship store. A flagship store is designed to be the premiere store in a given area and to replicate and represent the experience one might have in our first store at Seattle's Pike Place Market. That's a lot of pressure and a lot of visibility, but I can't wait to get started. We have a lot of work to do to be ready to meet those expectations, and I can't get ahead of myself with big plans.
But I do have plans! Art shows, storytime hours, evening concerts -- fun ways to connect with our community and highlight our beautiful stores. All in due time.

2) Starbucks holds an annual Leadership Conference in Seattle, but for various reasons, there hasn't been one in three years. This year, it was important to commit to our Transformational change and ensure that all 10,000 North American store managers, field leadership, and senior leadership came together to learn and grow together. While it would have been great to honor our history and regroup in Seattle, leadership made the decision to hold the conference in New Orleans, and I'm so glad they did. We had an amazing time enjoying the city, experiencing its people, and working in the community. While the five days I was gone were exhausting (I've slept at least nine hours every night this weekend -- delicious), the time was wellspent and well worth it. Let me share some highlights:

Cool architecture around the French Quarter.

Antique gun store Dad would like.

Door across the street from our hotel, and Fresno-State-marching-band-esque sign.

Hotel -- Pere Renaissance Marquette, outside and in.

Bourbon Street. To imagine the full experience, picture five or six more blocks of this, full of partying people.

Starbucks donated over 50,000 hours of community service during our three-day conference. Us easily-sunburned peeps got to stay at the convention center and paint artwork to be displayed at local schools ruined by Katrina. While I was disappointed not the have the opportunity to go out into the city, we met a teacher from one of the schools and had a great conversation with her about how the educational system has been, and continues to be affected by the storm.

Jodi, Julie, and Tricia hard at work.

The community came to us via a local marching band!

Works of art -- Keith, Erica, a joint collaboration with Rose. It took all three of us to finish the third picture.

10,000 people eating lunch in the Superdome. We were right on the 50-yard line!

Arena for General Session. With Howard Shultz!

And Project Red! And Bono!

New Orleans was a wonderful experience. I got to have my first beignet (and hopefully not my last), rediscover a love of crawfish, visit with Cleveland peeps, better get to my fellow District 482 managers (whom I've missed hecka much weekend), visit a beautiful city, and reignite a passion for the company I love. Now it's time to dive into a new store and an exciting holiday. Hope you're as happy as I am.

Cuz when I look to the sky.

2008-10-04T12:24:00.012-04:00

I'm so glad I waited to blog until today because it's been a long, hot month, but today is absolutely delicious! It rained last night so the ground is damp, the air is cool, and half the population of Fresno is bundled up in jackets and real shoes. I, in my Ohio-hardened toughness, am in a polo and flip-flops and loving every minute of it! This is the weather of Fall -- the weather of hot tea and sweaters and windblown hair. The weather of getting in your parked car without sweating through your shirt. The weather of Thanksgiving and thanksgiving -- thank You for the end of summer!

We haven't seen skies like this is Fresno for some time. Lovely.

Waking up to the Ohio weather for which I've been so nostalgic starts the makings of a perfect day. At the moment, I'm enjoying a warmed blueberry scone and soy chai at Starbucks before heading off the run some errands. This afternoon, I'll spend some time catching up on laundry and vacuuming. Maybe tonight, I go out to see a movie or call someone for coffee. All in all, a lovely day.

Now let's catch up. September wasn't the most eventful month, but it held its own.

First, I turned 26 (thanks to Mom and Dad for decorating) and ...

... went skydiving!

In the plane, then in the air.

Getting my bearings, and what a view.

Thus, now I am 26, and I am hardcore.

September also brought an addition to the family. Meet Clementine, Giada's new sister!

She and Giada got off to a rough start, mianly involved Giada wailing like a stuck pig and Clementine trotting off to explore a new corner of the apartment. But now, while not the best of friends, they chase each other around the house and haven't drawn blood yet.

The first night.

Clem is fun to have around. She's helped Giada to relax and not be so highstrung. She plays with anything and everything (including Giada's tail and her own ). She has a capacity for relaxation that I've never seen; she's either active or unconscious -- there is no inbetween.

I should get going soon, but here are some random pics to round out the morning. Hope everyone is doing well and enjoying life.

Me, in Exeter, maybe before a wedding event?

The new dining room set and bookshelf.

The most awesome tea kettle ever, at home on the stove.

Th-th-th-that's all folks. Until next time.

I went skydiving.

2008-09-06T11:49:00.003-04:00

And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denyin'
And he said some day I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'

Same in the afternoon.

2008-08-26T16:44:00.004-04:00

I'm tired. Good, but tired. Tired of life. And I need prayer. Prayer for God to lift me out of this inertia and understand why I'm so tired. Is it the weather? Is it work? Is it my soul? Is it ....?

My birthday is next Thursday, and I don't want to feel this way before my birthday. So I choose not to. We've acknowledged the tiredness; now we'll move on because attempts to understand have thusfar proven futile. Because my birthday is going to rock. Thursday, I have to work, but it should be a good day spend with Autumn in the morning and sexual harassment training in the afternoon (you know how I like to get cheeky with the boys). Friday morning, I'm going to Lodi to skydive! I'm more excited than you can possibly know. And no "Erica, you could die" comments because I know all that, and they're starting to frighten me a little, but I want to be nothing but excited. Sure, I could die. But I could die tomorrow or Saturday or on the way there. And I'd rather die doing something I've always want to do.

Friday evening, assuming all goes well, will hopefully be a Starbucks reunion dinner of sorts. Now where to eat -- Casa Corona? Old Spaghetti Factory? BJ's? Other? I'm looking forward to the company more than the food anyway.

In the meantime, I want to go to Portland. If I'm honest with myself, the funds just aren't there, with the saving for skydiving and the conference in New Orleans in October and the New York trip next year. But something is saying Portland. Maybe it's longing for something green. And no smog. Regardless, what do you all know of Portland?

Speaking of Portland and other things, I finished Don Miller's Through Painted Deserts and Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat Love Pray last week. I highly recommend each to anyone seeking a thoughtful, insightful, entertaining read.

And that's all for now. The next time you hear from me, I'll hopefully have pictures of myself that look like this:

Ciao.

Going to the chapel, er, White Horse (part 3).

2008-08-07T20:29:00.009-04:00

WARNING: This blog is VERY picture-heavy!

FINALLY! 8.1.08 was here, and we were ready! Abbey tried all day to break the old wives’ tale that it’s bad luck to see the groom on your wedding day, but we girls did our best to keep them apart. We’re not a superstitious lot, but you know, just in case.

Friday morning, my aunt and I went for pedicures at Heaven, a day spa in town. I’d only had one before, but heck if I wouldn’t mind one once a week -- I inherited my dad’s skinny but on-their-way-to gnarly feet, and it was perfect timing, since my toes were about to be on display in strappy heels in front of a hundred people (who were all coming to look at my feet, of course). After the wonderful soak and massage and color, we picked up my car from the mechanic and headed home.

At some point between Thursday and Friday, Abbey gave me a bridesmaid gift -- a book by Louie Giglio, a dark chocolate truffle bar, and the coolest tea kettle ever! (Major plug here: http://www.wishingfish.com)

Love!

Friday was actually the quickest day of the week. Once I got home, I readied my dress and necessities, made sure Abbey was ready as well, loaded the car, and it was basically time to go. A group of Exeter girls trekked up with myself and the Anderson girls to help set up. When we arrived, there wasn’t much we could actually do for various reasons (sun, setup, etc.) so the girls went wading the river, I checked on the boys (upstairs in the “treehouse”), and took some time to relax in a bedroom while people starting getting ready.

Abbey had a hair appointment in Exeter and arrived around 330p, and the magic began. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her dress. The bridesmaids were a vision in yellow. The flowers were stunning. And everyone had an amazing time. My camera batteries started to die while we were getting ready so any pictures after that are courtesy of Erica M. (as are some others). Can’t wait to see the professionals.

Erica and Abbey.

Abbey and Emily.

Bridesmaids: The Yellow Girls (our DJ was so insightful).

Abbey and Dad.

Mom and Dad.

The cake.

Picture tables before a beautiful view.

Before the ceremony.

The ceremony was beautiful. Abbey was radiant; Matt was beaming. I thought I would cry (we had tissue, just in case), but they looked so happy that I couldn’t stop smiling. From the vows to Josh’s mini-sermon to the Unity candle and communion -- it was all perfect.

And just like that, they went from Matthew Ingalls and Abigail Cochran to Mr. and Mrs. Matthew Ingalls. Time flies.

But to make up for it J, we had a reception! Cake and dancing and the toasts (where I did cry, but not too much) and Jack, who is the life of a party, and, just like that, they were off to a hotel for the night before heading east toward a Colorado cabin and, ultimately, Indiana. The perfect end to a perfect night.

The happy couple.

Decorations.

Emily and Erica shaking a leg.

Gwen and Derek.

Jack, my partner in dance and crime (aka, bubble wars).

Yummy lemon and raspberry cake.

Head table happiness. Or weird chewing, whatever.

Saturday was a quiet day, almost a lonely day after the week’s activity. The girls and what boys were left went to Sequoia National Park to enjoy the trails and redwoods. After Travis and Veronica headed home, Mom, Dad, and I hung around the house doing not much until we went to Grammie and Papa‘s for cupcakes and ice cream to celebrate Grammie‘s birthday (next week but she and Papa will be in Oregon!). The three of us had dinner at Vallarta’s then watched Big Fish (Gwen’s excellent choice) with the girls and Derek before retiring early. It was weird to sleep in my sister’s bed, knowing she would never live in that room again.

Sunday morning, I went to church with Mom and Dad, who picked up Jim and Sonya (Matt’s parents) on their way. Afterward, we had Vallarta’s for lunch (any Exeterite will tell you that there is no such thing as too much Vallarta’s!) that could only be described as leisurely. I guess delicious would work, too. J It was especially fun for me because, while I’d been visiting with Jim and Sonya over the past several days, I hadn’t had the chance to really get to know them, and they are such wonderful people in their own right (beyond having an amazing son).

And then it was time to go home. The kitty was glad to see me, as I was her, and I was especially glad I’d scoured the apartment before I’d left. It was an idyllic, exhausting, amazing weekend of fun, love, laughter, and fellowship. I feel so blessed to have been a part of what God is doing in the lives of my sister and my brother-in-law, whom I consider my brother because, while Abbey is now an Ingalls, Matt is also a Cochran. Welcome to the family!

An aside:
Things I Learned (or Learned Again)
1. Always bake at least four dozen cupcakes before a wedding. You never know how many situations will call for cake.
2. Spiky high heels may make your legs look fabulous, but they will sink in soft grass, making you a bit of a fidgety maid of honor.
3. No matter what, EVERYONE sweats in California in July. Embrace it and call it glow!
4. (Male of any age x 10) + open space = wiffle ball.
5. God is love.

End of the line but you missed the train? Chug along to Part 1! Then Part 2!

Going to the chapel, er, White Horse (part 2).

2008-08-07T20:11:00.005-04:00

WARNING: The following blog is VERY picture-heavy!

Thursday must not have been too exciting because I don’t remember most of the day. Dad and I took my car to the mechanic; I went for a walk; the boys came over and devoured lunch; ah yes, the girls came over in the afternoon for a nails party. But Thursday evening was memorable -- wedding rehearsal!

My carload to Three Rivers was me, Abbey, Emily, and Erica M.. Did Mollie go with us, too? All of the days and car rides are starting to run together. J Anyway, I was glad I’d had the car cleaned. We arrived in good time and set about touring the area. I’d never been to the White Horse Inn and was delighted at the beauty of the space. Someone got a hold of my camera (thank goodness, or no pictures would have been taken!) so whoever you are, thank you!

Erica M. and Abbey.

Me., doing what I do best (organizing).

Beautiful statue.

Abbey and me.

Abbey and Matt.

Erica M. having fun! (I just learned that this is the official Narnia picture.)

Josh (aka, He Of Many Hugs), the officiant, looking way more serious than he actually is.

Abbey with her gift bow bouquet.

Practicing.

We’re gonna get Abbey hitched, woo!
Erica M., Mollie, Emily.

After all was said and done, our caravan headed down to VIP Pizza for the rehearsal dinner. Good food, lots of friends and family -- we had a great time. And apparently there’s a new Exeter tradition -- Parade the Bride and Groom Down Main Street. Be warned, ye who marry here!

Caught in the middle? Start with Part 1! Then Part 3!

Going to the chapel, er, White Horse (part 1).

2008-08-07T10:35:00.008-04:00

WARNING: The next three blogs are VERY picture-heavy!

It’s taken me a while of staring at a blank Word document to start this blog. Because how do you describe the feeling of your little sister’s wedding and marriage? How do you sum up into words your pride, exuberance, humbled-ness, and love? Wednesday through Sunday were some of the best days in recent memory; I only hope my wedding someday captures an iota of the fun and fellowship of hers.

Now I’m sure you want to hear all about it, right? Let’s get started!

Wednesday morning, I got up early to get my car washed, drop off something at my store, and … what else did I do … ah yes, and pick up a couple of prescriptions before I headed home. The house was fairly quiet when I arrived, and I spent some headachy time in Visalia shopping, but a couple of hours later, we were bombarded with boys! Mom and Dad had everyone over for a BBQ. Everyone meant the three Anderson girls staying in our driveway (the trailer in our driveway), Matt, Abbey, some of Abbey’s Exeter friends, Matt’s parents, and seven Anderson/Indiana boys who eat a ton and jump in the pool. I can’t remember the last time the house in Exeter saw that many people. We had a blast eating hamburgers, swimming, watching Emily and Erica (M.) get thrown in the pool, everything you need for a good BBQ (Birthdaypalooza memories, anyone?).

Gwen, Erica and Mollie.

When the sun was almost down, I headed Emily’s house to ready for Abbey’s bachelorette party! Rachel, Emily, Kelly, and I decorated while baking pizookies filled the house with delicious cookie smells. Abbey came over with the Anderson girls, and the partying commenced.

Decorations ready for the bride to be!

We played Strip Spoons (no pictures of that one! J ) and sipped on strawberry daiquiris (virgin, lest anyone worry).

Our next adventure was ice blocking! For those of you unfamiliar with our smalltown California ways, ice blocking is riding a large chunk of ice down a hill. Easy enough, right? But genius Emily added a twist -- riding a large chunk of ice down a hill holding a plastic champagne flute of Martinelli’s cider! Let the competition begin.

The curly-haired guy who opened our cider bottles (and christened his car in the process).

A toast.

Ice blocking practice runs.
Emily.

Abbey, Rachel, Mollie.

The races.
Kelsey and Hannah.

Kelsey, Kelly, and Abbey.

Gwen.

Erica M.

Kelsey was declared the winner, and we all headed home for Abbey to open her presents (Matt’s eyes only!) and to dig into those pizookies. Our last added bonus was a video of fourth-graders running for class offices on speech day, Abbey included. Hilarious.

All in all, an awesome bachelorette party -- Emily to the rescue!

For more wedding weekend fun, read Part 2! Then Part 3!

I fell right through the cracks.

2008-07-14T22:05:00.004-04:00

Heidy-ho, neighbors. You've had to wait a bit longer for this blog because the past weekend was too relaxing to even be bothered to write for a time. I should take four-day weekends waaay more often. Especially when those weekends involve hanging out with my favorite sister, taking walks, making wedding programs (hers, of course), watching movies, and sleeping a whole heck of a lot.

I think it's been about a month since I last posted so let's just hit the highlights. I take that back -- it's been over six weeks. Sheesh.

June wasn't too eventful. The first weekend, I had the chance to hang out with some of my store partners for a birthday dinner at Public House, a pub and restaurant. Always nice to see kids outside of work. Taught my first solo Starbucks class -- fun, entertaining, refreshing in a way. Sure, it's the same info over and over but I'm energized by new partners' enthusiasm for learning. Abbey turned 20 at the end of June. Congratulate her on joining the Land o' Grown-ups (poor kid).

Less than two weeks until Abbey and Matt tie the knot -- exciting! Wedding preparation is in full swing, and we're right on the ball, I think. I still need to find ceremony shoes, but there should be time. If anyone sees any cute silver-y sandals in a women's size 10, holla. Or, if you have a pair to lend, that would be just as fantastic.

I've been reading quite a bit (thank goodness, though haven't updated the other blog) and just finished a book of short stores titled Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri, author of The Namesake. I am not usually one for short stories (I prefer a novel with fleshed-out characters and lots of plot), but these are fantastic and highly recommended.

It's unfortunate; I've hit the library this Sunday afternoon with a serious lack of desire to write. Well, I cut my hair, right. No pictures yet, as my comp is on the fritz, and I haven't had it looked at yet. But I love it.

Friday night, Becca and I had dinner at Old Spaghetti Factory (delicious) then bide a farewell to Becky at Redwave. She heads to Boulder, Colorado for grad school this fall (good luck!). Didn't know too many people there; my music department connection days have passed. But we got to yell at each other over loud music, I watched ESPN for the first time since I can't remember when and booed when the Indians lost yet another game (seriously, you traded Sabathia?! seriously, you almost went to the World Series last year?!), and I almost lost my voice in the entire process. Great fun.

Wednesday night, my parents brought up my newly assembled dining room table -- I'm civilized again. Not that I've used it as much as I should .... Old habits -- like eating on your knees in the living room -- die hard. But now I at least have a viable option for inviting people over.

The decision was made today -- I am going skydiving on my 26th birthday. I'M SO EXCITED!!!!! The plan is to head to Lodi the morning of the 4th to hit the first tandem jump sometime after 9a, spend the morning floating on air, then have a fabulous dinner in Fresno that night. Clear your calendars, people, we're going to party. Also, suggestions for dinner -- Public House? BJ's? Somewhere local?

Ooor ... anyone want to fly me to Cleveland for my favorite meal at my favorite restaurant? :)

All right, I should stop babbling. Sorry it's been disjointed and boring (me in a nutshell). Will try to be better with the writing, but beggars can't be choosers! Start your own blogs! (Erin, Adele, Nicolem disregard this message.) Adios for now.

Oh yeah, remember that plant I delighted in growing back in May-ish? Long gone, peeps. BLACK THUMBS UNITE.

Loser, baby.

2008-07-07T23:00:00.001-04:00

Who's the worst blogger ever?

I am! Fortunately, I'm taking a mini vacation this weekend and promise to provide an exhilarating update to curb your wildest desires. Because what better way to spend four days off from work the broiling California -- inside, a/c, blog time. Hope everyone is well; we'll catch up soon.

Drops of Jupiter in her hair.

2008-06-03T13:16:00.003-04:00

I'm at the library, catching up on email and MySpace and bills and should update except that nothing much has happened in the past week. Well, not exactly true.

Tuesday night, I went home for an Invitation Folding party to finish Abbey's wedding invitations. Little did we know that folding was only one of many components that took, all in all, a good four hours. But gathering a group of girls for crafts is fun no matter what the occasion, and we had a good time.

Joined Becca for coffee Thursday evening at my store. Always nice to spend time at work as a customer, and we have such a great time together. Made plans for Sex and the City for Friday, with dinner afterward.

Friday was a good day -- met with Autumn for a store visit, received a positive midpoint assessment, went home and gussied up for an evening out. But about halfway through (the hilariously fluffy) movie, I started to feel a lit touch queasy, to the point that I might have to call off dinner and head home to bed. Until a half hour from the end when I had to bolt from the theatre, make a beeline for the washroom, and literally puke my guts out. I will spare you the gory details, but the rest of the night was NOT pretty, and I spent the rest of the weekend recuperating. Thank goodness the actual sickness is gone, and I finally feel human again.

See, not much excitement, just some quality time with friends and family. This week holds possible Bible study tonight, late day of work tomorrow (co-facilitating a class, wish me luck), a birthday dinner for one of my partners Friday, nothing planned for Saturday, and work and church on Sunday (first time I'll be at the Well in a month!). Trying to plan a long weekend sometime in June (camping with the 'rents? beach with the sister? anyone else have a suggestion that won't break the bank?). And decided that my birthday present to myself this year will be a sky diving excursion in Lodi (or somewhere coastal, probably whatever's cheapest). It's something I've wanted to do for a long time and will be a memorable way to celebrate my first year of ... freedom. Still banking on a party, too, so seriously, all y'all step up and plan a bash, eh? :)

Okay, boringest blog ever award, sorry. Next time I'll wait to have something to say. Oh, heads up: I started another blog, Books, Not Bank (http://booksnotbank.blogspot.com/). I've spent so much money on books lately that it's time to up the ante and make myself starting reading. The first review would be posted today except that I forgot the book at home. But I did finish something and will write about it soon so stay tuned!

Have a wonderful week!

Heavy things sure can come outta nowhere.

2008-05-25T02:58:00.005-04:00

I think I've died and gone to Ohio.

Okay, not quite, but what kind of wacky weather has this been? April and May were beautiful -- sunny and breezy until a week ago when 100-degree temperatures torpedoed the Central Valley. Seven days later, it's raining and cold outside. Not chilly, not cool -- cold, especially for Fresno in May. I am most certainly not complaining because I love my PG&E bill, but it raises questions for the rest of summer. How much are we going to have to pay for enjoying ourselves now ....?

The Cochran Kids Reunion weekend was a lot of fun. I admit to being a sourpuss for various reasons on Saturday but Dad's firm yet kind words, a few tears, and several rounds of Yahtzee turned things around. Plus there were ribs and teriyaki tri-tip (available at Joe Louis), YUM.

Sunday, the whole family went to church. Going from five of us to seven makes a big difference -- we took up almost a full row. I like this "big" family gig. Someday, eight is going to feel mind-blowing. Eventually with kids, we'll have our own basketball league or something.

On a sidenote, is it terribly shallow that I rooted for the Celtics to cheer for broken Cleveland hearts?

After church, we took family pictures at the fountain. Hopefully Abbey will put some on Facebook soon, and I will be able to share. It was a hot but pretty day for ping-pong and more Yahtzee and general merry-making. Having the family all together was wonderful, and I'm looking forward to August.

Work has been generally uneventful. The store is slowing down due to schools around us dismissing for summer, which isn't great for sales but does help with my sanity level. There's just always so much to do. We're going to try to start a night of live music over the summer; if anyone would be interested in playing or knows someone who might be interested, please let me know. And then come!

Tuesday night, I went to a Bible study at the home of Crystal, a girl I met at church a few weeks ago. There were three other girls, Katie, Theresa, and Beth, along with two of Crystal's roommates, Julie and Angie. They live in a cute house, and it all made me wish I had roommates. All of the girls were so welcoming and genuine, and embraced me as one of their own without hesitation. It's been a really long time since I've been with a group of people who immediately considered me worthy to know. Too often, we judge each other and wait for friendship to be proven worth our time when, as brothers and sisters in Christ, we're already family. I feel blessed to have met these girls and to feel a growing sense of community in my life.

Tonight, Jake and I went to see The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. GO SEE IT. It's absolutely wonderful and walks a beautiful line between humor, action, adventure, drama, and allegory. The best part for me was watching the story of a relationship with God onscreen. We question Him and decide to go our own way instead of following the path we can't quite accept and are led to a deadend. We decide we can't wait on God anymore and set out on a course of action that has dire consequences for others as well as ourselves. God is always ready for our protection, if we will only make the call. He is our Lion.

Aaand, if all else fails, there's eye candy! ;-)

In other news, I killed my plant. Forgot to water it for over a week, and all the little shoots dried up. I've tried to resuscitate them, to no avail. Fake plants were designed for people like me.

Also, I watched The Office finale yesterday. It was one of the best episodes I've ever seen. Can't wait for the fourth season to come out on DVD. For that matter, loved the Grey's Anatomy season finale as well (finally!). And David Cook won American Idol. I didn't see it, but Dad keeps me abreast of the important things in life. :)

Well, that's that. I have no exciting Memorial Day plans -- work is my first, last, and middle names. Tuesday is Wedding Invitation Making Day. Friday is Store Plan of Action Visit Day with Autumn then Sex and the City Girls Night Out, definitely something to look forward to. Any ladies in and around the Fresno area, let me know if you can join Becca and me for dinner and a movie! And I suppose gentlemen as welcome as well, though I might need to clear it with the group. :)

God bless and have a good week, y'all.

Reeling in the years.

2008-05-11T18:33:00.007-04:00

Howdy, Interneters. How goes it in your bits and pieces of Earth? Hope this Mother's Day finds you enjoying some sunshine and taking time to thank a mom, yours or someone else's, for her contribution to this world. In church this morning, Michael said something to the effect that we wouldn't be the same without mothers. Truth is, we wouldn't BE without mothers so kudos to you all. One proud day, I hope to be fortunate (and crazy!) enough to join your ranks.

I've spent a relaxing Sunday home in Exeter with my parents. We went to church this morning then shared a delicious lunch with my grandparents. Mom and Dad are taking naps, making for a good time to catch up with email and blogging.

So it's been a couple of weeks with no Internet and only a few complaints from the homefront. I miss regularing seeing The Office and Grey's Anatomy, but both shows are online so I can catch up sometime. It was also tough to adjust to not having instant access to whatever information I wanted -- tables on Craigslist, yard sale addresses and directions, the complete filmography of that one actress in that one movie I just watched. But talk about more time -- I've finished several books and movies and spend a lot more time on my patio. If a day off falls on a weekday, it is a beautiful simple pleasure to sit out on the breezy balcony with a crossword while Giada stares down bugs, listening to birds' songs mingling with children's laughter from the school a block away. It makes me feel at home and connected to a community, moreso than I've felt anywhere since I lived in Exeter. I don't always miss the smalltown life, but I will always cherish a smalltown feel.

A highlight of the past couple of weeks was last Thursday: My college roommate, Ginger, came to visit. (She lives in NYC and was home in Modesto for a week.) We had a wonderful afternoon at my store, drinking coffee, doing the crossword, and catching up. Seems like only yesterday we were getting locked out of the laundry room with clothes in the washer or rolling with laughter on the floor of our hallway or yelling for each other's help through the walls whiling writing a paper. Alas, those days are behind us, but I'm grateful to have a friend that, regardless of time and distance we spend apart, will always feel like home when we're together again.

A couple of the movies I've watched have had thought-provoking themes. One, Forgiving Dr. Mengele, follows the story of Eva Kor, who, along with her twin sister, was subjected to horrific medical experiments at Auschwitz but has forgiven the Nazi doctor who ordered them. It's an inspiring story but also made me ponder the nature and meaning of forgiveness. Does the perpetrator of an offense need to express remorse for you to be able to forgive him?

I also recently watched The Big Chill, a well-made movie from the 1980s dealing with several college friends reunited after a suicide. The more interesting part for me was the funeral because it made me think of my own. Granted, I will have no interest in my funeral when it rolls around because I plan to be dancing on streets of gold, but if those left on Earth really want to honor my "wishes," it will be perhaps unusual. No fancy coffin (waste of money!), no fresh flowers (waste of money!), good music and dancing (enjoy yourselves!), no open casket (no one needs to see me lying there looking asleep), and absolutely NO throwing off dirt on my coffin at the graveside by family members. There might have been significance in that a century ago, but now, gravediggers are being paid to put my body in the ground; no need to torture yourselves with the sound of falling sod over and over again.

Anyway. On to something less macabre, perhaps? Work has been good. Business is still booming, in so many words. I've been trained to teach Starbucks training classes for newly-hired baristas and my store is currently hosting a newly hired manager for her first four weeks of training. We're being noticed for good things -- always encouraging.

Next weekend, Abbey and Matt and Travis and Veronica will be in town for a little family reunion of sorts. It's the first time all three kids and their respective significant others will be home together (which means I have a week to find me a significant other! :) Takers?) . Mom is super excited, as are we all. Hopefully the weather will stay as cool as it has been for May. The next blog should have pictures of our BBQ so stay tuned.

In the meantime, how about some random pics?

A worn but supercomfy chair I found at a yard sale, which Giada loves and uses to look out the bedroom window:

My new glasses:

Giada enjoying the beachy weather:

Look, my black thumb, that killed a cactus in Cleveland, is growing something!!!

The cozy patio:

Here in the power of Christ I stand.

2008-04-28T03:36:00.004-04:00

Disclaimer: This blog might be a little scatterbrained, as it's 1234a (make a wish) and I can't sleep. (That might not be quite so bad save that I plan to be at work by 6a. Ah, well.)

It's been almost three weeks, eh? What's happened in that time ....

One of the most exciting events was a visit to my store by my regional director (Traci), the eight district managers in her area (Bakersfield to half of Fresno), and a human resources partner on a Wednesday morning two weeks ago. We found out two days before, cleaned our butts off, and had an awesome visit. I received several compliments from the visiting DMs, Traci, and Autumn (my DM) about the friendliness and legendary service of my partners and was absolutely bursting with pride by the time they left. We worked so hard to be ready for them, but it's also indicative of our store in general. My partners are some pretty incredible people who care about their customers, each other, and their store. I am blessed to know them as people and as coworkers. Yay, Team #10660!

To celebrate such our awesomeness, I got the store a cake. There's a picture on my phone, but I can't figure out how to send it to the comp. Oh well. It was good cake. :)

Last Thursday, I met Pat and Becca at school for the final Fresno State jazz concert. Man, I'm not the biggest jazz fan, but I love Fresno State's jazz ensembles. And it was nice to be there to see the graduating seniors. Another era moving on to bigger and better things. And I got to officially meet Dr. Caldwell so now I can have a conversation with him when he comes into my store without feeling like a total stalker.

General family news:
1. Grandma has been out of the hospital for a while and is en route to Oklahoma via Hesperia, California.
2. Grammie's knee surgery went very well, and she's feeling pretty good.
3. Travis might be promoted pretty soon!
4. Abbey only has two weeks of the semester left -- one week of school, one week of finals -- then she and Matt will be on their way out to California. The week of May 17, all the Cochran kids will be invading Exeter, wooooo.
5. Giada won't be getting a sister for a least a bit longer. We were supposed to adopt a kitten from a friend of a friend, but they all died. :(

Church has been really good. Last Monday, I went to what ended up being the last meeting of an open women's life group. There, I met a girl, Crystal, who invited me to be part of a small group she and some friends are putting together. It's funny -- when I get out of the way and let God be God, He always exceeds my hopes. I pray to meet someone who might potentially become a friend; He speaks to my through Scripture, connects me instantly to friendly people (who doesn't love Starbucks), and gives me a future with that potential friend I asked for. There's a line from a song we sang in church today: Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him / How I've proven Him o'er and o'er. At first, I felt sacreligious: How can I prove Jesus; He is infinitely wiser than me. But I came to realize its true meaning: Time and time again, I give Jesus opportunities to save/bless/forgive/love me because I'm His human creation. My inadequacies highlight His abundances. Isn't it amazing that He can turn everything to His glory?

Coming up this week (besides a women's life group social tomorrow night) is work, work, work. Saturday, I have plans to have lunch with Jenn. Looking into the future, May is an exciting month: Matt is graduating; Abbey will be home; Mother's Day; I'm going to road trip up to SF to see Ozma with Ryan (!); Sex and the City movie premiere. For all you ladies, Becca and I are planning a girls night out on May 30 -- the more, the merrier! Just let me know if you're interested.

One last thing: I finally bit the bullet and canceled my Comcast subscription. This means that, as of Tuesday, I'll no longer have internet access at home so don't expect any quick responses to email, MySpace, etc. If you want to get a hold of me in a timely fashion, call the cell. Otherwise, I'll be checking email, etc. once or twice a week from the library or the laptop at a Starbucks. Yay for one less bill and more free time to read (especially since I did an awful thing and spent $75 at Borders last week ....).

Love you all.

Even more undignified than this.

2008-04-07T22:37:00.004-04:00

Hello, hello, all in Blog Land. Hope this post finds you well. Several bits of news and somesuch to share:

Vacation was great. Mom, Aunt Chuckie, and I ate copious amounts of amazing egg custard, watched Lost, I read several books, Mom and Aunt Chuckie gardened, we all shopped out our ears. Between the Gap Outlet, Nordstrom Rack, and Ross, I picked up several dresses and shirts, a pair of jeans, six (six!) pairs of shoes, and a couple of skirts. Friday morning, I woke up feeling light-headed and dizzy so I never made it to the beach, but it was still a relaxing way to spend four days away from home.

Easter morning, I still felt weird and not well enough to drive so Mom, Dad, and Grandma came to Fresno for delicious Easter brunch at the Fresno Breakfast House. It was nice to have them come to see me and meant a lot that my family was willing to make the drive just so we could spend the holiday together. Plus, I got to share a Fresno favorite with them; if you're ever in town and dying for the best omelet ever, hit up Bullard and West! Plus, there's a Starbucks next door. :)

Time back at work has been just that -- work. Starbucks launches an awesome new coffee tomorrow, Pike Place Roast, that will be our all-the-time coffee from now on. We've also changed brewing standards to be able to provide the best cup of brewed coffee possible, and to train partners about everything involved, we had a store meeting last Thursday -- always a challenge to be prepared. There have been some other stressful situations going on as well, but I'm hoping that things will calm down just a tad after this week.

As for the rest of life, I haven't been up to much. When I come home from work, I'm usually too tired to want to do anything else. But this week is yielding plans: coffee or lunch with Tess on Wednesday, movie with Jake on Sunday. Plus lots of errands and cleaning to do.

Also exciting this week: New episodes of The Office! Grey's Anatomy doesn't start for another week or two so I'll actually be able to watch this Thursday night. If you don't already love The Office, do yourself a favor and tune in -- 9p on NBC.

Well, since I don't have much to report, I'll be on my way. WAIT -- how could I forget!??! Wonderful, wonderful news: Adele is now a proud momma! Her beautiful baby boy joined us Sunday evening at a whopping 9lbs, 3oz. Want to see how adorable he is? Check out Joshua Emerson Karoly at Adele's blog: http://merrilykarolys.blogspot.com/. Congratulations and good job, Del!

One parting thought: If your Subconscious makes you dream about your ex, it's at least really satisfying for him to have a glorious mullet. :)

And that's that.

Vacation all I ever wanted.

2008-03-19T12:40:00.005-04:00

It's finally here -- five days of no responsibility. Mom is on her way to pick me, then we will hit the road for Gilroy (outlet malls!) and Pacifica (ocean air!). I will miss my store, I know, but give it a couple days. Hope everyone has a great week; in the meantime, enjoy some Pearls of Wisdom.

"Twenty-Five Things It Took Me Over 50 Years To Learn" by Dave Barry

1. The badness of a movie is directly proportional to the number of helicopters in it.

2. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight-saving time.

3. People who feel the need to tell you that they have an excellent sense of humor are telling you that they have no sense of humor.

4. The most valuable function performed by the federal government is entertainment.

5. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.

6. A penny saved is worthless.

7. They can hold all the peace talks they want, but there will never be peace in the Middle East. Billions of years from now, when Earth is hurtling toward the Sun and there is nothing left alive on the planet except a few microorganisms, the microorganisms living in the Middle East will be bitter enemies.

8. The most powerful force in the universe is gossip.

9. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status, or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we all believe that we are above-average drivers.

10. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age 11.

11. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."

12. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.

13. There apparently exists, somewhere in Los Angeles, a computer that generates concepts for television sitcoms. When TV executives need a new concept, they turn on this computer; after sorting through millions of possible plot premises, it spits out, "THREE QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT," and the executives turn this concept into a show. The next time they need an idea, the computer spits out, "SIX QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT." Then the next time, it spits out, "FOUR QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT." And so on. We need to locate this computer and destroy it with hammers.

14. Nobody is normal.

15. At least once per year, some group of scientists will become very excited and announce that:
* The universe is even bigger than they thought!
* There are even more subatomic particles than they thought!
* Whatever they announced last year about global warming is wrong.

16. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."

17. The main accomplishment of almost all organized protests is to annoy people who are not in them.

18. The value of advertising is that it tells you the exact opposite of what the advertiser actually thinks. For example:
* If the advertisement says "This is not your father's Oldsmobile," the advertiser is desperately concerned that this Oldsmobile, like all other Oldsmobiles, appeals primarily to old farts like your father.
* If Coke and Pepsi spend billions of dollars to convince you that there are significant differences between these two products, both companies realize that Pepsi and Coke are virtually identical.
* If the advertisement strongly suggests that Nike shoes enable athletes to perform amazing feats, Nike wants you to disregard the fact that shoe brand is unrelated to athletic ability.
* If Budweiser runs an elaborate advertising campaign stressing the critical importance of a beer's "born-on" date, Budweiser knows this factor has virtually nothing to do with how good a beer tastes.

19. If there really is a God who created the entire universe with all of its glories, and He decides to deliver a message to humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle.

20. You should not confuse your career with your life.

21. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.

22. No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.

23. When trouble arises and things look bad, there is always one individual who perceives a solution and is willing to take command. Very often, that individual is crazy.

24. Your friends love you anyway.

25. Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.

(From http://www.lucidcafe.com/library/pearls.html.)

Hold me together, be forever near me.

2008-03-14T01:50:00.005-04:00

People, how could you let me get away without blogging for three weeks? So much has happened in the past three weeks:

Espresso Excellence went well, and there's been positive change in my store and Starbucks as a whole.
Met Jenn, the girl from the church thingie, for a wonderful dinner.
Went to my first hip hop dance class tonight. I'm awful, but it was super fun.
Church social and Robin's graduation gathering were great for free food and catching up with people I don't see nearly enough.
My brother took a big work exam today, and from what I hear, it went great.
My grandma is out of the hospital and feeling much better.
My grandfather had cataracts surgery that has already proven successful.
My sister got to enjoy sunny San Diego for spring break.
It snowed 20 inches in Cleveland, and I wasn't there! (Sorry, Clevelanders.)

To remember the rest, I'd probably have to dig out my planner, but suffice it to say, things are good. Have been writing in a personal journal a lot, and it's brought a lot of insight. I've realized that I need to have something planned on my days off for those days to be productive; otherwise, I'll let myself sit around the apartment reading, dozing, and catching up on Netflix. All fine to an extent, but not all day.

More spiritually, I went through a couple of days of feeling deeply sad that I lost my best friend, that he betrayed me, my trust, and my love. That's not a new emotion, but the realization that Jesus has been there -- that opened my eyes. Jesus chose twelve men to be his family, his intimates, his bosom friends, his legacy, and one of those men betrayed him so completely that it led to his death. But, even knowing what was to come, He chose Judas. And, even more amazing to me, He treated Judas no differently than the others. How many times in life do we do something we know is the right thing but because it's difficult or we feel morally superior or possibly know of some sour consequence, we act without a cheerful, loving heart? Jesus welcomed Judas into His inner circle, treated him as a brother privy to as much of His love and teaching as the other eleven, all the while knowing that Judas would eventually deceive and betray him for a bag of coins. It has been an amazing comfort to know that Jesus has been through what I have been through. That someone He loved so deeply hurt Him to the core through an act of betrayal. This is the first time I've ever felt that Jesus went through something just so that He could help me through today. Isn't that an incredible feeling? Knowing that Christ humbled Himself to offer eternal salvation to every soul on Earth, but also that He willingly submitted to humanness in order to save my heart in this moment.

As for the future, I'm looking forward to:

Serena's baby shower this weekend.
The steak dinner Julio owes me in April!
VACATION. Next week, Mom and I are going up to Pacifica for a few leisurely days at my aunt's home. I can't wait for a long drive through beautiful country (sweet alfalfa fields, here I come), shopping in Gilroy, walks/runs along the beach, time to read and write and nap without guilt, hanging out with Ryan, cozy dinners at home or out, Mom's egg custard, cool sea air.
Easter.
Dance classes to come.

I've actually written more than I'd planned because I have lots of pictures to share (be warned). Next week, I'll be gone so don't expect an entry for a while, but after that, blogs will be more regular (more fiber!), I promise. Adios.

Straws make excellent playthings when Mom just wants a cup of water.

Before a date.

Giada playing fetch!

Rubber isn't so tasty; making use of laundry day; riveted to a cheetah on TV.

Well, that's our little family of late. Everyone have a wonderful couple of weeks.

Into the wild blue.

2008-02-20T22:29:00.004-05:00

Who bites at posting consistently? I do, I do! Oh well. :)

Some fun tidbits to share!

Finally made it to the doctor and got some antibiotics for the Sickness O' Phlegm and am back to good to go.
Spent a couple of days at home with my parents last week, which was all sorts of relaxing and nice. On Valentine's Day, we went to dinner at Vallarta's (MMM, thanks, Dad!) then watched Survivor and Lost (it was Thursday after all). I found it delightful that, during every commercial break during Lost, my aunt called Mom to ooo and ah about what had just happened. Friday, I lazed about the house while the parents worked to make a living. Giada started acting weird; Grammie came to visit; we had hamburgers for dinner and watched Cast Away (my favorite movie) with surround sound.
Giada has been acting funny since last week. Friday morning, she was fine. A couple of hours later, she started tearing around the house, stopping only to lick her coat every once in a while. I thought she might have accidentally gotten outside and rolled in something or chewed on a plant then had a bad reaction. Grammie suggested I rub her down to clean her coat, which seemed to help for a while but the behavior has continued intermittently. Now she's biting at one of her hind feet so I'm going to take her to the vet on Friday. She won't let me look at her foot long enough to see if anything is wrong, and we need to get her fixed up.
Have you seen the Dunkin' Doughnuts Lattes commercial with the people singing about confusing coffee names? I find it mildly hilarious that announcer tells you to by lattes from Dunkin' Doughnuts, where you "order in English." Don't be fooled -- no matter where you say it, "latte" is an Italian word, people!
The weather has been amazing lately, eh? Skies almost as blue and expansive as skies in Ohio. Big, fluffy white clouds that don't move as fast as Ohio clouds but are just as pretty. Driving to Exeter on Thursday, I was literally moved to tears by the beauty and majesty of the Sierra Nevadas that greeted me as I made my way east on 198. (Usually, I turn onto Anderson Rd to head home, but that day I drove down to 65 to take the longer way through town, just to see the view for a little while longer.) Mountains remind me of my place in the world -- I am so small and insignificant in the grand scheme of things, yet God feels it of utmost importance to romance me with the most beautiful sight in my eyes, for no more reason than just to show He loves me intimately.
Tomorrow is a Super Starbucks Big Whig tour (That's my own name, by the way.) . Traci, my regional director, and Cos, my area vice president (I think, I'm not totally sure of his job title; suffice it to say, he's way up there -- my boss's boss's boss's boss) are touring five stores, including mine, tomorrow. I just found out on Tuesday so I'm a little bit (okay, totally) freaked out. Buuut, my goal is to see this as an exciting opportunity to show off my store -- it's a visit, not a check-up or a test or an obstacle. Traci is great, and it's always good to have face time with important people. Wish me luck!
For the next two or three weeks, I have Friday and Saturday off, and I'm looking forward to it. No big plans this weekend (take care of Giada, go home to get a table and my computer chair, vacuum) but maybe next weekend. I'd like to make a little trip somewhere, maybe Pismo or Hearst Castle or Monterey Bay Aquarium. And seriously, if anyone around Fresno feels like going with me, please let me know!
Heads up for Starbucks fans -- next Tuesday, every retail store in North America will close at 530p. At 6p, every store will hold a special training sessions for all of its partners (employees). Starbucks is going through a radical period of adjustment and refocusing, and the training will zone in on making perfect beverages and creating amazing connections with customers. I'm super excited to have this time with my team, and I know that it will be the beginning of better experiences for our customers -- including you!

Well, it's almost time for the season premiere of America's Next Top Model so time to wrap up. After ANTM and some reading, it will be bedtime -- definitely need a good night's sleep tonight! Hope everyone is well; love you all.

Been a long time gone.

2008-02-06T00:47:00.000-05:00

Wow, hi, guys. It's been two weeks since the last update, sorry about that. I never got around to posting last week because I've been sick. But let me recap what's been going on.

The gathering at Brad and Jen's house was awesome. I met a really neat young woman named Jen, and we clicked immediately. At the end of the evening, we exchanged phone numbers, but I haven't called her because I've been ill -- don't want to try to make plans I might have to cancel. But later this week, if I'm feeling better, I'll try to connect. My prayers against nerves and to hopefully met a friend were answered; not going to forget about it because of a cold.

Wasn't feeling well Tuesday night so didn't attend the yoga class. Had Wednesday off and started to feel awful; missed the first meeting of the Bible study. Felt disgusting by Wednesday night and ended up calling in sick to work Thursday and Friday. Anyone that knows me knows that is not typical Erica behavior. I'm usually a trooper, but I was too exhausted to get off the couch, much less be perky at work.

Friday night, I finally started to feeling better and made a trip to Target just to get out of the house (be glad you didn't have to look at me; I looked a mess!). Saturday was a productive day -- cleaned the house (dishes and laundry and 409, oh my), listened to a message on dating by Brad, shopped at Borders (five books for under $25 and I had a gift card), read and journaled at Starbucks, and saw Juno in the theatre (wonderful movie). That was the first time I'd ever been to see a movie alone. It was kind of weird, just because I was early (of course) and didn't have anyone to talk to, but I didn't feel as awkward or self-conscious as I expected to. And I'm so glad I went because I loved Juno. It's the kind of movie you want to see again as soon as it's over. What can I say, I'm a sucker for a good story and witty dialogue.

Sunday morning brought church then work. So disappointed that I didn't get to see Eli win the Super Bowl -- woo! I would have been adequately impressed if the Patriots had completed a perfect season (it's an admirable feat), but I'd rather root for the underdog. Work itself went well, but I was exhausted by the end of the night. I couldn't remember feeling that tired for a long time.

Now we're only two days in to this week, and it's already been rough. Even though I felt better over the weekend, I'm still congested and phelgm-y. Breathing is wheezy and labored. Extremely tired, easily fatigued. Monday was a fairly productive day at work. When I finally left the store at 430p, I got in the car, turned the key, and ... nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. Got out of the car, popped the hood, and stared at the engine like I might magically conjure up car knowledge that would give me some insight. No such luck, but the battery did have some ick on it.

Hoping my battery was just dead, I went back inside but no one working at the store had jumper cables. Thankfully, Brooklyn was brave enough to ask the lobby full of people if anyone could help. A guy who had just come in the store to put up a flyer on our community board offered to give me a jump, just like that. This Josh, he restored some of my faith in humanity. After pulling his old Mustang around in front of mine, he jumped the battery and was on his way. I went back in the store to get my purse, and when I come back out ... the car was dead again. (NO!!!) This time, I called another Starbucks, and Casey, another partner, offered to come by on her way to the dinner for Serena (it had been changed from Friday to Monday) and jump my car again (she rocks).

This time, I headed to Wal-mart, praying the whole time just to make it there. Once at Wal-mart, I waited for two hours to have the battery replaced (note to self: learn to install car battery). It was after 8p by the time I got home, and I was dead on my feet. But the car is functional again. I think there was some damage from the cold in Cleveland, but who knows. Yet another reason to revel in a snowless Central Valley.

Today was a good day, all things considered. I had my Store Plan of Action visit with Autumn, and it was really nice to spend time connecting with her, even if my head was foggy. We spent most of the morning in the cafe, surrounded by sixth graders having a "field trip" at my store for scholastic excellence. While it's flattering that they came to our store, it was so distracting. Autumn even commented that it was strange to see me so easily distracted. But all I can do is try, eh. I have a doctor's appointment Thursday afternoon to hopefully get some help with the cold that never ends.

Ups and Downs:
- I haven't seen my parents for a month. Might as well be living in Cleveland (but glad I'm not!).
+ Giada's learned to play Fetch, and it's the cutest thing! It works best with elastic hair bands -- I sit somewhere and toss it; she runs over, picks it up, and carries it back to me like a little dog. She usually drops it and starts to bat it around until I pick it up and throw it again. I'll have to make a video one of these days.
+ I'm growing in my relationship with God, slowly but surely. He's been showing me some awesome, interesting things lately.
+ In an effort to continue organizing my store's backroom, I spent a couple of hours on Monday banging on metro shelving with a rubber hammer to move things around. It actually made me feel better, all that moving around. And now I know how to release anger should I be having a bad day!
+ On Saturday, I'm attending a series of classes at The Well to learn more about the church. Looking forward to meeting more people.

All righty, time to peace out. It's been a boring entry -- really, all that's happened the past two weeks is: Erica hopefully made a new friend! Erica got sick! Erica replaced her car battery! There you have it. Have a great week.

The good Lord gave us mountains so we could learn how to climb.

2008-01-25T21:36:00.000-05:00

Sheesh, these Friday updates are becoming rather routine, eh? Bad Erica.

This week, I read Captivating by John and Stasi Eldredge, an wonderful book about recapturing the feminine heart that God created in every woman. Abbey gave it to me back in April, and I was excited to start it, but a few chapters in, I realized that the man I thought I would spend the rest of my life with didn't value me or treat me in the ways described in the book, and although I desperately wanted to be considering captivating by who I thought was the love of my life, I knew I wasn't and couldn't bear to keep reading and feel even more disappointed. Disgustingly sad, but true.

But now I'm in a much better place, and this time, reading the book was an affirming experience. I recommend it and its complement, Wild at Heart. One of the most important lessons learned wasn't explicit in the text, but I realized that I don't have to be "fixed" for things to happen in my life. I think I've been telling myself that I'm "open but not looking" for a new relationship as: a) self-defense mechanism; and b) I didn't think God would allow me to be in another relationship until I was ready, as long as ready meant an awesome Christian woman, all radiant and sparkly and perky. Instead, God will work on His own time. I'm never going to be perfect so there's never going to be a point at which I'm "good enough" to meet someone. People get married as non-Christians, give their lives to Christ, and their relationship grows as a result. They weren't walking with God but found each other in spite of it. I'm growing, learning, stumbling, and repenting, and I will be for the rest of my life. There will never be a "perfect" time, just a right time -- God's time. So I don't need to be afraid of it, but God helps those who help themselves -- I shouldn't be unobservant. "Open," yes, but "not looking" really comes from a place of fear, not a place of trusting God to provide. So now I will honestly trust God to provide me with my soul mate, the man created for me, sooner rather than later. He knows the desires of my heart; He placed them there.

For the past seven years or so, I've thought that my whole life was about God trying to teach me that He is in control, and I am not so I need to let go. But that's not it. My whole life is about God teaching me that we do want the same things, and He is God, and I am not. It's not a control issue; it's a love issue. I shouldn't let go of my need for control because I'm not in control; I should let go because I trust Him.

Exciting stuff, eh? To God, I am captivating, interesting, and irreplaceable. If there are three words to sum up how I felt for the past three years of my former relationship, they are dull, uninteresting, and replaceable. Just because I didn't have a major career goal didn't mean that I didn't have dreams, but my ex didn't seem to understand that. But just because I have a specific job goal in mind didn't mean I didn't want to be someone, that I didn't have incredible dreams for my life. He just wasn't interested in my dreams.

Now I'm free to pursue those dreams, and God wants me to. Still, I want to share my dreams with someone, with The One. So. There we go.

Well, the coming week might be a bit stressful -- my assistant manager is taking a week of vacation so I'm running the place alone. The store will be fine; I just might run myself crazy. I don't know how to relax at work, and sometimes it's that much worse if my mind is full enough for two people.

Other things to look forward to:

Monday, I'm attending a dessert at the home of the directional leader of The Well. Good way to meet people, but I'm not great at small talk so I'm nervous. Pray for me?
I think I'm going to start going to Yo-God, a Christian-based yoga class at Sisters Yoga on Tuesday nights.
Wednesday is the first meeting of the Life Group I signed up for, a post-college-age women's group studying the book of Daniel.
Tomorrow or next week, I'm planning to get another cat. Giada is getting a little sister, like it or not.
Hoping to find time and money to go snowboarding again. I didn't make it up last week because I'm nervous about going alone; maybe I'll be able to find a partner.

Well, I've been much wordier than I expected to be, so to reward you all for your patience, Giada pictures! Have a great week.

Playing on the patio:

This is what I do to convince you I'm adorable:

Gimme five. HIGH five!

Play that funky music, white girl.

2008-01-18T22:17:00.000-05:00

Hello, hello. Yet another Friday update. It's been an uneventful week. I've been feeling under the weather and in a bit of a funk, for reasons known and unknown. Hoping to pull myself out of the muck over the weekend.

Sunday, I attended church at The Well Community Church and enjoyed it immensely. The praise band is really good; the "pastor," Brad, and his wife spoke about relationships. It was a great lesson for me to hear, articulated problems in my former relationship and qualities I want in my next relationship. This Sunday, I hope to sign up for a Life Group (small group meetings) as well as a class that introduces the church, its beliefs, and its programs.

Tuesday was my first district meeting since my return to California. Good to see and meet managers. We're a big group (15 -- Autumn is a saint); it makes for that much more interesting discussion. I got to share my favorite coffee pairing, Gold Coast and cheesecake (though I substituted cream cheese pastries from La Boulangerie because it was 9a).

Wednesday after work, I come home and spent almost the rest of the day on the couch -- really didn't feel well. Slept for 14 hours (unmedicated) that night, and I needed every minute of it. Thursday morning, I felt refreshed, but the feeling hasn't lasted long. Work felt like it took forever again today, and I'm going to bed within the hour. See, can you feel the funk? I need prayer -- that God will lift my spirits and refresh my soul.

Things to Be Considered Energizing:

Giada might be getting a little sister in the next week.
Get to spend a chunk of time with Autumn on Monday.
Have been invited a social at the home of Brad and Jen (directional leaders of The Well) on Jan 28.
Going to cancel my cable TV. It's a waste of time and money.
In two weeks, I have two days off in a row. YAY.

That's all, for now.

There's still time for you.

2008-01-13T03:49:00.001-05:00

Hello, hello! Long time, no blog. :) Hadn't found the right combination of time and motivation until now. So let's catch up.

The window has been replaced; my store no longer looks like an abandoned warehouse.
Snowboarding was amazing! Julio and I went up a week and a half ago, accompanied by his friends Zach and Danielle. He owes me a steak dinner in April because I didn't fall getting off the ski lift (my brain's reaction: Oh my God, I'm not on the ground! Oh my God, I'm not on the ground! It was a bit of an out-of-body experience). I learned to start and stop and turn and (almost) how to pull myself off the ground (because I did spend an awful lot of time on my bum). It was incredible -- the closest thing I've ever felt to flying which firmly on the ground. I can't wait to go back. I'm not a snowboarder yet, but someday I will be.
Work is going well. We could use more business, but it will come. Looking forward to connecting with other managers on Tuesday at the district meeting.
Wednesday was Matt's birthday, and I was supposed to head home for the annual Matt's Birthday Morning Breakfast, but I slept through my alarm and didn't make it. I can't remember the last time I slept through an alarm, but oh well. He and Abbey left for Indiana on Friday and are still on their way across the US of A; please keep them in your prayers!
Thursday night, we had a shift supervisor meeting at my apartment that went very well. I'm excited that we can all move forward on the same page. But it was also the first time Giada's been around more than two people without freaking out. She was a perfectly delightful little kitten and spent most of the meeting curled up in the middle of the living room. See, family, she's not a devil kitty after all.
Giada's also learned to love the patio balcony. She likes to flip around on the concrete and stare at the cats in the window across the way. Fine with me as long as she doesn't fall off.
Monday night, I had dinner with Serena at Dai Bai Dang. In addition to wonderful company and conversation, let me mention how much I love their Garlic Green Beans and Sweet and Sour Pork. Mmm.
Earlier this week, I finished The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri. Highly recommended. Next up -- something else from the library, I think an Anne Tyler book.

That's about been life for the past week and a half. Tomorrow will be a full day -- I'm going to church at The Well at 11a. It was started several years ago by a 24-year-old who wanted to reach out the people his age who didn't quite fit into many traditionally offered ministries at most churches -- me to a tee. Hoping to find a church home there. Then reading the paper at a Starbucks and an afternoon filled with chores.

A few days ago, my friend, Rachel, and I were talking over AIM. It was a conversation of reflection, and I'd like to share some thoughts with you.

In church this morning, I was sitting next to my sister and her fiance and saw them move closer and hold hands. Seeing them together is wonderful and painful at the same time. I started praying and said, I'm so happy for them, but I'm lonely, too. I want a life partner, too. I miss being part of a unit, even if that unit was dysfunctional. But then I realized that, if it hadn't been for the break-up, I would have been sitting my apartment in Cleveland with snow on the ground and a cold. I wouldn't have the chance to be in California with my family at the church I grew up in, which was the only place I really wanted to be. And it gave me the perspective I needed to step away and remember that life holds so much more than romantic love. Yes, finding my soul mate will be a huge part of life, but there's so much else to live for in the meantime. It made being "open but not looking" not feel so strenuous.

I'm thankful for the process. I'm thankful for all of the processes that have brought me where I am. When I first got online after I got home from work, I was going to put up a new away message and thought, I love my life. I didn't have an extraordinary day, just a day of church with my family then driving back then time with the cat then a nice night at work, but it made for a wonderful day. If I was in Cleveland, today would have been wake up late with the boy, don't do much, maybe work and have fun with people but still hate the snow and the cold and the hospital, and I wouldn't have been happy. Because now I'm happy, and it's so nice to be happy again. To find pleasure in normalcy, to find delight in little things. Real pleasure and delight, at that. I thought I had it with Bryan, but hating being in Cleveland wasn't alleviated by being with him, try as I did. I should have known then, but I was so good at deceiving myself for so long.

As the months fly by, my perspective grows deeper. Hindsight is always 20/20, eh. I continue to be amazed at the ways that God provides for me, at the promises He delivers. I am awestruck by His love and the many blessings I get to experience. And He's always there, even when I wander away for a moment. He's there to pick me up, to set me on my feet, to guide my path. I never realized what fun it would be to walk in His plan. I knew He had one, and that it would be much better than my own, but I didn't expect it to be fun. He knows exactly how to get me.

And now I'm finally getting sleepy so I think it's wrap-up time. In the coming week, remember my parents on Monday as they celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary (congratulations, Momma and Daddy!). And think good thoughts for me on Thursday as I attempt my first solo trip to Sierra Summit. Jumping-out-of-my-skin excited for the snowboarding, not so much for the driving and the bruised tailbone. Oh well, it's totally worth it!

And while we're on the subject, some Snowboarding Erica pics to close:

Ready and set. Don't mind my beanie-egg-head.

And then I was going -- look at that grin!

And falling. :) You can tell I spent a lot of time in the down position. But I still looked supercute!

Peace, y'all. Until next week.

So this is the new year.

2008-01-02T22:30:00.001-05:00

Hello, hello. Happy 2008! Is anyone else as completely relieved as I am that 2007 is over and done with?

Things didn't quite turn out as expected after last week's blog. At 330a on Saturday morning, I received a call from my district manager, asking me to meet her at the store because something was wrong with the door. When we arrived, the door was just fine. But one of the large front windows was gone. Completely shattered. We were able to enter the store ...

(Giada is throwing her feathered stick toy around the living room. It's one of the most adorable things I've ever seen.)

... Anyway, we entered the store, and thank goodness, everything was fine inside -- nothing else broken, nothing missing. Fresno PD arrived after a while to file a report and said that they'd had a rash of business windows shot out along Shaw Avenue over the prior week and a half. Greeeat. Now there's a huge piece of plywood boarding up the window and adding some ghetto flavah to our patio. The glass company should be replacing both panes (the top pane has a bullet hole in the corner -- it was too tough for the BB gun) by this weekend.

But the whole experience meant that I wasn't home and back in bed until almost 730a. Which meant that snowboarding was a no-go. I was already exhausted and couldn't imagine willingly hurtling myself down a hill without all of my faculties about me. There's a possibility that we might go tomorrow, but if not, I plan to haul myself up to Sierra Summit one of these days for a lesson or two. (Anyone interested in joining me?)

Saturday turned into a beautiful day for making a store visit (I hadn't seen the window boarded-up yet), shopping, and visiting the library (reading more books is a Goal for 2008). Sunday, I spent most of the morning on the couch and couldn't bring myself to go to church. It had been an emotional weekend, and I still had to go to work. Work was fine.

Monday was a nice day at work. Monday evening, Abbey (my sister) and two of her friends, Jessica and Emily, spent the night to celebrate New Year's Eve. I'm an old fart and hit the hay at 1130p; I opened the next day and making it all the way to midnight was a death sentence for Tuesday morning. It was nice having the girls here, like having roommates again. Generally, I am fine living alone, but sometimes it would be nice to have someone in the other room. Someone to laugh with, someone to yell at the TV with. Living with a boy before I was married wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done but, heck, do I miss having a best friend around all the time.

New Year's Day, work was one of the slowest days I've ever had at Starbucks. We didn't waste any time -- I finished a to do list, and we cleaned like crazy. After work, I came home for a couple of hours, went out to Office Max to by new Covey planning pages for Dustin and myself (woo!), and dropped them by the store. Worked again today then had an early dinner with Becca (let's do it again soon!) and now I'm home with the whole night ahead of me. Granted, it's 8p so by the time I do some laundry and finish The Devil Wears Prada, I'll be amply ready for bed; I just love a relaxing end to a great day. Especially when the next day is a day off.

Looking forward to:

New Starbucks promotion! (Lots of cute new mugs. If you see anything you can't live without, remember to go to the Starbucks at First and Shaw. :)
Abbey's fiance, Matt, flies into LA on Friday, and I'm spending the weekend at home to be with the family. Looking forward to seeing him for the first time since they were engaged. (I have to be sure that someday he helps my future husband pop the question because his was one of those delightfully perfect proposals.)
I'm going to be the Maid of Honor in Abbey's wedding!
Setting up my planner with the new pages. I'm a sucker for calendaring and organization.

Until next time.

Picture happy jack.

2007-12-29T00:15:00.000-05:00

Merry Christmas! It takes effort to add the exclamation point because: a) it was a quiet Christmas, which I enjoyed; and b) I'm so glad the holidays are over at work. But I do hope everyone had a wonderful time of giving, visiting, receiving, and making merriment. Us Cochrans did, in our own special way. Take a look ....

Mom telling a story, and Travis and Aunt Chuckie with gifts:

Mom and Dad never found time to put up the Christmas tree, and Travis was too sick, so we ended up with a tiny tree. As Abbey put it, all the better to emphasis the real meaning of Christmas. And Giada loved her first Christmas, what with all the ribbon and wrapping.

Dad checking out his model '57 Chevy:

Boggle Showdown with Abbey. She beat me every time. :(

But we were pretty even at Kings in the Corner. And really, who cares about winning when there's Mom's rocky road at every turn.

Other:

Unresolved issues have been resolved, in unexpected, relieving, saddening, and necessary ways.
Snowboarding with Julio tomorrow -- pray I don't break my legs!
I cracked my head getting in my car this afternoon. It hurt like a mother, and I have a little goosebump, but at least there's no bruise.
The apartment in Cleveland has finally been leased! No more paying for one and a half apartment rents every month, yay. Really, it was only two months, but it was over $600 for set of vacant rooms. Painful. But no more -- thank you, Jesus!

2008 is almost guaranteed to be a better year than 2007, because 2007 was one of the worst years of my life. However, it was a year of learning and growth that I wouldn't trade for the world. It's a year that's made me who I am, and I like who I am. I hope that 2008 brings new friends, "old" friends, success at work, and adventure. (Which means call me, all the time. I'm up for anything :) Thank you for sharing this journey with me thusfar; it's only just begun.

Health, peace, and the pursuit of happiness to each and every one of you in the coming new year!

I don't need the cheese or the car keys.

2007-12-19T11:17:00.000-05:00

According to Alex, a friend I work with, I am a nerd. All because I was wildly entertained by Brainiac: Adventures in the Curious, Competitive, Compulsive World of Trivia Buffs, Ken Jennings book about his lifelong journey to winning seventy-four episodes of Jeopardy! Fine, I embrace the label willingly, because it is a wonderful book. And full of trivia -- I learned a lot!

Work is well, as usual. We're getting busier and busier, thanks to the holidays. All I have to do is great through this weekend; then things will start to mellow out, and we can get down to the business of becoming the best store in Fresno.

It rained all day yesterday, and we even got a bit of almost-Cleveland rain. That bit where the rain was practically bullets? Welcome to Ohio! But like Ohio, it didn't last too long, and unlike Ohio, there was no stomach-rumbling thunder. Today was sunny and clear when I woke up, but it's overcast again. Hopefully, the skies will brighten, and I'll have an amazing view of my mountains on the drive home this afternoon (dinner with the family, hair appointment tomorrow, the last of the Christmas shopping).

Now, a photo-retelling of the weekend's most memorable happenings.

I was supposed to head to Exeter Friday evening to hang out with Jess. Around 330p, I unlocked the car, put my things in, got in the driver's seat, and put my key in the ignition. But it wouldn't turn. Thinking that it might be stuck, I tried to jimmy it then turn it again, but no dice. So I pulled the key out, and my jaw dropped:

My key was broken?! Sinking back in my seat, I had no idea who to call to fix it. It had already been a long, frustrating week, and I couldn't believe this was happening. I called Dad, who suggested calling a tow company. The three tow companies I called suggested I called a locksmith. The locksmith I called couldn't come until Saturday morning unless I wanted to pay half my body weight in gold. There went plans for the night, and I'd been looking forward to them so much. I was none too happy with this little piece of metal holding my car hostage.

Saturday morning, promptly at 10a, a young guy from AA-Armor Locksmith (highly recommended) called for directions around the complex, then spent a half hour trying to extract the inch and a half of broken key. He couldn't get it. So I waited until 1130a, when an older, better equipped locksmith arrived, said a prayer, and pulled it out!

But not before a tiny piece of metal harpooned my weekend.

Can you believe that December, and 2007, are almost over? In the next week and a half, I'll work a crazy weekend, spend Christmas with my family, write some goals (better than resolutions), go snowboarding with Julio (!), find something to do for New Year's (suggestions?), and greet 2008 bright and early 530a at work, lucky me. (I figured I'd be the "cool" manager who lets all of her partners party it up on New Year's.) And that will be that.

What a year.

Struck down but not destroyed.

2007-12-12T13:27:00.000-05:00

To start with, this is my favorite comic of all time:
(If it's too small, click on it and a bigger one will appear.)

Hee!

It's been a long week. Not bad, just long. And not much to report because most people are too busy to hang out (understandably).

So What Had Happened Was ...

My store hit a very big goal at the end of last week, and we're destined for more greatness before Christmas.
Almost all of my Christmas shopping is done.
My sister is engaged.
I had coffee with Kendra.
Running in the cold is still cold.
I don't get to go snowboarding after all. :(

Uneventful. Really, I guess I'm just tired and little blue. There's something on my mind, but I'm not ready to talk about it the way I want to. So, to cheer up, another list.

What Makes Me Happy:

Giada can jump so high. It's amazing. Really, it doesn't make me that happy because it means she gets into more stuff, but it's fun to watch.
Feeling the true meanings of Christmas carols.
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Risen with healing in His wings.
Talking. Being friends.
Fog. I know it's dangerous, but it makes me feel like I'm home.
Cinnamon-scented candles.
Mint tea.
Houses decorated with Christmas lights.

What makes you happy?

By the way, I think I want to do something with my hair. Lighter, darker, what do you think?

So give me coffee and TV.

2007-12-06T01:05:00.000-05:00

"The easy states of black and white that I had know before did not apply. I felt, if I were to say any word, churned. Not as a verb but as an adjective. Happy + Frightened = Churned."
--The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold

Some lovely words to begin with.

It was an exciting week -- I started at First and Shaw on Monday. So far, it's been great. All of my partners are ready for a change and am glad I'm there (thank goodness). My ASM, Dustin, is my biggest cheerleader -- ready to support me and learn. There's a lot to work on, both on the floor and in the business, but it's a challenge that, after three days of work, I know I'm ready for. I didn't sleep well Sunday night because I was a bundle of nerves, but those nerves are (mostly) gone. They've been replaced by boxing gloves because I'm ready to fight to make First and Shaw the best store in Fresno! (But not overnight, so if you come visit, be kind. Honest, but kind. :)

Balloons from Mom and Dad (aw, thanks!):

Last Friday, my parents came up to put together the (goshdarn) bookshelves before we went to the Faculty Guitar concert at Fresno State. By the time the shelves were together, I was exhausted (not that I really helped, but I had opened that morning). Mom and Dad offered to go home, but I felt awful that they'd driven an hour in rush hour traffic just to drill shelves so we decided to go to Costco for pizza then watch a movie. Have you seen The Pursuit of Happyness? Do yourself a favor and rent it this weekend. Better yet, buy it. It's a movie you should own and watch when you need a laugh or inspiration.

Saturday was my last day at Peach and McKinley; I opened then planned to go to the Sax Festival in hopes of seeing Pat play. It was not meant to be because I got a flat tire on my way to the bank! Thank goodness I had my spare and a jack and many kudos to Carly for sharing her wrench! After work, we wrenched the heck out of that tire and got it changed all by ourselves. Carly rocks. I took the long way home and planned to get the tire looked at that afternoon but ended up falling asleep on the couch with a kitty on my lap. That takes precedence over a little ol' tire ....

Sunday brought church at University Vineyard, where I saw Meredith from school. The service was nice -- an hour of worship led by their fantastic youth praise band. The sermon was about being a living sacrifice. I found it a little scattered but inspiring. Instead of following Sunday tradition (newspaper at Starbucks), I drove to America's Tire Co. -- they were closed! When I looked online for another tire place, they were all closed! People need tires on Sundays, too, people! Finally had it fixed on Monday morning because ATC is down the street from my store. And because they were able to fix the flat, it was free! America's Tire Co. on Shaw and Fresno -- this is a plug: go there!

Almost all of my Christmas shopping is done, praise be to God. I spent quite a bit of Tuesday online shopping, only a couple of people left. Money is tight, but more importantly, I want to give gifts that I hope my family and friends will enjoy, not something just to wrap and give away. It took a while to get inspired. Hope your holiday season is going well. Remember, be friendly to your neighborhood barista. She might have had a long day.

Good Things:

Sleep.
The internet for shopping and communicating and learning, oh my!
Being appreciated.
Starbucks commercials! (I just saw my first. Have you bought your Christmas Blend yet? Come to my store!)
Wonderful Fresno State jazz concert.
Christmas lights.
An awesome last episode of Heroes.
The possibility of rain. I refuse to let it get me down. Remember, Erica, you've always liked rain.
Sunshine.
"Take heart!"

It's been one week.

2007-11-28T01:03:00.000-05:00

And what a week! I've celebrated a few times having several wonderful days in a row, but this weekend, I realized that I'm not having many series of good days in a row; I'm having a good life. Everything is falling into place. When you prioritize correctly, it all works out. Amazing how that happens!

The Good Things:

Wednesday, coffee with Tracy was great. We had an awesome conversation, but I realized very quickly that this was an informal interview, and I was so nervous! Thank goodness that didn't shine through; Tracy actually commented that I appeared very relaxed and composed. We sat on the patio, enjoyed a beautiful day, saw several of my former regulars, and even a guy that I went to elementary school with!
After closing Wednesday night, I got up early to do chores and shower before heading home on Thanksgiving morning. Home was relaxing. My grandparents (all 3) came over, and my brother was home. We watched football, visited, and enjoyed great food. Oh yeah, and I ate olives off my fingers for my sister.

I had to head back to Fresno Thursday because I opened on Friday. Work was quite slow; we did a lot of extra cleaning. Around 9a, Autumn (my district manager) called to say she would be by later that morning. Linda and I immediately did two things: a) cleaned like crazy; and b) started speculating about me leaving. Autumn finally around around noon, and we had the chance to sit down just before I was off. Drum roll, please -- she offered me a store manager position!!! At the time, she couldn't tell me much about the store, but since then, I've learned that, as of Monday, December 3, I will take over the Starbucks at First and Shaw as Store Manager. I don't think I could be more excited (and nervous, but mostly excited). There are challenges in every opportunity, especially starting in the middle of Holiday, but I'm confident that it is going to be good. So come by and visit!
Friday night, Jess and I went to dinner at BJ's (fabulous cobb salad for me, delicious-looking burger for her) and then to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra concert. Let me just say, if you ever have the chance to go to a TO concert, do it! It was amazing, incredible, ridiculous, and wonderful. I had a blast. There was a mild debacle with my camera, but the second time around was fine, and afterward, we had a guy outside take our picture. Two hot mamas!

Saturday morning, I went shopping then met Justin, the elementary school friend from Wednesday, for lunch at Chapala Grill. It's new since I was in Cleveland and is really good. We had a nice time catching up; I'd only seen him once since his high school graduation. Saturday night, I closed at work.
Sunday, I drove home to spend the day with my parents and friends, guiltily leaving Giada at home. We went to church, and Pastor Wayne gave a great message about being thankful, and I realized that, I'm not perfect, but I am living a life of gratitude. I love my life right now. Everything is falling into place. If someone had told me three months ago that I would be in the place that I am today, I probably wouldn't have believed it. Three months ago, I knew I would be fine, but I didn't know I would be happy and vibrant and socially active and thankful.

After church, I met Andrea and Jess for a relaxing lunch at Vallarta then went shopping again (still no perfect jeans, have to keep looking) and met my parents at the mall. When they headed on to Target, I went to the Lenzes and enjoyed catching up with Mrs. Lenz and Robin (thanks for having me over!). That evening, Dad and I watched the great Patriots/Eagles game, or rather, Dad watched the game, and I took a nap on the middle through the second and third quarters. Soon after that, it was time for bed.
Monday morning, I went to Dad's shop to say goodbye and drove back home for more chores and a lot of cuddling with the kitten to make up for leaving her alone. I think I'm going to get another cat to keep Giada company; it's just a matter of when. She needs a little brother or sister named Duff (if it's a girl, I'll just call her Duffy!). Then I went to work for a fun last close.
Which brings us to today, my day off. The planner was full of errands to run, and the day started with promise because I got a lot of chores done. But around noon, my energy waned, and I spent most of the afternoon with Giada on the couch. There will be plenty of time for errands the rest of the week, and after such a full schedule of events, I needed some downtime. Plus, I think it was good for me to stay home and spend some quality time with her after being gone so much.

Well, that was more of a weekly recap than I'd planned for it to be. If you didn't make it through the wordiness, in brief:

I had a great Thanksgiving! I got promoted! I saw Trans-Siberian Orchestra! I wasn't sad at all on my would-be five-year anniversary! I love my life, and I love God for giving it to me! Have a great week, y'all.

Thank you, Consequence.

2007-11-21T13:20:00.000-05:00

Two entries this week: This Thanksgiving post, and the previous Apartment Tour. Check it out!

You know how sometimes you just have a few great days in a row, and it restores you? I had one of those weekends. By Friday, I was pretty exhausted from closing, working at 8a, then opening in three days. I was supposed to go to dinner at Claim Jumper (would have satisfied my craving for a big, juicy burger) with some of my new partners at 8p, but around 5p, I suddenly felt like I'd been hit by a train. Thinking it could be the effects of my flu shot, I went to Target for Nyquil. To my surprise, I also found Grey's Anatomy Season 3 for only $30! So that was my night -- I passed out on my couch by 9p watching Grey's.

Saturday, I wake up mildly refreshed, took some Dayquil, and went to work at 8a. After work, Serena and I had coffee at her store, then I quickly went home to feed the cat and change. At 730p, I met Pat and Becca for ice cream at Riverpark. We had a great night of catching up, talking about the future and checking out their new Toyota Camry (gorgeous --I want one, and I don't even really like cars!).

Sunday brought a lazy morning, an amazing message at church, the newspaper and lunch at Starbucks, shopping at Target, and an afternoon of chores and Grey's. Then back to work on Monday; it's been a slow week. Today, I'm meeting the regional director, Tracy, for coffee, just informally for us to have face time before the many changes in Starbucks In Fresno's future. Here's to hoping I say all the right things!

I'm closing at work tonight so I won't head home to Exeter until tomorrow morning for an afternoon Thanksgiving dinner with my family. This weekend holds some exciting happenings -- TransSiberian Orchestra on Friday! Also, planning to make Sunday a busy day because it could be a difficult day, but being surrounded by loving friends and family will keep me whole.

Things I'm Thankful For:

God's amazing grace, peace, and love.
My family and friends.
That I am doing so well.
Lessons learned -- what I need and want from life; how to act in the longterm and big picture, even if it means I won't do what makes me happy in the short term; that my family and friends are unequivocally there for me; I am a strong, resilient, fabulous woman.
Giada.
Sunshine and mountains.

What are you thankful for?

The old apartment.

2007-11-21T12:12:00.001-05:00

There are two entries this week: this Apartment Tour and the next Thanksgiving one. Be sure to catch up on both!

It dawned on me last week, after posting adorable Giada pictures, that you haven't gotten a virtual tour of the Apartment o' Awesomeness. Let's take care of that, shall we?

Welcomed home by the cool braided doormat:

Living room:

Dining room, home of Hamlet and Giada's Captain's nest, and Giada playing peekaboo:

A kitchen that's bigger than a closet:

Bathroom and laundry facilities (!):

Bedroom shots (it looks messier than it is):

Walk-in in closet (!) and eventual reading nook:

Cute, isn't it?

Tryin' to fit the world inside a picture frame.

2007-11-14T12:08:00.001-05:00

Monday was my first day of work, and it went very well. We weren't busy thanks to Veterans Day Observed so my re-introduction to drive-thru wasn't painful. I think the store and I will match just fine.

Otherwise, it's been an uneventful week. Dinner with Ryan on Sunday evening was excellent. He drives a pimped out Dodge Neon (I think, a Dodge something) with racing seats that hug -- a little fresh, if you ask me. A seat should get a girl's phone number before we get that close, if you know what I'm saying. And I still think we should trade cars. :)

Jered brought the cabinet Monday evening, and it looks great next to the front door. I had yesterday off, and it was a pretty boring day. So in lieu of nothing to write about, Giada pictures!

Helping Mom set up the apartment:

See that tiny ledge? I know I should be able to fit on it! (But there's no way she will.)

Relaxing:

Checking out the neighborhood:

Playing with my chic cubes because I'm a hot kitty:

It's been one week.

2007-11-11T19:02:00.000-05:00

Hello, people, hope all is well with everyone. It's been a full week since the last blog. After our long drive across many states, Dad and I spent Saturday watching football. That's literally all we did. It was wonderful, even though Notre Dame lost to Navy. Next year, boys, there's always next year. And I will always love Charlie Weis.

The day before, I came up to see my apartment and sign the final paperwork. I'd been feeling blue and bittersweet until I actually saw the place. It's adorable, and I love it.

Sunday brought church in Exeter, a visit with my aunt and grandmother, writing at Starbucks, coffee with Jess, and a soup dinner fundraiser at church. The night was a lot of fun. There was also a silent dessert auction, and my dad won a dessert called Scrumptious: Better Than Sex. It was very tasty; I have no opinion on the subtitle!

Monday morning, I had a dental cleaning that went better than expected (short and sweet is how I like it) then met Dad at the shop to drop off some stuff still in my car. Tuesday, Giada and I headed up to Fresno for good. She did not enjoy the car ride; apparently, the drive from Kingsburg to Fowler is the most traumatic strip of highway ever.

As soon as I got here and unloaded the car, it was time to set to work. I filled kitchen cabinets, set out spices, put together furniture, organized the pantry that doesn't have room for food. I tried to put together the Target bookshelves but can't do it alone so Dad will have to come help sometime. For now, the books remained packed, and I don't like it. Having my books set up around me makes me feel better. Is that silly?

Also went Target shopping. Spent more money than I probably should have, but I got lots of cute, useful things for the apartment. It's starting to come together, and I think I'm going to like living here.

Wednesday morning was my first regular doctor's appointment in years, and it went very well. I got a prescription for Qvar for preventative asthma maintenance and learned that I am in apparently good health -- woo. It's been a while since I've been in apparent good health, and it can go to your head a little. But I've also lost 30 lbs in the past two and a half months, which does good things for your body.

After the appointment, I went grocery shopping then went home to put away the food and organized my closet. For those who know my lack of affinity for hanging up clothes, it was no small feat. But it's lovely now, a walk-in closet that's useful and put-together and color-coordinated.

That afternoon, Mom was in Fresno for an appointment so we met to shop at Nordstrom Rack. At 7p, I headed to Macaroni Grill for an absolutely wonderful dinner with Jered. We hung out for a while, walking to Borders then Starbucks. It's really good to be back among people who know and care about me. There were so few of those people in Cleveland. It bites that he's moving soon, but at least LA isn't too far away.

Thursday morning was the first time I went running since before the move. My lungs were ready to burst at the end of ten minutes, but it felt great to move again. In the afternoon, I met with a graduate studies adviser at Fresno State to get information about graduate school. I don't know what I want to study or where I want to go or what future career it will help me with; that's why I needed the information.

What I do know is that, for the first time in my life, I actually believe I can do anything I want to do. I want to go to grad school. I want to prove to myself that I can do it. I want to enroll in a university, give it my all, and have it be good enough for me. Because I wanted it before, but most of me figured I would barely make it through like the first time, and I think the person whose opinion mattered most to me didn't believe I would do it. But I will. And if I don't, it won't be because I can't.

Friday, the cable guys came for TV and internet, then I went to lunch with Serena, Bill, and Autumn (Starbucks people) in Tower. Lovely to see them all. Serena and I had coffee at Friant and Fort Washington later, and we talked, and it was good to have a friend. Aren't friends the best?

Yesterday, a friend from the dorms a long time ago, Chris, was in town so we drove up to Yosemite and hiked to Glacier Point. It was a bit chilly, but the view and the peace were worth it. Took pictures, of course; here are some of my favorites:

Once back down in the Valley, we had dinner at In 'n Out and watched True Lies here at the apartment. I'd never seen it, and it's a really funny movie. Go, Governator!

Which brings us to today. I attended the 930a and 11a services at Northwest Church this morning (think I will start going to the 11a one if I don't work Sundays) then got coffee and the paper at Starbucks Blackstone and Barstow, where I saw a couple of girls I worked with at Shields and 41. Back home, I ate lunch, cleaned up, and watched Grey's Anatomy on DVD until Jered came for boxes. Now, I'm going to post this, read the paper, and wait for another friend from the dorms to come into town for dinner tonight. It will be great to see him.

I start work tomorrow, wish me luck. Looking forward to a drive-thru again. I enjoy it. Wednesday updates will commence next week.

In the down time, it was a touch of a lonely week. But there wasn't much down time, and I am not alone. Isn't it nice to know that you are not alone.

Road to California, part three.

2007-11-03T16:26:00.001-04:00

Did you start with Part One? If not, go here! Then on to Day Two! Then you'll be ready for Part Three. :)

Day Three: I'm going home.

Thursday morning, Dad and I left Grand Junction at 630a. A couple of hours down the road, we ate a breakfast of champions at McDonald's (parfait and nuggets for me), and if I never eat at McDonald's again in my life, I will be a happy woman. In fact, I ate enough fast food over those three days to last me a grease quota of at least five years. Ugh ugh ugh.

Day three felt the longest because the closer we were to home, the more we still weren't there. Utah's desert isn't my favorite type of terrain, but it was golden and pretty in the light of sunrise:

St. George was a welcome surprise (houses instead of brush), and the road to Las Vegas was uneventful. Vegas itself was another story. We pulled into a gas station and got stuck in the semi-truck part of the station because the parking lot didn't connect to the front. After managing to fit through a driveway going the wrong way, we pulled up the regular diesel pump, and it wouldn't read the card. Dad took the card in while I went the washroom and when I came out, he was in the truck ready to go to another station. Apparently the cashier had to reset the pump three times and it still wouldn't work. We do need more than thirteen cents worth of gas .... So we pulled into a station across the street and thought that the ten-cent price difference in diesel must be a good sign.

We were wrong. The card reader also didn't work, so I went in and paid for $100 worth of gas. Went outside, Dad said the pump wasn't reset. Went inside and had to wait in line; by the time I got to the counter, I looked like an idiot when I said it wouldn't work and the cashier told me we'd pumped $17 worth so far. Went back outside, Dad only used $50, went inside for a credit and had to wait in line again. When I finally got back in the truck, Dad was waiting and had apparently almost gotten in a fight with some idiot who cussed him out for using the pump the other guy wanted to use. We got the hell out of Dodge as quickly as possible. And to think that I could have moved there in a few years -- too hot, too ugly, and no freaking way. Vegas, I bite my thumb at you!

The rest of the drive home was uneventful, save for the fog as we drove into the hills before Tehachapi. We thought it must be smoke from a fire because it was so thick, but the whole Valley was blanketed with fog.

Finally, just before 8p on Thursday, November 1, we pulled up to my parents' house in Exeter. It was a bittersweet moment, being so tired and all, but god, did it feel good to get out of the truck and know I didn't have to get back in any time soon. In the next hour and a half, I watched Survivor with my mom, checked email, did laundry, talked to Rachel, and crashed into bed.

Highlights from Day Three:

Things I learned from my dad -- Any hotel that doesn't provide an alarm clock is chintzy. Classic rock stations are always The Fox, The Eagle, or The Hawk. The Beastie Boys are tolerable for ten seconds longer than Earth, Wind, and Fire or Sublime.
In some states, UPS and FedEx trucks pull three trailers! It's pretty freaky-looking but very cool.

It feels good to be home.

Because even if your life is too unsettled for any place to feel like home, home is still where your heart is.

Road to California, part two.

2007-11-03T16:01:00.000-04:00

Did you start with Day One? If not, start here!

Day Two: Rocky mountain high.

Wednesday morning, we awoke in the truck around 430, drove for an hour, slept again, and started up for good at 7a. Doesn't make for an attractive Erica:

Breakfast was Burger King at a rest stop that made me sleepy so most of my morning was spent in dreamland. We passed through the remainder of Iowa into Nebraska (which looks like Ohindillinowa, but with less trees :) and into Colorado. Colorado is beautiful. The first part is high desert (eh) but the west of Denver took my breath away. Mountains inspire awe in me; I feel more centered near mountains. I knew that about my mountains (the Sierra Nevadas of home) but, no, it's true of all mountains. So someday, I think I should like to live near a beach and mountains.

Also, if one has to live in snow, one should live where the view makes living in snow worth it. Like this:

Dad and I stopped for dinner and fuel at a Qdoba in Glenwood Springs then continued through Glenwood Canyon -- beautiful even in the shadows of dusk. I've driven the road from Denver before, but this time I remembered more of the scenery. We did see Vail in the daylight -- I can see why it's so sought-after. (And I hear the skiing is good, too.)

Wednesday night was spent in a real building (showers and beds and electricity, oh my!) -- the cheapest Motel 6 in Grand Junction (the room was already cheap and Dad got a senior discount because the early-twenties-something receptionist considers 50 old). Oh, it felt amazing to be fresh and dressed in clean clothes. When we left Thursday morning, I felt like a new woman, even if I looked more like a drugged one:

Random highlight of Day Two: Grundy County! For any lover of John Michael Montgomery, there is an actual Grundy County of "The Grundy County Auction" fame. :)

Reading on ... Day Three!

Road to California, part one.

2007-11-03T15:13:00.000-04:00

We've made it back to California! And now for highlights with pictures.

Day Zero: It's a big ol' truck.

Dad and I loaded the truck on Monday. It only took seven hours ....

Still, nothing was getting in there. For dinner, we walked to Shaker Square and had pizza at Captain Tony's, which was really good. I wish I'd eaten there more often instead of Papa John's (though Captain Tony's would have been too expensive before). Later, Erin came over and took lots of my unwanteds home so that I didn't have as much to feel bad about throwing away -- thanks, Erin!

Day One: Land-locked and alone, she hangs up the phone.

Tuesday morning, I got up, disconnected all of the cable, and returned the box, etc. to Severance. Note to Clevelanders: The Severance Time Warner Cable building is across the road from the IHOP, not somewhere in the actual shopping center. Good to know .... Learned that I get a $52 credit, yay.

Back at the apartment, Dad and I crammed the rest of my earthly possessions into my car -- no small feat. While Dad hooked the car dolly to the truck, I met Jeff upstairs for a three-minute "walk-through." There will be a $50 charge for not cleaning the oven (never even crossed my mind; I hadn't used the oven for at least six weeks) but I should get the rest of my deposit back -- woo. Now if they'll only rent the apartment quickly; paying for rent in California and half of rent in Ohio is not my idea of a good time.

Apartment before and after:

As soon as the walk-through was done, we hit the road (1230p). There might have been a set of teary eyes in the passenger seat as we drove past downtown; it was a bittersweet moment of everything that the past ten months have held. Will I see Cleveland again? Only time will tell.

Downtown Cleveland:

Giada wasn't thrilled about the first leg of the journey, but she settled in quickly once she had the chance to sniff around the truck. Dad and I were both amazed at how well she traveled, not that I ever want to do it again!

Giada at the beginning, middle, and end stages of relaxation:

Highlights of Day One on the Road to California:

Ohio to Iowa looks exactly the same: corn fields and orange trees. It's pretty for a couple of hours, but even four states of rolling countryside gets boring.
There is a town in Illinois or Indiana called Chesterton. I guess "-fieldville" wouldn't fit on the sign!
A billboard in Iowa advertises "Bob's Your Uncle" Pizza Cafe! If you've ever seen the best infomercial ever, you know why this was so cool.

Dad drove until 1a, with a couple hours break when I took the wheel, then we pulled over and spent a few hours at Motel du Truck. Not exactly recommended -- the truck got cold, my seat wouldn't recline because the backseat was so full, and Giada wouldn't stay in her carrier. Still, much cheaper than a hotel room.

Next entry = Day two!

Homeward bound.

2007-10-28T15:46:00.000-04:00

It's early for a new post, but my cable will be turned off on Tuesday, and I won't have much free time before then.

Dad is on his way, should be somewhere around Toledo right now. We're going to Tommy's for dinner (I think anyone who visits Cleveland should experience Tommy's at least once), and I'll enjoy my favorite TLT one more time.

Yesterday was my last day at work. We had a store meeting, and those crazy kids surprised me with a card, a cake, and lots of hugs. Threw not crying right out the window! Last night, I went to dinner with a couple of my partners and a friends. Steak from Outback, mmm. Plus, my first ever alcoholic beverage. Now that that's under my belt, I'm not such a freak. :)

The message in church this morning was something I needed to hear. Stephanie spoke about what love looks like, based on 2 Samuel 12:11-24. For a lot of us, the definition of love is getting what we want. If God really loved me, He would give me what I want. Or wouldn't do that. But we cannot decide the attributes of God based on the state of the world or on what we can fathom about Him. Instead, God is love. He loves in spite of. He loves over all. He enacts consequence, and He loves. I think I find the "and" the most significant but the most difficult part to understand. Love isn't getting what you want; it is getting what God wants, understood or not.

I have more laundry to finish, and need to pack clothes for the trip, and have trash to take care of. But for a moment, sitting here, thinking "aloud" to friends, and enjoying the view of a breathtakingly blue sky takes precedence. I think I will try to plan an International Eastern Tour of Awesomeness for next summer. Two weeks, if possible, of a trip split between Toronto (to see Emily and Dan), New York City (to see Ginger), and Cleveland (to see various peeps). The Cleveland stop will be optional, but it would be a shame to be so close and not take the chance to visit Erin, and work people, and my church family. This is usually the sort of thing I say will depend on finances, but finances shminances. There will never be enough money for everything I want to do; that's no reason to stop! Exciting to have travel plans!

To promote interaction, maybe I'll start asking a question at the end of blogs. So, this week: What are you reading, and why? What do you think of it? All answers appreciated! Remember, you don't have to have an account; just sign your name like an email. :)

And that's that. Barring any complications, the next time you hear from me, I'll be living in the 559. Feel free to call and say hello as we make our way to California (email me if you need my number), and please pray for safe travels! Cheerio.

Goodbye, Cleveland.

I feel like walking the world.

2007-10-24T19:47:00.000-04:00

Ack, people, only one more week in Cleveland! I can't believe the past nine weeks have passed by so quickly. I guess time flies when you're growing like the proverbial weed, even on the inside.

Last week, work was a lot of fun. This week, it's slightly crazier -- making sure the store is ready to lose its "manager," saying goodbye to partners and customers, and getting my Starbucks fix before two weeks of vacation. Not that it will be much of a vacation. Driving across the country in three days with a kitty in the car isn't my ideal road trip -- wish us luck!

Tonight, I went to dinner with Erin at Yours Truly and had the yummiest Hawaiian omelet. Eggs, ham, pineapple, and swiss cheese -- I really need to learn to cook more food. That's another goal for the next year: Learn to cook lots of new foods. I can handle pasta and frittata and anything baking-wise, but I don't have much practice beyond that. To achieve this goal, I would like to cook a meal for myself at least three times a week and hold some sort of dinner gathering at least once a quarter (every three months; every month might be lofty). I want to find the joy in cooking; right now, it's a more of a chore than a pleasure. Feel free to share any fabulous recipes!

The leaves are finally changing colors! There was a beautiful fiery orange tree across the street from church of Sunday, and it brightened my heart. It rained all day yesterday, but today the sky was blue-gray with clouds that moved like the ocean. When Erin and I left Yours Truly, the pink sunset was peeking through steely clouds. I will miss sights like that.

What I will miss about Ohio:

Skies that are always beautiful and never smoggy.
Greenery in July.
Brick.
Clouds that fly through the sky. I've never seen clouds move so quickly.
First Baptist Church of Cleveland.

But still so ready to come home.

And almost everything is ready for me to leave. The last piece of the puzzle is someone to sublet the apartment. There was someone lined up until he mysteriously dropped off the face of the earth. Guess he didn't want to leave Florida after all. So please keep that situation in your prayers. I'm trusting God to take care of it, and I know He has a plan. I just wish I knew what it was! Other requests and praises:

My parents are on the road toward Anderson. Please pray that they have safe travels, enjoy their time with Abbey, and Mom has a safe flight home.
Giada's experiences with riding in the car have been, let's say, varied. One day, she's fine; the next, she's meowing like I'm poking her with a sharp stick. Please pray that she will be calm and quiet through three days in the car!
The church I've been to over the past two months is amazing. The people have been welcoming and so loving. Last week, I shared my experience and said thank you during the congregation's time of sharing and was so blessed by the many people who came up afterward to introduce themselves, wish me luck, and thank me for sharing. Thank God for such a wonderful place committed to His glory and spreading His love.

Giada is tearing around the apartment so I'd better go give her some loving. The next time you hear from me will probably be early next week before my internet is turned off. Hope everyone is doing well and actually reading this. :)

Love!

Beautiful fall colors from this year:

Color me blind.

2007-10-17T21:02:00.000-04:00

Hello, everyone. Hope you're all doing well.

Life has been emotional and wonderful in the past week. Some personal things happened that have released me from any hold Cleveland might have had on me. It's liberating to have no bonds left holding me back from being ready to leave. My time in Cleveland was short, sometimes sweet, sometimes not, and very educational. I've learned more about myself in the past two months than ever before in my life. I've learned to love myself. And I'm excited for this new chapter -- working at Starbucks in Fresno again, being part of a church family, reconnecting with friends, meeting new people, having lots of adventures. And sharing them with all of you.

Okay, enough of the mushy stuff! Work thusfar this week has been a lot of fun. I'm going to miss my coworkers more than I could have imagined. They are wonderful people who have supported me through the sudden jump to manager as well as through the personal trials.

The leaves are finally changing colors. Trees are on fire in my backyard, and it's amazing. I was afraid that a late fall would mean no neon foliage for me, but I'm still glad to be leaving more. Just say no to living in snow!

The timer for my laundry just went off so I need to run downstairs. This time next week, I'll be cleaning. This time in two weeks, I'll be driving somewhere around Texas. This time in three weeks, I'll be able to do laundry in my own apartment in the state I love the most. Goodnight!

Beautiful fall colors from last year:

Back to the place where I belong.

2007-10-13T21:19:00.000-04:00

Look, a public blog! In three weeks, I'll be living in California again and need a good way to stay in touch with friends and family, right? Here, I'll be able to keep everyone updated on life in Fresno, share pictures of how cute Giada is, and muse about whatever comes to mind that I feel like sharing. I'm excited; hopefully you will be, too.

For starters, yes, I'm moving home! As much as I just looove Cleveland's forty degree autumn (I kid), I'm looking forward to a comparatively mild winter and central heat. Also, how fabulous to be home for Starbucks holiday, the craziest and best time of year. Mostly, I'm grateful to be near family and friends again because I miss everyone. It's lonely in Cleveland. It was before and after the breakup. Now it's time to come home and start the life I'm meant to lead for the rest of my life. The past two months have been a time of incredible challenge and pain but also amazing personal growth that I wouldn't trade for anything. I'm a better person for it all.

Enough with the mushy stuff. Get ready, California, I'm a-comin'! :)

And because I promised: