BE PREPARED FOR THE AWESOMENESS. I’m working with Kickstart Media to do an unbelievably cool blog upgrade that includes a breathtaking new design and a looooong-awaited switch to Word Press. I guess it’s possible that nobody cares even slightly as much as I do about all of this, so perhaps I should say, BE PREPARED FOR ME TO TALK ABOUT THE AWESOMENESS. Assuming nothing goes horribly awry (and, really, what could possibly go wrong with migrating a blog with a custom domain, 1, 000 posts and 23, 000 comments to a different platform on a new server?) it will be up sometime next week.
A big thanks to my friend Hallie for hosting 7 Quick Takes last week. I was in Raleigh for a family emergency, so it was nice to know you all were in good hands. Because of all the travel I was offline pretty much the whole week. Did I miss anything?
I’ve mentioned before that I don’t like to fly. In particular, I am not a fan of turbulence. As my plane was bounced around on its descent to Raleigh last week, it occurred to me that I have a new item for my Lost Bet Ideas list. (Do other people do this? Keep lists with their spouses enumerating the most torturous things they could sign up to do if they ever lost a bet? No? Anyway…) If I am ever ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that I am right on some issue and want to throw down with a bet-to-end-all-bets, I will dramatically announce that, on the minuscule chance that I should be incorrect, I will go on a flight on a Hurricane Hunter, one of the planes that flies into the center of hurricanes. I’m not sure if there is any activity with a higher “Not For Me” factor in all the universe.
I came across an article where a journalist when out in one of these planes that flew intto the eye of Hurricane Gustav. For a while my career plan was to be a journalist, so my mind immediately flashed to an image of me working at a newspaper in Florida, and my boss coming in and giving me my assignments: “Interview the new police chief, go to the City Hall meeting, and, oh yeah, fly into the center of a Category 4 hurricane.”
Actually, that would never happen, because the resulting article would read like:
Orlando, Fla. — Journalist Jennifer Fulwiler went out on the Hurricane Hunter this weekend to get an insider look at the practice of gathering data about hurricanes via airplane. She reports, “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! SOMEBODY KILL ME!!!!! I JUST CHUGGED MY SECOND FLASK AND THIS STILL SUCKS!!! I JUST THREW UP ON THE PILOT!!!! AAHHHHH!”
I’m excited to announce that I’ll be flying out to Renewal Ministries‘ studios in September to be on their show The Choices We Face with Ralph Martin and Peter Herbeck. I’ve been a fan of that show for a long time, and love the work that Martin and Herbeck are doing, so I’m honored to be a guest. Air travel aside, I’m really looking forward to it. It won’t air for a few months, but I’ll update whenever it’s going to be broadcast.
This is so lame, but the upcoming show taping has caused a sort of Clash of the Titans over here as Vanity and Sloth battle it out in my head. On the one hand, I’d like to lose a few pounds if I’m going to be on international television. (And no, this ain’t the Saint Diet. This is the Me Wanting to Lose Weight so that I Can Wear Cute Clothes on TV Diet.) On the other hand, I keep backsliding and re-gaining any weight I lose. I’d love to say that it’s because I’m at a level of spiritual maturity where I am fully detached from concerns about my physical appearance, but it’s more that I don’t like to move and I do like to consume large plates of food.
This situation has been a good opportunity, however, to work on the sin of pride, specifically as I recall the proclamations I used to make when I was about 22 that neither age nor childbearing has any impact on a woman’s ability to lose weight. I wish I could go back in time and slap my 22-year-old self upside the head with my scale.
This is “back to school” weekend for us, though it’s a little complicated since we haven’t nailed down exactly what “school” is going to look like this year. At least no one can accuse us of rushing into things.
I’ve come to realize that it might take us a couple years to find the right educational model for our family. We seem to be misfits of sorts: we can’t afford private/parochial school, public school isn’t a good fit for us, but the classic homeschooling model isn’t quite what we’re looking for either (though it’s probably closest). Lisa of Cheerfully Chaotic has started a homeschooling discernment series where parents who are/were similarly on the fence will share their experiences. I’ll be reading with interest (and may beg her to let me do a guest post so that I can collect all my scattered thoughts on the subject).
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