I have started a blog. I have weebled and wobbled about starting a blog(but haven’t fallen down). I read in a magazine somewhere that Blogs are the new sexy and diaries have been dropped like the VHS. So, here I am with my Mac in hand wanting to be a part of this seductive trend. I just wish someone had told me I had to actually write something.
I always seem to get writers block the second I sit down to write. Does that ever happen to you? All day long the only thing you can think of doing is journaling (or now blogging) and you prepare your day so you can. Your day is filled with ah-ha moments and you think of amazing things to write about. Your friends say something funny and you think “gah, must remember that for my blog tonight.” You clear your evening of plans and put in a movie that you have seen a 108 times for background noise. Sit down with laptop on lap and a libation to the right, take a deep breath and then…. nothing. How can this be? You missed scrabble night with the girls to blog. You pain stakingly type, letter by letter, a few sentences here and there, but instantly delete them because you know your own mother wouldn’t even want to read it. So you end up taking “a break” put the laptop to the side and watch Dodgeball for the 109th time. Wake up just in time to see the credits end, close you laptop and go to bed. This has never happened to me, I am just speaking hypothetically.
Moving on, let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Jessica Spencer. Hi, it’s nice to finally meet you. I was born April 18th, 1984. I work at Seattle Children’s Hopsital during the day and then as a part time dj at Seattle night clubs. Ok, so maybe that last part isn’t true, but wouldn’t that be fun? Anyways, I love to spend most of my time with my family or friends. I stress most of the time. Sometimes I need a morning like this to just breath and listen to nothing except the sound of my fingers lightly pressing on the keys.
I usually go home every weekend to see my parents Ted and Dawn. I know what you’re thinking. Every weekend? Wow Jessica, that’s pretty intense. Well, I started doing this a couple of years ago when my mom got sick and have been doing it ever since. I know I won’t be able to do it forever, so for now I will do it as much as I can. When I am with my parents we usually go out to eat, I help pick up some things around the house and then we watch a movie. My mom and I will usually go for a drive and just talk about the goings on in our lives. These are my favorite. My mom is lovely, but I will save details on her for another blog. We usually come back from our drive to find my dad in the kitchen making pasta. It’s always pasta. He went through a salsa phase for a while, but now it’s back to pasta. I usually try to take a few moments outside and smell the Sumner air. I am big on smells. I try to take a mental picture of how my parents look, the look of my house and Corky, the dog, my parents fifth child. I know it sounds a bit morbid, but you never know when it will be your last time seeing something or someone, so you might as well have the most recent photo of them in your head, right?
When Saturday evening or Sunday morning rolls around, I say goodbye to Ted, Dawn and Corky and head back up to Seattle. Oh, I live in Seattle, I don’t know if I have mentioned that. When I am in Seattle, I am with friends. I cherish my friends. On Tuesday nights I have small group and usually try to hang out with Jackie and Alana at some point during the week. I go to church on Sunday and volunteer at the Blue Sky Bookstore. Don’t look, if you aren’t going to buy anything. I usually heckle customers and try to get them to buy bookmarks for five dollars, even though they are usually free. Surprisingly, I haven’t made that many sales.
I try and spend time with God, but not as much as I should. But then again, if I spent every waking moment with God, it still wouldn’t be enough. I am sure God will make His way in every blog just like He does in my life. As much as I joke, God is my foundation. Each day He and I talk, and I continue to try and listen to what He has to tell me. 99% of the time I fail, and there is a disconnect on my part, but that 1% where I actually follow through and listen is pretty phenomenal.
I hope you found this blog sexy and to your liking. Well now you know everything about me. Or do you? No, there is more I promise, so stay tuned. I think I will start a segmant on my family. Yes, I think that’s exactly what I’ll do.
To be continued…