Le Sigh.

Okay, so I know. I didn’t post yesterday… in my defense,  I have none. Last night I had dinner with Melissa at Din Tai Fung and then came home and took out the garbage, which let me tell you is no easy task when the lip of the garbage can is taller than you. After that, I don’t remember what happened. I think I melted into the couch and then watched Up with Rachel… oh yeah, and I did laundry! Nope, that was the night before…  

(…some time later…) After confirming with Rachel, this is what actually happened. After work, I had an after work meeting, then dinner with Melissa, QFC trip, Up with Rachel and then I made my super healthy breakfast and lunch I ate today. So there you go. Today some pretty remarkable things happened… well potentially remarkable. I worry if I tell you then it won’t come true… call me old fashioned… or delusional. But don’t worry, I won’t forget. Just remember this code… Bill Gates is making the frittata. 

This will all make sense in one week. Hopefully, I’m still blogging by then 😉

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Deeeelish!

Deeeelish!

Due to my wireless being down (Comcast, if you’re reading this, you’re on thin ice, my friend) I present to you a picture of a meal I ate a couple of weeks ago. Hands down best grilled cheese I’ve ever had and wouldn’t you know it, made by yours truly… Under the direction of my roomie and close pal Rachel Loo. More on her later.

Well, I am a lot of things, and one thing I most definitely am is consistent… Even from my sweet little iPhone. Goodnight friends.

Also, my blog tells me that I had zero readers today. Mom, did I do something to upset you?

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January 8, 2013 · 6:30 am

Three Amigos

Okay, so in honor of my third day of blogging (mind you at 10:42… I’m not blaming you for the late hour… but seriously) I am going to give you three books. One I’ve read in the past, the one I’m currently reading and the book I plan on reading after this.

1.) I have read Big Stone Gap by Adriana Trigiani, which is probably in my top five favorite books. I don’t think it has any sort of literary honors, but it’s a feel good read. I feel a kinship with the main character Ave Maria and for some reason I am certain when they make this book into a movie, which is inevitable, Harry Connick Jr will be playing the love interest… you heard it here first.

2.) I am reading The Paris Wife, recommended to me by Heather who I trust knows my taste… and yet she recommended this book to me anyways. This book is on the first wife of Ernest Hemingway and their roller coaster marraige. I have never knowingly read a book where I know it will end in a way that might break my heart… but I guess this is just a part of growing up and the writing is good.

3.) After TPW, (or if I’m feeling especially voracious, I just might read them both at the same time) I plan on reading The Hobbit by your pal and mine (okay, fine… he’s my pal by association) J.R.R. Tolkien. I don’t know why it’s taken me so long to read one of his books. Reading Science-Fantasy-esque type novels are the only way for me to completely not be terrified of the genre in its entirety. It could be because I made the mistake of watching LOTR before reading the books and the images of uruk hai coming up from the ground have been irreversibly burned into my memory. I’d like to think when I conjure up mythical creatures, they are a lot friendlier than Peter Jackson’s.

So… there you go. Day 3 complete with 58 minutes to spare. Boo to the ya.

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Ting Ting Two’s Day

Bet you thought I wouldn’t show. To be honest, I thought the same thing. I don’t know if it’s this new year’s resolution mumbo jumbo or the image of my best friend Heather giving me the classic look that says of Jess… really? You made it one day? Either way, here I am… to your surprise and mine.

Well, today my writers block has been temporarily unblocked due to the fact that I just got home from Emily and Sundar’s wedding. Emily and Sundar are in my small group and are my dear, deer friends. (Emily, when you read this some day… I hope that made you smile :)) Okay, well… Emily more than Sundar. Emily was I think officially one of the first Blue Sky people I met on the fourth of July, 2007 at Sam & Kris’s house. Now I could do one of my classic blogs that goes on and on, bullet point after bullet point, but I won’t for two reasons:

– I want to try something new.

– I’m  hungry.

Just know this… Emily is the kind of friend everyone wants to have. That friend that let’s you be completely idiotic, selfish and goofy all at once. The kind of friend who you actually want to know what’s going on in her life and when she shares things, they are meaningful. Em, I love you and I love Sundar because he is now a part of you. And Sundar, you’re okay on your own I guess too. The wedding was just as it should have been. Full of joy and ting ting. For those of you less glitter-minded folk, the best way I can describe ting ting are sparkly curly glittery sticks. You find them in Christmas Trees and Center Pieces.  They are appropriate for any occasion… not only are they appropriate, but they are a highlight. Plus, to Amelia’s and my great delight, ting happens to rhyme with a lot… bling, ring, sing, ding, ming, bing, king … I mean, I could go on. So before I lose you as I have already lost my roomie Rachel in reading this aloud to her…. just remember three things from this post.

– Emily and Sundar are lovely.

– If ya got the ting ting, it’s yo bling bling so give a ring ring cause it makes you sing sing.

– See you tomorrow.

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Challenge Accepted

Hi… it’s me again. Longest blog drought ever, right? Well, I have decided I’m going to start writing again. I vow to write for seven days in a row. I make no promises of quality or quantity, but I promise existence. So here we go. Day one…

Hmm…

Well, I ate this really good–…

This one time when I was youn—

… poop.

These writing cobwebs might be harder to clear out than I thought. Okay, let me try something else. I shall now write for 60 seconds straight without taking my fingers off the keyboard. Ready, set, check my flow.

The other day I made these really, really good potato skins I found on pinterest which is my new webdiction… that’s web addiction, I just made that a thing. So anywho, these potato skins, super yummy. Ugh, I hate it when people use the word yummy. It’s just so…. So vague… back to the skins. All you do is cut a potato length-wise and then take a 9×13 pan and melt butter and sprinkle parm cheese and then place the potatoes face down in the dish and then you bake the _____ out of them. I served mine with a chive and sour cream dip and if I do say so myself, they were pretty incredible.

Okay, so technically that was 2 minutes and 38 seconds. Sorry about the ___…

Welp, day one, complete. Ya ya!

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Crouching Tiger Hidden Snow Leopard

On April 18th, I received one of the most generous birthday gifts… of all time. Fred, Renee, Michael, David and Julie all pitched in a got me an iPod touch. I couldn’t wait to take it home and load all of my music on it and do all the things you’re supposed to do on an iPod… play Angry Birds, melodramatically vageubook about life, and download a fist pumping workout mix. I got home and discovered that my new fandangled contraption was not compatible with Gatsby. Oh I’m sorry, I’m not sure if you remember Gatsby. You may recall him from an earlier post. Gatsby is my Mac and we have been a duo since fall of 2006.  I was told that I just needed to upgrade my operating system to Snow Leopard, then I could upgrade my iTunes and then I’d be ready to rock and roll. And so it began…

I promptly went to the Apple Store and purchased Snow Leopard for $30. I was having trouble downloading, so I called my Mac pundit pal Sangwa for help. Unfortunately, over the phone nothing could be done, so I then dropped Gatsby off for a visit to my other Mac guru Jimmy and Gatsby stayed at his house for the weekend. When Gatsby returned, I was deeply saddened to learn that he didn’t have enough ram to download Snow Leopard so I would need to buy more ram. This option seemed a bit silly because as much as I love Gatsby, his age seemed to multiply with each passing day, and so I figured I would just forgo the Snow Leopard and buy a new computer in the near future. I mean, he could do everything else…The thought of buying a new computer stressed me out as I’m trying to get out of debt and buying a laptop didn’t seem at all productive toward that goal. But I knew God wanted me to wait, so I waited. Weeks turned into months and problem after problem arose. When something went right with Gatsby, an opposite reaction would occur shortly after. Well, when I wasn’t able to watch Jamie Oliver on Netflix, that’s when I had enough. I quickly went on Craigslist and put Gatsby up for sale. Nobody comes between me and my rosemary roasted chicken recipe.

Gatsby sparked a lot of interest so I knew there was just one thing left to do. Wipe him out. I found an interested buyer named Ernesto and told him I would meet him after I went to the Apple Store to get his memory erased. While I stood in the Apple Store, waiting for his memory to erase, nostalgia turned into regret and all of a sudden, I had made a huge mistake. What was I thinking selling Gatsby? Nothing good ever came out of acting on one of my fits. When the Apple guy came back with Gatsby he said “well, your Mac is all cleaned out.” It was finished.

On my way out, the Apple guy said, “Oh and you had a really old operating system on your computer.” Duh. “So I went ahead and upgraded you to Snow Leopard.” … In complete  and dumb shock, I just said thank you and left. He did the impossible. It was this Snow Leopard Operating System that was the bane of all of Gatsby’s problems… and now it was fixed. I called up Heather and Sangwa to seek counsel on what I should do with this Gatsby 2.0. I then knew I had to do something un-fun. I had to call up Ernesto and tell him I could no longer sell Gatsby. I truthfully explained everything that happened and Ernesto eventually saw my side. Ernesto, if you’re reading this, I hope you’re doing well. I took Gatsby home and was able to do all of things I couldn’t do before. He and I were given a new lease on life.

This entire saga has made me realize that God is many things, including a comedian. But most importantly, God is here. In Gatsby’s 11th hour, He saved Gatsby and He saved me from having to buy another computer. Like so many things in life, I didn’t need Gatsby, but what  bomb.com thing for God to do.

This post is dedicated to all the people who helped me in this trying time with Gatsby. Special shout outs go to Jimmy Li and Sangwa Simfukwe for their unfailing IT support.

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Home Sick

Yes… It’s me. I’m home sick. Too tired and phloem-filled to go to work and too bored out of my skull to watch Adam Richmond gorge himself on another thing on Man v. Food. So here I am. Another sporadic blog from yours truly. I wish I had some life changing thing to share with you, but I don’t. Let me think of things going on in my life that are worth sharing…

Welp, let’s see… the first thing that comes to mind is my dad. About a month and a half ago, I got a call from my mom, that my father had another stroke. This was his second and much worse than the first. I’ll never forget walking into his hospital room for the first time and seeing his face underneath all the tubes, respiratory mask and tape. It wasn’t the man I knew. Not the man with the Irish temper, razor-sharp wit and hop on pop champ. I saw an old man who lay there helplessly as nurses and doctors poked and analyzed what I saw as certain fate. To me, I had already lost my dad. I was filled with sadness and confusion. I no longer felt the need to pray as I knew what was going to happen. I knew my dad was going to die. As I sat in his room watching machines force air down his lungs and pump fluids in his veins, I felt no right to ask God to heal him. I knew how lucky I was in having a father as amazing as him and that he had lived a full life. While the thought of seeing my mom go through this life alone absolutely stabbed me, I knew that my dad’s body would no longer be able to hold the heart I loved so much. I wasn’t mad at God, nor did I trust that He would heal my dad. I just knew whatever happened would happen whether I prayed all night or just sat there. While figuring out how I was going to tell my friends, I could feel something inside of me say more or less “ask for prayer, anyways. Even though you don’t believe, your friends will and that is enough.” This shocked me as I knew it wasn’t something I had thought of. I had already started the grieving process.  I texted my friends asking them for prayer for my dad and I immediately was given encouragement, scripture, and hope. I, however, didn’t really feel any of it at the time. The image of my dad’s eyes filling with water as he helplessly seized on the bed was too much for me to have any hope…. but my friends did. I can’t recall the moment when my heart changed, but I can remember how it felt. One second I didn’t believe, and the next second I did. I had decided  that the time for crying was finished. I was ready to suit up. I sat by my dad’s bed and tried to take an active part in what was going on. I learned about his medications and what all the numbers meant on various machines. Knowing what was happening helped me to feel not so helpless. By the grace of God alone, I was given hope. I knew He was going to heal my dad. The next few days were somewhat of a blur. I would text friends something that was going on with my dad and within a matter of hours, our prayers would be answered. It started when they took him off respiratory support… and then the feeding tube came out… and then he stopped seizing… and then he started swallowing… and then his heart rate and blood pressure stabilized… and then he sat up… and finally one day I got a call from my mom saying that my father had taken his first step. I still am completely baffled at how quickly my dad healed and what God was able to do when everything pointed to saying goodbye. I know that there is one reason and one reason only why my dad is still enjoying his nightly cups of Earl Gray… because God did it. He didn’t have to, but He did. All credit, glory and wonder goes to God.

So I guess this blog was a bit heavier than originally planned. Oops. But hopefully it offered some faith.

See you in another six months 🙂

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