yo quiero Taquito

I remember going to my friend Meghan's house when I was in junior high. We used to call her house "frozen food heaven" because her mom had a huge freezer in the garage that they kept full of all sorts of goodies that I try to make a habit of staying away from now (in order to keep my girlish figure).  My favorite item was the Taquitos. Ever had them? It's like the Mexican version of pulled pork wrapped up in a mini tortilla and fried. yumm.

Anyway, my mother-in-law pulled them out tonight for us to snack on before dinner. I felt like I was 12 again. I was torn between putting them in the microwave, which would deliver the fried goodness to me in less than 5 minutes, and putting them in the oven, which I would have to wait longer for, but they would be perfectly crisp when they got out. I voted against instant gratification and popped them in the oven.

True to form, I could wait 15 minutes to cook them, but I couldn't wait the 5 minutes required to cool them. I burnt my tongue. But every 270 calorie bite was worth it.

Live la vida loca; eat a taquito tonight.

-c

Lasik

I had Lasik done 3 weeks ago and the highlight for me was not seeing 20/15, it was the goggles I had to wear when I slept.

Bringin' sexy back.

-c

this will not inspire you

So, I've been feeling pressure to write something thoughtful/deep/inspiring whenever I post a blog.  Hence, not many blog posts.  I think I'm going to switch my approach and just type like I'd talk.  Not try and organize it so much.  Not do the whole "okay, it's prayer circle time and I need to be thinking about what I want to pray about so I'll rehearse now and then just say the prayer again when it's my turn".  Anyone else do that?  I hope so, or I've just outed myself.  Well, I quit doing that years ago in my praying, but for some reason the temptation still lingers in my blogging.

No more.

Just thought you might want to know I might be blogging more now. And they may be less interesting. :)

-c

The Moral of the Story...

I just got off the phone with a friend who went through some amazing, life-changing spiritual experience with God, and yet was afraid to share too much about it because it was so fresh.  He was scared that he would jump to the lesson too fast.  

I have been reading 1 and 2 Samuel, and it has totally captivated me.  I get so wrapped up in the story lines and how David and Saul and Jonathan and all the other characters interact.  Yet when my wife asked me to explain what it was that was pulling me in so much, I found it hard to put into words.  And when I did, it sounded nothing like what was going on in my heart.

A few months ago I went to see The Dark Knight with some friends, and one of them, as soon as we walked out of the theater, was asking us about the themes of the movie and what it said about God and how we should respond to it.  I appreciated his thoughts, but all of a sudden, the power of the movie was boxed up and packaged and no longer relevant.

There's one lecture from college about physics of all things that comes back in my mind fairly regularly.  It was about Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle, which is loosely related to the "observer effect", which states that just by observing something, you change it.

These stories and several like them have been weaving through my mind recently.  I'd hate to ruin it by trying to pull out an application.  All I'll say is that I think there is something to just being a part of the story.