My mom came to visit me at work today and she brought a surprise. Besides the Crest Whitestrips, she brought me the softest, cutest slippers ever - lamb slippers, as pictured below.
Here is the funny part. A week ago, I was standing in Courtney and Rachel's room and Rachel came out of their walk in closet wearing the cutest slippers ever - the same ones as above. I fell in love with them and asked Rach how much they were and so on. I was thinking about buying them so naturally when I pulled them out of the cute package today, I was delighted. My mom had no idea too. She had bought a pair for herself and thought I would like them as well. Turns out I had already!
Walking around the house is much more cozy now...
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Michelle and Jenna think Blue
One on Ones are an hour a week I spend with one of my staff members to get to know them better and talk about their life. Michelle and I decided to have a Fun on One, where we did a fun activity during our time together. We decided upon making blueberry muffins. We both love baking and that way we could serve them at our staff meeting the next morning. Below is the documentation of those handmade delicious blueberry muffins.
Michelle wisking the batter, very stylishly might I add.
The perfected batter. Michelle's technique was to switch between a spatula and wisk.
Mmm...blueberries.
Baking can be messy...
The Chefs
Michelle wisking the batter, very stylishly might I add.
The perfected batter. Michelle's technique was to switch between a spatula and wisk.
Mmm...blueberries.
Baking can be messy...
The Chefs
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
mehicano
Sunday night, we were all craving mexican food and knew the best place to get it would be a hole in the wall restaurant. We finally remembered the little mexican place off of La Mirada near Biola.
We reached our destination and as soon as we walked in were greeted with an amazing aroma of handmade tortillas and salsa. We chose where we sat and the waiter took our order a few minutes later. We all got the "Super Burrito." It was definitely super. The burrito was huge! And delicious! It was definitely a treat and tasted authentic.
From all the restaurant eating I've done in my life, the hole in the wall restaurants always surpass the chains by far. The service was wonderful as well. I can't tell you how many times they asked how we were and if they could get us anything else. Great service, great food, a simple atmosphere and of course the company of Jen and Megan all made our spontaneous search for a hole in the wall mexican restaurant quite successful.
We reached our destination and as soon as we walked in were greeted with an amazing aroma of handmade tortillas and salsa. We chose where we sat and the waiter took our order a few minutes later. We all got the "Super Burrito." It was definitely super. The burrito was huge! And delicious! It was definitely a treat and tasted authentic.
From all the restaurant eating I've done in my life, the hole in the wall restaurants always surpass the chains by far. The service was wonderful as well. I can't tell you how many times they asked how we were and if they could get us anything else. Great service, great food, a simple atmosphere and of course the company of Jen and Megan all made our spontaneous search for a hole in the wall mexican restaurant quite successful.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
First Time
There is a first time for everything. Today was my first time I have ever hit anything with my car that wasn't another car...yes, I have been in an accident or two. Cristina, this is your time to laugh. She knows my driving record quite well.
Anyhow, I was driving from my house to Biola this morning for work. As I worked my way along La Mirada Blvd. and approached Biola, there were a few birds in the road. I was approaching quickly and hoped they would fly away. My car inched forward as I started to brake, but thankfully both birds flew up into the sky before I got too close for comfort.
I continued to drive and without any warning a big grey ball hit my windshield and was propelled upward because of the speed of my car. A bird hit my windshield. I am convinced it hit me, because I did not see it coming. My hand went directly over my mouth and Iooked through my rearview mirror as I saw a bird topple onto the grass in the center divider.
I wasn't sure if it was a laughing matter or if I should be sad. At this point, it is a laughing matter. Poor thing...it probably doesn't know what hit him...or what it hit.
Anyhow, I was driving from my house to Biola this morning for work. As I worked my way along La Mirada Blvd. and approached Biola, there were a few birds in the road. I was approaching quickly and hoped they would fly away. My car inched forward as I started to brake, but thankfully both birds flew up into the sky before I got too close for comfort.
I continued to drive and without any warning a big grey ball hit my windshield and was propelled upward because of the speed of my car. A bird hit my windshield. I am convinced it hit me, because I did not see it coming. My hand went directly over my mouth and Iooked through my rearview mirror as I saw a bird topple onto the grass in the center divider.
I wasn't sure if it was a laughing matter or if I should be sad. At this point, it is a laughing matter. Poor thing...it probably doesn't know what hit him...or what it hit.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Right on Time
It's 3:39 AM in The Chimes office. The lights are on, the air has cooled outside, and three of us remain: Nicole, Mitchell, and I. I look forward to the day when we no longer are in the office after 1 AM. However, as I read Michelle's request for more posts, there is something I could share.
Although, we are late to sending our newspaper to the printers, there is someone who is right on time. That someone is God. Around 2:30, the page A4 decided not to open. It said it was locked, which is what happened when we had to redo pages A5 and A6 from scratch. I was scared we would have to do the same, which would have pushed us back at least another hour. So I did the only thing I thought I could do, I asked everyone to eject their servers in an attempt to reboot the server itself. This would hopefully increase the possibility of the page opening. Unfortunately, we were moving current photos off the server at the same time to help the situation which meant we had a waiting time of 10 minutes before we could eject the server. I was tired and felt as though I wanted to cry in some senses. I walked outside, sat down, and prayed. I came back inside and felt the urgency to pray with my staff. Melissa, Nicole, Mitchell, Karin, and Rachelle were all working or waiting for more work. I looked around and felt the need to pray. I didn't want to. I don't like praying out loud. I figured it would be an odd time. I still felt the little tap on my shoulder telling me to pray.
Finally, I asked my staff to stop what they were doing so we could pray. They all agreed. We bowed our heads and I prayed for the night as it continued. For strength. For courage. We said Amen. And we waited more. Soon after, we rebooted the server and A4 opened miraculously. God is always on time.
Although, we are late to sending our newspaper to the printers, there is someone who is right on time. That someone is God. Around 2:30, the page A4 decided not to open. It said it was locked, which is what happened when we had to redo pages A5 and A6 from scratch. I was scared we would have to do the same, which would have pushed us back at least another hour. So I did the only thing I thought I could do, I asked everyone to eject their servers in an attempt to reboot the server itself. This would hopefully increase the possibility of the page opening. Unfortunately, we were moving current photos off the server at the same time to help the situation which meant we had a waiting time of 10 minutes before we could eject the server. I was tired and felt as though I wanted to cry in some senses. I walked outside, sat down, and prayed. I came back inside and felt the urgency to pray with my staff. Melissa, Nicole, Mitchell, Karin, and Rachelle were all working or waiting for more work. I looked around and felt the need to pray. I didn't want to. I don't like praying out loud. I figured it would be an odd time. I still felt the little tap on my shoulder telling me to pray.
Finally, I asked my staff to stop what they were doing so we could pray. They all agreed. We bowed our heads and I prayed for the night as it continued. For strength. For courage. We said Amen. And we waited more. Soon after, we rebooted the server and A4 opened miraculously. God is always on time.
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