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Wannabe Cowgirl

The life and times of this wannabe cowgirl, a Jesus-loving, cheesy book-writing, madly-crocheting, internet-addicted nerd extraordinaire.
 

Wide open

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

This weekend I spent a lot of time outdoors playing games with people that I enjoy being around. And it was so much fun! I learned two new games that I've played similar versions of before, sort of -- scrum and fugitive. Fugitive is similar to manhunt, where two people have to travel a distance within 30 minutes, and they have a 5 minute head start on foot before other people start to hunt them down in cars. As a first-time fugitive, I thought the sprinting was pretty grueling since I'm not a sprinter, but in general the sneaking and running around was great. But as much fun as it was, it couldn't even touch scrum. It's like free-for-all rugby. What an awesome release! It was very empowering, since I didn't get completely pummelled by the guys, despite cutting my face open within the first minute of the game.

I've always loved playings outside (as in capture the flag, keep away, and so on), but I never realized just how much I relish it. It was something of a revelation, I suppose. Silly and simple, maybe, but I learned something about myself. When I feel down and the urge to get outside and take a hike hits me, I should try to listen to and follow that desire. I so often don't because of the time and the effort, and the fact that I always feel like there are a thousand other little things to take care of instead. But I never do those little things anyway, because I'm languishing inside myself. When I do get myself out there, however, all the little stuff seems easier to take care of. Not only that, but getting outside and exerting myself also somehow brings me a little closer to God, which is always wonderful. It all makes me wonder if I shouldn't expand my job search to include gym teacher positions. Then again, I do have something of a bad history when it comes to combining high-energy games and small children....

Must be baby

Sunday, February 11, 2007



Nicholas, my cousin's son and the first baby in our family's youngest generation, returns! And he's even got his own blog.

the emptying

Saturday, February 10, 2007


unfurl
these dust fingers
i want to give
it all, shadow offering
the wilted heart You
already cradle
breathless soul, release
before ice and stone move
to silent victory.

Dirty

Friday, February 09, 2007

Yesterday I took Cody out for a run on Blue Mountain. It was raining, but I didn't think it would be a big deal. After all, what's a little mud? Well, it ended up being quite a bit more than a "little mud." But . . . it was so much fun! I'd forgotten how lovely it is to be outdoors with your dog and your legs smeared in icky gunk. Seriously. When I'm not worried about staying clean, getting dirty is so, so wonderful.

I wonder if the reverse is true for walking with Jesus. If I stopped worrying about how to preserve . . . I don't know -- my life? my self? my comfort? -- maybe I could follow Him better. I seem to always be in the process of picking myself up. When do I get to stumble after Him without falling? Or is that even a reality? Deep thoughts for a rainy day in February.

Happy month

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Happy February! I can't believe the first month of 2007 is already past, and yet it feels right. Which sounds odd, but every time I hit a new month in 2006, it felt like something of a shock. So I guess it's good progress that I'm not surprised (as much, anyway) at the passage of time. I'm not quite sure what's on tap for the month. God knows, definitely, but I'm feeling vaguely curious. Earlier I was looking at some pictures from New Jersey on Flickr, and I'm currently listening to a sermon from my old church in Boston. It makes me miss the east a bit. It's strange to think that I haven't been home in nearly a year. Maybe it's time to start thinking about heading back for a visit. Perhaps over the public schools' spring break, whenever that is. But at the same time, maybe not. I guess we'll see. Last year's trip home was a very last minute deal, so the same thing will probably happen again. And maybe this time I will manage to avoid the only major east coast snowstorm of the season. But then, perhaps I will postpone my trip until July 21 so I can pick up Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows with Anna...
 
   





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