Book “The All-Girls”

We rallied for a women’s conference this past weekend. And dare I say this is the best worship band I’ve ever played with? It’s pretty dang close, for sure. The unity among the group was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The vocals were stunning. Keys inspiring. The bass player had serious passion. And, well, they let me play the drums.

If you’re in the south and could really use a worship team for your next women’s event, we’re your band. Give me a holler.

 

Thoughts:

I’m having a hard time concentrating today, so this is what you’re getting. And you’re getting it about 5 hours later than I intended:

  1. There’s a lot of chatter in the office. It’s not helping today.
  2. Chips & salsa will fix almost any problem, except the thing about not being able to concentrate.
  3. Is there such a thing as a mental nap? And, if so, how can I take one?
  4. I like memoirs… have I mentioned that before? Last night I started reading “Lit” by mary karr while sipping some Moscato. Oh the irony.
  5. The weather will be in the high 80s tomorrow, and I’ll be cashing in my comp-time. Should I pull out that bikini & go to the beach?
  6. The vast majority of the time, I really enjoy working with my husband. Like this moment, where his voice suddenly contributes to the office chatter and it sounds soothing and comforting to my otherwise post-overwhelmination overwhelmed brain.
  7. In the past week, I’ve found out that two friends are expecting. And I’m genuinely happy for them. Excited, actually. I think this means my heart is in a good place with our infertility. In fact, I KNOW it.
  8. Hi mom and dad.

When you’ve lost the ability to enjoy the things you once enjoyed…

Don’t forget to have fun.

There are things in life that we do because they’re fun. For me, it’s songwriting. I started songwriting as a pleasure – a recreation – a creative outlet. But now there’s a bit of pressure attached – expectations – goals – publisher stuff – co-writing – whatever. These things sometimes make it more of a “have to” and not a “get to.”  So how do we maintain the element of Play? The element of Fun?

I’m intentionally returning to writing songs for PLAY. It’s the only way I can maintain that sense of fun… Writing songs that are silly or experimental or just – pointless. (These are usually the really interesting ones, btw – ala Hector). Anyway, this maintains a sense of play. Fun. AND it motivates me to take that excitement – that passion – and bring it back to the “have tos” again.

Suddenly, even the scheduled writing times and emails and lyric tweaks become fun again.
What are you doing that has lost it’s fun? Can you find ways to Play again? Return to that original joy. Return to what made you want to do it all day.
And enjoy it – again.

Run, Water, Run

We keep frozen chicken in the house. And we have to thaw it before cooking it (surprising, I know…). And I don’t usually do that energy-efficient thing where you leave the package sitting out for a few hours and it’s perfectly chilled but not frozen.

Yeah. Because I forget to.

So most of the time I will let it sit under warm running water for a good long time.

And I’m ashamed to admit it.

I found myself using an inordinate amount of running water yesterday as well, when I rinsed out paintbrush after roller after paintbrush at work.

And I’m ashamed to admit it.

I also have a bad habit of running water while I’m brushing my teeth.

And I’m ashamed to admit it.

Did you know that the average person uses 69 gallons of water per day–granted, most of that is literally flushed down the toilet? (from h2oconserve.org) We can change that by simply updating our toilets with lower water capacities and buying conservative shower-heads. We can turn off the faucet and find other ways to thaw our chicken.

Let’s admit it. We’re a wasteful society. And we forget that good clean water is a rarity in today’s global experience. Wars are fought over water. Countless illnesses and birth defects are caused from bad water. And we are fast depleting our natural sources of good water in America. We may not directly suffer from it, but it’s possible that our children oneday will…

But I still believe we have the power to change that.

This blog is a submission to blogactionday2010.