I feel it in my fingers...

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspision love actually is all around.

I hope everyone of you has a Christmas filled with joy, hope, family, love, and well, good food. Let's celebrate our wonderful God so the whole world knows the truth!

Psalm 68:19

"Praise the Lord, who is our God and Savior. He daily bears our burdens." I read this before I feel asleep last night, and what a beautiful promise to rest (literally) on. After a super stressful day (or two) and way too much to do in the next 24 hours, this comforted me abundantly. While I don't consider my own stupidity (13 homemade gifts, seriously?!?!?) a big burden (as compared to suffering, persecution, poverty...) it's still what's burying me daily and taking away my joy from what this wonderful season represents. This God, that loved us so much, surrendered all His glory temporarily to come down and live among us, and bear our burdens. Stress, guilt, anger, judments, sin, death. To not be held down by all we were bound to is certainly a reason to rejoice. So as Christmas is now less than a week away (!), don't let all the burdens of your day weigh you down. Rest on the comforts of this promise from our wonderful God and Savior!

And so it begins...

Morgen, this blog is ridiculous. That "tree" is ridiculous. The lack of comments is ridiculous. It is all so ridiculous, that the word ridiculous is ridiculous. And i didnt watch the Prince Caspian trailer because i have no interest in the movie. However...if you were to go one year without mentioning friends... perhaps i would read all the books....~Parker

PARKER! Let the bet begin! Terms: I will go one year without mentioning or quoting Friends in your presence. I am allowed 5 slips, and we will make Farah the Commissioner because, well, she's so good at it. If I win, and oh, I will win, you have to read all 7 books in "The Chronicles of Narnia" Series. (By the way, I can't believe you haven't read these books. It's a shame, really.) The bet will officially begin when we meet, discuss the full and binding terms, and shake on it. Let all readers of this blog be witness that on this, the 13th of December, the 2007th Year of our Lord, the bet begins!

Now that's just cool.

"Venice's Murano Island—renowned throughout the world for its quality glasswork—is home to the tallest glass tree in the world. Sculpted by master glass blower Simone Cenedese, the artistic Christmas tree is a modern reflection of the holiday season." (Picture thanks to MSN).

In other news, either no one comments anymore, or you all didn't click on the video link to the Prince Caspian trailer. People, it looks amazing, so go back to my last blog and watch. And for those of you that have been to Haiti, doesn't Lucy look like Abby Leib?!?!?

Prince Caspian

So excited.

Pirate Lore

I am at home, with Pirates III in my hand, and anger in my heart.

Since no one understood the stinkin' movies without all the backstory (you know, everything that WASN'T in the movie...) they added a list of questions moviegoers had regarding said film. I was quite excited because they finally choose to let us in on their secrets. Question #2 is as follows:
Since Will honored his destiny on the Flying Dutchman, in 10 years does he get to return to land for good, thereby freeing his father and crew?
Every 10 years, Will may step on land for one day. He is bound to the Flying Dutchman forever.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME! The only thing that eased my pirate soul was when Ruth said that he would be freed after 10 years. Now this?!?!?!? Darn you, Disney!

Personalize Me...

According to Personal DNA, I am an Advocating Creator. (There's this really cool color chart that describes your personality, but blogger won't seem to allow it here...boo.) It's pretty dang accurate too, just a few things that I didn't agree with, but it was because of the testing questions (Example: Do you believe luck guides you, or you yourself do? Answer: Ummm, not me, God. But he's not "luck", soooo, what's the correct answer here???) But everyone should go take it, it's super fun. It's pretty crazy to read your results, because I usually don't see such an accurate description of myself anywhere. So, go for it! Find it here! Then let me know what you are!

Oh man, the first page asks basics like age, zip code, that sort of thing. Then it asks this:
What is your sex?
-Male
-Female
-Other
Other?!?!? Am I missing something here?

An Enchanted Week (In Which Morgan becomes Corporate Morgan...)

Hello everyone out in blog land. I'm super glad it's Friday, even though it was actually a fun week. But this weekend I want to get Christmas decorations up, and start shopping, and bake cookies, and do everything else that's so materialistically connected to Christmas. Fun!


So, this week, Jon (being the sweet guy he is) took me on a date. But, this wasn't just any date. He took me to see 'Enchanted'. Now that's commitment. I really wanted to see this movie, and I really enjoyed it. It's the typical Disney princess movie, but done very modern and with just the slightest amount of mockery at the genre they perfected. And that's what makes it so fun. Amy Adams is PHENOMENAL as Gisele. And McDreamy is wonderful, Idina Menzel (oh how I love thee Idina...) is a great addition, and the little girls name is Morgan. What more could I want? And you know how every little girl has a Disney Princess she wants to be? I never had that, but now I do. I mean, Giselle sings, and she's a seamstress. Hello??? Oh, and when I was looking for an image of Enchanted, look what I found? It's a McDreamy doll! Now I know what to get Britt for Christmas!

After that we went to Olive Garden thanks to a gift card from our friend Brian. Thanks Brian! After dinner the date ended because we went to Britt's to watch 'Hairspray'! I've been dying to see this since it came out, but being gone for Thanksgiving we never had time to get together and watch it. I'm really glad I finally got to, though. It was super cute and I really enjoyed it. I knew the whole soundtrack, so it was interesting to see how the songs actually fit in verses how the movie played out in my head. Nikki Blonsky was wonderful as Tracy, she played the role so well. Zac Efron was hysterical, he cracked me up and I totally loved him as cocky but loveable Link. Seaweed was my favorite though, his voice is just AMAZING. I was disappointed with Amanda Bynes though. She was cute, and acted the part well, but it's a musical people. Hire someone who can sing. Sorry Parker.

On Wednesday night we all headed up to SLO for SWITCHFOOT! I hadn't seen Switchfoot perform since, ummm, 2002 maybe? It was high time for a show. And they didn't disappoint. Reliant K opened for them, and they were actually really fun. They had written a song about 'The Office', and then went into the theme of the show. So awesome. Switchfoot rocked, it was so stinkin' amazing. They're so talented, and put on such a great show, and Jon has such a stinkin' amazing voice. After the show we waited in the meet and greet line for Switchfoot, but couldn't get in. But then Jerome saw me and got us in, woo hoo! I hadn't seen Jerome since right after I got back from Turkey. That feels like forever ago! It was so fun to see him and have him meet Jon and Britt, and just catch up on old times. We also got to meet Jon Foreman, that was pretty sweet. This picture's stolen from Britt's myspace because she hasn't sent it to me yet. Ahem. So good times all around, and three cheers for Switchfoot. Cheers, cheers, cheers!
Yesterday I woke up and had a wicked migrane. So I stayed home from work and read and drank coffee all day. It was actually amazing. My head didn't hurt too bad if I stayed laying down...so that's what I did all day. I think I really needed it. I woke up super refreshed today. So, yeah for migranes!

I hope you all had as good of a week as I did. Oh! And welcome back Hannah! Hope the Holy Land was, well, enchanting!

Fa la la la la la la la la!

I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Jon and I had a very good, long weekend that included lots of excellent food, sleep, tv, thrifting, and baking. So good.

But, now that Thanksgiving has flown by, it is officially...THE CHRISTMAS SEASON! Reasons why are as follows:

1) Generally the day after Thanksgiving is the logical time for the Christmas season to begin, so here we are.

2) The stores are all decked out in Christmas decorations. Well, I guess this happens earlier and earlier each year. What was it this year, like the 4th of July that they started? Anyway, now it's in full swing and the only autumn stuff to be found is on the clearance rack.

3) Christmas lights envelope houses and businesses alike. Driving home last night, we passed through so many cute little towns that were full on decked out. Wonderful.

4) I saw snow. Always a sure sign of Christmas.

5) Red cups at Starbucks. One of my favorite things.

6) Everyone has begun talking about gifts and what to give/make/bake/etc.

7) The final, and most substantial reason...Parker declared it to be Christmas! I guess that makes it official.

And if all that didn't put you in the holiday mood, perhaps this will.

Ahhh, Christmas. Wishing you and yours the beginning of a wonderful Christmas season!

I've been tagged!

Lisa tagged me. So, these are the rules:
• Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves.
• At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog for these rules.

1. I can blow air out of my right eye. Granted, I can't do it on purpose. It generally only happens when I get really stuffed up from allergies and attempt to blow my nose. Since nothings' moving, air then chooses to go out of my eye. Wierd, eh? But I kinda like the feeling.

2. I HATE sad movies, and make a point to generally not watch them. But almost ALL of my favorite books are sad.

3. If I drink hot coffee, it has to be sweetened or I'll probably pass on it. But if I'm drinking Iced Coffee, it can't be sweetened. It can only have a little cream.

4. If I could do anything, I would be a Broadway preformer. But I hate singing in front of people. I really need to get over it.

5. If I hadn't majored in music, I would've majored in Archeology.

6. Last but not least. Even though I drink coffee every day, I think if I could only drink one beverage for the rest of my life, it would be tea. There's so many options! Hot, cold, green, black, white, caffeinated, sans caffeine, milk tea, iced tea, tea lattes. Yum!

Okay, I tag Farah, Michael, Parker, Anissa, Carrie, and Ruth. Ruth, have you already been tagged? Oh well, I haven't seen it yet!

It's not jealousy. Really.

As we speak, Hannah is packing her bags into a bus that will take her to San Francisco. That, in itself, is cool enough. But alas, from there Hannah is flying to *deep breathe* I.S.R.A.E.L. That's right, the Holy Land. Hannah, you are going to have the best time. Ever. Well, besides Haiti. :)

So, that got me thinking. If I had 5 free tickets to ANYWHERE in the world, where would I go? And so, it follows. Ahem.

1) Israel. It's true. I'd be on the trip with Hannah. Israel has been #1 on my travel destination list for sometime now, and while it'll probably be awhile before I ever actually get to go there, it's staying at the top.
2) Turkey. You've all heard me talk enough about Turkey, so I won't even explain. :)
3a)Afghanistan. Now, this one's contingent on whether or not Rory Stewart will be there to guide me through it all. Because just 'blond me' + 'Afghanistan'= Danger
3b) Since 3a calls for my relience on someone I don't know, we'll add another option in for 3 (it's not cheating, really). New York City. I've never been, and it kinda makes my head hurt. Normally, it would, without a doubt, be on the top 5 list, but since there's a stagehand strike on Broadway, I wouldn't be able to see Sutton Foster in Young Frankenstein. So what's the point of going to NYC? Wait, there's more to NYC than Broadway? Hmmm. Interesting.
Let's move beyond the Middle East, shall we? We shall.
4) Japan. I've always wanted to go to Japan, and after the Patterson's spoke in church last Sunday, I want to go to Japan even more. But, I'm going to take the Wright's with me. No questions asked.
5)Paris, France. While I've been to France, I've never been to Paris. I had a picture of the Eiffel Tower on my wall when I was a little girl, and it was the place I always dreamed of visiting.

Okay everyone. Roll call. What are your top 5 travel destiniations, whether you've been there or not!????

V. exciting.

I am very excited because there are some good things happening. What, you ask?
-Autumn Apple Bread with Honey Butter. Ig and Fauf, you missed out.
-Amazing Race 12. It looks like they're going to, gasp, Taiwan! A trip to Din Tai Fung may be necessary.
-Parker. He hired me to answer answer his cell phone. I get paid per phone call. That means, EVERYONE CALL PARKER.
-After questioning from Britt, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix comes out December 11th. That's soon, and I'm excited.
-Amaris hates Santa Claus, but likes Milos, even though they both have beards. Important truths from 3 year olds rock my world.
-Amazing thrift store finds for Hannah and I. Total for both rockin' dresses: $2.90.
-Missionaries from Japan spoke in Sunday School today, and it was so inspiring, encouraging, and it made me want to travel to Japan. Soon. With the Wrights.
-Archaeological Study Bible. LOVE.THIS.BIBLE.

So, what's exciting in your life?

Halloween Madness!

Yesterday was one of those days where I felt I should just go to bed at around 5 pm to keep me normal and calm after all the stuff that kept going wrong. But on Halloween, who can do that? Not me! And what a night. After a fun small group, even more characters joined in for a viewing of the cult classic, Clue. Oh man, I love Mrs. White. But I digress. Let's see who showed up!

Where's Waldo? There he is, and look, he brought Wenda!

Oh, and look who else showed up! Penny from Hairspray! Wait, who's that with her? Oh my goodness...it's HANNAH MONTANA!!!

Oh no, everyone avoid direct eye contact...it's Dwight from The Office!

Question. Who has the best friends ever. Yes, that would be me.

An Ode to Zach Way

Now, when I think of my 17 year old self, I pretty much have to laugh. I am nothing like I was back then, and hadn't really "found myself". So that's why I'm always amazed when I see Mr. Zach Way. At only 17, Zach truly knows who he is, and he rolls with it. He's one of the coolest kids I know. He's a musician and has a passion for performing. I remember in Haiti when he sang his song 'Plane Crash' and everyone went C.R.A.Z.Y. And we can't forget the goat song. He should win a Grammy for that one. He's a mad man on the guitar, and didn't give up when he cut his hand with a machete. That could stop some people. But not Zach.

I also respect Zach because he plays soccer, and he LOVES it. In Haiti, after he threw up about a million times one day, he begged me to go out and play goalie, "Because my team needs me!" I had to say no about 50 times before he finally gave up. But that's commitment.

Another obvious passion in Zach's life is Haiti. He's been there 3 times, and loves it. He hopes to go back next summer and spend more time there. He works so well with the Haitians and easily adapts to other cultures. Missionary blood is in this boy!

Zach can quote 'The Office' like it's no one's business.

Zach loves God and His Word. I would have some of my best talks with Zach in Haiti over Scripture. He always made time for his Bible reading, even with our insane busy schedule. And that passion shows here in the States, too. He's always in the Word, and is constantly seeking to understand it better. Zach and Jon were prayer partners and Zach always made time to meet with Jon even though he's super busy, and Jon always so so impressed with Zach's maturity and joy in the Lord.

So, these are reasons why I think Zach Way rocks.

I'm Lovin' It...

No, not McDonalds, but I've recently been surrounded with things I love, and thought I'd share that with ya'll.
-Heroes, Season One. SO.OBSESSED.WITH.THIS.SHOW. It confuses me, it annoys me, it scares the crap out of me, it baffles me, AND I CAN'T STOP WATCHING IT! It's so stinkin' good.
-Boba. Britt and I have a weekly date at our Boba House, and it's most certainly one of my fav parts of the week.
-Pumkin Butter. Good ole' Trader Joe's.
-Sewing. I was on a knitting kick for awhile, but this season is surrounded by sewing. It's in my blood, and I love it.
-Thrifting. Jon and I have been on a role hittin' up the thrift stores and garage sales, and we've been finding some awesome stuff. Good vintage finds + small amount of money= Happy Morgan
-Fall. Joy.
I hope you all are surrounded by things you love as well!
Edited to add: Gopher Glen Apple Farm. I can't believe I forget this! Their apples are amazing, and the cider, transcendental.

Hip hip, hooray!

On Saturday, Jon got a letter letting him know that he has now passed ALL 9 written exams for his state Architecure License, and only has the oral to go. Yeah! So it looks like he'll be taking the oral exam in March or May of next year. It's super hard, but he's done so great at all the rest. Good job, baby, I'm proud of you! Oh, and thanks to Ruth and Eric, who let us crash at their place before and after almost everyone of those tests!

Peace in the Middle East

WARNING: This is a really political, opinionated, controversial post. But it's really important to me, so please do read it, even if it's not your cup of tea. Thanks guys.

Those of you that know me, know that I'm more wrapped up in the Middle East than the average person walking down the street. So I've been really disheartened by everything that's been happening over there lately, especially in regards to Turkey.

Turkey was founded in 1923 by every Turks hero, Mustafa 'Ataturk' Kemal. Before that, it was the Ottoman Empire, which in it's hey-day stretched through Eastern Europe, Northern Africa, Iraq, Iran, even all the way to Ethiopia. The Ottoman Empire was slowing dying out even before Ataturk came in, paving the way for a new secular state, and boy oh boy did they go out with a bang. There was a huge massacre, a genocide in fact, of Armenians living in the Ottoman Empire. It seems that as they realized they were dying out, maybe they thought, "Hey, lets take as many of our enemies with us as we can." Maybe I'm wrong.

Last week, the new vote that was going to the House was on whether or not to label Turkey as a 'Genocide Nation'. Apparently, we've been getting some pressure from the Armenian Americans to recognize the horrible atrocities committed almost 100 years ago. And I don't necessarily blame them, it was horrible. But really, Genocide Nation? What's the point? Turkey is an ally, and a strong one at that. We have many military bases there, and they've been a big help in the War on Terror. So why go and label them a Genocide Nation now? We don't seem to be making friends as fast as we're making enemies, so I think we need to keep the ones we've got (and working on making friends with the enemy wouldn't hurt either...). Do we consider Germany a Genocide Nation. Because they were (I'm mainly German, so don't think I'm getting racist. I'm just trying to establish a point.) What about Burma? Sudan? What about ourselves? Ever heard of these people, they're called the Native Americans? Oh, you haven't? Right, that's because we killed them all. I don't see anyone trying to label us a Genocide Nation. Maybe I should start the letter signing?

Turkey is now, understandably, upset. They probably feel a bit betrayed by us, and are wondering what we're trying to prove. For those of you that don't know this, Turks (this is a generalization, but a true one...I swear, this post is going to get me in trouble, I'm being way too bold) hate the Kurds, probably more than they hate the Greeks, and that's saying something. Currently in Northern Iraq there is a Kurdish state that is living in relative peace. It's the only area in Iraq right now that isn't consumed with war. It's pretty exciting actually. The Kurds have been attempting to form a nation of their own for over 80 years and keep getting, well, screwed over by lots of countries, us included. And now, they pretty much have one. But, not for long. Now that we've gotten Turkey on our bad side, they don't feel a need to appease us. So, they're planning to go into N. Iraq and attack the Kurdish "rebel" basis (whether they are rebel or not, I'll never know. The news is never going to give me the full story.) Hello, why cause more war in the one are in Iraq that's doing good. Bah!

Do you see how bad this is? I'm just so frustrated that this stupid phrase is causing all these problems. I mean, honestly, we should be mad at the Ottoman Empire, not Turkey. Do we have Italy labeled as a Genocide Nation, because Ancient Rome was pretty bad. Every country has so many horrors and mistakes in it's past, why bring them up and cause more horrors now? So, here are my wishes:

1. World Peace (Stop laughing)
2. Turks to not attack the Kurds. (pretty please?)
3. The House to vote against labeling Turkey as a Genocide Nation.
4. For us to actually do something about the genocides that are taking place in regions like Burma and Darfur, RIGHT NOW.
5. For the peace of God, which transcends all understanding to take hold of us Christians so we can rock the world. Jesus said he gave us His peace, not the "peace" of the world, but actual, true peace. We need to claim that peace and use it to make a difference in this world.

I know this is a very bold post, so thanks for reading it. World history is happening right now, and we can either sit back and let happen what will happen, or we can make a difference. Find an issue you care about, and write your representatives. Go to http://www.house.gov/Welcome.shtml to find your Rep! We can change the world!

Beautiful

Hope your day is filled with love, health, color and freshness!

It's About Time!

I originally started this blog to be a showcase of crafty things I do, but that hasn't happened yet. However, I am proud to now show you some items I recently finished, and am super excited about! Without further ado, crafty fun...

A way fun shirt! It's this old cord my mom bought forever ago, and I love it. It's this beautiful Moroccan Mud color, and that's perfect for fall. It's great to rock with a long sleeve shirt underneath. It's Simplicity Pattern #3887. It's supposed to be gathered, not pleated, but I don't know how to gather. It's on the list of things to learn from my mom, soon.

And in other craft areas I am pleased to present...socks!

This is the first pair of socks I knit, and they were a blast! I got the design from Knitty and they were pretty self-explanitory. They're a seed stitch rib, but the stitch definition's not great with this yarn, which is just a simple acrylic. But they're super soft, fit well, and are made with love. Good enough for me. And for Jon.

The first day

Today is the first, official day of fall in the life of Morgan, 2007. I woke up to a bright blue sky with lots of clouds, and lovely, crisp air! I put on a long skirt and sweater, and still being cold (here that? STILL being cold!) I put on a pair of (lepord skin) tights and headed out the door.

It was the perfect day for a warm drink, so I headed to Starbucks. Actually, 3 Starbucks to be exact. The first one had a long line, so I headed to the next one, which had a REALLY long line. Luckily, the 3rd Starbucks was not crowded, and I quickly got my decaf, organic milk Cinammon Dolce Latte (yeah, I'm complicated, so what?) AND my free download for the day. Have you heard about this? It's pretty sweet.

I also just found this amazing little farmer's market type deal that happens in town on Thursdays where they have beautiful produce and flowers, and it's all really cheap. How is that for a wonderful fall day?!?!

So as we move into the season of pumpkins, warm socks, grey skies and crisp rain, apples and cozy blankets and homemade desserts galore, I wish you love!

Ponchos are cool (or maybe I'm not).

Jon and I are having a garage sell soon, so we've been going through random boxes full of junk, old school papers, family heirlooms, and photos. It's actually been quite fun. I came upon a huge box full of old fabric that my mom had given me. Man oh man, that was fun, there was so much neat stuff in there, including these really vintage Vogue Patterns. But one of the things in there was this hand-crocheted poncho that is immaculate. Really, it's amazing. It's perfect, without one mistake, and done with such loving care. It has these beautiful pewter antique buttons, and is this lovely stormy blue color. I think my Aunt Jane made it, and I'm so glad if found it's way into my possession. I've been wearing it around the house, and luckily I have an understanding husband that doesn't make fun of me (to my face) about it. When I'm not wearing it, it's acting as a blanket on our armchair. And I really like it. I probably won't wear it out, but if you come over, you can bet some money I'm in it. Wouldn't you be???

I'm a Ravenpuff???

Lately, my friends and I have been discussing Harry Potter with all the fervency of a pre-book season. But even with the ending of this series, the discussions go on and consume our thoughts. On Sunday, we began with a simple discussion of the House colors, which then turned into all of us wondering, "What house would we be sorted into?" I had taken a quiz once that said I was Ravenclaw. I don't really know much about the houses beyond the simple "Gryffindor's are brave, Slytherin's are mean (I mean cunning), Ravenclaw's are smart, and Hufflepuffs are, well, they're just the rest." Michael then confirmed to me that I was Ravenclaw.

"Morgan, you're Ravenclaw" Michael states with certain knowledge (as he does with all of HP).


"Really? That's what the quiz said. Why do you say that?"


"Because you ARE."

Well, that settles it I guess. I tend not to disagree with most of what Michael says about HP, so, maybe I am Ravenclaw. But, let's do a bit of research, eh? There's many good sites out there that gave some insight into not only the houses, but the dorms, characters, etc. Of course, there's the most info on Slytherin and Gryffindor. A great site I found is here, and gives lots of really interesting info on all the houses. Ravenclaws are described as thus: "Ravenclaw values intelligence, creativity, wit and wisdom. 'Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure' is an oft-repeated Ravenclaw proverb." I do value knowledge and creativity. I would like to be known as an intelligent being, one that desires knowledge, and willingly passes it onto others. I believe in a creative God, and think he endowed each of us with a different capacity for creating, and for beauty. To me, Ravenclaw is a noble house. I like that I would belong in Ravenclaw.

But it's never THAT simple. I took a couple more tests, and a few put me in Hufflepuff. Okay, more research time. While Hufflepuff is unfortunately known as the house that had the idea to "put all the appalling duffers in one house, calling it Hufflepuff, and giving it the sign of a badger".


They're generally known as the rejects, or the "kind" ones (which makes kindness sound a bit pathetic next to bravery, cunning, and wisdom). But I found this definition, and really like it. "Hufflepuff, founded by Helga Hufflepuff, values hard work, loyalty, tolerance, and fair play above all else." Wait, that sounds like a really cool house. And let's not forget the most notable Hufflepuff of all time, the courageous, wise, loyal Cedric Diggory. I don't think anyone would dare call him a duffer. In fact, Cedric is one of my top 3 favorite characters (following only Snape and Sirius Black). Who wouldn't love a friend like Cedric? Who doesn't appreciate those people that are loyal to a fault, kind to all, and willing to befriend the rejects. To me, it sounds like Jesus would be a Hufflepuff, and we go and make fun of this house! I think Hufflepuff is the most noble, simply for the reason it is seen as the furtherest from that. This world honors that which elevates mans own power and wisdom, not that which values putting others before you.

So, which am I? I think Michaels right. I AM Ravenclaw. Don't think I'm here, stroking my ego, boasting in my own intelligence. I think I'm semi-smart, have a desire to learn, and I really do love school. I revel in creativity and the beauty that it reveals. But do I value those traits above people? Yes, I probably do most of the time, becoming a bit (okay, a lot) judgmental of those that don't have those traits...those Hufflepuffs, perhaps? But all that judgmentalism is simply a jealousy that they can love people more than theories, and I'm stuck in the corner with my books.

Hopefully, as I grow in Christ, I'll become more Hufflepuff, and less Ravenclaw. God made me who I am, and I doubt he wants me to forsake all knowledge and learning. But I can give it a rest at times in order to love those he's placed in my life. So everyone be patient with me as I LEARN to be Hufflepuff. :)

The Places in Between

The Places in Between by Rory Stewart has to be one of my favorite books. Rory has this gift to tell stories in such a brutally honest way that you find humor in even the most mundane life experiences. Although, I wouldn't generally categorize walking across Afghanistan 2 months after the Taliban fell, mundane. Yet, nothing about this book was breathtaking. Nothing was romantized, nothing placed on a pedestal. He spoke openly and honestly of all the people he met, those friendly, and those that would've preferred to rob him and leave him dead in a ditch. He's truthful and humorous, and I found myself walking alongside him, a sort of ghost following his rugged trail through mountains, valleys, and Buddhist monastaries.


Rory Stewart is now living in Kabul, working on a project called Turquoise Mountain. He (and his sponsers) are re-creating the "downtown" river district and restoring it to it's former glory. They're opening schools for people to re-learn the ancient arts of carving, weaving, architecture, etc. They're restoring city blocks that have been covered in 7 feet of trash, and restoring homes where families have lived for centuries. And all for free. The Afghan aren't quite sure what's going on still, wondering why someone would be doing this out of the goodness of their hearts, but that's what so great about it. Look it up online at http://www.turquoisemountain.org/ and go through the picture gallery for some fun shots.

So, Jon and I want to go to Afghanistan. Not sure when, not sure where, but once you get the ache to see it with your own two eyes, you can't deny it. Just ask Rory.

Mark of the Lion

I just read the best books, man oh man. They were the first two in the Mark of the Lion Series by Francine Rivers. Now, I was a little apprehensive because they were (cough, cough) "Historical Christian Romance" novels. Hmmm. But everyone at church kept going on and on about them. Including Kari Way. Now, Kari isn't the super girlie mushie lovie dovie type, so I concluded that they must be decent and not super cheesy. Which they weren't.

They followed a young Jewish Christian girl named Hadassah as she is taken captive to Rome after Jerusalem and the temple are destroyed. She is then sold into the household of the Valerians, a very well to do family in the Roman Empire. I won't tell you much beyond that because: 1) I don't want to spoil ANYTHING, and 2) There's a lot to these stories and you'd probably be bored reading my recap.

What I do want to tell you is how interesting it was to read these books and understand what it meant to be a Christian in ancient Rome. It meant being sold as a slave because you were considered worthless. It meant being attacked and eaten by lions in the arena for the entertainment of the masses. It meant being crucified as your Lord was. It meant utter hatred and disdain from not only the Romans, but your fellow brothers and sisters, the Jews. As I read Acts, I see what risks were taken as people proclaimed Jesus the Son of God, and the consequences that than ensued. It encouraged me to see what boldness Paul and Peter had as they spoke of what would surely get them killed. And it encouraged me to read a fictional story of a girl with a belief in the Messiah that led her places I can never imagine being in my whole life. I know that I'll never be persecuted the way most Christians are as long as I live here in America. I may be mocked, or laughed at, maybe even one day spit upon, but never tortured to death while someone tells me to deny Christ. And there are hundreds of Christians around the world right now that are.

So, please read these books. It made me realize the extreme extent of how blessed I am and how easy it is for me to be a Christian. I hope you see the same thing!

While you're at it, go to www.persecution.com and sign up for the free monthly magazine, The Voice of the Martyrs. Also, click on the left on Prisoner List and read about Christians around the world that are in chains for the gospel, and then send them a letter of encouragment! We can all do our part!

80 Wonderful Years...

This weekend we joined the rest of the fam down south to celebrate Grandpa Bob's 80th Birthday! It was a very fun affair, and who doesn't love celebrating life? Grandpa Bob seemed to have a great time and celebrated in true UCLA fashion.

Grandpa says thanks for caring.

I also got to spend a little quality time with my favorite 3-year old...

And I hung out with the weight-lifting champion from Taiwain, junior league...

Beyond that, we got some good Hawaiian food with Kirst, checked out a cool modern cathedral in downtown LA, and ate some yummy snacks in Little Tokyo. Fun times were had by all.

Police, everybody down!

Well, yesterday was quite the day, let me tell you. It started with a bit of sleeping in (huzzah!) and the beginning of my CBS Bible Study. I joined CBS last year after Jenn Allen told me how wonderful it was, and she was right. I'm so excited to begin again. And what are we studying you ask? Acts! SO. EXCITED. ABOUT. ACTS. So, since CBS let out early, being the first one, I sat myself down at Starbucks and read a bit of Perelandra, one of my all time favorite books, and probably my fav. CS Lewis read. Then I tromped off to work where it was pretty quiet, so I got out early. After a stop off at Target for some beverages for dinner, I went home. It was a lovely afternoon of cooking, cleaning, knitting, and rockin' music. Around 5 I finally sat down for some good ole' God time. It was me, my journal, my Bible, and my coffee with Blueberry Cobbler Coffeemate (how you tempt me Blueberry Cobbler!). What could go wrong? Let me tell you....

All of a sudden I hear someone walking across my lawn. This is quite common living next to the High School, but out of habit I glanced up and to my surprise, didn't see a high school student. Instead, it was a women in street clothes with a bullet-proof vest on that read POLICE in bright yellow letters. She had a gun holster around her waist, with quite a few weapons.

Ooooookay, that's not super normal.

And then, following behind her were about 7 men, all in street clothes with their bullet-proof vests and guns (lots of guns), ready to scare the heck out of someone. And the last guy had one of those big tools that knocks down doors. Cool, right?

At this point, I'm a little baffled, wondering what the heck I should do. But before I can think too much I hear, right next door mind you, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM. "Police, everybody down!" Then a lot of yelling and screaming. So at this point, I grab my keys and phone and haul butt out of the house. I meet up with my neighbor from behind, who's also just as confused as I am. I guess the police not only surrounded the front, but the back as well. Sweet.

So, that's it. I don't know if anyone was home. I don't know if anyone got arrested. I don't know why 15+ armed personnel stormed my neighbors house. But it happened. (On a side note, I'd like to say that I like my neighbor and have never had any problems with him. He's very entertaining, and always chats with us.) Maybe they weren't even after Jack*, but maybe someone else that comes in and out of there. I just hope it won't be happening again anytime soon. :)

After that we had a lovely dinner party with Mike, Britt and Hannah where we feasted on Huli Huli Chicken (thanks, Kelli!) and played Mario Party into the wee night. I got dead-last place. What a great day.

*Names have been changed for their protection.

A good laugh.

Hey everyone. Jon and I were just looking at pictures, and these all made me laugh. I hope that wherever you are, and whatever you're doing, you're having fun. Enjoy!

It's About Time!

So, I haven't blogged in quite some time and began to get some sass for it. I had plenty of things to write about, but I felt it was my duty to blog first and foremost about Haiti. After I did the Haiti blog, everything else would come.

So last night, after a bit of Mario Kart with the Shaws I sat down and started my Haiti blog. Boof. I don't know if it was my comp, or blogger, or simply me, but it wasn't happening. Pictures wouldn't download, then they would sideways, but then only 1 picture would load verses the many I wanted to load...finally, I threw in the towel. "I'll do it tomorrow!" I told myself. I then decided it would be good to download some of my Haiti pics onto myspace, because I've also been meaning to do that.

Boof. 5 out of the 8 pics I downloaded turned sideways on me. Why?!?!?! So I finally gave up and declared defeat.

So, here is my blog. It's not about Haiti. It's not about anything really. But it's getting me blogging again. And I promise there will be a Haiti blog (someday) and that my blogs may be more frequent now.

And while I have your attention, I'm reading this amazing book right now called "The Places in Between". I'm so in love with this book and am naming my first child after this guy. He rocks.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

So Jon, Britt, Hannah, Mike, Dave and I went to go see the latest installment of Harry Potter this last Wednesday...and boy oh boy did it rock! I really enjoyed it, particularly:

-Sirius. I don't care what you say Michael Shaw, Sirius is wonderful!
-Snape. He's such a pleasure to watch on screen. I can't help but smile. I particularly loved when he's entering Harry's mind and sees him and Sirius hugging. It shows Snape in the background saying, "I think I may vomit..."
-Bellatrix. Psychotic Death Eater at it's best.
-Luna. Can I hug her?
-Harry as teacher of Dumbledore's Army. He should be DADA teacher next year. That would almost certainly means that he would die...maybe that's how Jo chooses to kill him!
-"I must not tell lies." Umbridge was crazy, and she was perfect.

The story moved quicly, and I liked that. It kept a brisk pace, but was never overwhelming. They did a fabulous job of squeezing a HUGE book into 2+ hours, and keeping all the important storylines, and changing small things just for the sake of time. So hats off to the best Harry Potter film yet!

Cheers to the happy couple!

Where has the time gone? It seems that so much has happened, and I haven't blogged on any of it, so you're in for a long haul. Welp, here goes!

Two weekends ago Jon and I headed up north for Drana and Brandon's wedding. Drana was my roomie after college and is a really dear friend. The wedding was wonderful! It was in Benitia, in this old clock tower overlooking the bay and it was absolutely gorgeous. Considering the fact I was wearing lilac and was okay with it, it had to be a good day! It was also a fun wedding because one of my best friends, Ashley, was the matron of honor so I got to hang with her, and the bridal party rocked! All the girls were wonderful and it was so fun to get our nails done, and hang in the hotel, laugh, and drink the best soy latte I've ever had from Sabino's. And, I must say it was very organized because the day of the wedding us girls had like 5 hours to chill and get ready. Go organized Drana! So, here's to the happy couple who is in China on their honeymoon. Aren't they cute? And here's all us (hottie) bridesmaids. By the by, when did my hair become red???

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

I just finished HP Book 6 and am v. excited for Book 7 to arrive. My favorite book has been Book 3 for quite some time, but I think 6 may have just over-taken it. I appreciate the fact that they're all grumpy, hormonal teenagers that like to bend the rules. So, now I'm just formulating all my theories for Book 7 (which mainly consists of e-mailing Ruth and Michael at least twice a day...) and waiting on pins and needles to see Snape redeem himself.

A Thousand Splendid Suns

If a book’s worth is measured in whether or not it can be put down, then Khaled Hosseini’s new novel, “A Thousand Splendid Suns” is pure gold. I started it on Saturday night at 9pm, and finished 6 hours later.

Parker had recommended Hosseini’s debut novel, “The Kite Runner” to me earlier in the year. It easily slipped into my top 5 favorite book list. I won’t review that novel here, but please go read it. It’s utterly amazing. So, when I found out that Hosseini had a new book coming out, I was sooooo excited and couldn’t wait to read it. I’ve had the book on my shelf for awhile, but was forcing myself to get through East of Eden before I started. I had a feeling if I started reading Suns, I would give up on Eden. And I would’ve.

As most of you know, I really have a heart for the Middle East, and am constantly reading books about situations over there. I think that’s why his books resonate with me. I really do feel that part of that culture is wrapped up in me, whether it’s from my time in Turkey or not, I’ll never know. This book follows the story of two women, Mariam and Lalia during the war-torn years of Afghanistan. Therefore, it’s a heart rendering story of the brutality of war and “love”, and the triumph of family and real love. Hosseini was praised for his ability to enter the women’s psyche, and it’s really true. I didn’t think much of it while I was reading, but that was what made it so good. I never questioned the way the women thought, acted, or felt. It was all true and rational (as far as women go J). He makes you feel the honest desperation that many women felt during that time. As Nana tells Mariam, “Learn this now and learn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam."

I think everyone needs to read this book, even more than they need to see Wicked (I told you it was good). Read it in honor of the great country of Afghanistan, in honor the Kabul and its thousand splendid suns, in honor of history, and in honor of the thousands of women who have died with no one to hear their story.

East of Eden and moving on...

Taste is a funny thing. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, so to speak. That said, Steinbeck is not my cup o’ tea. However, I can agree with his most avid fans that he is a phenomenal writer. He engages you and makes characters so real it can be scary. There were paragraphs I read that made me want to do nothing but read it over and over, simply to re-live the magic of his words. I just don’t think his genre engages me the way others do. But I heard from friends, with very similar taste to my own, that ‘East of Eden’ was worth my time. And I think it was, even if it took a lot of that said time.

I forced myself through the first 70 pages or so. I wasn’t too intrigued until Kate entered. Kate may be the most well written character I have ever encountered. Steinbeck worked the story miraculously to make you like, and hate Kate, the spawn of pure evil. You therefore understand what Adam was feeling. And that needed to happen, because if not, you would think of Adam as the biggest fool on the planet.

Even after Kate entered, there were moments I wanted to put the book down and walk away. But Amy, my book club partner-in-crime, convinced me over Thai food to keep reading. And I’m glad she did. Thanks, Amy!

What’s important is what I walked away with. And that was a very clear line of good and evil that is a bit fuzzy in our modern-day world. There was such a brutal honesty in that book. Today I think too often we play the “I did it for the good of whoever” card. We lie because we think someone can’t handle the truth, or because they would misuse it. But that isn’t our call. We are not God, and cannot imagine what act of kindness, or justice would do to someone’s soul. We must be truthful to a fault, and allow God to work through that. Adam gave her the money. I wouldn’t of, and that is where I fail.

Lee was by far my favorite character of the book. I think he conveyed that honesty, which was probably quite modern for the day. Most people would see the Easterner as un-biblical, but he lives the truth out in his Oriental way and often becomes the voice of reason.

I do recommend this book. I may not add it to my favorite book list. But, I keep thinking about it, and that is generally the sign of a great book in my mind. This has inspired me to read more Steinbeck (don’t assume I’ll be walking around with ‘Grapes of Wrath’ anytime soon!), and it is fun to read a book where Paso and SLO are mentioned. It connects you. So, as it is in all of nature, thou mayest read this book. And I think it would be good for your soul.

Space Nerds

Tonight Jon received a call from Isaac and Katie, old friends from Cal Poly. Isaac had worked Uzai Kampi Turkiye 2003, and the next year had his girlfriend (now fiance) Katie, her best friend Nora, and Jon join him! I suppose I should call our matchmaker, although it wasn't intentional! Anyway, we met up with them in Pismo for some good 'ole Splash and the Bucks. It was a blast. We all walked along the beach, and it was fun because Katie and I got to talk. We weren't super close in Turkey, so it was fun to hang out. She's a really fun gal.

At Starbucks we got to talking about space (of course!) and were discussing the space shuttle Atlantis that just detatched from the International Space Station. Isaac said that you could actually track the two following each other in the night sky. He had print outs showing the night sky, the path across it, and when exactely we would be able to see it (like the title states, nerds). When Jon and I got home we went out to the park and stood around looking. It was pretty cloudy in the north, which was where the shuttle would be coming from, but we saw it! It was so neat! There were 2 really bright, large dots, one of which was kinda redish, moving very quickly through the sky for about a minute. Then they quickly faded and were gone as they passed into the earth's shadow. I loved looking up there and knowing that 708 km above us were people! I mean, honestly, it's incredible we got people up there, and that they can survive for weeks in floating metal. You can see it tomorrow night around 9:15 I think. Go to this sight to track it. http://spaceflight.nasa.gov/realdata/tracking/ Just say it. I'm a space nerd. And proud of it, bay-bee!

And in a final word, congrats to Katie and Isaac on their engagement and up-coming wedding. I'm really excited for them. They're a really fun couple that love the outdoors (Isaac, I'll never forget the trail you forged at Kayakoy for the amazing view of Oludeniz...), and each other. I know you'll be so happy together and will enjoy a lifetime of fun and crazy times!

Popular

Saturday Night was filled with the joy, giddiness, and eager anticipation that only happen's on a few blessed events. The 1st would be your wedding, 2nd would be opening a new Harry Potter book, and the 3rd would be...musicals! And in particular, Wicked! (Man, how nerdy am I? HP and Musicals. Jeez...)

Jon's parents bought all of us tickets to see Wicked, and man oh man, what a show. This was my second time seeing it, but the seats were better this time, so I actually saw more. Also, I had forgotten a lot of the little things that make this show what it is. I highly urge everyone out there to go see it. Even those people that make fun of musicals. Let me tell you, this will take your breath away. How in the world this didn't win the Tony is beyond me. (Speaking of the Tony's, what was up with this year's nominations? I'm a bit disappointed. Luckily, last year's nominations still have me singing.)

For those of you that don't know the story, I'll give a brief background. Wicked is the story of the Witch's of Oz, before Dorothy dropped into town. It is set at Shiz, a University near the Emerald City. Our story follows Galinda (with a 'Ga') and Elphaba (the Wicked Witch of the West) and their struggles as roommates (how could this show not be good?). The music is amazing, and I cry everytime during 'Defying Gravity'. The sets are wonderful, and the costumes give you that truly Ozian feel.

This cast is pretty good. Galinda was hysterical, but her lack of soprano singing left me a bit annoyed. Our Elphaba was an understudy, but you would've never know it because she rocked. She had such a beautiful voice and she truly made you fall in love. Fiyero was good, but his voice was so different from Norbert Leo Butz (the original) that it threw me off at first. But I really enjoyed him, and also think that he would make an excellent Franki Valli in 'Jersey Boys'. The soundtrack features the original cast, and is amazing with the talents of Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenewith. It's a good purchase.

All in all, I just think people should see this show. So if you ever listen to me, now would be the time. GO SEE WICKED!

An ode to the land where no one can pronounce my name

Morgen. It's everywhere. It's in the hands of every German that can read via the Berliner Morgenpost. It's on the lips of old whizened men and young rambunctious 'kinders' shouting 'Guten Morgen!'. It even is so persistent as to stay around longer than morning time. It is now a friendly greeting, a 'hey' if you will. Morgen is everywhere.

So it's really wierd that the German's couldn't pronounce my name.

They would ask what my name was, and I would respond, "Morgan". I was then met with blank stares, and attempts of pronunciation. "Moor..." "Morg-..." The confusion was always cleared up when I said, "Guten MORGEN". "Ah! Guten Morgen! Yah, yah..." I love it.

But that is not truly the point of this blog. The point is that my dear friend, Anissa, is leaving TODAY for Germany for 6 weeks. I am so excited for her. Berlin was my first love. It was my first mission trip, and my first overseas adventure. How could I not love it. It was the beginning. Because of my trip to Berlin I am who I am today. (Cheesy, but it's true). There is something so seductive about that city, it traps you in. So Anissa, I wish you a trip of joy, grace, love, and fun as you enjoy one of the coolest countries around. My homeland, Deutschland.

I think they were dogs.

So I've been killing time by checking out random people's knitting blogs, which are (I can say unashamedly) my secret obsession.

So I happened upon one blog, and this girl had to be really rich. You could just tell from her house, her clothes, and the random pictures she had of golf courses in Palm Beach. And then, I saw them. She had a picture of her two dogs named (I kid you not) Bentley and Porsche. And I'm not trying to be rude or judgmental, but they were they ugliest dogs I have ever seen.

I just needed to share that with someone.

A Pirate's Live For Me?

WARNING: If you have not seen Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End, trust me, you do NOT want to read this blog. It will ruin it for you. And now, without further adieu, my blog...

I loved Pirates 1. I saw it with Angela and Shawna, and the next day we all went out and bought shiny gold bangles and big hoop earings because we wanted to be Pirates. And Captain Jack? Welp, he stole my heart.

Fast forward a couple years. Pirates 2. Oh man, big disappointment. A bit too comical, too many random parts that didn't fit in (What was with that whole tribal scene. I mean honestly, what was the point of that?) Jack and Elizabeth both became a bit, well, disloyal to who they were. I felt Elizabeth was a hussy, and Jack was only concerned for himself. And that didn't fit with who they were in the first film. And by the end of the movie, I had about a zillion questions, and no answers. How in the world was Barbosa alive? Now that's just ridiculous. The one thing that I did love about the second one was lovely Will Turner. The one who was always true to self, the one always willing to help others, even to his own downfall. Faithful Will Turner.

Onto Pirates 3. I was very excited. I would finally get answers to all my questions. And for the most part, the movie was great. While I still have no understanding of who Beckett was and why he was so angry (yet quite wanny-ish...I mean, did he always have to drink tea so daintly?), I felt that this was a good movie. I bought into all the pirate lore, and even Calypso. I loved the 9 Pirate Lords, and LOVE that Elizabeth was elected their King. And the entire scene in Singapore was wonderful...that was probably my all time favorite movie set ever. However, HOWEVER, the entire movie was absolutely ruined for me because WILL TURNER DIED. Honestly, do you see that picture up there? Kill him, are you crazy? He's the only true character in the entire thing. Not once did he change. Even when he became Captain of the Black Pearl (for like 2 seconds) he was still loyal to that crew and only did it to save his father. He never betrayed anyone to death, and was always faithful to Elizabeth (who was still wiping away the kiss from Jack...argh...) And they go and kill him. But not even kill him, they punish him to an eternity of transporting dead people to the beyond. And he didn't even have a choice. I mean, he's dying from the sword in his heart, he's half delirious and probably more than a little upset he's dying after just getting married, and then Jack puts the knife in his hand and has him kill Davy Jones' heart. Seriously?!?!?!?

A lot of people, actually most people, loved this movie. And they all felt that Will needed to die. But it seriously ruined it for me. I was so upset. Captain of the Flying Dutchman was what Jack wanted. That was why Elizabeth traded Jack for Will on the island conference, so he could stab the heart and rule the seas. But no, Will dies and is punished to an Elizabeth-less (more-or-less) eternity.

I no longer want to be a Pirate.

A new hobby...

I am greatly indebted to Barlow who, that's right, taught me how to make sushi! Woo hoo! It was really fun, and actually really easy. Plus, it gives me a chance for a little creativity to flow. So, everyone watch out, sushi nights at the Coltrane's.

East of Eden

The spring flowers in a wet year were unbelievable. The whole valley floor, and the foothills too, would be carpeted with lupins and poppies. Once a woman told me that colored flowers would seem more bright if you added a few white flowers to five the colors definition. Every petal of blue lupin is edged with white, so that a field of lupins is more blue than you can imagine. And mixed with these were splashes of California poppies. These too are of a burning color -- not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of the poppies.

Under the live oaks, shaded and dusky, the maidenhair flourished and gave a good smell, and under the mossy banks of the water courses whole clumps of five-fingered ferns and goldy-backs hung down. Then there were harebells, tiny lanterns, cream white and almost sinful looking, and these were so rare and magical that a child, finding one, felt singled out and special all day long.

Oh What A Night!

You know when people rave about a movie? They just go on and on and on until you finally see it...and are totally disappointed. They built it up way too much. So, because I would never want to ruin Jersey Boys for anyone, I won't do that (even though I really want to). I'll try to make this short and concise.

Oh man, Jersey Boys is amazing! (Okay, I tried...I failed...). Winner of the Tony for Best Musical for 2006, it's not hard to see why. It follows the true life story of Frankie Valli (not 'ey') and The Four Seasons from their start in Jersey to their fame and eventual downfall. Walking into this, I didn't know anything about the Four Seasons, and couldn't even have named a song. However, you find yourself singing along for most of the musical, because the Four Seasons had a zillion hit songs that still play today. Despite all the sorrow, it's surprisingly up-beat (mostly thanks to their catchy songs like "Big Girls Don't Cry").

We saw it in San Francisco at the Curran Theater on Geary St. It's a classic old theater that they're in the middle of restoring. The cast was absolutely amazing, and really nice. We got to meet them after the show and they were so nice and humble and thankful for all the fans. That was really neat. The guy that played Frankie had the best voice, it literally gave me chills. It's coming to LA in a couple of weeks, but I say make the trip up north and see it there. It's worth it and is playing all the way until September 3rd. Also, the guy that plays Nick Massi has been with the show since it opened at the La Holla Playhouse back in 2004. So you get to see an original cast member which is always fun (he's the guy on the far left).

I would gladly go see it again. I already asked Jon when that will be. :)

WARNING: Man oh man, did this show have cussing. I mean, it's about 4 guys from Jersey. It makes Good Will Hunting sound like a Disney Channel Movie. So if you hate profanity, this show is not for you. Beyond that it's not too bad. There is one scene with a couple girls in lingerie, but it's short. As a whole, it's a clean mafia flick with catchy show tunes.

Moloka'i

I just finished a really wonderful book. Moloka'i by Alan Brennert. It followed the story of a young girl, Rachel Kamala, who is diagnosed with leprosy. Practically the entire account takes place on the island of Moloka'i, infamous for the leper colony that still exists to this day (although isolation is no longer legal).

What I really enjoyed about this book was the history of it all. It was quite accurate, including well known characters such as Father Damien, a Flemish Roman Catholic priest who gave up everything to live among the lepers. He eventually caught "the bug" and died in Moloka'i. (His right hand is a holy relic at a church in Maui...really...) All the places described in the book are actually there, and much is based off of actual historical account.

If you like to travel in real life and in literature, then I recommend this book. It grips you with island life, and by the end all I wanted to do was hop on a plane and head to the land of hula and kalua pork (I instead headed to San Francisco where I got Kalua Pork at L and L's. Yum.)

And props to the Liebs, and Kaleb Baker, who actually got to live on the island. Very cool.

WARNING: This book is sad, and by sad, I mean utterly devestating because it follows a group of people with a deadly disease. But it's so hauntingly beautiful that the sorrow just blends with the history of it all into a unique book. There isn't any cussing (that I remember), and only one or two "racy" scenes. (My mom recommended and bought it for me, how bad can it be?) If anyone wants to borrow it, let me know.

Who?

Well, it's true, I have a blog. It's probably going to be my over-the-top opinion on everyday life. Enjoy!