a monday morning with jamie.
Monday, June 23, 2008 at 9:40 AM
I wake up at 8AM. Roll out of bed with greasy hair and question, "Why can't my blow-dry and hair straightening magic last more than 24 hours without turning to muck?!" Get over the fact that that is how God made my hair. Throw myself in the shower, get out of the shower and put the same T-shirt back on. Grab my yoga pants and my Nikes and Ipod. Stop for a break to read the bible and eat eggs. Swallow 24-hour Claritin. Put in way-too-many-eyedrops. (Thrilling, right?) Out the door I go with Taylor.
Run 1km. Question why I am running at 8:30AM on a Monday morning. Mutter to myself that at least it's sunny and not that cold. My Ipod that is shoved in the waistband of my yoga pants keeps slipping. Run another 2 kilometres. See a rat scamper across the road. Think "I've never seen a rat run across the road." Run 100m. Think, "It's pretty cool that I just saw a rat run across the road and didn't scream like a girl. I must be pretty tough." Run another 100m. Keep closing my eyes, alternating one at a time because my allergies are screaming at me. I wonder if it's safe to run with one eye open. I stop closing my eyes. I start walking at 5KM and go back to alternating my eyes. I run, charging up a big hill and when I reach the top I feel like I'm going to keel over. Back to walking.
I finally reach my house. My favourite thing to do after a run (it's a little twisted, I know!) is take a look in the mirror. It's quite funny. I always wonder how so many short pieces of hair I didn't know I had can be sticking up at all angles. The random bobby-pins I've placed to keep these mysterious short pieces in place have always slipped towards the back of my head. My lips are always dry, my face red. But today, I got the added bonus of completely blood-shot red eyes. Joy.
More eye-drops. A Halls cough-drop for my throat (they are the only thing that keep me from wanting to punch my throat in anger! Somehow violence makes me ignore the scratching feeling?) Another shower and after all this kafuffle, doing my hair is out of the question. A quick ten-second braid makes me thankful I have long hair. The End.
Well the End of Monday Morning. On Saturday morning we made the drive down to Seattle (Issaquah, WA to be specific) to move my brother into his dorm for the next eight-weeks. He will be doing the Summer Generation Interns Program with The City Church. We spent Saturday loading his stuff into his tiny home, buying groceries and other miscellaneous items like wash towels and paper plates. We were busy with that until 7pm. After dinner, My Mom and Dad and I crashed back at our favorite hotel, the Redmond Marriot, and watched Juno--I loved it! We just got back at about 9pm last night, and I arrived home to about 15 emails to answer. My brain felt like it was going to explode so I made a quick to-do list of about twenty-five items that need to be checked off in the next three days. Eeek.
Well, enjoy YOUR Monday--even if it hasn't been eventful as mine yet. Hah!
Run 1km. Question why I am running at 8:30AM on a Monday morning. Mutter to myself that at least it's sunny and not that cold. My Ipod that is shoved in the waistband of my yoga pants keeps slipping. Run another 2 kilometres. See a rat scamper across the road. Think "I've never seen a rat run across the road." Run 100m. Think, "It's pretty cool that I just saw a rat run across the road and didn't scream like a girl. I must be pretty tough." Run another 100m. Keep closing my eyes, alternating one at a time because my allergies are screaming at me. I wonder if it's safe to run with one eye open. I stop closing my eyes. I start walking at 5KM and go back to alternating my eyes. I run, charging up a big hill and when I reach the top I feel like I'm going to keel over. Back to walking.
I finally reach my house. My favourite thing to do after a run (it's a little twisted, I know!) is take a look in the mirror. It's quite funny. I always wonder how so many short pieces of hair I didn't know I had can be sticking up at all angles. The random bobby-pins I've placed to keep these mysterious short pieces in place have always slipped towards the back of my head. My lips are always dry, my face red. But today, I got the added bonus of completely blood-shot red eyes. Joy.
More eye-drops. A Halls cough-drop for my throat (they are the only thing that keep me from wanting to punch my throat in anger! Somehow violence makes me ignore the scratching feeling?) Another shower and after all this kafuffle, doing my hair is out of the question. A quick ten-second braid makes me thankful I have long hair. The End.
Well the End of Monday Morning. On Saturday morning we made the drive down to Seattle (Issaquah, WA to be specific) to move my brother into his dorm for the next eight-weeks. He will be doing the Summer Generation Interns Program with The City Church. We spent Saturday loading his stuff into his tiny home, buying groceries and other miscellaneous items like wash towels and paper plates. We were busy with that until 7pm. After dinner, My Mom and Dad and I crashed back at our favorite hotel, the Redmond Marriot, and watched Juno--I loved it! We just got back at about 9pm last night, and I arrived home to about 15 emails to answer. My brain felt like it was going to explode so I made a quick to-do list of about twenty-five items that need to be checked off in the next three days. Eeek.
Well, enjoy YOUR Monday--even if it hasn't been eventful as mine yet. Hah!
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4 Comments:
I saw your status on Facebook and came to check out your Monday...it cracked me up! I hope the afternoon is better! ;)
Sounds like you had quite the morning! I just graduated from Trinity Lutheran in Issaquah! I hope your brother has a great time this summer!
how awesome! your brother is interning at pastor judah smith's church!!! i love hearing him speak! sorry, just thought that was cool :)
Hi Jamie,
I chuckled when I read your post... I always complain about how dry and hard to manage my hair is, but God must have known that hair would not be a priority to this child of His, so the very thing that gives me hassle, is what allows me to go 4 and 5 days without washing my hair... so I guess I should not complain. lol
Some tricks: gargle with peroxide and water. Try not to swallow. It will kill whatever is living in your throat though...
And oil of Oregano... good stuff... you can get it at any health food or vitamin store... helps with allergies and it's a natural way to fight infections. My family is on this herbal remedy kick right now, but it sure beats buying cold medicine all the time! Hope that helps!
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