Friday, February 27, 2009

Winter Camp 2009: Before

  We are off to Winter Camp!!!



Me... with these Junior Highers...




To Verdugo Pines...



Please pray for us! Really really pray for us. I am sooo excited to see what the Lord does this weekend. Not just in the students lives, but even in MY life. 

The students going were just hand picked by the Lord, and I know He is going to do amazing things. There are certain students that I am just really praying for a huge breakthrough, and so please join me in prayer. 

Thursday, February 26, 2009

"Everything is Amazing, Nobody is Happy"

Found this video through a friend... it's funny and enlightening. Also, youtube is now customizing their videos to be however you want them! Which will be ironic to you after you watch this video... But I was able to choose the size of the embedded youtube clip, and the color blue at the bottom. Oh! And I was able to say "no no" to all that advertisement stuff at the bottom of the video! Awesome!



And then there is this sweeeeet Johnny Cash video that Mars Hill Church made in memory of him on his birthday today...

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Growing Up: Taxes

I am going to start a new series called "Growing Up", capturing the moments of figuring out little life details for myself. Lately, I have been thinking a lot about how awesome it is that my blog will be on the Internet forever (well, as long as there is Internet). So when my kids are teenagers, they will be able to look back at what my life was like from now, up until then; isn't that awesome! So if you are reading this future children - hello, I love you, and I love your father ;)

I thought it would also be fun to post a picture of me when I was little to each post. This will start to be quite the task, as I need to go get my photo albums out of my parents storage unit, but I have a few to begin with. This picture is me, my cousin Aaron, and my dad. Personally, I think I was a very cute kid - and ugly baby - but a cute kid. My hair was completely out of control. Super thick and curly, and it would get knotted up because I just had so much. I hated it. But now I wish I had it back. I did so much work trying to get rid of it, it's not coming back as fast! Ah! Oh well, what can you do? I think I was 3 or 4 in this picture, and I believe it was around Christmas time. It was taken at my Grandma's house, in which I have very fond memories. As I reminded everyone at her funeral years ago, if you were going to grandma's, then you were eating cheese balls, swimming in the jacuzzi, and playing baseball with a ball made out of duct tape. I loved those time with my family (extended and immediate). 

But I'm growing up, and one thing that I took over responsibility of this year was my taxes. Every year my dad always does my taxes. Well, he takes them to his tax guy. And every year he waits until the last possible moment to do so, and I am running to the post office at 5pm trying to mail them out before I get in trouble. So this year I decided to take care of them all by myself. I wasn't sure what to do - was I supposed to get a tax guy, or buy the turbo tax program at Costco? A bunch of people referred me over to the free online Turbo Tax but I thought that seemed a little sketchy. One day, I had all my stuff in order, and I just wanted to take care of it, so I decided I was going to try out this famous Turbo Tax

I logged in and started the process. It was incredibly easy, and my singleness and poor-ness qualified me for the free turbo taxer. Within a matter of 20 minutes, I was on my way to receiving a very large reimbursement (mostly related to college expenses). And for an extra $30, I was able to receive my money within two weeks, and right into my bank account (hence the new bed I sleep on currently). Now I have my taxes conveniently on my computer in PDF form, and also just a click away in my turbo tax account. Turbo tax is just TOO easy, and I highly recommend it for all you single, poor people out there. 

As for me, I LOVE that I did this on my own. I don't know why taxes were always so intimidating to me, and I feel so much more independent now that I have done them by myself, and can start keeping records for myself. 

Stay tuned for next time, as we look at how, for the first time ever, I bought a bed (with MY money!)

Friday, February 20, 2009

A little iPhone photo update...

First off, I would like to remind you all of how talented I am ;)
I made this flyer! I learned some new (invaluable) tricks, and I am kinda excited about knowing my way around illustrator better. Up next - photoshop. I like to say I am the "new Reinhardt"... but Simone always reminds me (in her accent...) - "I can fix the internet! I am the new Reinhardt!" Okay Simone... Okay... we will split the credit...

Dinner with the ladies at my house...

Skeeeethcy LA court...

I had my Junior High kids act out Acts 3 and 4. I told them whoever did the best job, would win candy. They got so into it! And I appointed 8th grade directors who did such a great job!...

As usual, I told them it was a tie and gave them all candy. Then I shouted out - "When did the crippled man become healed in Acts?!" And they shouted - "Acts chapter 3!" :)
THEN, 3 kids gave their lives to the Lord that morning (2 the Sunday before that)! God is doing amaaazing things in this Junior High Ministry... we had THIRTY kids in there last Sunday! ...

Wolfpack reunited! We love you Piercey!...

Newest member of the wolfpack - Cassandra (Pierce's GF)...

A nice lady offered to take a picture with me in it...

O John...

Awoooo!...

Jono and Simone bought the staff a chefmate...

So we can make toasted sandwiches at work...

Grilled Cheese...

Had dinner with the Knaup's and Erin...

Then we went to Coldstone...
It's been a fun filled couple of weeks, and I am loving that I can take pictures on my iPhone! I love my iPhone!!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Emerging or Emergent?

Rock Harbor church is a church in Costa Mesa, California. I have many friends who attend this church, and every now and then I will go on a Sunday night (love that 9pm service...). My church has been lucky enough to have had a great relationship with the staff at RH, and have been able to learn many things from them. RH is doing amazing things for the Kingdom on earth, and I look forward to their future. 

Recently, they have been accused of being "emerging", or "emergent". They have addressed this in three ways: (1) - They have not ignored the issue, and they are very open and honest with their church about this claim against them:


(2) - They have written a series of essays about their stance on certain doctrinal issues:
Women in Ministry

(3) - They held a forum at their church addressing the issues, which you can watch here:

Video of Rock Harbor's Forum on the Emerging Church

I haven't watched the forum, but I have read the essays. They are well written, and they definitely line up with my beliefs as a Christian. I would not identify RH as an "emerGENT" church. We need to make sure that we understand their is a difference between a church being identified as "emerGING", and "emerGENT". I won't get into it on my blog, because I am just not that interested in this topic, but I did want to address this publicly because I believe that RH is too great of a church to have these kinds of rumors going around about them. But you can read more about "emerging" vs. "emergent" here

Monday, February 16, 2009

Can I get a Discipleship Sandwich with a side of Evangelism please?

I have been quite confused lately at what I want my next step in life to be. I love working at my church because I have to opportunity to minister and disciple, and I have a desire to continue in my education in the area of theology, leadership, ministry, and community outreach. But as soon as I started my new job at the hospital, I began to love it as well... but for different reasons. Because the job itself isn't very fun (not at all), but I like having a chance to meet new people... people who don't know the Lord. 

The craziest part of my job is when I am required to ask every single patient if they have a "religious preference". We have to ask mainly because of Jehovah Witnesses' beliefs about blood transfusions. We have special bracelets and stickers that we have to utilize if someone is a JW. It is always so awkward when I ask this question because it is preceded by - "So this is how you spell your name?... and your birth date is?... and are you married?... do you have a religious preference?..." Awkward! People are totally blindsided by it! Especially because I have to verify their preference if they already had one listed...ie - "So, you are Muslim, correct?"

People are almost offended by me asking them this. I have had some great responses. My favorite's are the one's with parents bringing in kids - one parent says "no", my child doesn't have a religious preference, and the other reminds them that they are Catholic. Or the people who just look at me confused and angry and mutter out, "No, no religious preference." I love all the "Ummm... I guess I am a Christian" answers. And I get so excited when people exclaim, "Wow! We were just talking about that!" It is absolutely amazing to me how many people know absolutely nothing about religion or God. There are so many lost people out there! 

God just sets me up for conversations through my job. Not only are these people obviously thinking of death, because death happens in hospitals, but then I am this random person asking about what they think about God (implying Heaven and Hell), as they lay on a gurney. I have already had so many conversations with people about religion, and God - not only patients, but my co-workers too. Just the other night I had a conversation with a co-worker and she was telling me how her son is really involved in youth group, and how he tries to get her to come to his church. As I talked with her, I thought to myself how her son and his friends/pastor probably pray for Christians to witness to his mom at work, just like I pray for my family (I'm totally crying while writing this.... what a great opportunity to be used by God)! I love being a listening ear for people as they want to tell their stories. I always leave SO pumped up for the Gospel and evangelism after my shifts at work... it's the only thing that keeps me going. 

After working at the ER all weekend, I start my work week at the church. I know that I am doing good by preparing things for Sunday mornings (where people will hopefully come to know the Lord), and talking with students and other people at our church. I KNOW I am making a difference. But I can't help shake the feeling that I just don't want to be locked up inside a church for the rest of my life. I mean isn't it strange that I work full-time at a church, but don't really want too because I don't get to evangelize enough myself? I am at this fork in the road and I need decide now - for schools - nursing, or theology? Evangelism, or discipleship? Do I really have to pick between these two? Is there room for both in one life? Really, I am asking you - is there? Can I possibly evangelize to this world working at a church, more than working in a secular job? I don't know if I can...

Do I really want to spend the next two years taking grueling nursing classes? I am not a person who enjoys doing things half-heartily and so I have already been majorly looking at nursing programs that are connected to grad programs (nurse practitioner programs) for nursing students as well (why wouldn't I want to be a great nurse?). But then all I am thinking about is the fact that when I am a nurse, I will finally be able to afford seminary (I just love the Bible so much!) Am I just going to be in school for the rest of my life?! 

I almost feel like it would be unfair for me to be a nurse because that is not where my true passion lies. My true passion lies in the gospel... and my goal in nursing would of course be to save lives physically, but more importantly, to save lives spiritually. 

There seems to be this stigma out there that unless we are in "full-time Christian ministry", we don't want to devote our entire being to saving lives spiritually. But I feel as if my work as a "full-time Christian worker" is spent more dealing with people who have already been saved. Actually, honestly, I feel as if ALL my time is spent dealing with people who are already saved. And I am NOT saying that this is a bad thing, but I just feel like the gifts God has given me are being wasted. Because I am ready and willing to evangelize every day, all day... but I am not doing that working in a church.  

Right now I am eating a discipleship sandwich with a side of evangelism, but I think want an evangelism sandwich with a side of discipleship. Thoughts?


Saturday, February 14, 2009

Mike Erre's New Book.

Okay, seriously, stop what you are doing right now, and take time to read these select excerpts from Mike Erre's new book, "Death by Church". They are from random places throughout the book, but I seriously cannot stop thinking about them. SUCH a good book. You have to get it. 

"The Kingdom (of God) is the focus of God's agenda. It is also the purpose of today's church. The church is not an end in itself, but rather a means to the end of extending the rule and reign of God throughout this planet." ...

"The church is the people of the Kingdom, never the Kingdom itself... The church is not the Kingdom. The Kingdom creates the church in the sense that Jesus formed the church out of His kingdom mission. The phrase 'the church' refers to the people of the kingdom, but not the kingdom itself. God's people witness to the reality of God's kingdom through the proclamation of His redemptive work in Christ (both past and present) and their demonstration of the power of God through the ministry of the Holy Spirit." ...

"The church doesn't build the kingdom (Jesus does), nor does the church work to become the kingdom (the kingdom is received, not achieved)... Because of this, the church must demonstrate the presence of the kingdom. The church's witness is that the age to come has become real here and now. The world must look at the witness of the church and see what God has in mind for His followers; it is to provide and appetizer now for the full banquet of the reality of the kingdom in the nature of the kingdom that will be most fully expressed in the future consummation of the kingdom."...

"When the church ceases being about the work of the kingdom and substitutes in its place the work of the church and its cultural assimilation (ie. a consumer society), we elevate the church (its ministries, experiences, programs, and services) to a place where God never intended it to be. Church was to be the result of people working together in the kingdom, not the focus of the work itself." 

(All italics and bolds are mine)

Knowing proper theology about the Kingdom of God is of the utmost importance for a Christian. I will write more on this in the coming weeks, along with a full book review of "Death by Church". 

Thursday, February 12, 2009

"It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away..."

This my excavation and today is kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed


I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time
It's hard to find it when you knew it... 
(you know what comes next...)

On your back with your racks 
as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks are your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

I've twisting to the sun I needed to replace
The fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down
In a frozen ground

There's a black crow sitting across from me; his wiry legs are crossed
And he's dangling my keys he even fakes a toss
Whatever could it be
That has brought me to this loss?

On your back with your racks as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization
It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
Your love will be
Safe with me


-Bon Iver

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Staff Meeting

You WISH you could sit in on one of our staff meetings. Though if you started now, you probably wouldn't understand anything. From inside jokes about "connecting", Carrie knocking on a fake door on stage during service, or Chris folding his hands saying, "please", "please... stay focused." 

Our meetings are every Tuesday and they are supposed to begin at 10:30 am. After everyone gets settled and prays, we don't usually start until 11:30 am, which makes for a long day. Today we didn't get out of our meeting until 2 pm... long day. There is just always SO much to talk about! And we have a lot of stuff coming up...

Every staff meeting, Tatum takes a picture of me when I am unsuspecting it and posts it to her "loopt" (iPhone). It is very embarassing. But today, I caught one of her. 


Every person gets a chance to talk about their "tasks" they were supposed to accomplish the week before, and what's "on their mind". Somehow I feel like I am the only person to have "tasks"... or at least, everyone seems to be keeping track of my "tasks" (hmmmm...). This past week I had a lot of "tasks", and so I made sure to put everything I completed on our staff agenda. Well everyone was so overwhelmed by my hard work and devotion, that they gave me a standing ovation...

LOL. 

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Slave.

I have an intern and her name is Maritza (aka. Tita). 

She kept calling herself a "slave", and so now the Junior High kids call her a slave as well. 

The other day she exclaimed, "I'm not a slave!" 

Then I reminded her that she does technically work for free, which kind of makes her a slave...

Tita comes in every Wednesday and every Friday to help us around the church, and I could NOT do it without her. I LOVE having her around, and I LOVE watching her grow in the Lord. 

She wrote a very nice blog entry about me a while back, and I haven't given her any credit yet, so here ya go...

I love you slave.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Some sleep IS better than no sleep.

Today I definitely should have been in a car accident. 

If you don't know, I have been working some late night shifts at the Emergency Room to make some extra money (well it's not really "extra"...). On Saturdays I usually work from 6pm - 2:30am, and then on Sundays from 11pm - 7:30am. Well this last weekend I worked on Saturday until 3am, got completely lost on the 73 tollroad ($4.25 later...), and didn't get home until 4am! Then I had to be up for church at 6:30am... it was rough. 

But the good part was that I would want to sleep for a solid 7 hours in the afternoon to prepare for my graveyard shift. I slept until about 9:00pm, got ready for work, and watched a bit of the Grammy's. I grabbed some coffee at a gas station and was off to work. I felt good, awake, and alert. And besides the fact that I still have to deal with 40 year old women calling me "new girl" the entire time, it was a pretty good shift. It is seriously just so funny, I will be sitting right there, and 2 women will be having a conversation about me saying, "Well the new girl doesn't even know how busy this place gets at night..." It takes everything in me to not completely fight back... eerrrhhhh. 

Anyway, at around 5am I started to get really sleepy. I was so frustrated by this because I had just slept for 7 hours... shouldn't I be able to stay awake (really awake) for at least 12-15 hours? I don't understand why my body wants to shut down so easily. But I was still going to go through with my plan to go to court in Downey at 8:30am. 

Court. Many of you have been asking. Well, you see, I have 2 fix it tickets. I was pulled over twice in a 3-day period for my tail light being out, and I didn't have my insurance card. As usual, I am totally irresponsible and forgot all about these tickets until I got a letter in the mail saying that my license would be suspended on February 14th unless I took care of everything. Can I just say right now that February 14th is just going to stink really bad this year... for SO many reasons. Well the story gets even MORE complicated because I received one ticket in L.A., and one ticket in O.C. This means that I have to go to TWO different courts. I'm exhausted just talking about it...

So I went to the O.C. court last week, hoping that the judge would let me pay my fines this week. Well I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I can pay my fines this week. The bad news is that I have to go BACK to see the judge (again!) to get permission to do this. But I thought, hey, no problemo, I will go to court early Friday morning and take care of it, as long as I can take care of my L.A. tickets on Monday (my day off). 

So I am getting directions to the courthouse, and my iPhone is telling me something different than mapquest. After researching and researching, I feel as if the mapquest directions are correct because I got them from the courthouse website. So I leave the hospital and I am like deliriously tired. And to make things worse, one of the ladies who makes fun of me as "new girl" is walking out to her car as the same time as me. And since it had been raining, I had a huge army print tarp over the hood of my car that I had to take off, shake out, and stick in my front seat. So embarrassing.  

I start my trek, and I realize that I have to take the 405, to the 605, to the 5, to the 101. I am thinking - "You have GOT to be kidding me." So here I am in rush hour traffic and I am just SO tired. Now, this tired is a tired I have never really felt before. I kind of felt like I was dying because I just had no control over my body. I had my windows down to get the wind in my face, and I was screaming out songs on my radio to try and stay awake, and I was just fading more and more every minute. I mean seriously, I shouldn't have been driving (and I have learned my lesson if you are wondering). 

At one point, I saw a sign that said "Welcome to Downey". But I looked at my directions and saw that I had 20 more miles to go. Stupid, delirious me, just went with the directions, and didn't bother double checking. Eventually I ended up in HOLLYWOOD. Hollywood. That is NOT where I needed to be. I started crying (of course), and I kind of started getting some major anxiety because I really felt like I couldn't make it home... physically. I pulled out my iPhone and tried to redirect myself back to the courthouse, only realizing how stupid I would be to do that because I was already too late, and I was falling asleep! So I just hit home, "take me home iPhone!" I should have trusted my iPhone from the beginning...

I should have stopped at my parents house because I was only 20 miles away from there but all I wanted was my bed sooo badly. Somehow, God miraculously helped me to get home safely, and I vowed to NEVER do something stupid like that again. 

I was super bummed that I missed court this morning because now I am going to HAVE to go on Thursday or Friday. There is just no other way around it... I have to go. But even then, I don't know if I am too late to have them not take away my license, getting everything cleared up the day before. 

The moral of the story #1 - take care of your fix-it tickets right away. Don't be stupid like me. 

Moral of the story #2 - I woke up at noon today (went to sleep at 10am) and felt really refreshed. Looks like two hours of sleep time is better than nothing. 

Ps. I still don't really know how to get to the courthouse in Downey, so if you have ever been there, please, enlighten me...

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Thursday, February 5, 2009

All about me

So seriously, this 25 things about yourself has gotten out of control! If you don't have a facebook, then you probably haven't realized it, but EVERYONE is doing it. I have avoided it for a looong time, thinking to myself that I would never be able to come up with 25 interesting things about myself. But then I had to put myself up to the challenge.

1. I was adopted when I was a baby and I have never met (or wanted to meet) my biological parents.

2. I am nauseous all the time and the doctors can't figure out why. I am probably allergic to everything... but I just don't really want to know that negative stuff.

3. I have always wanted to be a checker at a grocery store.

4. I hate Wal-Mart.

5. I am obsessed with Apple Juice.

6. I can't wear socks to bed because when I was little, some crazy lady told me that I would die if I did.

7. Give me blood, vomit, guts, and broken bones... just don't give me any ear wax. I will barf if I have to clean out and/or see ear wax.

8. Speaking of, I am terrified of barfing. It's a control issue.

9. I like being in control of things.

10. I get over things freakishly quickly.

11. I would like to live somewhere else one day. Preferably on the East Coast, or Europe.

12. I absolutely LOVE to sleep. I really just love it.

13. Sometimes, I just blast a little rap music... I danced non-stop growing up, it's how I get my stress outta my life.

14. In 8th grade, I got suspended.

15. I will probably end up eloping.

16. I have to finish what I start; I just can't leave things with an open-ending.

17. I haven't decided whether I would want to have kids or not.

18. I wish I wasn't so loud... when I drink...

19. I haaaaaate feeling rushed.

20. When I was 6, I had a birthday party, and I didn't want to play a certain game. So I stormed around crying and screaming, tearing down the game so no one else could play. I was an only child, come on!

21. I have met Thom Yorke.

22. I don't like talking on the phone, and I reeeally do not like calling people (especially distant family members who you haven't talked to in forever, but then all of a sudden you can't figure out a chemistry equation and your uncle is a chemist... ya, you know what I'm saying...)

23. I took two years of Greek in college.

24. I can't breathe out of my nose. I would have to have surgery to correct this... maybe one day.

25. This number is my age... and getting any older terrifies me.


iPhone Uploads...

Lunch with these boys is always fun...

Cade is always adorably fantastic...

Wheel of Fortune Auditions...

I wasn't picked... :(

Started our Fruits of the Spirit series...

Had the kids build trees (thanks Jon!); love this one with the roots...

The girls went with the palm tree...
and then every week they will place a new fruit on their tree!

The boys got reeeally into the fruit aspect... (I will show you the whole trees later)

Oh Lord, give me patience... ;)


Also, this video is so funny :)

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Bubble Wrap of Bondage

I am in the weirdest time of my life. 

I feel so many "opposites". For instance, I feel really really stable with a lot of things, but then I feel unstable at the same time. I love my second job, but I would like to quit. I am tired, but I feel like I don't do enough. I feel like I have it all together, but I don't. 

The good thing is that I have never really experienced a time like this God before. And I can't really explain what kind of "time" I am having (because I don't know how to explain it), but I know that this time will give me a lot of strength for the future... a lot of strength. It's kind of weird - I feel like I am building up muscle in my heart, and the muscle is starting to reside in the "fruits" (of the Spirit) which want to come out of me stronger... and better...

Does that make sense?

See, that's why I didn't want to try and explain it. But it's like every single day that I wake up, I feel like the day before helped to make me stronger for my future, because of what I had to endure. Kind of cool that we will be looking at Fruits of the Spirit in Junior High Ministry in the next 2 months. But it's just AMAZING when I realize the amount of grace that God gives me every day. 


I was working at the ER the other night and this young man (my age) came into the ER because he had overdosed. I knew I would have to talk with him eventually about his insurance and information, but I wanted to make sure that I waited for him to come off of the drugs. Hours later, I was asking him some questions about where he lived and under his breath he made a comment about how he wasn't happy with his roommates. I asked why and he said that he wished they wouldn't have found him and that he would have liked to have died. Earlier I had asked him about his religious preference (I have too... it's weird), and he had told me that he was a Christian. So I said to him, well God doesn't want you to die, and that's why you are sitting here with me right now, He gave you a second chance. 

He explained that it was just so hard to quit doing drugs and that he had been to rehab and nothing was working. Then he said something quite profound to me - he said that he believed in God, and he wanted to walk the path that God wanted him to walk, but that he was in so much bondage, he didn't know any other way out but death. He then denied this to the doctor (suicidal thoughts), so they released him.

I told him that I was sorry it was so hard for him. I can't relate. I also told him that God loved him very much, and had an amazing plan for his life. I gave him all my information and invited him to church, letting him know that we have a drug and alcohol ministry that I could introduce him too. He seemed very open to this, even telling the doctor that's what he was planning on doing (I am so going to get fired one day for inviting people to my church...)

Help me by praying for him... I hope he comes... I hope he gets better... I hope he gets some help. 

Is it not amazing how God can use me as I collect people's insurance information? This is why I love my job. 

I mean, this kid came into the hospital and was almost dead, has to spend 90 days in jail, and was treated like a second class citizen by everyone because he is the "overdose". And what do I get to do? I get to pull up a chair, sit with him, listen to his concerns, try to help as best as I can, and show him a little grace. 

It makes the things happening in my life seem so insignificant.

It also makes me realize how amazing God is to use the "overdose" to speak truth into my life about being trapped in bondage. We can all get trapped into bondage in one form or another. It's like bubble wrap - where every bubble is different, and some are easier to pop than the others. It might not be drugs or alcohol, but it could be a lot of different things. The point is that we must continually deny ourselves of these things and fight really hard to get them out of our lives so that we can "walk that path that God wants us to walk". It will probably be hard, and we will probably fall and have to pick ourselves back up again a few times, but we can't give up. Because if we give up, then I won't be collecting insurance, and an "overdose" won't be sitting in a hospital bed next to me. 

Perseverance makes us strong.

Perseverance in the really hard times of life, reminds us that God... is stronger.


Monday, February 2, 2009

I had a party...

... and it was kind of awkward. 

I'm not exactly sure WHAT was so awkward about my party. The people are the same as always... food was pretty good... house is pleasant... 

But for some reason, no one had ANYTHING to talk about. 

So when all else fails, bring out a game! Too bad I have none. Luckily my roomie saved me and brought out Jenga...




I mean, it was fine, it was fine...







Here is the video of when the Jenga came tumbling down. Or is it just called "jenga" when it falls? At some point are you supposed to yell "jenga"? If so, when?



Then my camera died and we all watched a movie until our cars would be towed. Good times. :)