Sunday, June 29, 2008

on the topic of tolerance

Recently I have been involved in a small family squabble regarding the expression of opinions and how to respect them. This squabble became very heated but has been mostly resolved. Related to the subject of the squabble was the question of religion and religious tolerance. (I like the word acceptance a bit more as tolerance seems to imply someone is putting up with something rather than really being OK with it.)

I personally feel very confident in my faith (and have for most of my life) but there are members of my family that do not subscribe to organized religion and have differing beliefs from my own. I do not personally have a problem with this in any way, shape, or form but my parents, being rather uptight and set in their ways (for lack of a better term), certainly do. Upon disagreement regarding any religious topic my mother feels a renewed sense of urgency in praying for souls. She has been that way for as long as I can remember and by now I have grown used to her religious rhetoric and cannot be bothered by it. I love my family: they're the only one I have! And I have become comfortable with our differences and similarities and how to negotiate them (for the most part).

I have realized that just because some things work for me does not necessarily mean that they work for others. This has been difficult for me to come to terms with (as I have always been taught that there is a "right" and "wrong" way) and I truthfully still struggle with this idea.

On the topic of religion there is one principle that I feel is at the center of my faith and every other also. It is not always easy for me to remember, being imperfect as I am. But on the whole I do try to stick to this idea. -->

Norman Rockwell is pretty stinkin' awesome. His pictures wonderfully illustrate humanity as it is and, ideally, as it could be. This picture is one that I've loved for a very long time and I think fits very well with this post.

People are people no matter where you go. We should all strive to remember that everyone is valuable (even though they may not agree with our beliefs/opinions and may drive us up a wall) and has something to offer. Kindness and understanding is necessary to achieve cooperation and peace.

I'm working on being nicer: I am not always successful and there are people that have an extraordinary talent for getting the worst out of me. But I'm trying.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Music, Sweet Music

In preparation for our wedding next year, Kevin and I have been attending weekly Sunday church services at St. John's Episcopal Church in Detroit. It's located right next door to Comerica Park and right across the street from Hockeytown Cafe and the Fox Theatre. I grew up going to this church and have a ton of memories there, so it's nice to be back. I like sharing stories and past experiences with Kevin every week and it's neat to see all of the people I remember from my childhood after being gone for so long. My favorite part about going every week, though, is the music. I love to sing and I have many favorite hymns, not to mention the awesome choir and organ music we're treated to every week.
This week was a particularly good one, music-wise. Please find the hymn words and main tunes linked below. The first one was my pick and the second was Kevin's. These hymns are from The Episcopal Hymnal printed in 1940.
506 Father in heaven, who lovest all - Tune: Lledrod
519 Once to every man and nation - Tune: Ebenezer (Ton-y-botel)

Please be prepared to see more hymns listed here... since I love them so much. :)

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Clearing things up

Never ask for comments: no one, save your roommate, is willing to oblige you. (btw, thanks Beth!)
In case anyone was wondering: the video to which Bethany was referring is hilarious, please check it out.

Running into people you haven't seen in a long time can be awkward... beware!

I LOVE Two Weeks Notice... it's just so funny. Kevin claims to really hate any movie with Hugh Grant, but then he is the one that told me to watch Nine Months (because he liked it himself).

Antoni Gaudi was an amazing architect. Most of his buildings are in Barcelona and all of them are fabulous. My favorite is La Sagrada Familia. This is the Nativity side. This is the Crucifix side. I think it's spectacular. It's been under construction since 1882 and is not scheduled to be finished until 2026. Being in an Art class makes me want to return to Europe and see things.

I still need to buy National Treasure 2. It's simply the best, in case you didn't know.

I'm excited to go camping! Are other people bringing their dogs too? Not that anyone will respond to that question... but I was just wondering.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Debating

While discussing whether or not we would enter our wedding reception to The Final Countdown, Kevin boldly stated, "If it's good enough for the Pistons, it's good enough for us."

Does anyone have any thoughts on this subject?

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Poor Lucy Goose

This post is dedicated to my poor little dog, Lucy. (sorry, everyone, that it's taken me forever to write! I know at least one of you has been waiting for this post for a while.)

The subject matter of this post is rather funny but Lucy is really not enjoying herself right now (thus the post title).

For those of you who don't know: Lucy is prone to ear infections. She gets them about twice a year in spring and fall. I've been told she most likely has some kind of seasonal allergy. At any rate we have to make vet visits every time she has an ear issue to get a swab and to be prescribed the same cleaning solution and antibiotic ointment.

Cleaning Lucy's ears consists of me sitting on her head and squirting cleaning solution in her ears and then applying some of the antibiotic ointment, while all the time she is trying her darnedest to escape. Between ears I have to flip her over hog-tie style so she can't get away. It's pretty traumatic. Normally when she's got medicine going on for her ears she gets pretty comfortable spending a lot of time under someone's bed (not mine: I have too many things under there) because she feels like I can't find her and thus won't sit on her head; little does she know that I'm under the vet's orders.

Well recently Lucy began her yearly ritual of shaking her head and scratching her ears. I recognized the tell-tale signs of an ear infection and began cleaning them with the solution I'd had leftover from our last vet visit. Things did not improve and I knew I had to make an appointment. A couple days before we were scheduled to go in and get her ears checked out I discovered that Lucy's outer ear (the floppy part of her ear) was all swollen. I wasn't sure what it could be... I looked it up on the internet the night before we were to see the vet. Turns out it's called an aural hematoma. Basically, it's cauliflower ear for dogs and it caused by excessive shaking of the head when the ear canal is already irritated. The website I found told me that hematomas must be drained and treated with steroids in order to heal and if that treatment doesn't work: surgery. Needless to say, I started freaking out about money and poor little Lu (who has enough problems already with her allergies and epilepsy) having to go through all of that.

We went to the vet and got the usual ear stuff out of the way and then addressed the issue of the hematoma. Given that it was not too big or serious we were able to put in a drainage tube that would allow all of the fluid trapped in there to come out and her ear to heal. No surgery required! The only catch to this, the cheaper solution, was that she also had to wear one of those horrible plastic cones to keep her from being able to scratch her ears and remove the tube. And so we come to the amusing part of the story that I'd mentioned above.

Lucy's been wearing her cone since our vet appointment last Thursday and so has been running into things and getting stuck on furniture since last Thursday also. She hates wearing her cone: she can't see very well, she can't sniff the ground (or anything else) when she goes outside, she needs help getting up onto the bed where she sleeps, she can't get any toys out of the toy basket, she can't chew on any bones and worst of all: she can't scratch her ears. On top of the stupid cone (which is not just annoying for Lucy but also for her humans) Lucy must undergo ear treatment as she did before plus take oral antibiotics and aural steroids. This means she starts and ends each day with me sitting on her head and then shoving pills down her throat.

The only upside to this entire situation is that it makes for funny stories of the dog running into things and she had a "cast" for everyone to sign! The signing of the cone was Ashley's idea but I liked it so much that I asked others that came to visit to sign it too and Lucy ended up with 6 whole signatures (one of which was from Lola)!
This is what the signatures said:
  • Even though you have a cone on your head you don't look like a conehead. Love, Ashley
  • I'll help you get toys! Love, Lola
  • I hope you don't bump your head too much! Love, Frances
  • Keep your head up, goose! Love, Alexa
  • Get well soon, beast! Love, Scott
  • Beth's direct quote is currently in my trunk and so she will be quoted later on but it had to do with Lucy getting a lot of time for meditation throughout the cone experience. Whenever Lucy ran into something she would stop and be still and just stand there until someone came to free her. She seemed very reflective.
***Things have changed since I started this post and Lucy is no longer wearing her cone. Her hematoma is healing nicely and her tube was removed last Friday after having it in for only a week! We're all very happy without the cone and things are starting to get back to normal. We now have an arsenal of allergy medication and will hopefully not have to deal with this ear issue anymore.... wouldn't that be wonderful?!***

Please see some photographic evidence of the hilarity that was our cone experience below:
Lola was very supportive throughout the whole ordeal and even put on her own cone to make Lucy feel better... Lucy did not appear very grateful for the gesture.


Also: something funny happened in church 3 Sundays ago:
It was time to listen to the sermon and I asked Kevin to keep our place in the prayer book by bookmarking it with his Sunday bulletin... and this is what I said:
"You wanna put your thing in there?"
Kevin leaned over and whispered:
"That's what she said."
I almost died holding in my laughter.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

A Post for Ashley and Ayesha

This post is for Ashley and Ayesha who have both moved away from HCrizzle and so have missed the recent Earth Day celebrations.

Here are pictures of some of the many Earth Day poster entries (winners have a Green Footprint Award).


















































Hope you guys enjoyed these... I think they're awesome. There were obviously more of them... but that would've been A LOT of pictures!
Another thing to add to this post:
I was recently spending some good quality time with my good quality friend Frances and we stumbled upon a discovery that very much reminded me of the special performance of the well-loved group Urinary Tractor Convention. Frances lives in Ypsilanti and we had been out for a walk around her neighborhood and were returning to her house for a rest when we noticed a gathering beginning in the backyard of the house next door. We weren't sure what was going on and so forgot about it for a while. We were inside talking and then began hearing a strange sound... thus began the stalking:

This picture was taken from an upstairs window of Fran's house. We were still unsure of what the sound was but obviously something was going on outside. We snuck out onto her brand new back porch and took a little listen: Johnny Cash was playing! Well... not him (of course) but definitely someone playing a tribute! thus more stalking:

Holy cows! Some guy was hooked right up to some speakers and was giving a little backyard concert! (this picture was taken on the sly while pretending to play with Macaroni, France's dog)
I personally thought this was pretty awesome but we still didn't have any real explanation for what was going on. A little before my departure Frances brought in the mail and found this:


Guess Ypsi's not so lame after all, eh?

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Lucky Ducks

This post will be a short one, but I saw something neat-o yesterday!

Recently at HCrizzle we have been needing to fill out all kinds of staff paperwork in order to update our child care license and make sure we're all current before the facility is inspected. I (as I often am) was put in charge of figuring out who needs what paperwork updated to be current and in the process of doing that discovered that only Sharonrose (the most recently hired person) legitimately works there. Bad news! Many of us needed current TB tests, as our previous tests had expired.

So: in an effort to be current and not be fired I, along with Amy J. (who was low on gas and needed to carpool), went to get shot up with TB on Wednesday afternoon at Concentra. (Amy and Ty decided that Concentra was some creepy government agency that was conducting experiments with its patients and that we were the next specimens... their motto seemed to fit the bill.)

After waiting an hour and a half before being seen by anyone, we got our shots and were able to return to work, promising all the while that we would return on Friday between 2:30 and 6 ("we close at 6 so...") to make sure we were TB free. We had just enough time to grab some pizza and a family sized salad from Little Caesar's because our entire lunch breaks were stolen by Concentra. Amy then informed me that we were now family because of our salad order. I'm OK with it.

Friday we did indeed return, abandoning our coworkers to the children, setting off in search of peace of mind (about TB and government experimentation). We went in, sat down and conversed for a short while with Matt and Lucas (who were there laying plans of turning the Concentra waiting room into an HCrizzle conference and planning HQ, and trying to work up a good pee, respectively) and then got our arms read. Nice and quick.

On our way out we saw something amazing!



That is a duck under a pine tree in the middle of one of those parking lots islands (you know the kind: with lots of rocks)!
I thought that was pretty amazing and then we made another discovery:
His wife! She appeared to be sitting on a nest and she looks exactly like a pile of pine cones!
Some more shots of the happy couple. Aren't they awesome?!
Animals are way cool.