Slow Motion Church Signs

The new season of a show called Time Warp started last night. This show is totally nerdy and totally cool all at the same time. The principle is simple - take video of things in super slow motion. The results are awesome. See for yourself...

Church signs are weird. For a long time, the sign in front of a church near my house said "Stop road raging or I will make rush hour longer. --God". Said sign now reads "Your secret is safe with me. --God". What are they going for here? I don't get it. If you need more evidence that church signs are weird, see below and check this out. 

Harper's Moon

Last night was a full moon - the Hunter's Moon to be exact. While all full moons have a particular designation, in our house, every full moon is called a Harper's moon. Harper was born on a full moon. In fact, it was a total lunar eclipse. My sweet friend Virgie took this picture of the moon on the night Harper was born (she also took pictures of our house and came to the hospital to take precious pictures of our baby girl - so thoughtful). We had a great view of this moon from our hospital room that night. As I held Harper on her first night in this world, it was awesome to look at this beautiful moon and think about what an auspicious day it was. 

Not only was there a full moon total lunar eclipse that day, there was also a huge ice storm that paralyzed the city of Cincinnati as well as much of the surrounding areas. Luckily, we had no trouble getting to the hospital that morning (we left the house at 5am just as the snow began to fall). However, our doctor and anesthesiologist had a heck of a time getting there. So did my mom and dad who drove up from Florida to meet their first grandchild.

So, next time you see a full moon, think of it as a Harper's Moon!

Oh yeah, and by the way... this kid of mine is reading already.

Community

Part 1:

So I have been trying to write this post for over 24 hours now and I just can't seem to get out what I actually want to say. I consider myself to be reasonably articulate except when it comes to trying to express things that are very close to my heart. This is one of those things. So... instead of messing it up, I'll keep it short and sweet. Community is essential. It prevents me from becoming a small human being. The community I had have in Cincinnati was life-changing. The community I am becoming a part of here in Nashville is wonderful and I'm excited to go deeper with all of you. Ok, enough of that.

Part 2:

I am wearing cool shoes today. I know what you're thinking - "What does this have to do with community?" Well, these are special shoes. They're called Toms (Shoes for Tomorrow). Go to their website to find out all of the good details (and pick up a pair while you're at it). In short, this company was started to provide shoes to people who would otherwise go without them. The way it works is that for every pair of Toms shoes that you buy, one pair is given to a person who needs them. Before I heard about Toms, the thought that there were people (many people, most of them children) in the world that couldn't afford shoes really never entered my mind. However, this is a huge problem in places like South America and Africa. Going barefoot in impoverished areas is very dangerous because it significantly increases the risk of contracting soil transmitted parasites like hookworms - very nasty little creatures that can lead to some serious consequences especially if you aren't the healthiest person to begin with. The bottom line is that I often forget that I am part of a much bigger community of human beings and owning a pair of Toms shoes is one small thing that helps me remember that. 

Think of it as an appetizer...

Ok, so I'm still working on my real blog post for today. But in the meantime, here are 5 things that you probably don't know about me:

1. 99.9% of the gum I chew, I swallow. 

2. I feel compelled to put equal amounts of deodorant under each arm. I count the swipes to make sure. 

3. I have pretty much quit all competitive activities in my life because I am way too competitive and it takes all the fun out of playing. 

4. I am a horible speler. 

5. I hate the feeling of bare feet on grass. I even hate just sitting in the grass. 

On another note, the following story will probably only be funny to our friends in Cincinnati, but I feel compelled to share anyways. Rob and I went out to dinner on Friday night at O'Charley's (near our house in Nashville). We were enjoying the rolls when all of a sudden Rob says, "These rolls are really good. They remind me of the rolls from that restaurant in Cincinnati. You know, the one on Crookshank." I say, "You mean the O'Charley's on Crookshank?" Rob says, "Yeah, that's the one." I laughed. Really hard. Like I haven't laughed in a while. I love him. 

Giant Steps

It's official. Harper is no longer stationary. She is crawling - well army crawling. She can efficiently zip from one end of the house to the other. With this newfound mobility, new phrases have precipitated in our house. These include: "Harper, don't suck on the guitar." and "Cat food is for kitties." among others. It's funny that Rob and I spent a lot of time over the past few months waiting for Harper to do these little developmental tricks and now that she's doing them, I wish she would just slow down and be my little baby girl for as long as possible. Oh well, such is life. Here's the evidence.

And here's another video just for fun. In this one, Harper is playing with my very first toy, Bun-Bun. It's amazing how well good old Bun-Bun has weathered the years.

Miscelaineous Music - October Edition

Because I have a blog and because I can, I am going to subject you to my musical taste. Perhaps this is an abuse of power. I don't care. Every month, I am going to post a piece of music that I think you should be aware of. I will call it Miscelaineous Music (get it?).  This first one may be a bit of a stretch for some of you. It's Samuel Barber's violin concerto. I think it's my favorite piece of classical music. Every time I listen to it, I feel like my heart gets bigger (and then promptly shrinks back down as my husband will attest to). Below is a video of Anne Akiko Meyers playing the first movement of the concerto (side note - she's using a Stradivarius violin from 1730 that once belonged to the king of Spain). If you like it, listen to the second movement here. If you don't like it, think of it like eating your vegetables - you may not like the taste, but it is indeed good for you. And yes, Miscelaineous is my rapper name. Happy listening!

                                 

I Hate the Dentist

I hate the dentist - or should I say, I hate what the dentist told me this morning. Let me preface this by saying that I have always had (what I thought to be) good teeth. I'm 28 years old and have never had a cavity - which is very surprising considering the copious amounts of candy I eat. My teeth are straight (after only 8 months worth of braces in 4th grade). Even my wisdom teeth are small, straight, still in my mouth, and don't hurt (we'll get to them in a minute). So... imagine my surprise this morning when I went to the dentist and he told me that:

 

1. The amount of ware on my teeth do to grinding them is equivalent to what he would expect to see in a 50-60 year old patient.

2. Because I grind my teeth and have worn them down (especially the back molars), I will need to have one root canal and crown immediately and I can expect to need 3-4 more crowns in the future.

3. My wisdom teeth are infected and the infection is spreading to the neighboring teeth (what???).

4. My wisdom teeth should be removed asap and I should get injections of antibiotic into the neighboring teeth to kill any residual infection.

Awesome. 

I know that many of you are thinking that you have had one or more of the above conditions and that it's really no big deal. This is of no real comfort to me. I am afraid. I am afraid of the pain that I may experience. I am afraid of being put under anesthesia. This totally stinks. And to top it all off, I almost burst into tears (at work) today after reading Ryan's post on his blog for today - and I don't even like dogs!

Bottom line - I think I'm going to get a second opinion. So if any of you know a good dentist in Nashville, please let me know.