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I've got these friends...

2009-11-05T18:53:00.000-08:00

...uber creative, amaze me on a daily basis kind of friends. I'm surrounded by people who fully dominate what they do and always blow me away with their talent.

Megan is one of those. Oh, I love her.

Miss Meg is a truly talented photographer. Going through her website it was hard to pick just a few favorites but check these out...

Is she great or what!?! Click here to check out more on her website or view her blog here.

And best of all...not only is she great at photography but she's a kick in the pants too! I always joke with Megan that I've got nothing going on to provide good photo ops (cute kids, amazing yard, etc.) but I'm sure you do, well, here's your next family photo waiting to happen! Give Megan a call!

P.S. And while you are at it congratulate her (and her husband Travis) on the new bun in the oven! So exciting!

Love you girl!

Cheers!

Creeping.

2009-10-20T15:33:00.000-07:00

Today is one of those days. Nothing terrible, just this creeping feeling. I have this sticky, strange situation in my life that I am constantly trying to control, and in the midst of my failed attempts the feeling creeps in.

The worst one of all, inadequacy.

It tightens around my throat, crippling my thoughts, making it nearly impossible to focus on the task at hand. I know that it's a snowball effect. I know that I need to choose joy, I totally intend to, but today, today is hard.

Cop-Out

2009-10-19T10:23:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I just may be the worst blogger in Blogger history. Not really abandoning my blog, I leave it here for all of you to wait (with baited breath). Ok, probably not so much, but those of you who really do know me, know that the last few months have been ones of BIG change, really in all areas of my life...and also some places in my heart.

And yes, this blog is a cop-out. I want to share some song lyrics that have been my fav lately. Oh how I wish I had the gift of song writing! Here's Need To Breathe's song 'Garden'. These speak to me in multiple ways, and in the last couple months have meant different things and different times. I love lyrics that are like onions, layered, potent, and may cause emotion...over and again. Here you go...

Won't you take this cup from me
Cause fear has stolen all my sleep
If tomorrow means my death
I pray you'll save their souls with it

Let the songs i sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words i say profess my love
Let the notes i choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

In this hour of doubt i see
But who i am is not just me
So give me strength to die myself
So love can live to tell the tale

Let the songs i sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words i say profess my love
Let the notes i choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

Father let my heart be...
For you

Let the songs i sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words i say profess my love
Let the notes i choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

It's Just a Whole Lot.

2009-09-15T17:24:00.000-07:00

Life is a lot. A whole lot, but lately it's been more. My mind seems to be mush in a few different areas. I'm a collector of quotes, of words, of lyrics. I can't even begin to count the amount of random post-it notes that can be found all over my home, car, stuffed in books, etc. On the post-its? Words. Some mine, some others.

This is posted on the mirror in my bathroom. It's been there for nearly a year and 4 months. I love it.

She knows me so intimately, and trusts me so completely, that she no longer depends on my voice, loving glances or other outward signs to know my approval. She is not dismayed or discouraged by any circumstances that I arrange for her to encounter. She trusts me when common sense, reason and even every subtle instinct of the natural heart would rebel, knowing that I am preparing her for eternity and realizing that the understanding of what I do will come later.

This is where I want to be...

Stuff & Things...

2009-09-07T12:31:00.000-07:00

Last weekend I had the chance to spend time with one of my besties in Spokane. It was the first time I'd been back since moving away over two years ago - a must needed trip. The goal was two fold: 1.) quality time with Liz and Jeff 2.) celebrate with Casey and Cody at their wedding.

And then stuff happens, so things change.

I arrived on Thursday night and on Friday afternoon we discovered that Liz and Jeff's home was broken into while we were out and about during the day. BIG BUMMER. Jeff came home to a house, completely ransacked. We spent most of Friday night cleaning up and trying to take inventory of all that was missing. It really made us think about our "stuff". Some things that are replaceable and some things that will never be the same (Liz's wedding ring and home movies).

And in true Melis and Liz style there was humor, humor that saves us from insanity in so many situations. As we worked our way through the house we came to the guest room where I was staying. Being the terrible packer that I am I brought my HUGE rolling duffle bag and had thrown in odds and ends, no organization whatsoever. Stuff was everywhere, clothes, shoes, papers, random electronic charges, what have you (luckily, I'd taken my computer with me that day). We soon discovered that my car was still parked out front and my keys on the dresser had not been touched - amazing! But my bag was gone. We figure that they had dumped some of my stuff out and taken it to pack other things from around the house. But, they did manage to get some of my clothes, all my jewelry, the top to my swimsuit and ALL MY UNDERWEAR. No joke. How creepy/hilarious is that!?! So funny.

Not so funny was all that Liz and Jeff have to deal with now. When I got back to Mac Jeff asked me to make a list of my stuff that was missing along with prices. I started strong. There were a few things that I definitely knew I was missing. But as I went on with the report it got harder. Not only did I discover that I couldn't remember all that I had with me but also the prices on my list were starting to add up...and it began to make me sick.

I've been on somewhat of a rampage lately about stuff and this was just another chapter in my disillusion with stuff, things and money. Looking at my list I found myself completely frustrated that I couldn't remember all that I had. Not because I was sad about the stuff but more sad that I had so much that was forgettable. That the sheer volume of stuff was too much for my mind to keep track of. I suddenly felt sickly excessive. And then moving on and looking at the prices of the things I did remember. Of course I remembered the stuff I spent the most on and really, was it all necessary, the brand names, the multiple versions? And then the reality that I have a home full of other things ready to take the place of the things I'd lost. Nothing that was stolen was something that I didn't still have at home in one shape or another - MORE EXCESS!

So stuff and things. Things and stuff. Sure my mind went to all the peeps in the world who have nothing. Those who have such a small portion of what I, as a single girl, have in excess. I understand that I am fully blessed, so much more than I ever deserve, I don't understand being in need and very rarely do I even understand want.

My mind went to the idea of living freely. Free in a way that allows for mobility, to following the Lord's will in a quick and calculated way. Living free from the idea of "keeping up with the Jones'" that provides opportunities for us to bless those who are in need. Less is more in a new way. So it becomes not about feeling guilty about what we have but rather living in a way that is not focused on things. It's not just cleaning out a closet (although that's an amazing place to start). It's about cleaning up my heart in relation to stuff and things. It's about checking my motives before the junk piles up, and using what I have for more than just me. And I think it involves creativity. It's a challenge to me. How can I use what I have been given to return blessing? Most importantly it's being prayerful about keeping the topic on the forefront of my mind and heart. Not to let the days, and months pass and fall back into busy and life and society and want. It's praying for convictions that stick.

Cheers!

Old, New, Borrowed...not so blue.

2009-08-14T10:32:00.000-07:00

Things change fast. Seems like when I am just figuring it out there is a switch-a-roo. Part of the plan? For sure. Keeping me on my toes, testing my faith and calling my heart's desires to be refined and sharpened.

What's next? Not so sure but there is for sure a next. In the mean time I'm doing stuff, things old, new, borrowed and not being blue.

Not much cheers me up like spending time with fam and friends in the valley. I did a bad job of taking pictures during my trip home but I did get a few shots of something new...

Yeah, that's right my first experience with Mongolian BBQ. It was great, complete with tofu (although I'm still fighting my bitterness against the BBQer who dropped most of my tofu on floor while he was cooking it.) Thanks Madre & Padre, you guys are my favorite!

Then, something old. When I came back to Mac I brought with me all my design school stuff. It's been too long school supplies. I love you colored pencils, rolls of tracing paper, strange rulers and big pink erasers. And my very favorite, my collection of Prismacolor markers, a color expert's dream. I'm loving getting back into the habit of lettering with my old sketch book and the sweet watercolor combos.

Which brings up to something borrowed. Here's where I admit that I'm back to my old ways of reading 12 things at once. Let's be honest, being focused on one book is not me at all. So, I've got a few things going, but I'm ready to devour (I say devour because I think it's going to take that type of attitude), John Steinbeck's East of Eden borrowed from Matt. Wish me luck!

See? There's no time for blue! But there's always time for coffee...brew it up!

Cheers!

What I know lately...

2009-08-09T23:33:00.000-07:00

My "best" is small in comparison to His reality.

My life is far more than what I can see now.

Searching for hope doesn't always mean feeling hopeless, sometimes it's just being patient.

Calm can come just as quickly as the storm.

Words to identify with...

2009-07-24T10:21:00.000-07:00

Today I spent a bit perusing my own blog. Re-reading things I've written over the last 2 1/2 years. It's crazy to think that I've been blogging that long. Sheesh, where does the time go?! My blog has gone through this random evolution and as I read it I see moments of clarity, confusion, inspiration and growth. Weird, I know.

This week I had a convo about names and the significance of their meanings. My name, Melissa means "as sweet as a honey bee" and my middle name, Irene means "peaceful". I think those that know me well would agree while disagreeing. hmmm, sounds contradictory, I know.

Having a character that is described by the meaning of my names is something I aspire to. I know I'm not always sweet and peaceful. In fact last year at some point in this here blog I announced that I would be starting a new blog. And I did just that, but never got very far. I struggled with a name, because I believe names are important and I also feel this pressure to be witty and meaningful with naming stuff. I wanted something that described where I thought I was. And here's what I came up with...

Gypsytime Hullaballo

Yeah, I liked it, I still do. Here's what the words mean:

gypsy (n.)
1. A person whom chooses to travel, and does not possess permanent residence or stability. This term is often referred to anyone practicing such a lifestyle regardless of ethnicity or background.

hullabaloo (n.)
1. An uproar or fuss.
2. Something that seems to be of great importance or a big deal that is perhaps unnecessary.
3. A state of action, loud, exciting, trouble and often chaotic.

As I rewind and read my posts I see things that I thought were of great importance that have fallen away. I read about loud, exciting chaotic experiences and I see the randomness that has been my learning curve. And all of a sudden I'm thankful for the gypsy like process. The restlessness of my heart and the many desires that pull at me. I'm beginning to see that I need to focus on fully understanding what the randomness looks like as a whole. I think that the desires of our heart are not at all random. And that's the sweet thing, that we were created with a unique set of things that as a whole work to bring Him glory in the way He desires for each of our lives!

I know it's nothing new, nothing profound, I've just been reminded of it lately. I got to talk with one of my best friends last night. I say "got to" because she is far, far away and it does not happen anywhere near as often as we'd like. We talked a lot about waiting. I told her that I felt as though I was waiting "again" and she told me that she feels like I'm "still" waiting. I think she's right, the last couple years make up a whole lot of waiting and I see a pattern. Maybe it's not so random as I am quick to label it. And I feel this heaviness to hone in on what has captured my passion in the past, things my heart aches about and how to make that my focus on a daily, continual basis. I get sidetracked by the fear of what some may think my intensions are. I'm so eager to get started, to run ahead, to seek for what I'm suppose to be doing that I don't often listen quietly, sweetly.

So here's where it needs to start, the changing of names, the adopting of different meanings. From "gypsy", not in the physical sense but in my mindset to "sweet" - focused, intensional. And from "hullaballo" - loud, excitement for excitement's sake to "peaceful" - secure, open and quiet.

Here's where I must say a huge "thank you" to those in my life who journey with me. Who understand and listen to my heart. You know who you are and you are God's gifts to me. You are living the meanings of your names...brave, sweet, one who thrives, gift of God, princess and bright.

2009-07-16T17:26:00.000-07:00

Best spelling of my last name, ever. Ever, ever.

SCHENIX.

Yep. Got my car serviced today and that was the guy's guess. Sure hope he knows more about cars than he does spelling.

Cheers!

Tiny & 90.

2009-07-13T21:05:00.000-07:00

My trip to Cali was not just a vaca but a time of celebrating my sweet Tiny Grandma and her 90 years! We had a great time partying at UB & Cece's, it was a bit of a mini family reunion! Fun times.

Birthday Girl & her bling.

Jen's amazing cupcakes.

Tiny & her spread.

Newest addition to the fam, Miss Ella...so sweet.

Bray & Aubs

Jen, Joo & Buddy Blueheart Pumpkin Pie Noodle Nose.

The fam!!!

My anxious heart.

2009-06-20T19:48:00.001-07:00

I move around. A whole lot. I crave change much more than I would have ever imagined. I'm working on patience, working on contentment, working on still. I had a great reminder today from this great lady. Oh Elisabeth Elliot, you speak to my heart. I highly suggest you check out her daily devo here.

And in the musical arena I'm loving Jon Foreman's "Your Love is Strong". There's just something about Jons with no H. Check it out here.

Back in the saddle again...

2009-06-12T20:33:00.000-07:00

Paper, paper, bring it on! I'm working on a set of wedding invites for my buddies Ben and Kass. So fun! Print, cut, paste...it feels good. Pictures to come...

Oh Summer.

2009-06-03T21:28:00.001-07:00

Summer is in full swing. McMinnville is raging hot and I'm pulling for some evening summer thunder storms - my favorite. Here's a pictorial whirlwind rewind of the last few weeks.

My college ladies graduated from Linfield last weekend!

Miss Erika, fellow history nerd. Way to be!

Meghan, the smarty pants McGee Sauce, ready to head to Cambodia!

Cait's big birthday bash celebration day #1!

Quick trip to Bend for Matt's 27th Birthday!

Cruise time in the charger, including car dance party, always a crowd pleaser.

Followed by lunch at Flatbread...

Matt got some great shots of Ben and Kass for their engagement photos and I got to be the "stylist to the stars" (mostly hair and wardrobe with a little photo assisting and spare camera holding on the side).

Sweet Miss Kass the bride-to-be

Ben, Matt & I

We should be models, I'm just saying.

We've got the tall and short categories covered.

And hey, don't we just ooze photogenic possibilities?

There you have it...you're all caught up. I'm headed to Nampa this weekend to meet up with the NNU Crew for AnderJosh's wedding, should be a hoot and 1/2. Enjoy the sun!

It's a big day.

2009-06-02T23:18:00.000-07:00

Western Oregon Waste recognized me as a contributing member of society who pays her garbage bill. They emptied my can today folks! It's a long story but let's just say it was getting pretty smelly in my garage. I was also running out of costumes in which to appear incognito when dumping at random apartment complexes. Thank you garbage man.

Battle of the brands.

2009-05-26T18:26:00.000-07:00

vs.

Ok, I've always been mildly obsessed with frozen yogurt. The lower calorie, better for you cousin of ice cream is amazing to me. I love it's soft serveness, it's many favors and it's slightly tangy after taste. I'm just a huge fan.

This weekend was monumental for me in the way of frozen yogurt. I discovered Yo Cream. I've been a loyal Golden Spoon girl my entire life (it's my So Cal roots). And I ate more then my fair share while I was living in Cali a few years ago. Golden spoon is always near the top of my "must haves" while visiting (second only to Coco's Asian chicken salad minus the chicken). But I must say I've found a new favorite. Sure I will say that there may be no real difference in taste but Yo Cream's got one up on Golden Spoon. Let me explain.

I like to be in charge of my food. I've always been accused of having eyes that are bigger than my stomach, and that may be the case...but it's my case, I like to eat! So, Yo Cream is the perfect place for people like me. It's a SELF-SERVE frozen yogurt shop. Yep. You read that right. AMAZING!

I think the guy read my face when I walked in. Pretty sure I looked like the chubby girl on Willy Wonka. He gave us a full tour. You serve yourself and then pay by the weight of your dish. Finally I can control the ratio of yogurt to sprinkles! There was a row of flavors to choose from, a stinkin' fruit and topping bar, a spinning cereal bar and biodegradable spoons!

I fully committed and got a punch card...so next time you are in the Portland area let's get together and get some Yo Cream. The possibilities are endless...

2009-05-06T19:34:00.000-07:00

This is exactly what I'm trying to figure out...thanks Picasso, buddy 'ol pal.

Project #184

2009-04-27T10:30:00.000-07:00

New dining chairs! I know it's about time I move on from the plastic IKEA chairs I've been using since college. Madre and I found these great simple seats at a antique store in Sherwood and I'm eager to give them a facelift! Stay tuned for the finished project.

Make my day.

2009-04-16T18:26:00.000-07:00

Seriously after a long, stressful day, how can I not smile about this. Amazing!

All the way from Peru! Kai is now showing me up in his Spanish speaking skills...we've come a long way Bubba! I sure miss you, can't wait to see you in January!

A work in progress...

2009-04-14T20:06:00.000-07:00

Project #183.2

I can't keep anything the same for too long. Here's the latest design venture. Simple. Good. A work in progress.

Oh Blog...

2009-04-06T22:51:00.001-07:00

...I have neglected you. I have been working, not living. I've been forgetting the funny, not letting you in on the moment and I apologize. I promise I have not forgotten you.

Just a shameless plug, no big.

2009-03-19T22:14:00.000-07:00

I'm so blessed to be as busy as can be in this time of crazy economic hullabaloo. As some of you know, I've started a new job (added to the old job) at a flower shop here in town. I'm having a blast and learning a lot not only about Quickbooks but also about flowers! We've started a blog here to get Poseyland online and in blogsville. I'm excited to research and write about flowers, weddings, special events, etc. Also, check out the Poseyland website here where you can order flowers online and ship them anywhere!

Some got it, some don't.

2009-03-14T21:51:00.000-07:00

I love photography, but I am so not a photographer. Last weekend Jenna and Jeff (the cousins) stopped off in Mac town for a visit on their way to WA. Jenna is one of my favorite photographers. She's got this great eye and confident unique creativity that I envy. We spent an evening with Jen and her camera. There was lots going on with lenses, flashes and F Stop, you know, things that I've only heard of in Jack Johnson songs. Good times, amazing family. Here's a few of my favorite shots.

The Rooftop

Caity Cat, Jellybeans & tots

Cemetery Trees

Schenck + Baitx makes Clayton legs

So Good!

2009-03-07T16:22:00.000-08:00

Pantone color chips are one of my favorite things. I love color, I study color. Today I came across artist Tim Fraser Brown. Check out his work - Manetone. I love it!

It's his depiction of Manet's "A Bar at the Folies-Bergère" and it's made entirely out of Pantone color chips.... genius.

Tax Attempt.

2009-03-03T19:08:00.000-08:00

I'm attempting to complete and file taxes on my own this year. I say attempt due to the fact that I am intimated beyond belief. It may be due to the fact that I have an overactive imagination combined with watching entirely too many Lifetime movies. I see this scene over and over of the the cops breaking down my door and hauling me away while all those I love watch from a distance. Innocent tax fraud, it gets the best of 'em. I know, I'm ridiculous.

So today I was searching for an "important papers" file that I have been unable to find since I moved. I found it, in my closet under a pair of jeans that haven't been worn in who knows how long. Really, that's a logical place to put it. Taxation information station can progress. What's really great is that in the file was old tax documents, important car stuff, my birth certificate and...

...the instruction manual to my coffee maker.

Obviously, it's that important. Bah.

It's been a long time comin'.

2009-03-01T08:35:00.000-08:00

Whenever I hear the phrase "it's been a long time comin'", I think of my friend Liz. She is easily one of the funniest people I know. Liz and I met in 1999, during our freshman year at NNU. We like to joke now about how our friendship started and truthfully, she is a great friend. But at the time, I was mostly interested in her friend Jeff. See, she was that cool girl who was friends with all the guys. I'm not going to say it's the only reason we became friends, but that may have had a little something to do with it. Funny thing is, she married Jeff! Anywho, in the midst of all our crazy college years Liz became one of my best friends.

In college I had a few amazing pairs of overalls. Yeah, I said it, overalls. I LOVED them. Sure, some of you may be getting instantly defensive about their obvious lack of fashionabilibty. (Is that a word?) But let's stick to the context of the story. It was 1999 folks and we were in Idaho. Come on. Here is where I should state that I realize that I wore overalls, shortalls, and caprialls (yes, that is also shorts and capris with "alls" built in) far too long. Far too long, like they were probably way out of style. I think I got rid of my last pair in 2003. I like to think I rocked 'em. It may have something to do with my height, I mean, I am short, it's cute (ugh, I hate that word) and I could pull them off. So don't hate.

Liz was constantly jealous of my "oves" as we called them. And they were one thing that she couldn't borrow due to our height difference so she was always on the look out for her own perfect pair. I should say that not all overalls are created equal. I'm not saying that they do wonders for your girly figure but there are some that are better than others. I think there are three important factors to consider when looking for overalls.

1. Length of straps to the length of your torso. This is important because you don't want the "bib" to hang too low and get all caught up in your chest region. Sure, argue with me that you don't have boobs, it doesn't matter, if it hangs below your boobs and you don't have any it only draws attention to that fact. If you do have a large chest and the "bib" is lower then them that could possibly be one of the most awkward things I've seen. So, make sure that the straps are a good length or that they have ample cinchability. You also don't want to have to cinch them too high, causing you to get "chocked out" by your bibs.

2. The side area of overalls can be dangerous, make sure that where they button on the sides is not super low. This may not be such a problem today but back when I was wearing them our shirts were shorter, often this made the possibility of exposing a couple inches of side skin a big risk. Sure, its nothing too revealing but I think it may be semi trashy. I'm thinking that in the early 90's when overalls were popular the bodysuit was a great way to avoid this problem. But unfortunately the bodysuit's popularity was short lived. (Maybe due to the fact that their level of discomfort cancelled out the level of the overalls comfort, therefore making the entire ensemble a wash) Also, the gap in the side of your overalls is something you should consider. I don't know about you, but I'm not a big fan of others being able to see down the side of my overalls to my ankles.

3. The butt. Let's admit it, a flat butt is not made for overalls but even the best booty can be completely lost in them. It's not a good style for anyone in this department. This is where you just do your best and swallow your pride. It's a small sacrifice to make for comfort.

Liz and I searched for three years for the her perfect overalls. I can't even count how many pairs she tried on. Nothing was right. Then when we all returned to campus for our senior year there she was...Liz...in overalls. She'd found them. And when we greeted each other her first words to me were, "It's been a long time comin' Melis, a long time comin'." And I had to agree, she had found the perfect pair. She had done me proud. Those darn things really were "a long time comin'". Liz left for Costa Rica a few days later to spend the fall semester abroad. When she got back I asked her about her overalls. She told me that she gave them away to her host sister. WHAT! Yeah, she really did. But let's be honest, at that point none of us should have been wearing them anymore.

Yesterday I had a "long time coming" moment. I purchased a french coffee press. I'm addicted to the beverage and the fact that I have not owned a french press until yesterday may shock some of you. I love it, it's amazing, and no, I am not sending it to Costa Rica, EVER!

Oh, it's perfect! And the best news...I don't have to worry about what my butt looks like in it! I would trade the perfect pair of overalls for a great cup of joe any day!

Ode to my Madre

2009-02-26T20:43:00.000-08:00

Madre and her girls

Oh sweet Madre. You really are my favorite. I miss you. Darn those hours between us.

Today I took a little trip to the County Courthouse. I walked from my office in the freezing cold, nearly got ran over by a guy on a razor scooter and had to deal with the crazies at the bus stop. I was freezing, and flustered, and creeped out. I entered the building and there is was, the smell of my Madre (she has worn the same perfume my entire life). You never know when you're going to find it! Today, Yamhill County Courthouse smelled of comfort, of my madre's perfume. What a weird place to find it, but I'm sure glad I did!

Love you!

Goodbyes.

2009-02-19T23:17:00.001-08:00

I'm not good at goodbye.

I ignore the feelings and they creep in.

I push them deep until they spill over in one big, snotty mess.

Today I had to take Tracy, Tyson and Kai boy to the airport. They are going to Peru...moving, far, far away for two years. My mind and heart are running a gamut of emotions. How do I adequately describe the contrast between what I'm feeling?

More on the Smiths and their general amazingness later. But, for now please pray for safe travels and such!

I miss you guys already!

Really?

2009-02-17T15:39:00.000-08:00

I find this a little concerning.

I enter a public restroom, a women's public restroom mind you, and wait in line. For a while. And then out of a stall appears a completely average looking woman. I mean, she could be your mom, my mom, anyone's mom. Point is, based solely on her appearance I have every reason to think that nothing is out of the ordinary with the lady. So I enter the stall that she just vacated to find...

...the toilet seat up.

Yeah, really.

Weird, I know.

I have no idea what's going on in there, I'm just saying, looks can be deceiving.

And me, being the weird, analyze and remember everything girl that I am ponders this little fact and thinks, "huh".

Today...

2009-02-15T23:12:00.000-08:00

Today the heart of God is an open wound of love.

He aches over our distance and preoccupation.

He mourns that we do not draw near to him.

He grieves that we have forgotten him.

He weeps over our obsession with muchness and manyness.

He longs for our presence.

- Richard Foster

Mission: Half

2009-02-12T16:05:00.000-08:00

Ok, here's the deal: I happen to own a few pairs of shoes. Alright, to be honest it's more than a few. And it seems as though I wear the same pairs over and over, leaving a closet full of great shoes that at one time or another I just "had to have". But really, I don't need half of what I have. So, I decided to get rid of half. And I want to encourage you to think about it, what can you split in half? It's not about passing shoes on to my mom, or my sis or my nieces, they've got plenty. But I've come across this organization Soles 4 Souls that take new or gently used shoes and get them to peeps that really need them. How rad is that! If you feel so inclined check out their website here and see how you can get involved.

Join me on Mission: Half and get creative about giving!

Vacation Letdown.

2009-02-06T14:22:00.000-08:00

I'm in vacation letdown mode. I love it, I hate it. It's good to be home, but yet so nice to be away. Last weekend I was in Sunriver/Bend for our annual Youth Staff Retreat. This was actually my first time in Sunriver and I had a blast and a half. Here's a few pics from the trip.

At the Bend Brewery...Besties!

Shooting with the ladies

Public bridge stretching

Kass! Man, I love this girl!

Team Bold & Jelly!

Park time with Ben, Kass & Matt

Check out that view! We had amazing weather all weekend!

Chillin' with the lodge mascot. No big.

Ah, Cait.

Whatcha Doing Wednesday?

2009-01-19T13:01:00.001-08:00

I've got an idea...How about you rock your face off!
Come check out CHASE THE AGE in concert @ Union Block!

Wednesday, 01.21.09 @ 7:00 p.m.

It's free, and it's going to be a blast and a half!

Tyson and Daniel will be playing some tunes from their debut album and presales of the new CD will be available.

I'm loving Chase The Age (and not just because they feature two of my favorite drummers!) To check out their website and learn more click here.

See you there!

Resolutions. ugh.

2009-01-15T18:18:00.000-08:00

I'm not good at 'em. Honestly, I have never really been stoked enough to think it through and follow through. This year I thought that I would try to stop hitting the snooze button. It stuck, but then magically somewhere around day 10 I relapsed.

Resolution, done.

So here we are, January 15th and I think I'm ready to make a new resolution.

I, Melissa I. Schenck, resolve to only read one book at a time. I promise to finish, in it's entirety, each and every piece of literature I begin, prior to starting another.

There I said it, I declared it on the world wide web...no going back now. I am notorious for reading 12.5 books at once. Ask me what I'm reading at any given time, and I will gladly throw you a list that I've been working on for a while (due to my ADD reading style). This resolution proves to be extra difficult as I have recently acquired a rigorous reading list including, but not limited to:

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
Soul Survivor by Philip Yancey
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Bird By Bird by Anne Lamott
In The Name of Jesus by Henri Nouwen
East of Eden by John Steinbeck
Searching For God Knows What by Donald Miller
Etc., etc., etc. (Thanks Matthew!)

It's going to be a challenge my friends, but I'm up for it. Time to get my read on!

Cheers!

2009 - what the?

2009-01-15T12:33:00.000-08:00

Seriously. The holidays are gone (despite the fact that my neighbors still have their Christmas lights up and on 24/7), and now half of January has snuck by too! Last weekend was one of much fun and little sleep. A few of us planned a "Faux Prom" fundraiser for Tyson, Tracy, Abby and Daniel before they all head out to Peru. It was a blast and a half to say the least. We transformed Ben's shop into "Peruvian Nights 2009" complete with Prom photos, flatbed trailer turned stage, delightfully tacky decorations, legit tunes and yummy color-coordinated desserts!

In Case You Were Wondering...

2008-12-29T22:33:00.000-08:00

...I am still alive. Arctic Blast '08 has turned into Mucho Melt nearly 2009. Cars that were completely covered on the side of the road are now drivable, 4-wheel drive is no longer necessary, weather news is not dominating all the t.v. stations and I am actually getting to celebrate Christmas with my fam tomorrow evening! It has been a crazy holiday season. Hope you all had a great one!

The snow that stole Christmas.

2008-12-22T09:36:00.000-08:00

There's no place like home for the holidays...and I'm pretty sure that the way it's looking I won't get there. Here's some pics from this morning.

Check out Kass' car in this pic! CRAZY! Check out my post from Friday to compare the snow level!

SUUBI Update!

2008-12-20T11:24:00.000-08:00

I've still got necklaces, we are still blessed. Here's a chance to bless ladies in Uganda, and help them provide for their families!

Shoot me an e-mail (simplespiel@gmail.com) if I can send some your way!
$20.00 and $10.00 styles still available! Check out my original Subbi post here.

Thanks in advance for your generosity!

The Weather Outside Is Frightful...for Oregon.

2008-12-19T09:28:00.000-08:00

This week has proved to be a crazy one. Who would have thunk that a few inches of snow would have caused such a huge mess. It snowed a few more inches last night and here's a few shots from the casa.

In related news, it is the perfect evening for a Winter Ball. My sweet (said in a completely sarcastic tone) friends some how convinced me to join them for a fundraiser at the McMinnville Ball Room tonight. Should be a rowdy good time. Here's a sneak peak at the attire.

Cheers!

Snow Day!

2008-12-15T14:34:00.000-08:00

Mac Town is a crazy snow mess today. Therefore, it seems as though the entire state of Oregon has been shut down for a snow day due to "Arctic Blast 2008". Seriously, the news is all over this little weather fiasco of ours. It's a bit like a high speed chase in SoCal. The news is constantly on it, overriding all usual programing (except for the Tyra show).

So, this should be a day of rest. But no, there is no rest for the weary. Tracy and I have taken it upon ourselves to create the office atmosphere at home. We are attempting to work on our computers on her couch. So far I have gotten quite a bit of blogging done and she is actually legitimately working (trying to show me up). Turns out I don't think we need that wall between our cubicles at the office. We do a pretty good job of staying on task. :)

We haven't taken any pictures to capture this monumental day but I have found a more summery, middle-aged, male version of us.
Use your imaginations.

Stay warm today!

SoCal.

2008-12-15T12:54:00.000-08:00

Good times.
Whirlwind packing.
Fly.
San Jose.
Fly.
Ontario.
Family.
Coffee.
Laughter.
Get caught up.
Play.
Coffee.
Hollywood.
Pad Thai.
Puff The Magic Dragon.
Boy with amazing mustache.
Largo.
Candles in mason jars.
Legit tunes.
Canter's.
Eclairs.
Coffee.
Good talk.
Cinnamon Rolls.
Sharing of secrets.
Contemplating dreams.
Word search wars.
Coffee.
Late night design.
Changing traditions.
Asian chicken salad.
Minus chicken.
Light the tree.
Coffee.
Spa.
Feet.
Relax.
Missing Ron Jon.
Devastating.
Coffee.
Heart to heart.
M & J's beauty shop.
Coffee.
Whirlwind packing.
Fly.

More coffee, less sleep. Even then, there simply is never enough time.

Give Good Gifts - Numero Uno

2008-12-15T11:48:00.000-08:00

TOMS SHOES!

Check out this video! Toms Shoes will be giving a pair of shoes to those in need for every pair you buy this holiday season! And guess what...they are going to Ethiopia! Sweet deal!

Visit the website here

Christmas Switch-A-Roo

2008-12-14T19:00:00.000-08:00

It's December 14th, oh my word, and Christmas will be here before we know it!

It's snowing in Mac today, yeah, fully snowing. It's beautiful. Chains are required on the highways, people are sliding around town and I'm sitting here blogging, feeling so blessed that I get to be warm, cozy, full, entertained, employed, and loved. It really seems more like Christmas just has happened upon us this year. If you have been reading my blog at all you know that I've got some serious convictions about giving back, staring poverty in the face and learning all I can about what I have avoided in the past when it comes to injustice, etc.

A few months ago I shared about my friend Matt and his trip-o-la to Africa. Besides having a heart for Africa he has a serious desire to change how we celebrate Christmas. He's done his research, knows his biz and can say it much better than I ever could. If you've got a minute check out his blog here to read all about it. And, then click here for some great ways to give good gifts this year!

I started a Christmas list of my own and added a few links to my favorite organizations on my side bar. I've been coming across all kinds of great new organizations and people who are getting active about giving. They are such an inspiration and I'll be sharing a few of them with you over the next few days. Let's give like it's going out of style this year!

P.S. Suubi necklaces are still available! Let me know if I can send one your way!

SUUBI: Update!

2008-12-10T15:02:00.001-08:00

A big thank you to all of you who have already contacted me about getting necklaces. Just to let you know, I have sold out of the $15.oo "slim" version. Boo. If you like it best you can always purchase one from their website here.

I still have plenty of the original multi-colored long necklaces and chokers...so please let me know if you would like one, or two, or seven. I will do my best to keep you updated!

Thanks again for the support!

Happy Wednesday!

P.S. If you have no idea what this update is all about...scroll down! :)

SUUBI!

2008-12-10T00:58:00.000-08:00

A couple months ago I heard about SUUBI from some friends who knew that I would appreciate it both as art and as a way to give. A project from the non-profit Light Gives Heat, SUUBI is a rad little community program started by some twenty-somethings who traveled to Africa to adopt their daughter and came across a great way to help women in Uganda.

So, SUUBI?

SUUBI is the Lugandan word for HOPE. The selling of their artwork provides Hope to women in Uganda. Here's what the SUUBI website says about their goals...

HOPE is the essence of the Suubi (hope) project and our vision is two-fold:

1) The Suubi (hope) project is about creating consistent weekly incomes in otherwise unemployable areas in Uganda through the purchasing and reselling of these hand-make necklaces. Thus, allowing for women to provide food and pay school fees for their children.

2) In Uganda, we have been shown a HOPE that doesn't make sense and has changed everything. Therefore, we simply want to spread HOPE - sharing the stories of these amazing women and getting people across the world to look outside of themselves and respond creatively.

So, I was excited. I bought a necklace and then learned about the spread campaign. It's a way that I'm able to get more involved and give you the opportunity to join me. It's not just about getting a cool, handmade piece of African art (although that's awesome) it is a great way to raise awareness and give back! SUUBI sent me a supply of necklaces to offer. Here's the great options I've got...
$20.oo - Long multi-colored necklace, can be worn double, tripled or even as a bracelet, sweet stuff!

$15.oo - Slim version of the multi-colored necklace. I love this one, also really long and super versatile.

$10.oo - The choker version, great for guys or girls!

Perfect for gift giving!

So, here's the deal. I'm all about alternative Christmas. I've been giving you bits and pieces, but a full explanation is on it's way. SUUBI is a great way to get involved. Buy a necklace (or two or three) for gifts this year and help give to those need it most!

I've got a limited supply so, if you would like to purchase some SUUBI, or have questions please e-mail me... simplespiel@gmail.com, and I'll get you all fixed up! And if you can't afford to help this year, your prayers and spreading of the word would be amazing. Tell your friends about SUUBI! Share some hope this holiday!

P.S. My goal is to get 'em sold by Christmas...let's do it!

Farewell.

2008-12-09T10:05:00.000-08:00

Vacation is almost over, just a few hours to go. It's been grand, I have a lot to share and alternative Christmas to catch up on. I'm leaving on a jet plane bound of Vegas in a few hours. My goal is to win enough moo-lah (during my two hour lay over), so I can quit my job and keep up my blogging habit. Wish me luck.

Note to self:

2008-12-02T22:53:00.000-08:00

When in an airport restroom stall DO NOT for any reason put your backpack on the floor while you pee in the event that there is not a hook on the back of the door. And if you do happen to put it on the floor please refrain from putting on your back when you leave. Cause what is on the floor is now on your North Face jacket, gross.

What I don't want for Christmas & What You Shouldn't Buy Anyone, Ever.

2008-12-02T12:48:00.000-08:00

I'm flying today. Currently, I'm sitting in a semi-quiet corner in the San Jose airport waiting for my connecting flight. My trip from Portland to San Jose was pretty uneventful. I caught up on some magazine reading and did a bit of SkyMall looking. I have to say I love the catalog. It is pure entertainment to me. It is the prime example of consumerism gone crazy. It's the place to look for a gift to give simply because you are obligated, gifts that are completely unnecessary yet oddly useful, I've decided to share a few of my favorite finds.

Embellished 1GB USB Drive

Everyone needs a little bling! I don't know about you, but after seeing this little piece of technology couture I am embarrassed by my average looking USB drive. You may want to make this classy upgrade, and it will only cost you $75.oo. What a deal.

The Sweet Machine

The SkyMall description of this little box 'o fun says that "everyone loves the claw game!". Really? I happen to think it is a money stealing jerk face that I can never succeed at. Some why in the world would I want to pay $69.95 to have one in my home? But if you just gotta have another thing to consume your time and exercise your hand/eye coordination, go for it.

Living XL Portable Chairs
These camping chairs may look typical. But, no. They are XL camping chairs making it possible for those up to 800 pounds to enjoy the great outdoors. These chairs would definitely come in handy if I gain 670 pounds and still want to keep up an active outdoor lifestyle. I mean really, I wouldn't want to let my weight get me down. And the built in cup holders for my Jamba Juice are a real plus.

King Tutankhamen's Egyptian Throne Chair

Indulge this holiday with a little bit of Egyptian history. Some may view this piece as a little over the top, but I say every room needs a little gold gaudy. Order 2 for even more class. Seriously, I would love to know how many of these sell.

And last but not least, my favorite of all favorites.

JUMPIN' JAMMERZ

Christmas PJs are not just for kids thanks to these footed pajamas! I was lured in by this product not so much because of it's nostalgic nature but mostly by it's hot marketing campaign. Check out that picture again. Those peeps are loving their Jammerz! I mean really, loads of fun is going on. I can't imagine being a model who gets that job.

I know these items are extreme examples but it sure helps to illustrate the point of ridiculousness that Christmas gift giving has come to. I did however find one good gift. Not in the SkyMall but in my Domino mags I read (a design favorite).

Chocolates for a Cause! Check 'em out here. These super rad bonbons are infused with a traditional Africa flavor and are pretty cute too! Plus, each purchase includes a Relief Beads bracelet to help support hungry women and children in Darfur!

I will be posting more about Christmas, I've got a lot to say. But until then, enjoy the holiday preparation, it will be here before we know it!

Cheers!

Tomorrow.

2008-12-01T07:51:00.001-08:00

CAN.NOT.WAIT.

2008-11-30T13:58:00.000-08:00

I've been thinking, writing, talking a lot lately about waiting. Waiting in anticipation while living where I am. Looking ahead while pouring into what I have now. I've been eager to get going and yet content where I am. It's a great feeling to know that there is always more, that the plan is ever unfolding. Being content is a constant struggle in my life, especially when I feel my heart pulled in specific directions, to places that I know little about and have no idea how I will get there. And, I believe that dreams have been born in me for a reason, with a bigger picture in mind. I'm learning that patience is genius, the Lord's timing and will are perfect, and His blessings are far greater than I realize!

One thing He has blessed me with are like-minded friends who help to spur me on to greater things. I am beyond excited to see how the Lord is using my friends to share his grace and hope with others, not just here in Mac but all over the world. Many of you know my friends Tyson and Tracy. Or if you read my blog enough you probably feel like you do! :) They are not only my neighbors but some of my favorites, and parents to Kai, who is one amazing kid that I can't seem to get enough of! Although I am beyond sad to see them go I am so excited for the Smith's new adventure to Peru. They have accepted a position with Extreme Nazarene and will be leaving in February for Peru! It's been really amazing to see all the Lord has provided and continues to provide to them as they prepare for the next two years. I'll be posting more about Tyson, Tracy and Kai soon, but until then if you want to learn more about their trip or give to get them there click here or check out their blogs here and here .

Love, love, love you guys!

I love a party!

2008-11-30T13:17:00.000-08:00

Thank you to all of you "Holiday Shopping Affair" shoppers! We had a great night, sold a few things, but most importantly got to be together!

Thanks Madre and Calitlin for the food...it was all super delish!

Leslie, Jenna and Abby, it was so good to be with you all, thanks for sharing your time and talents!

Miss Tracy, thank you, thank you for all your hard work to make the night happen. And don't worry, I will still love you, even if you burn down the house! :)

P.S. Miss Erin, I assume that you will read this blog. :) It was great to meet you (and your mom & sis) can't wait to see the new house!

Social Security and You.

2008-11-24T16:10:00.000-08:00

Today Tracy and I went on a random trip to Salem. We braved the social security office. Our goal was to obtain Kai's social security number for his passport application. And in addition to the number, we obtained a pretty entertaining people watching session.

I honestly have no idea where my social security card is. I am a bit sensitive about it. My sweet madre let me sign the darn thing when I was in fifth grade. You know, that all important time in your life when you are establishing how your handwriting will be set apart from others. I, at the tender age of 10ish decided that I should always, always sign my name with a tiny, bubbly heart dotting the i in Melissa. And that folks is how I signed, proudly, boldly, in blue pen, my social security card. Bummer. So, it became important for me to attend college where I was forced to memorize my SSN for a wide variety or reasons. Some days I think it is the most important, or only thing I learned in those four years. And even if I never use my degrees I will be grateful that we paid thousands and thousands of dollars so I don't have to pull out the slightly worn, heart dotted card, which will always serve as a reminder of my tendency as a child to do all I could to bug my mom long enough until I got my way. Sorry Madre!

Until today I would say that my favorite places to people watch were airports and DMVs but today numero 3 was added. I found myself wondering if I really do experience stranger things than most peeps or if I simply look for the strange everywhere I go. After some careful soul searching I believe the latter to be true. I also came to the conclusion that I may in fact be a big jerk, really, is it ok for me to find enjoyment in laughing at others? That one is still up for debate. So in this careful deliberation time I'll take the opportunity to tell you about today's experience.

For those of you who have never had the grand privilege of going to your local social security office I don't what you to feel left out. Here's what you may experience.

Let's see if I can paint you a word picture. Because, the security guard (who had to inspect our purses as we entered) informed a guy sitting near us (with an amazing grey ponytail, you know the kind with 15 or so rubber bands around various parts of the pony, holding in all the hair and making it virtually impossible for a stray hair to sneak out.) that it is illegal to take pictures in federal buildings. Whatev.

Intense ponytail man was instructed to erase the pictures from his cell phone. bummer. I'll never know what the picture was but I have a pretty good idea or about a baker's dozen, they were all around us, big man with really obnoxious Big Dog brand t-shirt, fidgety lady with entirely too much paper work, bloomers and ski mask guy, awkward sunglasses wearer and super fast motorized wheelchair driver. Ahhh, endless possibilities.

So, we sit and begin to survey our surroundings. Let's start with security guard JoBob-a-roo. Tell me, why is it that security guards are all about standing with their hands on their hips? Is that power stance suppose to be intimidating? If so I think this guy needs some lessons on what cancels out the power stance's intimidation factor. 1.) Taking long, frequent swigs of your soda while on the job. AND 2.) Sitting at a tiny desk under a television that plays (on a loop) random video footage of a duck and her ducklings floating down a nearly stagnant river. This guy was classic, and really he has a big job. He has to ask each person who comes in if they have any guns or pocket knives on them, instruct people how to use the computer touch screen that prints out your number and generally put up with the crazies.

As I looked around I tried to come up with stories about why each person was there. But nothing could prepare me for awkward sunglasses wearer. Maybe I should rename him lazy sunglasses wearer. In he struts, faded black dress pants, complete with pleats, black and purple printed rayon shirt tucked in tight, long dark trench coat (he could have had a gun, or seven in there) milk chocolate colored hair a bit frizzy, reaching about the middle of his back, he was a sight for sore eyes. But my favorite part, the part that gives him the nickname is the sunglasses. Not really worn on his head, not down around his neck. No, just resting on his forehead right above his eyebrows. So, if an unexpected ray of light, sun, laser beam, what-have-you happened to enter his field of vision his shades would be in place with nothing more than a simple nod of his head. Glorious.

Mr. Security JoBob also had to put the smack down on fidgety lady with entirely too much paper work who just kept busy shuffling around the office, her arms full of files. At one point she sat down at one of the desks that was closed and he informed her that she had to move in fear that she was copying down other's SSNs. What? Was that the desk where they just have random SSNs posted, what in the world? The thing is she wasn't any closer to those being helped (maybe revealing personal information) than we were. But rules are rules and Mr. Security JoBob is not to be messed with.

Moral of the story, the social security office is the new airport. I highly recommend it for your future people watching needs. I may head back soon to see if I can get a new copy of my card, a fresh card to sign, moving forward from my fifth grade tendencies, I'm going to start practicing my signature now.

These are a few of my favorite things...

2008-11-13T09:17:00.000-08:00

I once was a girl in a white dress with a blue satin sash. Seriously. My madre has pictures of it all over her house. The details are a little sensitive. Let's just say the wearing of the dress may/or may not have involved an event that included a physical fitness routine, judges interview, pose and appearance and the dreaded talent portion. Yes, you've got it. But really, it was not a pageant, it was a scholarship program! And yes, I wore a white dress with a blue satin sash...it was amazing. I love that dress. Maybe because it was made just for me by Dr. Awesome in the southern California sweatshops of Corona in just two days. Maybe it was the realization that a language barrier is no barrier for fashion and he knew exactly what I was wanting. Whatever it was, the dress is one of my favorite things.

So, I decided to make a list of my favorite things recently and quickly discovered that a majority of my favorite things are not "things" at all. Most of them are experiences, moments and mostly people. One weekend last month I experienced three of my favorites (one thing, two people).

Two of my favorite people: Aunt Cece and Uncle Brian
One of my favorite things: GlassyBaby

My Aunt Cece and Uncle Brian made their yearly trek to the great Northwest and this year it included a stop in Mac-Town. We had a great time checking out the sights, eating the local food, and enjoying the fall weather. We even hit up Roloff Farms (you know, from Little People, Big World)! I like to think I dazzled them with my knowledge of the area and superior sense of direction. Too bad I don't speak with an English accent like that lady on their GPS.

They also brought me an amazing new GlassyBaby called Seattle Sunset.
I know this sounds a bit obsessive but really, until you have seen a GlassyBaby in all it's glory you have no place to judge. Check out their website here. One of the great things about this company is that they consistently donate portions of each sale to various cancer and cancer research foundations. Woot-woot! Another great thing about them is that the know a good people when they see 'em. Yeah, not only did my aunt and uncle check out the studio but they made friends and were featured on the GlassyBaby blog! Read more here.

Thanks Aunt Cece and Uncle B for spending time in Mac. The town will never be the same. And guess what...the countdown is on! See ya'll in 19 days!

2008-11-11T12:25:00.000-08:00

Can you believe it? Christmas will be here before you know it! If you live in these parts (or want to make a shopping pilgrimage to Oregon) we would love to have to check out our Holiday Shopping Affair! New Simple Spiel cards will make their big debut and a few of my favorite peeps will be selling their amazing stuff too!

Cheers!

It's The Little Things.

2008-10-29T13:53:00.000-07:00

Oregon is by mail voting state. This is the first year since I turned 18, that I have lived where I am voting. Meaning, that for the past ten years I have been a boring absentee voter. But not this year! I was stoked...until I found out that the entire state of Oregon votes by mail. No strange little old men showing you where to sign and directing you to a voting booth, no possibility of hanging chads, and especially no "I Voted" stickers. I've never had one of my own, only hand-me-downs from my Madre when I was little. Truth be told, I'm pretty bummed, I was looking forward to my very first sticker. Maybe they should include them in with the ballots next time. Maybe they should employ me to stuff the envelopes with stickers. I would no doubt do it proudly. Come on Oregon, people pump our gas, why not crate a few jobs for sticker stuffers! And that folks, is what I aspire to.

Happy election (or happy the election is finally almost over) to all of you!

P.S. To those of you still receiving stickers for your votes. Don't take them for grated, not all of us has the luxury of them, so wear them proudly! And if you get an extra...send it my way!

Cha-Cha-Changes

2008-10-20T14:28:00.000-07:00

I love changes, really I do, but this one I'm not ready for. I shouldn't say that, I'm ready for a change but not all the work, worry and stress that seems to go along with this type of change. I admit that I haven't really paid much attention to all the hullabaloo going on with the economy, it hadn't affected me too directly until last night. I was laid off due to the fact that my boss can no longer pay my check. Seriously. I'm not taking it personally, I get it. And it wasn't my dream job but it was a job, one that was a long time coming.

So I'm not too sure what direction to go in...where to go from here. I know there is a plan, but I'm not too sure where to start.

Today I got a call from a friend who is finishing grad school and will be looking for a job soon. He called to ask if we could make a little deal between the two of us to hold one another accountable to look for 3 jobs this week that we would really love. What perfect timing! I hadn't told him about the job loss yet but he has been a big advocate the last few years that I am bigger than what I have been doing with my time and talent. So, here we are on the job hunt together.

I keep going back to what I would love, love to do, and the unknown of how it all would work, if I would make enough money to live on and the fear of failure. I'd love your prayers for clarity in the face of decision, provision and peace.

Oh paisley, you are my fav.

2008-10-14T09:23:00.000-07:00

I don't have it yet but I'm already decorating it in my mind...surprise. Here's a few options from my esty friends!

Look at these two...they are so happy about her laptop decals, awe, so sweet.

How ever will I choose????

What wouldn't I do for the blog.

2008-10-13T09:27:00.000-07:00

On Saturday I had a classic blog-worthy experience. It's funny how I now go through life aware of the blogging possibilities of my activities. I remember once a friend who was huge into scrap booking told me that she now takes specific pictures knowing that they would be good for a scrapbook layout. And,although I don't seek out crazy situations for you, my beloved blog audience, I don't shy aware from a potentially shady fiasco where a good story could be born.

This Saturday was classic. I'm on the hunt for a new computer...think I'm really ready to do the big switch-a-roo to Mac so I headed to the Mac store to do some research. I get to Bridgeport, my favorite mall in the area. It's an outdoor mall, with some pretty fantastically dangerous stores, which I mostly window shop. On the way there I caught a glimpse of my eyebrows in the rear view mirror. Wow, how long had I been living like this? Then I remembered that 3/4 of the little round bulbs in my bathroom above the mirror are burnt out. I wonder what else I've been missing...

So, I decide to stop in at the salon at Bridgeport to have my eyebrows waxed. I learned my lesson last time I went to the mall and has this done that the timing of the much needed wax is crucial. All shopping, looking, ordering of Jamba Juice and general walking around the mall must be finished prior to the wax. Shopping first, looking next, pick up a smoothie, get waxed and then make a beeline to the car. No stopping, no looking in the direction of others, no taking it personally when people take the long way around me. I have to keep in mind that my entire eyebrow area is fire red, a little swollen and maybe, just maybe I look like something that could be see on Star trek. You know, those unfortunate guys with the bumpy, protruding eyebrow bone.

I enter the Salon, a Barbie looking girl takes my name and tells me to return in an hour...perfect. When I get back to the salon for my appointment Barbie takes me back to meet the esthetician. Now, Barbie, other than being completely too tan and over bleached seems completely normal and treats the situation completely normal. I trust Barbie. Sure, she's a little overdone but really, she seems like someone I can trust when it comes to this sort of thing. She shows me where to sit and then she says it.

"Pierre will be with you in a minute...you are going to love him, he's the best."

"Great!" I'm thinking, Pierre, sounds so French, so official. Somehow when it comes to the salon situation being foreign gives him an edge in my mind. I trust a foreign guy with my eyebrows any day...he's the best (according to Barbie).

A moment later Pierre appears.

Not a lick over 5 feet he is shorter than me (which is hard to do), he has the most amazing faux-hawk, almost black with tiny blond (ok, they really look yellow) tips. Amazing. But that's not the best of it. The guy has...

...a unibrow.

Seriously, this is the guy who will be waxing my eyebrows? Does he not see his own? Is he going to make me look perma-surprised? What??? Oh, Pierre! For a split second I think about grabbing my bag and making a run for it. Really, I think I could do it...he couldn't catch me. 1. His legs are shorter 2. His is wearing three belts, that extra weight would slow him down and 3. He has a unibrow, not exactly the most aerodynamic facial hair choice.

But, then I thought of my blog, and the story that could be told. And that maybe, just maybe Pierre really is the best. I don't want to miss out on the best. And hey, I was prepared to go directly to my car, my shopping was done. So, I stayed. I sucked it up and Pierre did a great job. He told me that I have a fabulous natural arch to my brows and that my skin was a color he had always envied. HA! Pierre and I had a great talk. I asked about how he got into the business, etc. I even asked about the three belts, which he says is a European flair that he just comes by naturally (whatever). But I couldn't get up the courage to ask him about the unibrow. I don't know what got into me folks, I froze.

And that, that is what I wouldn't do for the blog. I wouldn't question a tiny male ethetician about his unibrow. I let that moment pass. And I am oh, so sorry.

Don't you just love it...

2008-10-09T12:35:00.000-07:00

...when your birthday is extended with unexpected gifts. A good friend from college surprised me yesterday with some clean water for Charity:Water! Yea! I sent him a quick text to thank him and last night I got this response: "The economy may suck...but we are still f'n blessed." Amen to that! (Is it appropriate to say amen to a statement that includes an abbreviation of a curse word?)

Whatever the case we are blessed, more than most of us will ever understand. Sure, we can practice being selfless, we can give what we have, even give our time, our lifestyle, our comforts. But for us it is a choice, poverty for the sake of others that is. It isn't something that we were born into or stricken with. What an amazing, undeserved gift we have been given. I'm currently reading Melissa Faye Green's book There Is No Me Without You, talk about good stuff...I'm only part way in and I've had tears the entire time. I can't imagine the daily burdens that this amazing foster mother in Ethiopia deals with. I can't put it down. Check it out here. But, be aware, it's a serious call to action. The knowledge you will gain on the AIDS epidemic in Africa is startling. Dig in!

Simple Spiel Update: I'm taking this forced slow down time to decide exactly how this is all going to work. I had a great convo on Tuesday with a smarty-pants friend of mine who has agreed to get me started on the business portion of turning Simple Spiel into a outlet to help others. Yea for Smarty-McGoo-Sauce-business-minded friends! So, we are praying for connections to be made with the right people as I do research into where to send profits, and that the Lord will grow this dream of mine into what He desires for it. Thanks for the continued support!

Cheers!

So glad.

2008-10-07T11:43:00.000-07:00

Elisabeth Elliot is one of my heroes, an amazing writer, understander of the woman's heart, lover of all, fearless in her mission, her words are of continual encouragement to me. Today I read her daily devotional titled "The Supremacy of Christ". It was so what I needed to hear today. Seems like I have heard it a million times before but I needed it again...

The first thing was to settle once and for all the supremacy of Christ in my life, I tell them. I put myself utterly and forever at His disposal, which means turning over all the rights: to myself, my body, my self-image, my notions of how I am to serve my Master. Oswald Chambers calls it "breaking the husk of my individual independence of God." Until that break comes, all the rest is "pious fraud." I tell these earnest kids that the will of God is always different from what they expect, always bigger, and, ultimately, infinitely more glorious than their wildest imaginings.

See, when it seems to me like everything is falling apart, or nothing adds up, and I can't imagine good...it's coming, I am promised good, and I am so glad!

To read Elisabeth's devo click here.

!$@%! is feels good to be a gangsta.

2008-10-07T09:45:00.000-07:00

F.Y.I.:The title of this post comes from a song in my top ten worst songs ever...that somehow become your worst favorites, and is featured on the movie Office Space (and has been censored for my Madre).

This almost happened at my house last night. Sure, I don't have a bat, or three guys wearing ties to help me beat up my computer and printer but I have been known to throw down a pretty mean "copy machine kick" (a phrase coined from the scene pictured above) just ask Glaze. Next time you see me ask for a demonstration, I will gladly give you one. It's the sort of thing you have to see, believe me. The length of the legs has nothing to do with it.

It's semi-funny but not really. Simple Spiel is just chillin' till I can work through the technical difficulties. So, where to go from here? Truth be told, I'm pretty bummed, I was ready to roll with the new line. I was gaining direction about where the money was to be sent and how I should focus the profits from the new cards. But now it's on a standstill until this glitch gets figured out. I'm a firm believer that there is a plan, I'm just eager to see what it is! Would love your prayers...not only for the success of the new cards and those that will be reached from their profits but also that some miraculous will go down with the darn computer situation.

Happy Tuesday!

When there are no words.

2008-10-06T11:19:00.001-07:00

I find that music works best...other people's words. Peeps more poetic than myself. Here's what I need to hear today. Yes, it's old school. Brings back memories of college but today it has new meaning. It's hopeful.

Yes, true M.Schenck blogging will be back soon, I promise.

2008-10-03T11:35:00.000-07:00

Happy, happy birthday Bray, I sure do love you! This one's for you...wish I could be there!

Cheers!

Learning to walk again.

2008-10-03T09:08:00.000-07:00

Today, to avoid this...

I switched to this...

It's like I have to learn how to walk all over again.

Here's a song for this wonderful, rainy Friday.

Gotta love Ben Folds!

Cheers!

2008-10-01T17:10:00.001-07:00

So, what do ya think?

She's right.

2008-10-01T16:27:00.000-07:00

A friend, who shall remain nameless, told me today that I need to update my blog a little. Turns out my polka dot default background is so 2007ish. I thought I was retro, but whatev. She speaks the truth in love. So, I'm working on it. I happen to be a bit of a perfectionist so stick with me as I switch, switch-a-roo!

Dear nameless friend,
You were right. I let my blog design slip, it's defaultedness did not reflect who I really am and what my blog is about. Thanks for being an honest friend and for calling me on my lack of motivation.
-Melis

It's here!

2008-09-30T16:34:00.000-07:00

Yippee, Skippy! Yeah, I really just said that. Shoot. But it's here and I'm excited! All the glorious RECYCLED kraft paper for my new line of cards. Simple Spiel is going all out in the charity department. Look for more details soon!

Blessed.

2008-09-30T16:15:00.000-07:00

I have amazing friends, seriously legit friends who I am blessed by left and right. It's cool how sometimes friendships just click. My time in Mac has not been long yet I have found friends who I feel like I've known forever. It was great to spend my birthday this year with Trac, Caitlin and Nicole. Nicole and I share the same birthday and I was so excited to celebrate with her! Trac and Caitlin planned an amazing day for us complete with hours of shopping and a wonderful happy hour at Portland City Grill with great food, yummy drinks and a rad view of the city! Thank you ladies for a wonderful "golden birthday"!

*A big woot-woot to Trac who is officially our photographer...she rocks the house!

If you have kids, like kids, or once was a kid!

2008-09-30T10:24:00.000-07:00

Here's a last minute way to help some kiddos. Kids Lake is on it's last day of fund raising for AHope!

Here's what my friend Brandi (Kids Lake director) says about their organization:
Kids LAKE is a campaign to help kids all "pitch in" to make a difference in our world! The challenge for kids is to raise, earn or save money every month to be able to send to kids around the world so they may know God's Love. Every month, we'll feature a different organization that we'll be raising money for. This way, kids can not only make a difference through their donations, but also through their prayers! Every month we'll give you lots of details and stories of the country, kids and organization we are raising money for so you can use it as an educational tool!

So this month they are working with AHope to help kiddos in Africa who have or have been affected by HIV and AIDS, how cool is that? Their goal is $1300 and so far they have raised $947...awesome...and oh so close! Please think and pray (quick) about being a part!

As an added bonus they had great shirts (in all sizes) and sweet bracelets made up for all who donate, to thank you, raise awareness and help us remember to pray. Check, check 'em out here.

Head over to the Kids Lake blog to read more about their mission and how you can get involved!

28 and one day.

2008-09-29T09:37:00.000-07:00

The big day has come and gone. I had an amazing weekend of events. Stay tuned for more on all the celebration.

But first, a huge thank you to all who gave clean water for my birthday. You all are amazing! I got an e-mail today from the founder of Charity:Water. Through the Born in September campaign they were able to build 215 wells in Ethiopia which will provide clean water to 86,000 peeps...unbelievable!

Special thank you to Cece & UB, Cheryl and Sis (and bro-in-law, Bre, Tay, Ness, Kenna, Vanna, Trev & little man) who gave on my day o' birth. You all bless me so much. Thanks for the love!

I've got a problem.

2008-09-22T15:05:00.001-07:00

A problem with my laughter. See, I love to laugh. My day is not complete without it. I love to laugh with people. I love collecting laughter in my mind. That sounds strange but I think it is just wonderful the way that no ones laugh sounds quite identical to anyone else. It is my favorite to recognize a friend by the sound of their laughter. All of this is not a problem. Laughing with peeps is a grand thing. It's the laughing at people that is not so grand, and I admit I do it all the time.

I laugh at other's misfortune. Not serious misfortune, I have a heart, geez. But sometimes it is hard for me to keep it in when it comes to little things and random strangers. Some times I wish that you all knew just how often I laugh out loud to myself throughout the day, it may be completely abnormal. I have a perfect example from my lunch break today.

I went to the bank to deposit a check. I pull out of the drive and up to a stop light where I will be turning left onto the highway. Across the highway is a McDonald's (the devil's place). Facing me, across the highway, also stopped at the light is a SUV with an older man driving, let's say late 60's.

The light changes, gramps is going straight. I pull into the intersection, positioning myself to take my left yielding turn. Here's the thing, gramps is on a bit of a hill, he's also a slow starter and there is a fairly big dip onto the highway (they really should fix that).

That's when I saw it.

The ice cream cone.

Gramps and his passenger are both highly involved in their McDonald's cones. He didn't see the bump, he had no idea.

He leaned in for a bite. Then the bump.

And ice cream.

Up gramp's nose as he drove through the intersection.

I.KID.YOU.NOT.

It totally made my day. I busted up. The poor guy. As I headed down the highway I saw a kid biff it on his skateboard. Laugh number two. I know, I'm bad. Told you I have problems...

For Friday.

2008-09-19T10:20:00.000-07:00

I love this song. Reminds me of living in Cali and my ever talented cousin Jenna who created an old school slide show (you know like the clicky kind with the millions of little slides all in a perfect ring) set to this song. Rad. Just thought you might enjoy. Happy Weekend!

2008-09-18T12:52:00.001-07:00

Mama Glaze & Don too! Thanks for giving for my birthday. You two are super rad cats! Can't wait to hopefully see you in November!!

Love.

Schenck...nearly 28 years down.

2008-09-18T12:52:00.000-07:00

Today at work I had a great case of the "Schenck Spell". For the past 27 (nearly 28) years I've had this last name and let me tell you it has provided it's share of stories. I've gotten into a routine. When asked my last name I've noticed that I don't even say the darned thing. This is the drill...

Random person: And the last name?

Me: Let me spell it for you, it's S-C-H-E-N-C-K.

Sometimes, just sometimes, they ask how it's pronounced and then I go into the obligatory line of comparing it to something that sounds the same.

Random person: Ok, and how do you pronounce that? It looks German (extra points for them for knowing the country of origin)

Me: Schenck, like a shank of lamb.

Let me just say here that I happen to have no real concrete idea of what a "shank of lamb" is. I'm assuming that it is a body part, and that it may be edible, I may have seen it on a menu a time or two. The fact is that I've heard my mom say this line for years and so it just comes out without even a second thought. It was Madre's automatic response and she has passed it down. Poor lady, she married into the "Schenck Spell". She willingly took on the curse of never having a well known, easily spellable name. She denied herself of a life of luxury as a Jones, Smith, Brown, Green or Miller. I'm sure this is where she would argue that my dad is well worth the small sacrifice. But really, did she think about me in this? Oh, my sweet Madre.

I've noticed lately that I don't even write my full name. This is where today at work comes in. A new UPS guy comes in with a package. I know the old guy, I like the old guy. We have the same friendly banter every day, you know, about the weather mostly. So new guy comes strutting in complete with an extra short pair of brown shorts and let me just tell you he was working the outfit. He even was exposing a little chest hair with the first few buttons of his uniform shirt unbuttoned. Pure nast. Upon seeing him I do a mental eye roll. Yes, I was raised properly, we do not roll our eyes. But I've got my own little secret. I do it mentally all day. It's the equivalent of a "psh" out loud when something is ridiculous. Maybe even ridiculously awesome.

So, he walks up to my desk and announces that he has a package. Obviously. (More internal eye rolling). He hands me the handy-dandy electronic do-dat to sign for my package. I sign my name...ok, my signature which consists of only M and then three letters that may or may not resemble a S, C and fancy K. So, I've gotten lazy, I realize that. It's just so many letters and no one can pronounce it anyway...what's the point. And then I wait for the question, cause he has to ask, I know he can't read my signature.

Over-the-top UPS man: And what's the last name?

Me: It's Schenck, like a shank of lamb.

Over-the-top UPS man: Oh, like I'm gonna shank ya? (Said with a wink)
Yes, with a wink. I didn't even know how to respond to this. I had no words. This doesn't happen to me often, the no words thing. I've watched entirely too much Law and Order and CSI.

Sure, I've heard this before. I know (although I've never been to prison) what a shank is. But I don't like to think of myself as a "crude homemade weapon" like something you would see on Shawshank Redemption. Isn't that a coincidence. There was just something about his creeping, chest hair and over sized crisp white tube socks proudly worn above his boots that made the comment even more creepy.

What exactly does he know about shanks?
Does he have one right now?
What happened to the old UPS guy?
Is he dead in the back of the truck?
Is this package filled with anthrax?

I start thinking that if I die, if he really does "Shank" me, only my brother will be left to carry on the family name. Sure, someday I may get married and take my husband's name but there is always the option to hyphenate and keep the Schencks alive. I am suddenly fond of Schenck. I think of all the conversations it has started. The awkward times when I have met someone and they ask if I am related to so and so (only to find out that so and so spells Schenck like it sounds). Those were good times, times that a Jones or Smith or Brown or Green or even a Miller may never have. Suddenly I find myself spelling my name in a "sing-songy" little voice, 1. because I can and 2. because it does rhyme well.

M-E-L-I-S-S-A....S-C-H-E-N-C-K

What I've failed to noticed during all my internal monologue and self reflection is that the UPS guy is still sanding there. And he heard my little song. He give me that look, you know the one your dog gives you. Head cocked a bit to the side, mouth open, eyes a bit squinty like "What the?????". He keeps the look on his face and does a slow pivot turn and is out the door. Lucky for me I'm pretty sure his conscience got the best of him...you can't shank a crazy girl.

2008-09-17T13:07:00.001-07:00

Miss Sarah,
I stole your boyfriend in high school and you still love me...man you are just the best! :) Thank you for the birthday gift!

Love, love, love you!

The end of summer as I know it.

2008-09-15T09:54:00.000-07:00

Just a bit of an update on where the summer has gone. I spent the weekend in Seattle with Caitlin and Erin at Coffee Fest 2008. I was on cloud niner. You can only imagine the amazing aroma and massive population of bearded baristas (my fav)!

The summer has flown by, consumed with work.
play.
paint.
design.
dream.
write.
work.

One of my favorite times was the "Girls Weekend '08". Madre, Mandy, Bre, Ness, Kenna, and Vanna came to spend time with me here in Mac. It was a great time filled with walks, ice cream, shopping and more shopping, food, painting pottery, drinking coffee and just being sarcastic in general (as is our style).

Speaking of clean water...

2008-09-11T10:58:00.000-07:00

My GTG (Go-To-Girl, don't ask) Tracy is on the clean water train too! It has been wonderful to get to know Tracy (and Tyson & Kai!). Not only is she my neighbor and co-worker but also a great friend. We are at completely different spots but it is awesome how we seem to be going through some of the same things. I have no doubt that the Lord has this time planned for us and I know he must love watching our friendship grow. Tracy is like-minded when it comes to the causes I've been learning about. She listens to me go on and on...what a friend! Her mom-in-law is working towards providing clean water to those in need. Jump over to Trac's blog to check out how you can get involved.

Give like it's goin' out of style!
Cheers!

2008-09-10T13:14:00.000-07:00

Miss Kelli! Thank you for the gift...you are such an inspiration to me!

Love.

2008-09-10T09:44:00.000-07:00

BIG B!

Thank you, thank you for the birthday gift! You really are one of my favs!

Love you!

2008-09-09T14:27:00.000-07:00

My sweet Glaze,

Love you! Thank you for the birthday gift...you rock the casbah. Clean water, woot-woot!

Yea!

2008-09-09T09:29:00.000-07:00

Dad, Mom, Lanet and Marc...

Thank you so much for the birthday gifts! You all are such blessings to me, but more importantly to those who will now have clean water because of your generosity!

Love.

Happy Birthday....To Me!

2008-09-08T16:37:00.000-07:00

The September Campaign Trailer - www.borninseptember.org from charity: water on Vimeo.

This morning my alarm went off at 7 a.m. Warm and cozy in my bed I had no desire to get up, get ready and go to work. I rolled out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and brewed my morning coffee. Noticed that the laundry didn’t get done this weekend, started a load. Filled my mug, grabbed a water bottle and headed out the door.

How blessed am I that I get to do any of this. I hate the morning, yet my routine is rich compared to so many. More than a billion people in our world don’t have clean water, water that makes my world work right, water that I don’t even think about in my hurried day.

This year I am turning 28. This has been a year of changes for me. I’ve been so overwhelmed with what I can do to make a change with how I give to others. Please help me, and instead of giving me a birthday gift, give the gift of clean water to those who desperately need it in Ethiopia. And if you don’t usually give me a gift…good, keep it up, give it away!

Check out my site here.

To Write...

2008-09-08T14:41:00.000-07:00

Look what I found today!

I may be the last on the "Wreck This Journal" train but I love it! Kari Smith...I must say, amazing. As if I don't have enough journals going right now. Random writer girl currently has four different journals. Yeah, you read that right. Just turns out that as random as I am like to organize my writing a little bit. Anyway, if you get a chance check out Kari's super creative book and blog. There's nothing like a little inspiration.

Cheers!

2008-09-05T12:54:00.000-07:00

I interrupt this epic day of multiple postings (due to the fact that I am no longer on the couch) to bring you this bit of informational goodness...

After a brief moment of Googling, here is what one random website had to say about the history of the expression "Sicker than a dog":

There are several expressions of the form sick as a ..., that date from the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. Sick as a dog is actually the oldest of them, recorded from 1705; it is probably no more than an attempt to give force to a strongly worded statement of physical unhappiness. It was attached to a dog, I would guess, because dogs often seem to have been linked to things considered unpleasant or undesirable; down the years they have had an incredibly bad press, linguistically speaking (think of dog tired, dog in the manger, dog’s breakfast, go to the dogs, dog Latin — big dictionaries have long entries about all the ways that dog has been used in a negative sense).

So, who knows. I think it needs to be changed. But the jury is still out on what exactly is something that we are able to legitimately be sicker than or at least as sick as.

If this bitty post makes no sense to you get caught up already...I've been writing all day! :)

Cheers!

Daisy K Design! Woot-woot!

2008-09-05T11:40:00.000-07:00

My sweet friend Kelli is one of the most creative people I know. Kelli and I met on my very first day at NNU & hit it off instantly. She is that friend that I can not see for the longest time but when we get together it seems that no time has passed. I'll never forget when she came home and told us that she had met Josh and the times that I got to spend with the two of them while they were dating. Kelli also had great faith in me and asked me to be a candle lighter in their wedding. Bad idea. I wouldn't say I ruined the day but I sure ruined the candle lighting portion. That's another story for another day.

Kelli has never been one to sit around. We are like minded in needing to stay busy and always having a million projects going. I wish we lived closer so we could work on a few together! So, although she has her hands full with two boys (and Josh!) she somehow finds the time to create these amazing bottle cap goodies!

Her stuff is great, magnets, clocks, jewelry, etc. I love it all and I know you will too!

Check, check out Daisy K!

She's on ETSY too! Click here.

Love you Kel!

It was touch & go.

2008-09-05T10:23:00.000-07:00

I've been sick. Real sick. I told a friend yesterday that I was sicker than a dog. As soon as I said it I wanted to take it back. What the heck? Sicker than a dog, really? What does that mean exactly? And where did it come from. I think I need to go ahead a refrain from using old school expressions that I have no idea where they came from or what they really mean. So, one more thing to Google. I'll get back to you on that one.

While I laid on the couch for three days (in and out of consciousness), not even wanting to read (which is really weird for me)I watched a whole lot of TV. I'm cheap and refuse to get cable so the couple free, fuzzy channels I do get don't exactly provide hours of amazing entertainment. But I did find myself transported back to the good old days with a couple of shows.

Yep, that's right...Bob Ross and his "happy little clouds" and Hangin' With Mr. Cooper. "COOPER, COOPER!"

A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.

Of course most of my TV watching was commercials. I've discovered that a majority of day time commercials are for colleges and trade schools. Did you know that you can graduate in less than a year and have an great career in the medical field, computers or business? It truly is amazing. I'm wondering how many people watching the Tyra show at 1p.m. on a week day actually see that commercial and think "whoa, me, a massage therapist in just 9 months?! That's it, today is the day, I'm putting down my plate of Totino's Pizza Rolls (another great commercial) getting off my butt and going back to school!"

So, my life the last three days has been consumed with commercials and I thought I would bring a couple to my blog today. I think these are a bit more worthy of your viewing time. I have a couple friends involved in some rad stuff so I'm going to be sending info your way. Brought to you by the letter M and the color green. Don't change the channel...we'll be right back.

Happy Friday!

I'm an idiot...obviously.

2008-08-28T10:46:00.000-07:00

I like maps really I do, I pride myself in being good with maps and directions, knowing my north, south, east and west wherever I am. Never East Shredded Wheat is a phrase to live by. I'm not that go by landmarks girly-girl. I like to know "turn right, south of blah, blah, blah". Basically you could call me a human compass (although this nickname has never been tested by an unexpected wilderness adventure where I am forced to rely on my skills for survival).

Anywho. This really doesn't have to do with maps, as much as it has to do with my lack of attention to my school work in my younger days. And, therefore my lack of knowledge now about the things on these maps that I have stared at all my life. In fact, in elementary school maps were everywhere. We even had one painted on the concrete slab on the playground. I never really saw anyone play with it, and we never used it in any sort of educational activity but it was there. Sort of worn looking, reminding us to be proud Americans with Alaska and Hawaii floating out there mysteriously both south of California, grossly out of proportion to the rest of the masterpiece. I vaguely remember learning some song to help us memorize the state capitals and all the conversation about how the size of a city does not automatically make it the capital; i.e. Seattle in our 3rd grade minds was the obvious choice for Washington, but no...Olympia. Olympia is where it's at!

One thing I have no memory of is learning the abbreviations for each state. Sure, they were printed on probably more than half of the maps we used in elementary school but we never addressed it. Or, I was too busy playing M.A.S.H or contemplating my tetherball strategy for our next recess during this crucial instruction time. What I do remember is that some of them are tricky. You know like Colorado and Connecticut, both start with CO, how did Colorado come out the winner on that one? And Georgia, there is no GE but it can't be that easy, let's make it GA just to throw 'em off.

So I'm at work today working on some billing. I call an insurance company in Nebraska to get their mailing address. The oh so sweet lady on the other end of the phone, across the map, in Nebraska gives me the address and I ask, "That's NE, right?".

Insurance Lady: "obviously."

Me(being the cheerful phone-talker that I am): "Great, I always get confused. I mean, it could be NA. Just checkin'."

Insurance Lady: "Where are you calling from?"

Me(now not so cheerful voiced): "Oregon."

Insurance Lady(Mrs. High and Mighty, I paid better attention than you in school): "Oh, Orea-gone. That's OR"

Let me just tell you it took everything in me not to correct her pronunciation.

She didn't care.

She's confident in her abbreviation skills...she wins.

Today...

2008-08-25T10:35:00.000-07:00

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

I've been struck with this question posed by Mary Oliver in her poem "The Summer Day". What do I plan to do with my one wild and precious life? Thinking about knowledge and responsibility, willingness and action.

I'm learning, expanding my knowledge. With this knowledge comes responsibility and taking responsibility requires action. What I do with what I know reveals my heart.

I am called to action by these words...

I am only one,
But still I am one.
I cannot do everything,
But still I can do something;
And because I cannot do everything
I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.
~Edward Everett Hale

Geez

2008-08-21T10:22:00.001-07:00

Seriously, this guy is fast, I will give him that. But I've had all I can handle. Really, he's out of control. Geez. And the pose, what's that all about? Does he think he is some sort of super hero? Whatev.

What the no ETSY is going on?!

2008-08-19T11:02:00.000-07:00

Yeah, if you haven't noticed my etsy site has been MIA. You know me, I can't concentrate on any one thing too long. I'm working on that little character issue. Anywho, don't give up on me (or Simple Spiel). We've got a change a-comin', a little something to go along with all this injustice I've been thinking about and working through in my heart. So, stick with me!

Love.

The search is on...

2008-08-18T15:55:00.000-07:00

Someday, yes someday I will attempt the monumental task of taking up quilting as a hobby. I love quilts, they speak history, tell stories and model cozy. Last summer while visiting our family farm in Penn. I was able to come home with seven amazing quilts, which have been handed down over the years within the Schenck family...what a gift!

A couple weeks ago Tracy and I hit up our local quilt shop to find just the thing for our current room re-dos. Tracy and I live in condos with identical (but mirrored) floor plans and are trying to tackle the same room! I gotta give Trac a little bit o' credit here, she started the whole thing. :) So, while Trac transforms her space into a guest room/office I'm working on turning mine into "the studio". We were on the hunt to find fabric to make throw pillows (Trac) and slipcovers for chairs (me). Just stepping into the store makes me happy. The colors overwhelm me, I love it. All hopped up on notions and color and texture I left the store ready to take on the world. Designers like Amy Bulter, Anna Marie Horner and Heather Bailey. I just love, love it all!

I'm still searching for the perfect print for the studio. It a trick to find decor weight fabrics that are fun. I'm thinking maybe I should design my own. But really, how does one get into that sort of thing? Until then, enjoy some of my favorites from these amazingly creative ladies...

2008-08-18T11:16:00.000-07:00

It's raining in Mac today...

Love it!

2008-08-15T14:56:00.000-07:00

This is how I feel today...

Bottle it up and it spills over
And over again
Through the pages
Onto the happy
Saturating the sticky
Causing mess

"Studio" Update....

2008-08-15T12:37:00.000-07:00

Here's where we are folks:

Pottery Barn Table

$499.00

Slipcovered Pottery Barn Chair

$329.00

Grand total for completely ridiculously overpriced furnishings: $828.00

Don't worry I didn't do it. Oh, come on, seriously.

I'm a craigslist junkie. There is something I find amazing about scouring the Internet, visiting strangers homes, handing them cash and loading up your new loot. And, we are reusing things and saving money all at the same time! Wa-hoo!
Here's what I found:

Sweet table ready for some paint: $20.00
Two perfectly shaped armless dining chairs to be slipcovered: $10.00

Melissa's grad total thus far: $30.00

Now if I can only convince my madre to do some sewing for me! Pics will be coming soon!

No big deal, just savin' THE WORLD.

2008-08-12T15:49:00.000-07:00

This is my friend Matt. If you haven't already checked out his website go here and read all about his adventure. Matt set out a couple months ago to spend time in Africa with his little bro (Ryan) and missionary friends (Joey, Destiny and their daughter Mercy). I'd tell you all about it but the guy is a much better writer than I and it is truly better in his own words. Let me just say Matt amazes me. Filled with faith, this tall cat left his job, peeps and all that he was "comfortable" with to travel around the world to Africa and learn all he can about poverty, injustice and such. He is in a place, faced with dirty, sickening, horrific situations that most of us will never even begin to relate to. Talk about bold. Turns out he is the contagious type. Since Matt left I have found myself being "that girl". The girl looks around her and sees the amazing amounts of resources that we squander away on a daily basis. I am so guilty of it myself. Last night my friends and I watched the Olympics. I love the Olympics.

Side Note: Why is it that when I watch I feel the need to judge each athlete's performance? Like I know anything! Don't we all get so into it that we suddenly feel like some sort of sports authority. When, truth be told, the Olympic games are the only time we see some of these athletes. Anywho...

I'm watching with new eyes, looking at the amazing buildings they have constructed to hold tons of people. State of the art facilities that are not only functional but also super artistic. I wonder how much was spent on this stuff...so I get my Google on. 3.4 billion! Seriously. I all of a sudden find myself as somewhat of an Olympics hater. Torn between loving the event and wishing that those dollars could have been used in other ways. I have no idea how many starving children could be fed with 3.4 billion, or how much that amount of money would help AIDS research. All I know is that the number is huge. This is just one small example, one that happened to get me. I'm overwhelmed with examples around us all the time. I'm that girl.

So, I'm sitting there, getting fired up. Fired up about something that I can't do anything about. I'm not going to change Olympic history. I'm not going to convince "the powers that be" to give sacrificially to others and dive into stopping all the world's gross injustices. But yet I'm left with a guilty feeling. I know I don't have much, but what am I doing? It is not fair to sit around and complain about how others are using their resources without first checking my own situation.

When Matt left, everyone asked me what he was going to be doing in Africa. I mostly replied, "Oh, you know, saving the world, no big deal." Mildly laced with sarcasm, this comment eats at me now. Matt is doing what he can to save the world, he has stepped out and the Lord is totally using him. Yesterday I was sharing with him about some stuff going on in my heart and I said that, "I guess this is where it's time to be bold." Matt's response: "It's not so much about being bold as it is about being willing." Geez, the guy has a way with words. But it's true. What are you willing to do for the Lord? What am I willing to do?

Just a glimpse into where my mind has been lately. If you hated this post you may want to stop reading my blog. I have a feeling that there will be a lot more of this sort of thing to come...

Cheers!

Pick it!

2008-08-11T09:52:00.000-07:00

Yesterday after church my buddy Caitlin and I set out on the grand adventure of picking blackberries at a park here in Mactown. I chose to wear flip flops which proved to be a really bad idea but working through the pain had great rewards.

Yum, yum, yummity, yummster.

Side Note: Office/Studio space has been painted. Work table has been acquired (more on that process later) and shelves has been purchased. Pics coming your way soon!

Get your golf on!

2008-08-04T14:29:00.000-07:00

I wish I was a golfer. My serious lack of hand/eye coordination really puts a damper on the whole thing. Sure, I enjoy a good round of mini golf and last time I was on a course Matt taught me all about proper "flag removal" process, but that's as deep as it goes for me. Despite my lack of knowledge and ability I was so excited when my friend Tracy suggested that we volunteer at this year's "See Ya Later" Foundation golf tournament. We had a great time! Check out Tracy's post for a full report of all the day's haps! I really wish you all could see our full outfits I had on knee-length khaki shorts with our black tournament polo shirts. I felt like a blond Kelli Kapowski. You know, from that summer when the Saved By The Bell kids worked at the country club, yeah, loved it.

P.S. I will admit that Fred Funk is my favorite golfer, always has been, always will be (mostly due to his name). And...in 10th grade art class I did a giant charcoal drawing of Lee Trevino which I believe still hangs on the back of my Dad's office door to this day, CLASSIC.

2-fer

2008-08-01T12:22:00.000-07:00

Today you get a 2-fer!

I'm sort of a font, color and word nerd. Imagine my glee when I came upon this site that takes my three favorite things and combines them with a little randomness (also a favorite thing). Check out my first three attempts (thanks to one of my favorites: author/artist Mary Anne Radmacher).

Now you know what I'm going to be doing all day! Wanna make your own? Check it out here. Oh, fun!

P.S. Man, there sure are a tons of fvorites in this post...geez.

Do & Re-Do

2008-08-01T10:02:00.000-07:00

Here's what I'm learning about myself. Ok, maybe I've known this for a while but I'm finally admitting it to myself.

I NEED A PROJECT.
I ALWAYS NEED A PROJECT.

Seriously. While in the midst of a project I long to have evenings where I can just sit around and not feel like I need to be working. But, as soon as I finish something I can't wait to jump in to something else. Here's my latest...the office! In my new house I have this great room that is solely for creating, getting crafty and doing my thing. But you know me, all must be organized before I can clutter it with my creativeness. I've got to get back to being creative. It's where I find sanity. My friend Tracy knows me all too well, can tell when I've not given myself time to create and totally calls me on it! (I'm so thankful for her!) Simple Spiel has been on the back burner since the move and is about to get a full face lift. But before I can start that the office must be conquered. Here's what I'm thinking.

What do you think? I love it. Totally within my budget...$50.00. Yeah, this project is going to have to be the definition of creative!

Orange and yellow, green and blue...

2008-07-30T16:33:00.000-07:00

Here's the Dealy-O.

Because of the mass hysteria surrounding my last post and the requests for more information here's the whole story. (Sarah & Geebs this one's for you)

A few months ago I was commissioned (yeah, you read that right) by a guy to do some art work for his new house. He had seen a couple of paintings that I did for Tiffany's birthday gift last November and asked me to do some painting to tie together his living room/dining room area. Totally intimidated, but desperate for some cash to pay the bills, I agreed.

Now let's just back up here. I am not a painter. I can paint walls, furniture and even my nails but painting, painting, like fine art painting...completely beyond me. And being commissioned!?! I'm not even sure I really understand what all that entails. All I know is that I left the dudes house with sketch for measurements, a few examples of colors and a fat check.

So the paintings took me forever. I guess that's what happens when you don't really know what you are doing. And, unlike Geebs, I'm not into pumpkin orange. I'm a color expert (just ask Matt) and maybe even a color snob so it took me a while to get "inspired" for the pieces. So, finally I decided to go ahead and try to "fake it till I make it".

So...the pictures on the last post my friends are the result. I have never been so nervous as I was on Sunday when I went to deliver and hang them...
What if he hated them?
What happens then?
Do I have to give his money back?
I don't have the money anymore!!!
Is he going to take me to Judge Judy?
What would I wear if I had to be on T.V.?
Is my hair ok?
Man, I gotta get my eyebrows waxed stat!
...this is just where my mind went.

Long story short. He loved, loved them. All is well with the world and I am back to making cards. I must admit, once I found my way I did really enjoy the project. And I would do it again, but I'm sure you all can't afford me.

D.O.N.E.

2008-07-29T09:19:00.000-07:00

And it feels good.

Send Snail Mail!

I've got these friends...

Creeping.

Cop-Out

It's Just a Whole Lot.

Stuff & Things...

Old, New, Borrowed...not so blue.

What I know lately...

Words to identify with...

Tiny & 90.

My anxious heart.

Back in the saddle again...

Oh Summer.

It's a big day.

Battle of the brands.

Project #184

Make my day.

A work in progress...

Oh Blog...

Just a shameless plug, no big.

Some got it, some don't.

So Good!

Tax Attempt.

It's been a long time comin'.

Ode to my Madre

Goodbyes.

Really?

Today...

Mission: Half

Vacation Letdown.

Whatcha Doing Wednesday?

Resolutions. ugh.

2009 - what the?

In Case You Were Wondering...

The snow that stole Christmas.

SUUBI Update!

The Weather Outside Is Frightful...for Oregon.

Snow Day!

SoCal.

Give Good Gifts - Numero Uno

Christmas Switch-A-Roo

SUUBI: Update!

SUUBI!

Farewell.

Note to self:

What I don't want for Christmas & What You Shouldn't Buy Anyone, Ever.

Tomorrow.

I love a party!

Social Security and You.

These are a few of my favorite things...

It's The Little Things.

Cha-Cha-Changes

Oh paisley, you are my fav.

What wouldn't I do for the blog.

Don't you just love it...

So glad.

*!$@*%! is feels good to be a gangsta.

When there are no words.

Learning to walk again.

She's right.

It's here!

Blessed.

If you have kids, like kids, or once was a kid!

28 and one day.

I've got a problem.

For Friday.

Schenck...nearly 28 years down.

The end of summer as I know it.

Speaking of clean water...

Yea!

Happy Birthday....To Me!

To Write...

Daisy K Design! Woot-woot!

It was touch & go.

I'm an idiot...obviously.

Today...

Geez

What the no ETSY is going on?!

The search is on...

"Studio" Update....

!$@%! is feels good to be a gangsta.