Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Tagged!











Lisa tagged me two months ago... I found out today because I forgot about blogs for a while.
So here are some little factoids that you might not know about me.

1) My eyes look really green when I've been crying. Weird, I know. It's probably because they get bloodshot and the redness brings out the green in them.

2) I keep a copy of e.e. cummings' poem "I carry your heart with me" written on an index card in my wallet. When I see it, I'm reminded to pray for my brother. I gave him a copy of it a few years ago (I doubt he still has it), but I've kept it since.

3) Lisa says I have the spiritual gift of Facebooking.... Maybe it's because I do nothing all day and keep facebook open on my desktop so I can't really help but see pretty much everything that happens on facebook. I'm not stalking you. I swear.

4) I can touch my nose with my tongue. (think: Gene Simmons) Yea, I'm awesome.

5) I've been punched in the face by children while riding the tram to Disneyland on three separate occasions.

6) I love Neil Diamond. Love him. I recently went to see him in concert and made a tee-shirt to wear that had a big red rhinestone heart and sequined letters that said "Amber <3's>
There were TONS when I saw him three years ago at the Staples center... I guess the people in Ontario are more classy than the LA crowd... Maybe sparkly shirts are beneath them? Not me. As a side note, I'll be sporting my "I heart Neil" tee for Valentine's day and I might even bust it out for Mother's day- Mom'll be so proud...

7) If you call me Ambie-pambie or Ambular, I'll punch you in the face. Or Bambie. Or Bamber. Or Amber-bamber. (That one'll get you hit two times). But you MAY call me by any of the following nicknames that I've acquired over the years that don't make me want to vomit: A-1, Amber #2, AmBear, Ber (say: burr), Ambrosia, Amberpants or Amber-Baker-the-touchdown-maker (this is a reference to my studliness when I played ultimate frisbee in college... nothing inappropriate, ladies and gentelman).

I tag Annie and Amybear.

Monday, December 29, 2008

5 days and counting...

I was sitting behind him when this picture was taken in 2006.I'm currently working on my "I heart Neil" t-shirt to wear to the concert. I'm not gonna lie, it's pretty sweet.

Neil Diamond must be pretty excited to see me in 5 days!!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Compliments

Do you ever get uncomfortable when people give you compliments? I do. I always get nervous and am never sure how to properly (and appropriately) receive the compliment. Sometimes if it's a "boy" it makes me really nervous and I start blubbering like an idiot (shocker, I know). Lately I've noticed that I've started "bouncing back" the compliment to the compliment giver (i.e. They say "You look very nice" and I'll say "No YOU look really nice" or they say "You have a really great smile" and I'll say, "No, YOU have a really great smile!") This sometimes gets a laugh and sometimes makes things VERY uncomfortable... depending on the person and the compliment.
One thing I've always been told is that an adult should be able to gracefully accept a compliment. I've been especially mindful of this lately, and in observing my reactions and interactions with people, I've learned something about myself: I need words of affirmation. Although sometimes I get nervous accepting a compliment, when someone tells me they like me, I've done something well or they think I'm great, I bloom like a flower in April. I thrive when I recieve words of affermation.
Tonight as I was driving home, I started thinking about some notable compliments I've recieved. Some sweet, some funny, they've stuck with me (some for years).
So here they are... Those affirmations that have become a part of me...

The compliment I hear most often and really couldn't live without:
"I think you're great"
One of my besties (yes, that's right. I just said "bestie") tells me this pretty much every day. It's one of those things that I hear her say to, well, everyone, but I don't care. I know that she really thinks I'm great and is always going to be my biggest fan (that is, until I meet that "special guy") and is always cheering me on to the finish line, both literally and figuratively.

Most surprising compliment:
"I appreciate your honest answers- I need you around for that kind of feedback all day."
I'm usually all about helping people save face and feel good about themselves. If you sing a song and it was awful, I would probably still tell you that you did a great job because I know it was really difficult and I wouldn't want to crush you. But there are some people in my life who I either respect too much or they just give me diarrhea of the mouth and I can't not tell the truth- no b.s. here. These people help me better understand that honesty really IS the best policy and that my opinion really does count. To them. Not everyone.

Most awkward/poorly phrased but sweet while still being kind of creepy compliment:
When I worked at Starbucks, I would often have to be at work at 4am. One customer once said to me something I will never forget as long as I live. As soon as he realized what he'd said, he got really embarrassed, but that's neither here nor there. What he MEANT was that I was sweet and had a great attitude without being annoyingly peppy first thing in the morning.. But what he SAID was:
"You seem like a really great person to wake up next to and have a cup of coffee with."
(guys please note: It is never a good idea to tell your barista you want to wake up next to her. Ever. It's very awkward.)

Compliment I don't necessarily agree with but appreciate so much because I want it to be true:
"You're a really good and clear communicator"
Lisa tells me this often. I don't necessarily think it's true, but I strive to make it so. I often feel like I'm speaking a different language and that I'm not making any sense, but I really try to make sure that I communicate clearly so that all questions are already answered (I abhor conversations that talk topics/situations to death) so there's no confusion. It doesn't always work this way, especially when I get nervous. Which is often.

Hands down, the greatest compliment I've ever received:
"You're the voice in my head telling me I can do it."
Wow. I still tear up everytime I think of this. When I first met my old roommate, we actually worked together. She was "cute" and the boys we worked with were all pretty sweet on her and wanted to be "gentelmanly" and never made her/taught her how to do anything at the store. She looked to me to teach her because I wasn't gonna let her get off so easy just because she's cute. Whenever she would get frustrated or would make a mistake I would always say to her, "You can do it."
She told me months later that whenever she'd have trouble with something, she would hear me saying to her "You can do it" in her head, and she knew nothing was impossible.
I didn't remember any of that. It was a sobering reminder to me that I needed to be more mindful about encouraging others.


What about you? What's the greatest compliment you've ever received? Given? Do you struggle with accepting compliments? Giving them? Hmmm?

Monday, December 22, 2008

Really?

http://www.firemeetsdesire.com/

I have no words...

Monday, November 3, 2008

Quote of the day...

"Look, I've made my peace with the fact that everyone who calls here is a notch above brain dead, and that the pennies I am thrown each week are in exchange for me dealing with these people in a nonviolent manner. And usually that is fine, but today, sorry lady, I have ennui."
-Michel, Gilmore Girls

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Thursday, September 11, 2008

clipping coupons... oh gross...

I have a confession. I'm a coupon clipper.
It's the only reason I'd ever buy a sunday paper.
I have an incredibly sweet and thoughtful friend who knows this about me and loves me anyways. The "loves me anyways" part is because I have an embarassingly full wallet with coupons that are crumpled up and bursting out the sides (half of which are expired, I might add).
Every week he swipes the coupons out of his dad's sunday paper so that I can clip coupons to save money. It saves me a dollar and a quarter every week!
Well, today I was clipping coupons and saw an add for some yummy looking beef so I cut it right out and added it to my growing stack of coupons. I then flipped the page, and then flipped another.
I suddenly felt a rush of panic and practically tore the pages trying to get back to the ad for the beef. And then I saw it. The brand: Alpo.
My stommach turned.
Did I really just cut out a coupon for DOG FOOD??
I came pretty close to vomiting all over my coupons at the thought of actually WANTING to eat what turned out to be dog food...
In my defense: 1) I do not own a dog and 2) Nowhere on the advertisement was there a) a picture of a dog b) the words "dog food" or c) a pet dish.. the beef was on a PEOPLE PLATE for goodness sakes!

That doesn't really change things does it? I still clipped a coupon for dog food. How embarassing.

Friday, August 15, 2008

yet another...

Pandora is amazing. If you don't know what it is, seriously, check it out. I'm always finding new bands, new favorite songs and rediscovering forgotten tunes.
Today an especially endearing song came up on my Passion station (I have a radio station for practically every possible mood.. I LOVE TECHNOLOGY!!)
This is a song by Downhere, a bad I've never heard of before but is sure to become a new fave.
I love the simplicity and directness of the song.


All the Reasons Why

Well we're thrown out on a stage
To find our paths to yesterday
When the world was so much smaller
And we were free, free to be

Well we all moved to the big town
And we all put on the big sound
Truly what would we sing for
If it wasn't for Your Grace

CHORUS
And we sing 'cause You are bigger
Than any reference we could make
And we dance until we're tired
'Cause we know Your name is great

On our journey give us Grace
As we follow lines Your hand will trace
You have called us to a crown
But for a time, to taste the ground
Give us edge by ones You love
Shrewd as snakes and harmless as doves
Songs will always find their endings
But Your story never dies, that's why?

And we sing 'cause You are bigger
Than any reference we could make
And we dance until we're tired
'Cause we know Your name is great

And we sing 'cause You are bigger
Than any reference we could make
And we dance until we're tired
'Cause we know Your name is great

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

cough.... sniffle... uhhghh....

I haven't been feeling well lately. I have a summer cold. No, I'm not in denial- it really is a summer cold. (five points to anyone who gets the reference.. hee hee)

For the last two days I've been answering the phones at Vanguard and here's what I say,
"Vanguard University, this is Amber. How can I help you??"

Now plug your nose, and say that aloud. That's what I sound like.

A lady just responded to me saying "Hi Eeeber, can I please be transferred to ..."



Saturday, July 19, 2008

Disneyland Day

My mom convinced my Grandma to come visit for a few days so I took a vacation day and spent it with them at Disneyland.

I can't remember the last time I spent the whole day there, but we had so much fun. We got there at 9:45 (just before California Adventure Opened) and got in line early for the new ToyStory Mania ride. We rode ToyStory Mania (oh my goodness... cutest ride EVER!), Soaring Over California, went to Turtle Talk and saw Aladdin (all before lunch!). We then headed over to Disneyland for lunch and got seats to watch Billy Hill and the Hillbillies (my mom's favorite show). I've seen this show tons of times, usually begrudgingly (same songs, same lame jokes, and I guess the origional guy (who was really funny) doesn't work there anymore... ). Everytime I go with my mom, I hope and pray that they do my favorite part, where they play each other's instruments, but they haven't done it in YEARS... Well, THEY DID IT! And it was AWESOME!


It totally made an already wonderful day even more wonderful!
After Billy Hill we rode Pirates of the Caribbean, the Jungle Cruise and the Casey Junior train (The short but ridiculously slow moving line was NOT worth the wait, but it was still super cute) I took a few pictures that looked like I was in a helicopter...

We then met Brent for dinner at Storyteller's Cafe (let me just say that I HATE it when places change their menu...). I orderd the Pirate Punch (Minute Maid light raspberry lemonade) with a light up Tinker Bell and color changing straw. I got laughed at (twice) by the waiter who served it to me.

It was such a fun day- I was so blessed to get to spend a whole day with my mom and grandma just having fun and laughing and talking.

what the....

Last Thursday I spent the day at Disneyland with my Mom and Grandma. Brent met us for dinner and we headed over to Disneyland to ride Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters and watch the fireworks. As we entered the line, I saw this (see below) and abandoned my group to chase after this couple to take a picture... I chased them as long as I could in an attempt to get a good picture, but alas, the battery in my camera was dying and they all came out super blurry. Not so blurry that you can't see what it is...




That's right. These people brought a PRAM to Disneyland... Thank goodness I was there to document it.

Friday, July 18, 2008

It's Hereditary...

More than once, I've been confronted on something that, until yesterday, I was unable to accept as truth. People in my life have told me it's a problem, and that they're concerned. I just brush them off, telling them it's NOT a problem, I have it under control, and to mind their own beeswax.
Yesterday I spent the day with my mother and grandmother at Disneyland. After observing their habits and behaviors, I had no choice but to be honest with myself about what I've been denying for so long. It was like looking in a mirror (or two). I realized that this habit has been passed down from generation to generation. We all share the same problem.

None of us can walk in a straight line.

I'm serious.
Watching the three of us walking (or weaving) through Disneyland, you would have thought we'd first stopped at the wine tasting booth at California Adventure... (we had not, I might add)
It's nice to know that it's not just me.
It's nice to know that the other women in my life struggle with this.
It's nice to have someone who understands when the men in our lives refuse to walk next to us...

Monday, July 7, 2008

mmm...










'nuff said!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

In the name of.... Vanity

Yesterday I used some new lip gloss... the kind that plumps your lips up and makes you look like you might be related to Goldie Hawn...
Firstly, let me just say, that I've never experienced pain like that before.. my mom used to tell me when I was little "You've gotta suffer* to be beautiful."
But this was different. It was like the slow burning of acid on your lips... But I'm a tough girl, so I stuck it out.
Today my lips STILL hurt. But this time it's my mouth and the area of my face AROUND my lips that's itchy, still burning and red and puffy. I kind of look like I ate something I'm allergic to (think Hitch... just not as severe).
I'm beginning to think having big full beautiful lips just isn't worth it...

*Suffering includes but is not limited to: burning your forehead whilest curling your bangs, sleeping in curlers, waxing, shaving, wearing uncomfortable undergarments, NOT eating that cookie, and putting snake venom on your lips to make them big and beautiful.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

sometimes there are no answers...

For the Luceros and the Chapmans


Natalie Grant - Held
Two months is too little.
They let him go.
They had no sudden healing.
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling.

Who told us we’d be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We’re asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It’s unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell
We’d be held.

This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred NUMB our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell
We’d be held.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell
We’d be held.




change

"I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me
ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through
and through me, like wine through water, and altered the
color of my mind."
-Emily Bronte

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Have You Ever...

this song just popped up on my pandora station and gave me chills... go right now and listen to it. go. why are you still reading this??



Have You Ever
Written by Shawn McDonald

Have you ever wanted to be someone else
Have you ever wanted just to be someone
Have you ever wanted to reach your dreams
Have you ever wanted life to be more than it seems
I have tasted of a love so wide
That it stops all my time
I have tasted of a love so deep
That it blows my mind
Have you ever wanted to reach up and touch the sky
Have you ever wanted to pack it up and say good-bye
Have you ever wanted someone to care
Have you ever wanted someone to be there
He is sweet, He is sweet
What your looking for
Is my sweet, sweet Jesus
What You're looking for
Is my sweet Lord

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Neil Diamond week on American Idol

Dear America,
If you send anybody home tomorrow who's name is not Jason Castro or David Archuletta, I will scream and yell and be very angry and... pain... lots of pain...
You've been warned.
Sincerely,
Amber

P.S. David Cook, you are amazing. Two times.

Friday, April 18, 2008

so fun... even if it does look like Jess made me cry...

*notice that i actually ranked in the top 100 of the day!!! so exciting!


Tuesday, April 15, 2008

yikes...

don't drink the kool-aid...

the dictionary defines jealousy (in reference to God) as: intolerant of unfaithfulness or rivalry


*this would be why my Aunt Nancy bought me a greek/hebrew study bible when I turned 19... so I could research for myself the things that don't make sense and dive deeper to see what scripture literally means...

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

C.S. Lewish quote of the day

"Certain things, if not seen as lovely or detestable, are not being correctly seen at all."

Monday, March 17, 2008

My Mom

On Sunday morning I went over to my parent's house to help out and organize some of my Mom's cupboards (one of my Operation: Raise $$ for Taxes jobs that has come up)
So as I was figuring out which of the Jell-o molds to keep from my grandma's 60's Tupperware collection, my mom says to me "Amber, I would have let you borrow my DVD player"
huh?
"uh... what are you talking about?"
"You said you couldn't watch a DVD on your TV because it wasn't working."
"uh... what?"
"Amber. I read your blog."
I'm so glad Amy (my cousin) was standing there to witness this because I NEVER thought I would hear these words come out of my mothers mouth.

So Ladies, and Gentelman (all 9 of you) I would like to welcome to my blog my newest reader: My MOM!!!

Mom: this now officially makes you cool :) Love you!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

yet again... nothing to do...

ok, so tomorrow afternoon, thursday afternoon and ALL DAY FRIDAY I will be the switchboard operator at my lovely workplace.
this means that aside from waiting for the phone to ring, I won't be doing much of anything, especially since it's spring break and it's like a ghost town on campus!

Last time I operated the switchboard I was able to catch up on LOST, but now i'm not sure what to do! I don't have any tv-on-dvd I'm dying to see and I don't have tons of movies I want to watch ALL DAY.....
any suggestions?

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

sad...

someone made a joke today referencing a "flux capacitor" and I had to ask what that meant..... I missed out on a lot in the 80's- I have a lot of catching up to do!

The Namesake

Favorite movie quote from "The Namesake" (2006)

(after Gogol discovers that his wife, Moushumi, has been having an affair with a frenchman)

Moushumi: Maybe it's not enough that we're both Bengali.
Gogol: That's not why I love you.

Excellent movie. A little slow at times, but the cinematography is fabulous, the plotline is gut-wrenchingly honest and true to life...
Go watch it.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

put that in your pipe and smoke it

So last night Brent and I went to Baskin Robbins. I eat there approximately two times per year, both in the month of February because that's when they have my favorite ice cream flavor of all time: Love Potion #31. It's white chocolate and raspberry ice cream with semi sweet chocolate flecks, a raspberry ribbon and raspberry filled chocolate hearts... so yummy.
Sometimes when you give blood, they'll give you a "pint for a pint" coupon to get a pint of ice cream. I had one in my pocketbook and Brent surprised me and gave me his. Now I had TWO! I could get TWO pints of my favorite ice cream to save and eat another month besides February! So I asked the girl if I could use both, but get them in one container (as in, a bigger container?) she said no, I'd be losing ice cream, so I said okay.. we then walked over to the refrigerator where they have pre-packaged quarts of ice cream and they had one of my favorite flavor! So I asked the girl "can I use my coupons to get one of these?" (referring to the quart of ice cream)
She said "uh... no, I don't think so"
I said, "oh, are they different?"
:)
yes, I asked that poor girl if there was a difference between two pints and one quart and got laughed at..
As it turns out, there are two pints to a quart.
guess who's laughing now?

Sunday, February 24, 2008

swell season..

I should be reading, but instead I'm watching the accadamy awards. and crying like a baby.

Markita Irglova and Glann Hansard just won an accadamy award for their song "Falling Slowly" from the film "Once." (If you haven't seen it, stop what you're doing, and go watch it. Go! Now!) Anyways, as they were announcing the nominees, I began thinking about how I came to love the album that inspired the movie...

"Once" came out in theaters last summer, and though I couldn't get anyone to go with me to see the film and for some reason I didn't want to go alone (I'm usually a good solo movie goer, often I prefer it). I knew the music was supposed to be amazing, so I bought the album that inspired the film on itunes. Best ten bucks I've ever spent.

That record helped me process a difficult time in my life and remains very close to my heart. It was so special, seeing them win for such a beautiful song!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

less like haunting, more like remember...

I found a new blog today.
Well, actually, it found me. and in it are some of the most thoughtful, candid, transparent and honest entries from a man who's heart's desire is to follow hard after the heart of God and to be found in him.
As I was reading this blog, I came across a comment that struck me like a baseball bat across the back of my head:
Sometimes it feels like my memories are killing my soul.

Sometimes memories hurt. Sometimes they're terrifying. Sometimes embarrassing. Sometimes haunting.

I need to be aware: where is my focus? Who am i giving my thoughts to? Am I holding every thought captive and bathing it in prayer?
am i allowing my past and my guilt to dictate my future?
i constantly have to stop and remind myself "no! i'm forgiven, i'm freed, i'm redeemed! that's not who i am anymore"

thank you, jesus...

Monday, February 11, 2008

Alan Jackson, you make me cry every time...

Like red on a rose
When your lips first smiled at me
I was captured instantly
To each his own

Like blue in the sky
The gaze of your willing eyes
Touched something deep inside
The truth be known

That I love you like only little children love pennies
And I love you ‘cause I know that I can’t do anything wrong
You’re where I belong
Like red on a rose

And I love you like only little children love pennies
And I love you like good times of which I’ve known many
And I love you ‘cause I know you give me a heart of my own
You make my blood flow
Like red on a rose

Friday, February 8, 2008

even then

It's a fear that keeps me wide awake
In the middle of the night
When the expectations are too great
And the bar gets raised too high
So I do the best with what I've got
And hope that no one knows
That I strain to see how high I can
Try to stand on these toes
Until I'm measured, but You know better

Thank you, Jesus
Even when you see us just as we are-
fragile, frail, and so far from who we want to be
So thank you, Jesus
even when the pieces are broken and small
dreams shatter and scatter like the wind
Thank you, even then

So I put aside the masquerade
And admit that I am not okay
Which may not be the thing to say
But I'm not ashamed to need You more each day

Friday, January 18, 2008

why I like working with all guys...

because you can chop all your hair off and become a blond and look like a Stepford wife and they'll still run into stuff and say things like "uh, your hair. it's different. it looks... really good."
:)

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

sickness and disease

So I'm back at work this week, feeling REALLY good. That is until Grossie Josie came into my office, came around my desk and coughed RIGHT IN MY FACE.
And it wasn't one of those fake "I'm pretending to clear my throat because I'm uncomfortable" coughs. No. This was a deep, hacking, "I'm going to be sick in bed with pnemonia for two weeks" coughs.

As I was sanitizing my hands after she left, I had to resist the temptation to ingest the sanitizer to kill the bacterias and viruses that had entered my body because that girls mom didn't teach her it wasn't polite to cough in peoples faces.