no writing, no reading, but lots and lots and lots of things...

Since March 1, I...

• began a new job


• gave a talk, Becoming Secure in the Father's Love, at one of Union Center's small groups


• guest lectured three times at Davis Colleges' creative arts seminar


• attended my mother's retirement open house, a friends' birthday party and a spa facial with my 11-year old Natalie


• planned a mid-Lent prayer service for our Good Friday volunteers and church family


• learned about the Jewish Passover tradition Searching for Chometz from a messianic rabbi


• watched my oldest son's enchanting performance of a cowboy in Oklahoma!


• met the goal I set on January 13 to lose 15 pounds by Easter


• competed for points per time spent exercising each week with Team Buttzilla!


• felt very old


• co-wrote a dramatic sketch for Easter morning with my 17-year-old son


• turned 38 years old with a beautiful birthday evening with friends


• got the flu


• got over the flu


• celebrated my daughter's entrance to the teen years (Kendra is 13!)


• watched - with disbelief - the news all day one evil Friday in Binghamton


• re-planned our Palm Sunday services to become a prayer service for the families of the 14 dead


• grieved with my city at a community-wide prayer vigil


• wrote a 37-page presentation on Worship & the Arts at Union Center


• delivered said presentation like a stammering school girl


• coordinated Union Center's Good Friday events: Road to the Cross and Tenebrae


• helped to coordinate Union Center's Easter morning celebrations


• kept Lent with a Wednesday/Friday meat fast and a 40-day facebook and blog-reading fast


• celebrated Easter with my family


• took a nap a day since Sunday

I'm spent.

(but it's all good)

*picture at top: a really cool random art thing done with flourescent post-it notes by a rogue arts group in some unidentified city. for six weeks my life has been ruled by those two tyrannical words...