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He filled the sea, with his tears and watched his dreams, disappear…send me someone to Lava

(Lava–Disney/Pixar)

I watched Inside Out today at the theater with my daddy. It wasn’t exactly what I expected, but it was pretty good. I did feel like it was trying to teach me something though, and I couldn’t figure out what that something was…but the movie was so good…

It was hilarious. I loved it so much…watching movies in a theater is hard because I cannot sit still that long, and I definitely am not going to play on the floor or lay upside down in a movie theater, but it helped that there were a lot of families with little kids there, and that helped keep me on task…it was so worth it for this movie.

There were also parts with which I could identify…being torn from my happy place, my old church…the world really does feel like it is completely falling apart and nothing can save the situation…even going back home just isn’t the same…everything changes because I no longer fall into the same position…and my reaction at the time was to lock up my emotion so I was numb…so basically my reaction was not identical to Riley’s in the movie, but there were definitely parallels that kept me engaged.

…and I do understand that sometimes memories or experiences that should be happy seem to be tainted by sadness, but sometimes wallowing in the sadness is the only way out of it…

It was an awesomesauce movie! Disney is great đŸ™‚

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From Atheism to Eternal Life…an ever so slightly more conventional book review

live foreverSo this is a review of From Atheism to Eternal Life: Proof that You Can Live Forever by Mark Taylor. As far as I know he doesn’t have a blog and if he does I definitely have never read it…

TBH I am really only writing this because I told myself I’d review each book I read. I did not really connect at all with this book. It is intended to be a proof of Christianity, and while I do agree that Christianity is truth, I did not feel that this book proved it.

This book seemed to do a beautiful job showing that there are problems with atheism, but it really just used the fact that there are issues to say that therefore Christianity is completely correct…which obviously from the perspective of logical thinking there are also issues with Christianity…I could totally see going from there are issues with both theories to saying that if Christians are right then atheists are missing the chance for eternal life whereas if atheists are right the Christians aren’t really missing out on anything…but to go from there are issues with atheism to therefore Christianity is right just doesn’t really compute in my opinion.

Perhaps I am jaded from a couple years of AWANA memorizing “the Bible is true because it says it is true” “The Bible is true because God says it is true” and other statements that just really aren’t proof because…well…anyone can make something up and write that it is true, but that doesn’t necessarily make it so, so the fact that it is written in the Bible that the Bible is true just doesn’t really prove that it is true…I’m not sayin’ I’m just sayin’…

All in all, it wasn’t a bad book, and it was a pretty quick and easy read. I would say if someone were on the fence about Christianity but were interested then it might be a useful read, and it may be interesting to someone who studies history or something, but it wasn’t really my cup of tea…and that is okay…I don’t need to like everything that I read, and I do not need to agree with everything presented to me…

But if anyone is interested in reading, I’d be happy to hook you up!

Dad, Here’s What I Really Need From You (An Unconventional Book Review)

This one is a review of Michelle Watson‘s book Dad, Here’s What I Really Need From You.what I need book cover

So as you can see on the cover, one thing I really love is that the bigger print creates a second title: Dad, I Really Need You. I think that sums it up really well…what I need from you is not just material things but is you. It is connection…

So umm, clearly this book was not exactly written with me in mind…but I got the book from a women’s blog and there is a pretty girl on the cover and it is red so…yeah…but I figured even if it wasn’t directed so much at me that learning how to connect with people better would never be a bad thing.

This book was kind of a harder read for me…I think most of my problem was that the pages are really busy so instead of just straight text down a page there are little designs and accents all over the place. Perhaps for the audience it is intended for, men, that makes it an easier read, but for me it was really distracting so I had trouble focusing on what I was reading.

I love the idea that some people are Martians and others Venusians and to connect with each other you have to learn the other’s language, but if you know one Venusians language you know one Venusians language, because each Venusian has her own dialect…That sums up pretty well why learning to interact by rote memorization without any background understanding of the backbone of the conversational model is not ultimately a successful learning tool…Just because I can parrot back the words I’ve learned doesn’t mean I have any idea why I am saying them…

I feel like there were a lot of little things in the book that I loved, but don’t really remember anymore…but one thing I do remember is the concept of type A trauma and type B trauma. Type B trauma is bad things happening. That is things like sexual abuse or other tangible wounding. Type A trauma is the absence of good things. It is a little less obvious and harder to describe beyond that it is voids, broken promises, lack of investment. I think looking in on someone’s life it is much easier to point out Type B trauma and acknowledge that life has been hard, but it is much easier to brush off Type A trauma as just an overreaction and not really a big deal…so I love that it is still labeled trauma, because I feel like that validates the pain from that kind of hurt.

The very first thing I picked out of this book as something to make sure that I remembered was to add “I was wondering” in front of questions…then I realized that I kind of already do that a lot and had been trying to stop doing it because I thought it sounded immature…but I guess it is okay to keep saying that đŸ™‚ …

One thing that made me mad as I was reading was finding out what a particular name meant. It meant “who is like God” or “Godly woman.” I was upset because one of the people I know with that name is someone who definitely does not meet that definition and I didn’t *want* it to mean that…luckily later that same day I met someone by that name who was an amazing person…and within a day or so that person might have been wishing she hadn’t been so friendly because I attached myself to her and constantly asked questions…the “perk” to being someone that I feel really good with is that I might start asking an excessive number of questions…I trained myself in downstairs pharmacy, so clearly I am perfectly capable of figuring things out through trial and error myself, but sometimes it is easier to just let someone else do things for me…

I am pretty sure as I was reading there were a lot more things that I thought I definitely was going to write about here, but I can’t remember what they might have been anymore…so you’ll just have to read the book if you want to find out…like with my other book review, let me know if you’d like the book…but just a warning that this book is not exactly in like-new condition anymore…but I’d still be happy to share.

Let’s All Be Brave: Living Life With Everything You Have (An Unconventional Book Review)

…so hopefully this post will have a lot fewer typos than the last one…I was trying to pack my lunch and possibly dinner and eat snacks and finish the post and eat snacks and get my shoes on and my butt in the car and therefore did not edit it very adequately and did not notice how messy it was until hours later at which point I decided ppl could figure out what I meant so whatevs…

This time I am reviewing Annie‘s book Let’s All be Brave.
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I love Annie. She blogs over at the aptly titled blog Annie Blogs (Although she re-named it recently…but I am slow to adapt to re-naming sometimes…) I think I might have originally found her through Lynse Leanne (who seems to have deleted all her old posts and started writing posts that just don’t really connect with me anymore…) or Anne Jackson/Miller formerly of Flowerdust then Anne Jackson Writes and now AnneMarieMiller.com…and I think it was through Annie that I discovered (in)courage which I love and SheSeeks which I loved for a while and then they made changes and I no longer enjoyed it…but anyway, Annie is hilarious, honest, and relatable…

Let’s all be brave is about…drumroll please…being brave. Yep, no surprises there…but it isn’t about blind maybe stupid courage. It isn’t about telling everyone to go skydiving or to sell everything and move to another continent…It doesn’t even describe exactly what your brave should look like. What it does do is show what brave looks like everyday. It helps the reader recognize what bravery really is. It is pretty awesome…

I am pretty sure this book had a lower reading level than Atlas Girl which was super helpful for me…(Thank you Annie)…but it is not childish…It is Annie’s first adult book. She also is the author of From Head to Foot: All of You Living for All of Him. That book was also incredible when I read it a few years ago (if you are looking for it, it has been re-branded as Perfectly Unique. I like the cover better of From Head to Foot and know that the book can be checked out from the libraries in my home state)…

An awesome thing: sometimes love looks like sacrifice and feels like loss.

Also, Annie writes about singleness…

Also, this has very little to what Annie was writing about, but when I was reading the chapter called “the rhythm” I thought of a new perspective on OCD…obviously since this is something I came up with this morning, it is not at all scientifically backed…the older research says OCD is about doubt and impulsive repetitive behavior to make the thoughts stop…newer research says OCD is a product of the habit system going into overdrive…both of those make sense, but the way I saw it reading that chapter was OCD as a problem of inadequate trust and self-confidence. I don’t trust my body not to get sick so I NEED to help it by avoiding germs as much as possible and sanitizing anything sanitizable (and a few things that really aren’t like notebooks which do NOT appreciate hand sanitizer foam being poured on them, and do not really stay put in the sun very well…)…or I don’t trust myself to lock the door so I need to check over and over and over (that one I didn’t have, although a bit more concern may have been indicated the first week and a half of school this year…I don’t even want to think about how many times I came to my car and realized I had left the door unlocked or the window open or…umm…well…the door open…yeah…that happened…eventually I learned that even if it takes a couple extra seconds that it is definitely always a good idea to check the door/window before walking away…

So I was originally going to write a post called “I love I love I love I love I love…my job” (Hold Me–Jamie Grace)…I have always loved my job. It is pretty awesome. It is not what I want to be doing as a pharmacist, but as an intern I couldn’t ask for much else…I am now able to eat (as long as it is VERY quiet) and can excuse myself to go to the bathroom even if I is not an emergency and can even occasionally ASK for a lunch break instead of hoping I won’t be forgotten…and I have a pretty awesome manager who wanted to give me a raise last year and was foiled when they found out that I was actually registered as an intern rather than a tech (I didn’t think I needed the tech license/registration anymore…) but still fought for my pay to at least not go down too much (see, the intern pay scale starts significantly lower than the tech scale, and is supposed to start over every year rather than allowing for raises, so while I otherwise would have been moving up the tech scale, following the protocol would have sent me back to the bottom of the intern scale…)…so yeah, basically I love my job…and I really don’t do it for the pay…I was doing it pretty much full time for free (except for occasional lunches) for my month-ish long winter break first year, and had been there at least weekly since partway through high school…and they wanted so much to be able to pay me that a few weeks into the summer after first year I took a cut in responsibilities in order to be hired (I went from 97% of my time being tech-ing to 95% of my time being working the store…which was amazing, but it was even more amazing when they got the approval to get me into tech-ing for pay…although I still probably would do it for free…(I am not economically savvy)…

Bringing it back to being brave, I have a confession to make of a lack of bravery yesterday. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be working until 4 or until 8ish…so I decided I didn’t want to just show up if I wasn’t supposed o be there so I decided I would call and check before doing it…which would have been a reasonable plan, but then it came time to make the decision and I decided I didn’t want to be a nuisance and interrupt my manager’s Sunday afternoon…umm, I have her cell phone number and I also could have just checked in and seen if I was needed…but I didn’t…I was not brave. I am not proud of this, but it is also not a failure. Like my beautiful online friend Kati Morton from Healthy Mind Healthy Body often says, “it is a process not perfection.” It is okay if some of my choices are not brave…I don’t want to slip back into social anxiety, but it is okay if sometimes I leave parts of my communication skills at home (as long as it is not paralyzing and doesn’t happen frequently…I am quite content, but do not want to slide backwards…Now that I have glimpsed the bigger world I will no longer be content with the status quo that I accepted as totally normal for so long…if you want to find Kati she is on pretty much every social media site there is and runs her own social media site with forums and chatting and stuff at Katimorton.com …(except I don’t think she’s on spring.me, but I’m not sure and might be wrong)…

So anyway, as with Atlas Girl, if anyone would like to be the proud new owner of Let’s All Be Brave or would like to borrow it or knows someone who’d like it, please let me know!!

Atlas Girl: Finding Home in the Last Place I Thought to Look (An Unconventional Book Review)

…so I came home with a pile of books that I wanted to either finish reading or both start and finish reading…but who am I kidding, my reading comprehension level is low enough that even if I’d started I needed to start over and read straight through faster to give myself at least half a chance of following the storyline…

but I thought it might be kind of fun to try to write a book review…first up: Emily Wierenga‘s Atlas Girl.atlas girl

Emily Wierenga is a pretty awesome person and talented writer. She blogs on (in)courage, on her own personal blog, and guest posts all over the place…

Atlas Girl was a really good book. To be honest, I struggled to understand what was going on, because I rocked at reading comprehension when that just meant being able to find the part of the story where they said what color boots the character was wearing, but when it started meaning more than that around middle school or so my reading comprehension level tanked and I don’t think I ever really caught up with my peers…it probably doesn’t really help that I used to read books a lot but then later in high school I transitioned to a combination of both books and the internet, and then I went to college where the only books I was reading for the most part were for school…but anyway, all that to say if I was struggling to understand but stuck with it and loved the book then it must be an incredible book. The book is written in that way where it goes back and forth from childhood to adulthood and back again over and over which I am not usually a fan of, but it worked pretty well.

The book is about choosing love, choosing healing, choosing restoration. It is about choosing to let go of your lifeline to reach out for something even more important and wonderful. It is about finding home, finding community, loving and letting others in to love you. It is about seeing the church as God meant it to be.

A repeating theme in the second-ish half of the book that was really awesome was SHMILY (not a typo). It stands for “See How Much I Love You.” The concept was basically write a note to someone that just says shmily and leave it for them so they see it and smile…because you love them enough to think of the and leave the note…that was kind of a cool idea…IDK if I’ll implement it seeing as how I am not sure I have anywhere to leave notes for most of the people who mean the world to me, but it is definitely one of those things that will be catalogued in my mind for someday…

This book touches on anorexia, cancer, and international missions…oh, and babies get born!! Speaking of babies, last week someone asked me if I was a preschool teacher and when I said no they said I should be…I thought about it, and while I think I would love it and be good at it, I don’t think that is for me. For one thing, that would leave me always missing out on my favorite part of child development (early infancy), and also it would be hard for me to let go, because I know not everyone’s kindergarten experience is like mine was (I came home one day and stated that I thought there’d be more kids in my class–as it turned out, unbeknownst to my parents, my teacher had been having me tested because she didn’t know what to do with me…the results were falsified by the person testing me because there was no reason I shouldn’t stay in my kindergarten class…and then one day I got really upset at home because my mom kept having me donate really cool things to the classroom for playtime and I never got to use it because my teacher took away my playtime for me to read books and write reports…which was awful, because I didn’t know how to pick books (and didn’t know about commas separating the sections of numbers) so I remember reading a book about Australia because I thought it was about kangaroos and it was so dumb because not only was it not about kangaroos, but they didn’t even know if the population was 0 (000) or 903…and I read a book of chemistry experiments and had to write about my favorite part, least favorite part, and about one of the characters–umm except are there even characters in this book??)…and while I can sort of maybe see myself possibly as a preschool teacher on the side, I think I would feel empty if that was all I did full time, because I am pretty sure I am intended to be a pharmacist…

So anyway, I got this book for free online, so I would definitely love to give it away or loan it to anyone who would like to read it or who knows anyone who would enjoy reading it…and if you know me in real life, you know that the book is pretty much in like new condition still đŸ™‚ …and anyone who has seen my room at home knows I don’t need any more books on my shelf, and anyone who has seen my room at school knows it is sort of overflowing with all of my treasures, so don’t be shy if you would like to own this book or would like to give it to someone else to enjoy…