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Dear neglected blog,

I’m sorry.

I named you “lifelikeblog,” and you’ve been nothing like my life as of late. My life is not silent, boring, post-less space; it’s vibrant, ever-changing, and full of thoughts and moments that have post-worthy potential.

I’ll admit, I’ve been distracted by the more glamorous and interactive Facebook. Not only have I been cheating on you with FB, but I’ve also been flirting with the idea of a Twitter account. Please don’t think less of me; I believe honesty is the best policy. Would you consider having an open relationship? You, FB, Twitter and I could make beautiful music – er, words – together.

Sleep on it. We’ll revisit this subject later.

With apologies,

Betsy

Cute visual blog.

Confession: I usually don’t have any issues with getting a good night’s sleep. I am a champion sleeper, and can sleep for very, very long stretches of time. If left to my own devices (no alarm) I can often sleep until noon or 1:00. I know, you’re jealous. And yes, I expect all of this to change if I ever have children (or marry a snorer, God help me).

outside my (coworkers’) window. . .
I see smoke and ash from the out-of-control wildfires nearby.

I am listening to. . .
My coworkers asking me for help every 5-10 mintues.

I am thinking. . .
that due to recent drama, I am pretty emotionally exhausted/frustrated at the moment.

I am thankful. . .
for a short 3 1/2 day work week this week.

from the kitchen. . .
I’ve been pretty good about using thedailyplate.com on weekdays. Strangely enough, food just hasn’t been all that appealing in the last few days.

I am wearing. . .
heels, jeans, the basic casual-yet-refined LA office attire.

I am hoping. . .
that I continue to make good decisions, and that the good decisions pay off.

I am creating. . .
an itinerary for our weekend trip to Portland (well, a loose one at least).

I am praying. . .
that God isn’t laughing at my expense lately.

around the house. . .
our new roommate moves in tomorrow!

I am reading. . .
the third book in the Ashley Stockingdale series called, With This Ring, I’m Confused.

I am watching…
less TV than usual. Lately I’ve been watching Mad Men on AMC and More to Love on Fox.

one of my favorite things. . .
is country line dancing at Montana’s in San Dimas.

a few plans for the rest of the week. . .
Foundry on Tuesday, flying to Portland with my girls on Thursday, wedding on Saturday…

a picture that i am sharing. . .

countrygal

highlights + new dress, perfect for line dancing and two-stepping

I don’t blog very often, but I like to login and see what people search for and how they end up at my blog. Today’s top searches cracked me up:

types of men to avoid,  overactive bladder potty dance,  (301): lady next to me is getting american flags airburshed on her nails. god bless the ghetto.,  i run to you lady antebellum worship song?

Yes, folks. That about sums up what’s on my mind in a nutshell.

I’ll admit that I stole this idea from my college friend Monica. A daybook is a brilliant way to fight the blogging block. (I’m also in a life block, but have yet to find a remedy for that one.)

outside my (coworkers’) window. . .
it is a beautiful sunny summer day. Perhaps June gloom is finally over?
 

I am listening to. . .
office white noise. Although this morning I woke up with A Mighty Fortress is Our God playing in my head, and it’s been in my head ever since. Isn’t that wholesome?
 

I am thinking. . .
about how exercise gives me such great endorphins.
 

I am thankful. . .
that my coworker likes to walk the backlot with me during lunch.
 

from the kitchen. . .
I’ve been making a lot of turkey & veggie sandwiches on whole wheat toast. I’ve also been using thedailyplate.com, which is a great free calorie-tracking tool!
 

I am wearing. . .
I just changed out of my tennis shoes and slipped back into dress shoes. Other than that, a v-neck sweater and capris. I love working in a mostly-casual environment.
 

I am hoping. . .
on a small scale: to find more enjoyment in my work. On a large scale: for hope & a vision.

I am creating. . .
meeting invitations in outlook and excel spreadsheets! The story of my job! Weee.

I am praying. . .
sporadically.

around the house. . .
I got a new bed! I upgraded from a single to a double a few months ago. I can no longer sing the Bob Marley line, “We’ll share the shelter…of my single bed.” 🙂 But even with all that room, I still sleep on one side. 🙂

I am reading. . .
Yesterday I finished What a Girl Wants. It’s a great chick-lit book! The author is very snarky and writes from a Christian viewpoint. I love it.

I am watching…
I recently finished watching the entire first season of Big Love on DVD this past week. I really enjoyed it, and I breezed through a season in less than a week. I recommend getting the blockbuster $10 summer pass if you’ve been waiting to watch any TV shows on DVD. It’s a pretty good deal!

one of my favorite things. . .
is playing volleyball every Sunday afternoon with our church league (both the league games and the pick-up games afterwards).

a few plans for the rest of the week. . .
Foundry tonight, drinks with Stacy tomorrow, maybe a friend’s birthday dinner on Thursday…

a picture that i am sharing. . .

 

vball

my vball friends (one of my favorite things)

When people give you career advice they usually tell you to “do what you love.” That is complicated for me, because I love a lot of things.

When I was younger, I used to love to dance and choreograph. In fact, I loved it more than I loved any other activity in the world. For me, dancing came almost as naturally as breathing. Even though I didn’t have a lot of professional or technical training, I was good at it. By Junior year I was already captain of my high school drill team. I went to state conventions and competitions, and later took my team to nationals at Disney World, where we won first place (and I won my cherished “Best Choreography” award). I thought I had found my calling; I was on the road to becoming a professional dancer and choreographer.

Everything changed the summer before my senior year of high school. I injured my knee at dance camp and had arthroscopic surgery to remove the damaged cartilage. The recovery was rough. I eventually went back to dancing and choreographing, but within a year my “good knee” turned into another bad knee, and I had yet another surgery. At that point my surgeon implored me to stop dancing. I was crushed. Soon after, I moved across the country to start college and hopefully find a new dream.

I spent my first few years of college as an undeclared major. I never lacked ambition or drive, but I still didn’t know what I wanted to do or where to focus all my energy. But then…(drum roll)…I found the Comm Dept. Oh glorious media! Writing, photography, theater – all things I enjoyed! Thanks to the promptings of my lovely professors Jan Pletcher and Donna Downs, I became a Communications major. I rocked my journalism classes and my articles were published in local newspapers and magazines. I took a semester of acting class and found myself starring in a school play. I interned in our university’s PR department and edited publications. Somewhat unrelated to the department (but still enjoyable), I found a niche in our annual airband competition and choreographed and performed several dance numbers for the stage. I still didn’t find that “one thing,” I was passionate about, but I was having a blast.

In the course of my studies I read a lot about how media – namely film and television – had a powerful impact on culture. I spent my final semester of school at a “semester in LA” film  program, where I interned at a dance & choreography agency and took classes in Hollywood. During that semester my professors encouraged me to view Hollywood as a “mission field” with a huge and powerful impact. I was sold. I didn’t like my internship, and I had no idea where I fit in the greater scheme of things, but I knew that I wanted to work “in the industry.”

I’ve been living and working in Hollywood for four and a half years now, and I still don’t know where I fit in the greater scheme of things. I can tell you, however, that I’ve been through some really hard times. I had my quarter life crisis before I ever hit 25 (appropriately so, as most people don’t live to be 100). I’ve worked grunt jobs, mindless jobs, thankless jobs, temp jobs, 70+ hour production weeks, and I’ve done on-set manual labor. I’ve interviewed for countless positions. I’ve produced an independent DVD. And I still haven’t found anything that’s given me the same amount joy that I felt when I was dancing.

Even though the economy has tanked, I’ve been blessed with a long-term temp job from 9:00-6:00 everyday. Working a mere 40-hour week (yes, this is the mentality you get in Hollywood, a 40-hour week is a walk in the park) has opened several hours in my day that I now use for gym time, Life Group, movie screenings and events, line dancing, and other fun non-work activities. I have been embracing this time in my life as a season that allows me to…dare I say it…have fun and do what I love outside of work. Maybe I’ll never have just one thing that I love, but I do know that I already have two: writing and dance (hopefully the non-knee destroying kind).

I still haven’t let myself off the hook to figure out what I want to do for pay (afterall, it would be a welcome change to actually be stimulated by my paying job), but perhaps this is the time to rediscover and nurture those things that make me happy in life. I want to be present in whatever season I find myself, so that I can welcome the next season of my life with open (happy) arms.

In Time Magazine

“An estimated 5 million of these notes — that’s 125 million facts — have appeared on the website within the past week. Assuming it takes someone 10 minutes to come up with their list, this recent bout of viral narcissism has sent roughly 800,000 hours of worktime productivity down the drain.”

On Salon.com

“That’s the thing about “25 Random Things About Me”: Once you stop being annoyed you realize that, at its best, it’s one of the more compelling — and, yes, even oddly inspiring — wastes of time to hit the Web in years. And let’s cut to the chase. Should we really be complaining about the inanity of this new trend? We’re a nation entertained by lolcats.”

No, it’s not snowing here in LA, although I’m sure it is in other parts of the country (ha ha – suckas!). It’s snowing on my blog (thanks, wordpress).

Last night my roommates and I sat around the fire while we worked on our laptops and listened to Christmas music (including New Kids on the block, compliments of Rach). I’m officially in the festive spirit.

After a brief blogging hiatus, and two years of promises to create a public blog…I finally did it!

(Insert congratulatory words, flowers, and niceties here.)

yay

(photo via www.moo.com)

Now, a word to my fellow WordPress blogging community:

I’m a bit frustrated with WordPress so far. I don’t like that there are only 26 templates that include customizable headers, and out of those 26, only 3 looked even sort of decent with my self-designed header. I also wish I could change the font (including the color), and move things around a bit. But alas, I don’t know CSS (although I did end up teaching myself enough HTML to get around in the myspace world). We’ll see how geeked out I get here. I may even buy a domain eventually. (Nerd alert!) If any of you expert bloggers want to lend a hand, I’d love it!

Post number one down, millions to go!