Thursday, September 25, 2008

One Month and Counting

One + month down in our depolyment count. Ugh. It started off pretty solid, but right now I am really, really feeling the effects.

I started the month off with big goals, dreams, and a desire to structure everything. I thought that the more that I structured and controlled things, the better I could manage it all. Routine was going to be key. Wake up at 6:15, shower before TJ wakes up. Snuggle time with TJ and his bottle, finish the rest of my morning preparations while TJ splashes in a bath, go to work, come home, fix dinner by 6:30 start the bed process by 7:30. Clean up from dinner after TJ goes to bed and by 8:30 I'll hopefully have some free time for me! Oh wait. . .got to pay the bills, take out the trash, check email, prepare for Sunday School nights that sneak in there too. So much for free time.

After four weeks of this pattern, things have become down right exhuasting. Of course, mix into this getting a cold and feeling really, really lousy and I am realizing that Mommy Lisa is not going to be able to do it all while Rich is away. HELP!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Here We Go Again

One week down.

Yep. The countdown has begun again. Three years, one marriage, and one child later I am finding myself back at the very beginning. Rich is being deployed once again. . . he is in Fort Bragg, New Jersey right now but in two months he will be on a plane to Iraq.

Last week the family sent him off and said our goodbyes. It was all rather dramatic. No. . . not because I was sobbing, TJ (my son) was holding on to Daddy's pant leg, and Samantha was pulling him off of the bus. But rather, because Sam slipped, fell, and busted her chin wide open. She even chipped a tooth.

The drama has settled after a week. Sam is healing nicely, and I am trying my best to keep some kind of order and control about me. I think it will be the best way I know how to cope. Schedules, a neat house, routine. This is what is going to help me pass the time.

51 more weeks to go.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

3:48 PM

THE COUNTDOWN IS OVER. He is home!

I just got off the phone with Rich. He called from the plane. They just touched down. All is right with the world at this very moment. Rich is back in the United States. Thank you, God.

0:00.00

59. . .58. . .57. . .56

55. . .54. . .53. . . With every second that passes, Rich is getting closer and closer to home and closer and closer to me. Wow. Someone earlier today said that to me. . . and it really hit me. It was then that I realized-- but more like realized in my heart-- that Rich is RIGHT NOW, this very second on a plane that is flying west and is heading to the US. RIGHT NOW!

My heart lept. My eyes started to water. YES, we have waited so long. And now, right now the countdown to his return home means soooo much more. We are no longer counting days. We are counting hours, minutes, and seconds. Because every second that goes by is a second closer to having Rich home.

52. . . 51. . .50. . .49. . .

Monday, June 20, 2005

Sharing the magic of Seafarer

Camp Seafarer has always been a special place for me. I've spent over 15 summers at this camp in North Carolina and as a result it is really my second home. It is a place where I feel complete, alive, safe, and challenged to be a better person. Camp and all of my experiences at camp have molded me to be the person I am today and the person I strive to be tomorrow. And really, for the past 15 years it has been my haven. The place that I escape. The place that is mine and as a result I am very cautious to share. Oh sure, I have invited friends and family to visit me at camp, I share with them the DVDs, pictures, and stories from camp. But going there and actually immersing oneself in the world that is camp, I have chosen (99% of the time) to do it alone.

But this past weekend marked a very cool experience for me. I was able to welcome my niece, Kira, my sister, my brother-in law, and my second niece, Grace into the seafarer family. Together, we dropped Kira off to experience camp for her self as a first session camper. I am thrilled that Kira is going to camp. I can think of nothing more positive and rewarding for her than this experience. Yet I am also a bit nervous as the camp session starts, because I want terribly for the camp magic to deliver on its promise and to shape her into the young girl that she can be. I want her to love camp as much as I do. I want camp to look out for her and take care of her and know just how special she is.

I think she will do just fine at camp. She will eat up the activities, the fun, and the independence that camp can bring. She will make new friends, learn about herself, and dig deep to keep a positive attitude and to try her best in everything she does.

I have to trust the magic and let camp do its thing. It worked on me and hundreds. . . thousands. . .of other girls. No, she may not be a life long camper like me, But then again, she could be.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

As Cornell Turns

Well what do you know. . . a little bit of scoop and eyebrow raising at Cornell. The big news this weekend was that our university President of 2 years is up and gone as of June 30th. He resigned. Right in the middle of Reunion Weekend during his state of the union address to all the 600+ alumni in the audience who had no clue that this was coming. Not so sure if the president's tactic was an "in your face" maneuver or something that was required of him. But the reason the president cited for his resignation was a difference in opinion on strategy between he and the Board of Trustees that cannot be rectified. Hmmmm.

Of course there is all kinds of speculation on campus. All kinds of water cooler talk. "I heard that there was tension between Inge and he", "I bet it is because of his wife" to even the comment that, "its because he is Jewish!" It seems as if gossip and rumor has taken on a new level at Cornell. Now, politics goes higher than just the petty stuff at the division and department level, there are seeds of a scandal at the highest place. ooooh, the intrigue.

But what amazes me at an Organizational Development level is the affect that this news has on the staff, the university's dynamic and our future direction. Because no one is really talking other than the standard "because of differences" the masses are left to speculate on their own, and given the fact that it is summer and there is very little else to focus our energy's on, we are left to gossip and gossip and gossip. I wish someone would lay it all out on the table so we can actually focus on the business at hand.

People are worried on what kind of impact something like this will have at an institution like Cornell. What will this do to our image? Well, I tell you, if this is all we focus on and gossip, gossip, gossip, we have destroyed our own image. . . not the president's act of resigning. Cornell is still Cornell. We have a legacy, we have a history. Trust the institution and it will prevail. An act of a simple resignation will not destroy this place. It is only if we linger in it and dwell that it can have the most damage.

It is also interesting to note the fear that an institution has when it loses its leader. Good or bad, we lost our champion, our director, our man in charge. What’s going to happen? What will happen to the two years we spent moving in this direction under the president's leadership? Will we change? Will we lose our momentum? Well, yes and no. Of course we can expect some directional change, of course some of our energies will be spent finding a new leader. But Cornell still plugs along in its institutional calendar.

Change hits people on an emotional level. It has been interesting to watch the last few days unfold and how people cope. The next year ahead will be an interesting one to say the least in the soap opera that is Cornell.

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Book Tag. . . my turn

Sigh. . . I have been "tagged" by Gregg to answer the following questions on my blog. While I grumble in answering these questions regarding my reading habits, I do thank Gregg for giving me something to post on my blog. I have been a lousy "poster" as of late.

1) What is the total number of books I've owned? A hard first question. My answer: a lot. I love books. I love collecting them. I love having bookcases full of them. My dream is to have a library in my house with one of those sliding ladders to reach the top part of the collection. Cool. Very cool.

2) What is the last book I bought? The Second Summer of the Sisterhood. For more information, read on. . .

3) What is the last book I've read? Second Summer of the Sisterhood. Too cute. Its the second in the series of books that started with Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (now a movie staring my favorite coming of age actresses: Alexis Bledel from Gilmore Girls). It is a fun read about the bonds of friendship and the dynamics of mother daughter relationships. Yes, I know, the target audience is for girls ages 13-16. But hey, I work at a summer camp, don't I? I have to be in touch with what young girls are reading today. Hmmmm, I wonder if I can write off the expense of the book for tax purposes. . . .

4) What are the 5 books that have meant a lot to me? First You Have To Row a Little Boat (a great commentary on sailing and life), Hinds Feet on High Places (a book about Christian Faith that I read when I was 19 and helped form my adult understanding of Christianity), The Bible (how can it not be on this list?), The Notebook (a moving love story set in one of my favorite towns), The Missing Piece (a Shel Silverstien story with lessons for both kids and adults).

BONUS: what book would you wish to buy next? Girls in Pants: The Third Summer of the Sisterhood. Its summer and I am looking forward to seeing what these girls do next.

Thanks for the questions, Gregg. And I choose to end this game of tag. No need to pass this on.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

05/05/05

How can I let the day go by and not offer a little 05/05/05 post? I love days like this where the numbers line up. Similar to my 100,000 mile party with my car, things like this only happen every so often and it is fun to record what was happening and if I did anything special to stop and pause and say, "Hey! This is pretty neat!"

Today is not only 5/5/5, it is Cinco De Mayo, and Hobie Cat's birthday. I think I will go home and celebrate, sing happy birthday to my cat, and eat some chips and salsa. Whoo-hoo! Rich, I need you home soon if this is what my celebrations have come down to. Only 49 days to go.

Tomorrow is Slope Day at Cornell. At Slope Day students celebrate the last day of class by actually skipping classes, drink huge volumes of alcohol and gather on a particular section of campus known as the slope. Snoop Dog is performing and I will be at the ID tent entertaining the masses that stand in line to get their wrist bands. THIS should be an interesting day. I have mixed feelings about Slope Day and the way Cornell has stepped in to regulate the festivities and keep order. But I will save all of my thoughts and opinions for the next posting when I have experienced Slope day 2005.

Say a prayer for all of the students who will be abusing their alcohol tomorrow. May everyone be safe. Sigh.