The first unofficial photo

This is a bad shot that I took with my phone, but at least its something! I am going to try to line up the official photo shoot soon.

Testing mobile blogging

Just wondering if I can really post from my phone. This could be dangerous. I always mispell words on this thang.

Intervention vs. Millionaire Matchmaker

Why is reality TV so addicting? I spent the weekend watching so much of it that I felt like I needed to be hypnotized to forget all about it.

The show is Intervention. I've seen the show before, even participated in an intervention, but I've never seen anything like this. Her name is Laney and she rides around in a limo with her cat and litter box. Its the most ridiculous thing you will ever see. She is an alcoholic. She's rich. She's crazy. It is a train wreck. Everyone must watch this episode. I am still very confused by what happens at the end. I don't really want to say why for those of you who haven't seen it. I don't want to ruin it. Amazing television.

The other show is Millionaire Matchmaker. This show is freaking awesome. Patty sure thinks she knows a thing or two about matchmaking. She likes to compare her work to the work of God. She is crazy. I promise if you watch this show your jaw will spend 90% of the time on the floor. The things that come out of this woman's mouth are insane. Watch it.

Decent. Doable. Boy.

United Airlines Sucks

That's all I can say right now. They have wasted countless hours of my life trying to get one ticket resolved.

hmmmm

I wonder if anyone reads this garbage.
I have ADD and can't concentrate on work.
I can't concentrate enough to write a paragraph.
I am mad at Denver.
I miss my friends. (Hi y'all)
My little feelings are hurt. (awe)
I actually like coming to work now.
Even though I can't concentrate.
I miss my friends.
I have a headache.
Sometimes I wonder why I even try.
I want to be rich.
I miss my friends.
I want someone to clean my house before I get home from work.
My kickball team is still undefeated.

Life is good

1. Our kickball team is undefeated
2. Stupid people are gone
3. Alicia Keys new song is the greatest
4. I have a ski pass
5. I got a raise

It's hard to put into words

I am back from Kenya and can't really put into words the feelings going through my mind right now. It was an experience that I will never forget. Being in a third world country so far away from everything I know was a bit scary at times. Thankfully, everyone on the trip was amazing and made it a lot easier to adjust to life there.

One of the first things I noticed when I arrived in Kenya was how friendly everyone was to us and to each other. You can't walk down the street without someone saying hello to you. You actually notice other people around you and want to interact with them.

It was really hard for me to see how people live in Kibera and Maai Mahiu. I tried to tell myself that it was all they knew, so maybe it wasn't bad for them. The fact is - no human should have to live that way. We should all be able to walk around in a pair of shoes, breath safe air, eat a healthy meal, and have the ability to work to sustain ourselves.

Every night for 2 weeks we had a prayer service and reflection of our day. I was moved to tears almost every night over the experiences that we shared, the personal discoveries that we made, and the feeling of focusing on things that really matter. I have never been a religious or spiritual person. I feel like I have led a very fear-based life because I don't really have the faith that many others have. During the time I spent in Kenya, many things happened that made me want to have a closer relationship with God. I have never experienced anything like it. It was really the only thing I had left - the only thing to make me feel safe and feel like everything would be okay.

My trip to Kenya has definitely changed me and I am still trying to figure out exactly how. Since I have been back, I haven't really had the desire to talk to or be around anyone. Its hard to be around people right away who haven't just gone through an experience like that. Its even harder to come back to people who don't really get what I actually went through - those people who continue to only talk about themselves and the meaningless things that they did while I was away. I just can't do it. I need time to put things in order and figure out what I am supposed to do next.