The Weekend

Just thought I'd post a pictorial account of the weekend. Enjoy gawking at them!

As a result of the "lovely" hot and humid weather out here in the east coast I've had this incredible hankering for water ice, preferably Rita's Water Ice with gelati. Since I can't make it to Rita's every time I get one of these water ice cravings, I've been buying a pack of 6 water ices from Wegmans. Luigi's water ice isn't too bad, in fact I would highly recommend the lemon flavored ones!

My friend, Iowagirl, was in San Francisco this past weekend and so I picked up her puggle, Jacinda on Saturday from her place (her roommates were dog sitting for her) so she and Georgie could have some quality doggy time. Here's the two of them panting away after running circles around my livingroom for who knows how long. Typical behavior for the both of them when they get together.
Driving to Pet Smart for some dog food and toys. Georgie and Jacinda enjoying the summer breeze from my car window. No, I did NOT take this picture while I was driving! We were waiting at a red light. :)

On Saturday night I took the dogs, along with two friends from church, to Clark Park in west Philly, where the Philadelphia Orchestra were giving a free concert. Classical music makes me happy!!!

Georige and her new friend at Clark Park. There was this adorable little girl who was sitting next to us with her parents who was slowly inching her towards Georgie so she could sit next to her and pet her. It was the cutest thing!

Irishgirl, PAgirl, and I decided to play hooky from church yesterday and drove down to the Jersey shore for some beach time. It was a perfect beach day!

Mine and PAgirl's feet, waiting for the waves to hit the shore.

What I'm "Required" To Do

I am alive. Really I am.

I know it's been a while since my last post. One would have thought I got lost amidst the battlefields of Gettysburg, but alas I did not. This last week has been relatively busy and I have been somewhat engrossed with work stuff. How exciting is my life. (Note that last comment is just dripping with sarcasm). The heat and humidity out here in the East Coast has been nothing short of unbearable. I really miss the West Coast's beautiful and mild summers....along with its majestic mountains and lush flora. And today is one of those days where I question my decision to settle out here in the East Coast. There are, of course, advantages to going back to the West Coast, the beauty of the area, living the West Coaster's "laid back" lifestyle, and of course my family. And speaking of "family", which is not just exclusive to mom, dad and my crazy brother, this also includes the multitude of aunts, uncles, and even crazier cousins, all of whom I love so dearly. So I ask myself for the upteenth time, "What the heck am I doing out here?" I know the primary reason that attracted me to this place, but it blows my mind when I think about how long I've been here. I was reminded tonight by a good friend why I stay out here, in the midst of a chaotic city which is an oxymoron in and of itself. I live here because it's where God has called me to minister to the hurt and the needy. This is where He has and continues to use my gifts so that He is glorified.

"He has showed you, O man, what is good.

And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly and to love mercy and

to walk humbly with your God." Micah 6:8

This is where I can put love into action and do what God has "required me to do". This is why I live here.

I'm in....

Gettysburg. Actually I've been here since yesterday afternoon for a work conference which ends tomorrow. Then it's back to Philly and my "real life". I trekked through some of the battlefields and perused through some monuments with a couple of co-workers this evening. It was weird knowing that I was standing on a field where thousands of men died and it was crazier to think that the American Civil War took place only about a hundred and fifty years ago. It was eerie think that I was standing on a "graveyard" of some sort. I'll have to come back and do some more exploring, being the history whore that I am. I truly am my father's daughter.

Have a good night all!