Reprieve

Summer is almost here. I can tell because the days are getting warmer and more humid, my second semester of grad school is officially over, and the sun is staying up nearly as long as I am in the evenings.

I am so grateful for the reprieve that is summer.

I received very, very good news this week. I am not allergic to any foods, much less the entire food pyramid. Apparently skin testing (which I had done this week) is much more reliable than blood testing (what I had done a couple weeks ago). As in, blood testing has a 50/50 reliability rate, while skin testing has a 95% reliability rate. I wish I had known that before, but I don't regret cutting all that stuff out of my diet for a few weeks. I diversified my food repertoire quite a bit. I've added everything back in except wheat and dairy, and I think I'm going to stay away from those for a while just because I feel better.

I decided against taking summer classes this year, just because I need a break and some time to finish settling into our new home. I'm excited to (finally) unpack that last room full of boxes, to paint my kitchen and bathroom, and to hang things on the walls. Time at home that doesn't involve sleeping or doing homework will be a good thing.

Summer hours start in two weeks. I love working at a school.

I hope you find rest and reprieve in at least some small way this summer, even if your work is not dictated by the school calender.

A nightmare

Have you ever woken up, and thought, maybe for just a split second, that perhaps yesterday was just a nightmare?

I did that today.

After a scary weekend of allergic reactions to an unknown substance, I went to the doctor this week and had some blood work done to see if I was allergic to anything. I got the results yesterday, and they're not good. In fact, I feel like someone has suddenly taken away any shred of freedom and independence I may have had.

According to that blood test, I am allergic to dairy, eggs, wheat, soy, corn, peanuts, walnuts, and sesame seeds. I was expecting maybe one or two things, but everything?

At first, I thought I could handle it. I eat very healthily anyway, so I'll just make substitutions, right? That worked until I realized I was allergic to the substitutions as well. Anything that's made gluten-free (without wheat) is usually made with at least some corn flour, but I can't eat corn. Anything made without eggs usually involves corn starch. Anything without dairy usually has soy in it. Even packaged dressings and condiments have corn syrup and soybean oil in them.

I literally cannot eat anything from the grocery store.

I have to make everything from scratch.

Now, if I stayed at home all day, this would be somewhat feasible. I could carefully control my food intake. This isn't possible, though, because in addition to a full time job, I'm also a grad student. I barely have time to take a shower in the morning and water my garden in the evening, there's no way in hell I have time to whip up a vinaigrette from scratch every time I have a salad.

But the thing is, I have no choice.

Yesterday, I was really sad. I cried a lot. Today I'm angry and bitter.

Think about how many things in our lives revolve around food. Birthday parties, nights out with friends, weddings, parties, church events. I can't participate in any of it, because there's no way of telling what's in something or how it was prepared. I can no longer eat at any of my favorite restaurants. I can't eat at any restaurants.

My two favorite things to do are to cook and to travel. Cooking has lost all of its joy, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to travel because I will never be able to eat anywhere.

I have an appointment with an allergist that's supposed to help me sort all this out and do some further testing, but it's not for three more weeks. There's a chance that I won't always be allergic to all of these things, but there's no way to know.

And in the meantime I have to somehow focus on work and finishing the semester of grad school.

I'm sorry this post is so depressing. I know I should be cheerful and chipper, determined to overcome and beat this, but I'm not. I'm just overwhelmed. And defeated.

So very defeated.

5 Easy Ways to Celebrate Earth Day

Want to do something good for yourself & the environment? Try adopting a few easy habits to celebrate Earth Day this year.

1. Recycle, recycle, recycle! It may seem obvious, but I'm amazed at how many people still don't recycle. If you live in Chattanooga, go to http://www.recycleright.org/ to sign up for free bi-weekly recycling pick up. You don't even have to sort it!

2. BYOB - Bring your own bag! Plastic bags take hundreds of years to break down in a landfill. Most European stores eliminated complimentary shopping bags years ago. Many grocery stores now offer reusable bags for purchase, or round up all the old freebie canvas totes you have around the house. I keep a pile of them in the trunk of my car, so I'm always ready for a grocery run.

3. Shop thrift or consignment first. Before you buy a brand new item of clothing, see if you can find what you need in a thrift or consignment store, or on Ebay. You'll lessen your environmental impact, and the impact on your wallet. If you need some inspiration, you can read about my year of no new clothes here and here.

4. Ditch the dryer. If it's nice out, hang your clothes on a clothesline outside. It's that easy! You'll save energy and extend the life of your clothes. We lived without a dryer for more than a year when we first got married, and I didn't really miss it much at all. Now, we just use it when it's raining or we're in need of clean undies, stat.

5. Drink tap water. We have the safest drinking water in the world, so ditch the bottled water, folks! All those bottles just create most waste, and studies have shown that the chemicals in plastic water bottles can leach out into the water. Use a water purifier or filter if you're concerned about taste. Carry your water to-go in a stainless steel (not aluminum) bottle, or make sure whatever bottle you're using is BPA-free.

I could go on, but I promised these would be easy! Let me know if you have any questions, or need more suggestions. The best thing you can do on Earth Day is go outside and enjoy it!

"The earth is the LORD's, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it."
~ Psalm 24:1

The Story of We

My grandpa told stories. Action, romance, mystery – I was captivated by them all, even those I could quote by heart. He told stories of his life, his adventures in the Navy, how he met my grandmother. She used to come in and tell him to leave me alone, that I’d heard all the stories before. I’d grin, and wait for grandpa to continue. I wanted to hear them all again and again, because not only were the stories special, so was the storyteller.

As humans, we understand our lives by telling and listening to stories. We relate to each other through these narratives, not cold, hard facts. This is the essence of Walter Fisher's Narrative Theory, the theory that prompted me to pursuit a graduate degree in Mass Communication. Sometimes, when deadlines are looming both at school and at work, it is easy to forget the bigger picture, to get so caught up in the details of this specific sentence and chapter that I forget where the story is headed.

When I step back, I realize the point of the story is I have a new life in Christ. His story tells of his never-ending love and faithfulness. It's beautiful and intricate and breathtaking. If I lose sight of that, and forget to share that story, then the little chapter I am focusing on and laboring over so intently is not going to make much sense. No one will have any idea what the story is all about, and I'll miss out on the amazing stories others have to tell.

This week, I encourage you to consider your story. What is its theme, its purpose? Perhaps, like me, you become so focused on the syntax that you forget the plot. Remember and share your story, and pursuit the stories of others. You may be surprised at the epics we take for granted.

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Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted here in a while. I've become a regular contributor for http://thebudgetfashionista.com/ , so I haven't had much time to write anything else. If you like fashion but don't like spending a lot of money, you should check it out! :)

Disadvantages of Adulthood

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Some days, I don't like being a grown-up much.

Sure, there are certain advantages. You get to stay up as late as you want (and pay for it at work the next morning), eat whatever you want (and bulge out of your jeans), or watch TV as long as you want (and generally turn into a pudgy sloth with no social life).

We’re in the process of buying a new house, and selling our current abode. It has been a great little house (emphasis on little) for the first two years of our marriage, but we’re ready for more space and a big, fenced-in yard for our behemoth dog to run free in.

I’ll be honest, buying a house while working full time and attempting to get through grad school is a little bit insane. Some days, my brain just doesn’t want to work anymore. Big, adult decisions like house-buying are scary. There’s no one else to blame if you make a mistake. What if you buy the wrong house and get stuck with a money pit a la Tom Hanks? What if we lose our jobs, or incur huge medical bills, or encounter any number of ruinous circumstances that leave us financially screwed and we can’t pay our mortgage?

If I take a deep breath, I realize that I’m overreacting. We already own a house, and owning a slightly bigger and more expensive one won’t be all that different. We’re careful with our finances, but what it really all boils down to is that God is sovereign, no matter if we have money to spare or if we’re financially ruined. We’re called to be good stewards with what we have, something I take very seriously, but the moment I start worrying and fretting and trying to hold onto money is the moment I miss the point completely.

So I’m crossing my fingers, praying, and hoping all grown-ups don’t end up like Hanks’ Walter Fielding.

Project Rewear: Recap

I did it.

I successfully went a whole year without buying any new clothes. Shocked?

I am a little bit, too.

Last year, when the presents were unwrapped, the bubbly uncorked, and people were resolving to be thinner, wealthier, and better-looking (or something like that), I decided to challenge myself to buy no new clothes for the entirety of 2009. “New” is really the key word here – I bought clothes that were new to me, just not new to the rest of the world.

I like clothes. A lot. Legend has it that I began to pick out my daily attire at age two, because something my mom had chosen for me didn’t “mats” (I was apparently aware of the color wheel long before I had enough teeth to say “ch”).

I treat clothes like souvenirs. I like to buy them when I travel, bringing a little piece of the world home with me. Currently, my closet holds shirts from Dublin, scarves from London, a skirt and sunglasses from L.A., Cubs shirts from Chicago. . . it’s kind of like World Market, without the well-coordinated décor, edgy music, and off-brand Nutella.

And, being a good, thrifty Presbyterian, I am also highly susceptible to the “itsareallygooddeal” disease. This illness can strike suddenly and without warning, usually within a tight radius of the Gap clearance racks. And no matter how cute that $12 Target bargain is, those add up fast, and were leaving my closet too full and wallet too, well, empty.

I also stopped buying new clothes to lessen the environmental impact of all those clearance rack spending sprees. If I don’t buy a new sweater, it means someone has to make one less sweater, and those materials and energy aren’t used. The consignment shop sweater has already been made, it’s already “out there” in the world, and by reusing it, I reduce my resource consumption, albeit by a very, very small percentage. While one sweater isn’t going to make a very big difference (or for that matter a whole year of clothes purchases) it is still something I can do, and in the end has changed by buying habits.

The rules of my experiment were simple. No buying new clothes. Consignment stores, thrift stores, garage sales, Ebay, and Craigslist were all were acceptable clothing sources. In an effort to learn a new skill, I was also allowed to wear anything I could sew myself (which sadly turned out to be, well, nothing). I could wear anything given to me as a gift, because I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings (and I have a rule to never, ever turn down free J. Crew. Just sayin.’).

Surprisingly, my year-long experiment was much, much easier than I expected it to be. Probably the most difficult was when I traveled to L.A. and had to deal with the candy-shop assortment of colorful boutiques laid out before me. I bought accessories (not forbidden) and sought out some cool thrift stores and consignment shops. I didn’t get to clear out the H&M as I would have liked, but my shopping need was well satisfied. For the rest of the year, I found a few key thrift store jewels, and got creative with how I put the rest of my wardrobe together.

If I had to summarize everything I learned this year in one word, it would be this: Ebay.

No, seriously.

I never knew what a treasure trove of fashion awaited me in cyberspace! Ebay-ing for books, electronics, and Christmas presents was old hat, but clothing was a new challenge. One that takes patience, proper measurements, and some more patience. In order to be a successful Ebay clothier, you need to know your measurements and stick to brands you know and trust (for me it’s the ever-lovely J. Crew). I would scour Ebay for the particular item I was looking for (most of the time jeans or boots), add a bunch of items to my watch list, watch as most of them went out of my desired price range, bid on a couple, and maybe win one. It took me about two months before I finally found the tall, brown boots I was looking for (new shoes weren’t off limits, just more than I wanted to spend), and I had to buy two pairs before I found one that fit (after a few forlorn sighs, the other was promptly re-listed). But in the end I ended up with a great pair of brand new $300 boots for $60, that I wear almost daily. Jeans are a bit tricker, but if you find a brand and style you love, keep scouring Ebay for them. I bought two gently used pairs of (J.Crew!) jeans for under $12 each, and that is so much more satisfying than buying the same jeans out of the catalog for $80.

I ended my retail-fashion-fast on New Years Eve by stopping at an outlet mall somewhere in Indiana. Or maybe it was Kentucky. (We were driving home from Wisconsin on our Christmas adventure across the Midwest, and I’d spent so many hours in the car at that point, I wasn’t even sure what state I was in.) All I know is, while we were chugging along I-90, my sweet husband suggested we stop and stretch our legs and let our dog relieve her ever-patient bladder. And then we pull up in front of the J.Crew factory store. Yes, folks, my husband loves me.

All that to say that one pair of cargo pants, corduroys, and a sweater later, my fast is over. And while it will be really nice to walk into a store and buy a white dress shirt if I need one, rather than scouring every thrift store in town, I don’t think I’ll be returning to my old shopping habits any time soon. I still plan to turn first to Ebay whenever I’m looking for a new pair of jeans, and thrift stores can more than satisfy any hint of “itsareallygooddeal” disease that may come my way.

And for all of you who stopped reading five paragraphs ago because this post is so damn long, here’s a recap: I didn’t buy any new clothes for a year, I survived (thrived, even!), and you should try it too.

I threw that last little encouragement in there for good measure. If you’re thinking of giving up new clothes for a while and need some pointers, let me know.

In the meantime, I’m going to try to figure out something to resolve for this new year before I blink and it’s 2011. Any suggestions?