Monday, August 23, 2010

stupid bats...

Remember that bat bridge I once heralded as an awesome local wonder of Austin? Well, I still think it is pretty cool....sometimes. The thing is, it has almost always proved to be a great place to take out of towners to show how Austin "keeps it weird". Turns out though, that the bat bridge can have an off kind of night.

We took some great friends of ours who were new to the area to check it out. We described the novelty of it with such wonder and intrigue. We made of night of it - stopping at Big Top Candy Shop on South Congress before hand and then spouted off all the trivia about the bats we knew as we walked and ate Aussi licorice and gummy alphabet letters. It was a great time.

Then we got to the bridge. We waited. We waited. We waited. It was getting pretty dark. The sun was well down (the cue to the bats to come out). The bat watching tourist boats were lined up all in a row. It got darker.

Matt got mad. "Stupid bats! What the heck? They're not coming out. We should just go...stupid bats..."

I stayed optimistic. "Come on Matt, it always takes longer for them to come out than we think. We just got here kind of early and so we just feel like it has been a long time."

Darker. Bat boat annoucers running out of jokes to make, trivia to say...

Then a dozen bats flew out with the reek of guano. The guy next to me says "Oh ho...Here We Go!" Much anticipation. Everyone leans over the bridge waiting for more.

Darker. Then another dozen bats. This repeated itself until our friends convinced us that it was a-okay. The candy and company was good enough to call the evening a success. Matt and I felt a bit dumb still.

It got so bleak even the bat boats started to head in toward the docks. We headed home.

Luckily our friends are talented folk with a good sense of humor. They documented our experience together by doing what they do best.

It says it all really.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

How did Abraham do it without Craigslist?

Life has sped up to what seems like warp speed since coming back to Austin. So much to do to move out of the country! No wonder not many people end up doing it.

I have started to get over the scary, sad "I am going to miss everything I can't bring with me phase" into the "let's purge this apartment and never look back!" Of course I will look back with nostalgia to the experiences I have had but having a good and proper Exodus of sorts is pretty healthy to do every once and a while. In the words of a dear, spiritual friend of mine this is "my Abraham experience". Perhaps I am overdramatic to claim such things but it is really quite liberating. Gets you to thinking about how there is very little we take with us after this life. So few things are important besides experiences, relationships and what we learn. Yep. I am waxing biblical now but this experience is making an impact on me - what can I say?

And oh the wonders that craigslist can bring when you are ready for an "Abraham experience"! We are shedding stuff so quick it gets a little addicting and I have to remind myself that some things really ought to be kept around for when we return. The thing is, I am having a hard time planning more than a year, a month, a week in advance - which is an unusual thing for me indeed. It is a truly an immortal experience to rid yourself of so many things and just start to lean into the curve a bit. Less stuff can somehow make you feel a bit more powerful. Without stuff, all I have to worry about is me and Matt and I have taken care of me for a long time now - even a 1/4 a century; Matt and I have figured out all kinds of unexpected, difficult things in 3 1/2 years. I can do that! Even in a different place.

In other news, housing has had some hiccups. Turns out the most likely scenario for Matt and I to find a place is going to have to be when we get there and can represent ourselves "in person" at the apartment viewings. I started to hyperventilate a bit when trying to come to terms with a scenario of staying in a hostel for a week, navigating bus routes through a city I never been to and trying to keep up with 12 credit hours worth of coursework. Again, I am learning to take a deep breath, lean into the curve and get a "what the Hell - why not?" kind of feeling. Yep. I am pretty much getting invincible right now.

I still could use some extra prayers for our visas though....


Matt giving his bass some goodbye chords. I started to feel a bit sad he was giving it up (his first instrument). I asked him if he felt sad and he just responded by saying, "I just want somebody else to play it." Then I realized this was the first time he had played it in a year and there many worthy financial causes in Scotland to look towards!

Monday, August 16, 2010

When has the livin' been easiest?


First off, did I mention that I had some terrific times with my fam for 2 full weeks of August? Let this collage (compliments of Picassa) show you how easy livin' was in the ol' SLC and Reno.
Maybe I am just imagining things but it really seems like this has been the best summer of my life. Is this too bold of a statement? I remember a wise Redfish coworker once pointed out that "summers are sacred". This thought has the potential to be a very true thing indeed so I don't take my aforementioned statement lightly. Still I think that this has very well been just about the best summer ever.

It surprises me to realize what a good life it has been these last 2-3 months being that I have worked a respectable amount of time through June and July librarianing summer school in Round Rock ISD. I spent the hottest hours of the day in an cool library reading some of my favorite books like Elephants Can Paint Too, Rattletrap Car, I Stink and loads of other read aloud gems to some very enthusiastic 5 and 6 year olds. A good confirmation that you want to be an elementary school librarian is when you sing "One Elephant Went Out to Play" or "Going on a Lion Hunt" until you are hoarse and still wonder why you are getting paid.

When I got off at 3:30 (such a luxurious time to get off of work), it was often off to Town Lake to take Matt to his rowing class and me to my Deep Eddy Pool. How had we not partaken in these local recreational marvels until this summer?! Deep Eddy Pool is the loveliest marriage of spring fed water into a multi-lane lap pool. It has been just about the only relief around for this Austin summer heat but 2 or 3 jumps into that pool a week was enough to keep my thoughts cool while crossing a Costco parking lot on a Saturday. That is one powerful rush!

Yep. Swimming in spring water, watching Matt row from the docks, reading youth fiction for leisure, attending a handful of Paramount Summer Film Series flicks, lots of Sonic happy hours, being wined and dined by friends saying farewell, having a helluva Cake Dome Party with some great Utah folk and knowing that I have to soak up all the Austin flavor while I can has made for a great "carpe diem" kind of June-August. This summer was just about as sacred as it gets.


For your viewing pleasure, here is Matt stearing for his graduation row last month.

Remember Forever Plaid?

If you care to follow some of our adventures then feel free to check out my new "web log". It took a while to decide on a name. On our hike to Cecret Lake up Little Cottonwood Canyon, Matt, my mom and M. Swirly Patterns all deliberated over the right title. Some of our musings included:

-Temporarily Plaid
-The Sweeneys go McSweeney
-Tea and Cakes
-Writings from the Highlands (problem is, I will be about 2-3 hours from the actual highlands)

The rest we came up with escape me now but I settled on a catchy "Temporarily Tartan: a year of living Scottishly". Not sure what will end up being posted there over BakedGoodsandBads but I thought this new era needed a new look and feel. So a new blog is born.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Nothing says farewell like...

Good cake and good company is the bees knees of farewells. In case you missed the Highland Games Cake Dome Party, let me give you more reason to mourn your absence. If you were there, let me give you reason to already begin reminiscing. It was some great festive fun complete with:

a delicious spread with some tasty shortbread and cake,
a Scottish Pub and Bartender in Tartan Trousers,
some good jokes,
and a riveting "Caper" Toss.
It was a bittersweet kind of Cake Dome Party as it got Matt and I excited for our new Scottish adventures but sad at the thought of how we will miss our great American pals this upcoming year. Still, I believe it has made us one step more ready to say "Guid Cheerio the Nou" when Sept 3rd rolls around. Let us pray for our those visas in the meantime!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

What have you selectively forgotten about adolescence?

It never ceases to amaze me about the inevitable but endearing awkwardness attached to visiting the home ward. On the one hand, it is the large part of the community that raised me, sent me off to school with the highest hopes and then excitedly planned bridal showers and put on a well catered reception for me when I finally got married (even though I was the tender age of 22 when that happened, I think that they all gave out a big exhale since before Matt I showed less hope than my hip, American Eagle wearing girls camp peers).

Make no mistake, they did lots for me. But on the other hand, it is always alarming to me how much they remember about the most poignant (and therefore worst) moments of my adolescence. Maybe it is the selective memory kicking in, but I have managed to forget many of my terrible one liners I got so comfortable spouting off at activities like I was the child star of some bad 90s sitcom. They recount my gawkiest, graceless, vulnerable moments with such fondness which I am not sure how they could be going for anything but the ironic amusement route.

I will spare you the details of these stories that make up my mutual activities, girls camp outings and pulpit points I made as a youth speaker. The thing is, if you really wanted to hear any of these stories, you would be better off asking Granite Ward's newest Relief Society president or my mom's old visiting teacher - they honestly know these stories better than I would myself. And although they would tell them to you with the honesty and accuracy that would make you flinch like a replay of The Phone Call, I still have the dignity of not having participated in the talent show lip sync to Hansen's MmmmBop at girls camp.

This picture could be worse I guess - at least I opted out of wearing my overalls on the hike.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Don't Be Scared

Don't Be Scared compliments of Andrew Bird.

This last week I have started to get a fresh and more potent wave of "man I am going to miss so many people and things about Austin" feeling. I think having an increasingly bare apartment opened the flood gates to this realization a bit. Whatever it is, I have been trying to find ways to channel it so that I don't burst into tears everytime I get out of my pool on Amherst Drive, watch Matt rowing on Town Lake, or talk with "mes amies" in the "French Corner" during Relief Society.

I haven't posted about my French Congo friends yet but one of them got baptised yesterday and I spoke at the event. It was such an incredible experience that I had to write a few lines about it since I more diligent online than in the ol' journal. This family moved to Austin in the late fall of last year. I'm not sure how exactly but they ended up in the Shoal Creek ward one Sunday when I was conducting in Relief Society. The ward clerk came up to me right before I was supposed to get opening excercises rolling and said "I heard a little rumor that you speak French". I told him honestly that I spoke French about as well as I play the piano - in a pinch I can make a few things happen but I certainly don't think anyone should try and count on me for something consequential.

Well, turned out we were desperate enough to use my "skills" and I ended up tete a tete with this family in Relief Society the following Sunday. There was a whole lot of staring blankly at each other and frantically turning to any scriptures in "Livre de Mormon" that remotely related to the lesson being given. I kept thinking, surely there is someone who could be more useful to these people than me! As horrible as this sounds, I just kept thinking that they probably would lose interest in the church (especially with any help from me during the 3rd hour).

I am happy to say though that I was wrong. Gladys, one of the daughters, decided to be baptised this last January and the whole family continued to come to all 3 hours. I became Gladys's Visiting Teacher with a liberian companion that spoke some crazy patois French. We were a good team though. Decontee, my companion, would work as a liason between me and Gladys when I lost the words for our conversation topic. I would follow along as best I could to make sure that nothing was being said that wasn't quite right (there were a few false doctrine moments we had to sort out since Decontee is a new member herself and doesn't have some of the details on the pre-mortal life quite down). I think everything got worked out though in the end.

Over time, I got super diligent with my French study and in my prayers*; there have been some pretty intense answers I have received along the way. I learned how to talk French with this family. In some ways I feel like I have learned a new French language with them. Suffice it to say, I now have a very real testimony of the gift of tongues and interpretation of tongues. If you ever want to hear about it, I will be glad to tell you some cool stories.

Speaking of cool stories, we have had some great times up in our "French Corner" of the RS room. One time this included a writhing bat that was inexplicably dying in a garbage can at the corner of the room. Gladys and Odile kept talking about a "chauve souris" which made no sense to me until they showed me the depths of that plastic can and I suddenly learned a new vocab word for bat. That word has stuck with me too. Vivid memory I guess.

One of the coolest experience yet came yesterday when I had the chance to give a talk in French for Odile, the matriarch of the family, who got baptised. Seriously, this was such a super great experience. I honestly don't know what to say about it except include my talk at the end of this post. C'etait incroyable.

How does this relate to figuring out about the sad time I have had in letting go of this great place and era of my life? Well, if you have even gotten this far in the post, then I will tell you. I have realized that I had this same feeling when I left my fam, friends, mountains, great job and lots else when Matt and I moved to Austin. Had I not come to this hot hot, mountainless, nobody but strangers for miles town 2 years ago then I would not have: found my year round outdoor pool on Amherst, eaten the best gingerbread pancakes there are around, taken deep wiffs of the "forest primeval" smell that pervades the mornings here, or met my dear friends from the Congo. Of course the list goes on. Perhaps it would even go on further if I stayed here another year but it looks like there are some things to be done, people to meet, places to be, things to learn in a brand new place. It's a bit scary but I've got a reference point now that helps remind me what it takes to have some noteworthy adventures.

*I would think quickly, in franglais, dans mon tete. S'il vous plait Dieu, how can I circonlocute une facon de descrire how personal revelation marche? M'aide spit out the right pronunciation of "temoingage". It is a great thing indeed that God can understand all languages - including my version of French.


ENGLISH VERSION
This is a very happy day Odil. Everyone in this room is happy for you. I am happy for you. I know that you are happy. Most importantly, the Lord is happy for you. Everyone is happy that you decided to be baptized.

In some ways this event reminds me a bit of my college graduation day and I will tell you why. At my graduation, someone spoke about what a significant day it was for us graduates. How we had worked hard to be ready for this day and that it wasn’t always easy getting there. The speaker went on to say that we should celebrate our efforts that day but that what we had achieved was also a privilege that not everyone had. As a result, we needed to look forward soon to see what we could now do with the knowledge and blessing of our education. I was impressed with this message. That is a lot like what our Heavenly Father councils us on the day of our baptism. He begins by celebrating with us and then he expects us to do great things with our new gifts.


Do you know what gifts you will be receiving today, Odil? The first gift will come as you are baptized in the water. When you are baptized, you will be receiving forgiveness for your sins. Another gift you will receive today is the gift of the Holy Ghost. This gift will come as the priesthood holders lay their hands on your head and confirm you a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. What is also wonderful about what you receive today is that you will always have the opportunity to renew your commitment to your baptismal covenants by taking the sacrament each Sunday. The joy you feel today is something that you can feel every time that you take the sacrament. Because you have chosen to be baptized, you know that these are powerful gifts. These gifts are going to change your life Odil; in fact, they already have.

Now that you know the gifts you will be receiving today, do you know what the Lord expects you to do with them? We can find the answer to this question in the scriptures as we read in Mosiah 18:8-9:

v. 8 "...ye are desirious to come into the fold of God, and to be called his people, and are willing to bear one another’s burdens, that they may be light;

v. 9 "Yea, and are willing to mourn with those that mourn; yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort, and to stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places that ye may be in, even until death, that ye may be redeemed of God, and be numbered with those of the first resurrection, that ye may have eternal life—"

We know from this verse that there are great responsibilities that come with baptism. As you progress in your testimony of the gospel, you will have many opportunities to serve. You may be asked to serve as a Visiting Teacher or it may be helping to translate something into Congolese. Whatever it is the Lord asks you to do, you must commit today and each Sunday as you take the sacrament, that you will honor your baptismal covenants. I know that as you do Odil, you and those around you will be continually blessed. I know I have already been greatly blessed by your spirit. I have a testimony of this and the truth of the restored gospel. It is true Odil. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
FRENCH VERSION

C'est un jour très heureux Odil. Tout le monde dans cette salle est heureux pour toi. Je suis heureux pour toi. Je sais que vous êtes heureuse. Plus important encore, le Seigneur est heureux pour vous. Nous avons beaucoup de que tu as décidé d'être baptisé.

D'une certaine manière cet événement me rappelle un peu de mes journées d'études collégiales et je vais vous dire pourquoi. Quand j’ai reçu mon diplôme, quelqu'un a parlé du fait que c’était une journée importante pour nous qui recevait un diplômes. Comment nous avons travaillé dur pour être prêts pour ce jour et qu'il n'était pas toujours facile d'y parvenir. L'orateur ensuite nous a dit que nous devrions célébrer nos efforts, mais ce de ce jour-là que ce que nous avions atteint était aussi un privilège que pas tout le monde avait. Par conséquent, nous devions nous réjouir de voir bientôt ce que nous pourrions faire pour les autre moins beni que nous avec la connaissance et la bénédiction de notre éducation. Ce message m’a fait une grande impression.. C'est un peu comme sa que notre Père Céleste nous conseils sur le jour de notre baptême. Il commence par fêter avec nous la joie de notre baptême et puis il attend de nous de faire de grandes choses avec ce dons du baptême que nous avons reçu.

Savez-vous quelle bénédiction vous allez recevoir aujourd'hui, Odil? Le premier don viendra quand tu seras baptisé dans l'eau. Lorsque vous êtes baptisés, vous allez recevoir le pardon de vos péchés. La deuxième bénédiction que tu que tu recevras demain sera le don du Saint-Esprit. Ce don viendra de la prêtrise quand les mains seront posées sur ta tête et tu seras confirmer un membre de l'Eglise de Jésus-Christ des Saints des Derniers Jours. Ce qui est aussi merveilleux et ce que vous recevez aujourd'hui, et c'est que vous aurez toujours la possibilité sera de renouveler ta promesse au moment de ton baptême en prenant le Sainte- cène chaque dimanche. La joie que tu ressens aujourd'hui est quelque chose que tu pourras ressentir chaque fois que vous prenez le Saint-cène parce que tu as choisi d'être baptisé, tu sais que ce sont des dons puissants. Ces dons vont changer ta vie Odil, en fait, ils ont déjà changé ta vie.

Maintenant que tu reconnais les dons que tu va recevoire aujourd'hui et demain, est-ce-que tu comprends ce que le Seigneur attend de toi? Nous pouvons trouver la réponse à cette question dans les Écritures que nous lisons dans Mosiah 18:8-9:

v.8 « ….Et maintenant, puisque vous desirez entrer dans la bergerie de Dieu et etre appeles son peuple, et etes disposes a porter les fardeaux les uns des autres, afin qu’ils soient legers »
v.9 « Oui, et etes dispose a pleurer avec ceux qui pleurent, oui, et a consoler ceux qui ont besoin de consolation, et a etre les temoins de Dieu en tout temps et en toutes choses, et dans tous les lieux ou vois serez, jusqu'à la mort, afin d’etre comptes avec ceux de la premiere resurrection, afin que vois ayez la vie eternelle »

Nous savons, par ce verset qu'il ya de grandes responsabilités qui viennent avec le baptême. Comme tu progrès dans ton témoignage de l'Évangile, tu aura de nombreuses occasions de servir. Tu poura être invité à servir en tant que « Visiting Teacher » ou peut être aider à traduire quelque chose dans congolais. Quoi qu'il en soit le Seigneur te demande de faire, to dois t’engager aujourd'hui et tous les dimanches que tu prends la Sainte-cène, que tu va renouveler tes promesse baptismaux. Je sais Odil, toi et tous ceux qui t’entourent seront continuellement béni. Je sais que j'ai déjà été grandement bénie par ton esprit. J'ai un témoignage de ceci et la vérité de l'Évangile ré-établi. L’Évangile de Jésus Christ contient la vérité Odil. Au nom de Jésus-Christ, amen.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Listing the last minute details...

Things that must be done before 9-3-10:
1. Finish visa application for Matt (by this weekend)
2. Do visa application for me (once Matt is applied)
3. Sell blue car - not too soon though because I still need to work and get groceries.
4. Sell bike, Matt's bass & amp, several other things...
5. Make a "Best of Austin" photo album so we can miss this place good and proper overseas.
6. Cancel phone plan, gym membership and Netflix mail-in plan for beginning of September.
7. Swim in Amherst pool and Barton Springs as many times as possible before leaving.
8. Give away a ton of stuff to Goodwill.
9. Get to the temple while I still have a car
10. Find a furnished studio flat to rent that is closed to campus.
11. Decides what little comes to Scotland like: clothes, COAT!, hand mixer, 9" layer pans, couple of framed pictures, travel guides, New Best Recipe cookbook, Scrabble game & Matt's new English history face cards, traveling Chess set, laptop, speakers, salt crystal from the Salt Flats, camera, iPods, important documents...
Decide what will not come to Scotland: any cake domes, most books, desktop computer:(, so many useful kitchen utensils, portable record player, our comfy bed...
12. Have some quality Brooks time
13. Sign up for Fall classes
14. Highland Games Cake Dome Party 8-10-10!
15. Learn about the best temp agencies for getting a job in Edinburgh

Things that have already been done to be ready to leave:
1. Bought the 1 way plane tickets.
2. Sold the black car (thanks Ellen!)
3. Moved a ton of stuff to the Sweeneys.
4. Swam lots at Barton Creek and the pool on Amherst
5. Had some quality Sweeney time
6. Found good paying summer job to help take the financial sting out of the move
7. Starting saying some farewells to people and places I love here
8. Spent lots of time feeling overheated so that I can remember how frustrating heat can be when I am cold in Scotland.
9. Come to terms with how little that I can bring there
10. Be released from RS presidency
11. Updated my passport

Okay, well, the Things To Do list is much longer than the Things I've Done list but I finally feel organized enough (with my calling over and no summer courses) to even know what I still need to get done. About a month + ago, I would lay awake in bed night after night of after an 11 hour work day, finishing up classes and calling stuff where I would be thinking "I know there is lots to do in order to be ready to move but I am assuming it will somehow get done because it has to - not because I will be able to do it". Well, mostly thanks to Matt and a little to the reprieve in my schedule, we are finally seeing the logistical details come into place.

In the meantime, we are still enjoying life in Austin. Just last night, Matt starting his 6 week rowing course down on Lake Austin. It was hot hot hot and took all kinds of will power to not jump in the river instead of taking a few pictures but Matt seemed to enjoy learning the art of rowing. It something he had been interested in doing for a while. Thanks to dear ol' Dad for knowing what to get him for his birthday this year;) Look at this guy! He's a natural.

And he's happy doing it - you may even be able to spot the smile hidden in his beard. It is hard to catch that on camera sometimes but I promise you it's there.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

What are adult things these days?

While driving past a store that sells "all things Adult" on the highway, Matt posed an interesting question.

"Do they sell adult diapers?"

Good question, I thought. It got me thinking and so I asked in response,

"Maybe they sell responsibilities. Those are adult things."

Matt pondered on that. "If they sell those then they must sell mortgages too."

With that, we both decided that the "all things Adult" store didn't sound like any fun at all.

Meet Ignatius....

"I dust a bit," Ignatius told the policeman. "In addition, I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
~ John Kennedy Toole in "A Confederacy of Dunces" (p. 7)

How is this not required high school reading? I ask you.