film + champagne.
the boy and i attended a film screening of “the birth of freedom” last night at the fine arts center. the event was sponsored by the acton institute, the john jay institute and coldwater media. the film was greatly interesting, and the panel afterwards, particularly the comments made my father sirico, was inspiring. it’s so relieving to hear a clear voice articulating things you think, but have not heard anywhere else. i’m also interested in their other film, the call of the entrepreneur. i like the acton institute particularly, because they don’t focus on church and political involvement, but on church and economical involvement. because government is so far reaching into the economonical sphere, the institute is going to end up touching on political issues and interacting with it, but it’s not overtly political. anyhow.
i love this stuff.
and? they had champage and dessert.
also? the boy looks really good dressed up.
as michael scott would say, it’s a win-win-win.
how i feel about it sometimes.
like it’s your job.
my friend jeff wrote this note, which i find, well, noteworthy. also, i really like it when someone else so eloquently writes what i’m thinking, saving me the trouble of muddying up the issue while i grasp at words to explain what i mean:
“Now that the votes have been cast and the decisions have been made I would like to remind everyone that whether you are anxious, overjoyed, angry, happy, or anything else that this is the beginning, not the end. There are men and women about to begin terms in office whose decisions will affect every single one of us.
We, as voters, have both a right and responsibility to make our voices heard throughout the terms of our leaders. I guess what I’m trying to say is inform yourself and contact your senators, contact your congressmen and congresswomen, your governors, and your city council when there are issues you care about. If you, like me, are disappointed that the republicrats are still in power, then do something about it. Support a third party candidate or cause. If you are happy about the results, then write to the winners and tell them why, and remind them why they got your vote. Let them know that you expect them to deliver the goods they have sold you.
We live in a day and age when opinions change like the tides, and politicians feel no loyalty to their own political promises. But if they are reminded constantly that we, the voters, are paying attention to what they do, that we hold the purse strings and not the special interests or political parties then and only then do we have the potential to truly be a country with a government by the people, of the people, and for the people.”
and there you have it.
i guess my “extreme moderateness” (to quote sam wood) serves me fairly well in election years. although i am very engaged in the world around me, our democratic process and feel strongly about a number of issues, i can’t seem to pin my hopes or fears to a person, even one in such a key position. i find that i can be inspired by, disappointed in, respectful of, and discouraged by people. all people. friends, teachers, pastors, presidents, leaders… because of this, i have thoughts about the new president, both praise and precaution. i had thoughts about mccain, both ways. i have anticipation and excitement, with wariness at the road ahead.
but i wake up today, still hopeful in the only thing that doesn’t sway for me despite its popularity or lack thereof: god. he’s alive and well.
i don’t care how out of style or favor that belief becomes, it’s all mine, and will always be so.
the difficulties that come with working out your salvation in the real world will always be challenging. it has never been and will never be easy to love people and take a stand for what is right and true.
today, on wednesday, november 5th, after an unarguably historic election, i am hopeful.
but it has nothing to do with a ballot.
how i feel about it sometimes: election day edition.
conversation.
in response to the question i got last week on if my boyfriend is more organized than me, i offer today’s conversation:
[loud banging sound]
me: dear. what are you doing.
boy: i really need a place to put my yard stick (banging it on the metal sign behind his desk, which indicates serious thought).
me: do you use your yard stick at your desk enough to need it to be accessible? does it need a special place?
boy: EVERYTHING needs it’s special place.
me: right. i forgot who i’m talking to.
amendment one.
very good point.
those who have already commented, i both ADORE you and you are exempt from such snarky retribution like my raised eyebrow for not commenting at least once. [see previous post]
for all the other blurkers, cough it up.
post card.
dear boy,
love,
girl
monday morning ughpdate.
– this guy in few of my classes looks like judah friedlander’s character in 30Rock. i am on a stealth mission to take a picture of him without his knowledge.
– i should be writing a thesis statement right now, but i’m not.
– had a lively discussion with the boy, julie and tucker about community. i always like discussions like that, but only if they lead to consistent action.
– seeing another sara this week, and that only means good things.
– the boy and i went shopping in denver on saturday, and found nothing until we went to the container store. let me say this: i LOVE the container store. i would almost rather having organized systems for stuff more than i want stuff to go in the organized system. luckily, the boy shares this love of organization (and utilizes it more than i do on a regular basis, probably) and thus the container store was the best.
– the boy is now a blockbuster member at the most run-down blockbuster in town. they made us cards, from a dot-matrix printer, and then hand-laminated them. the videos were mostly in stacks around the store, and the cashier spent way too much time telling us a story about how her mother dressed up as sarah palin (along with everyone else’s mother) for halloween.
we rented a movie called “diggers”, and it was okay.
– the potato bacon soup at safeway is very good. better than the chicken noodle. both go well with oyster crackers and gingerale in mini-bottles.
– we now have a dearth of halloween chocolate, as we got a small amount in case there were trick-or-treaters in the neighborhood, and there were none. this was somewhat surprising, given that i swear i saw a bunch of people dressed up in the neighborhood. but, this could just be what the neighbors look like on a regular day.
– they have hired my replacement at work, finally, so by the end of the year, i will have no official responsibilities there whatsoever. this is a good thing.
– 7 weeks until the semester is over.
– i officially heard my first christmas music in a retail environment on saturday, november 1st. WAY TOO EARLY PEOPLE.
– i had a very good weekend with the boy. one of those weekends you want to bottle up and have around to open on a miserable cold wednesday. he’s my favorite.
– we are having incredibly un-november-like weather here during the day. warm. HOT. crazy. fantastic. we walked around colorado college on sunday, and took some pictures (note: more than usual are of me, because i usually take the camera, and the boy had it this day):
no idea who this kid is, but he’s cute.
in front of shove chapel. it’s pronounced “sh-oh-ve” chapel rather than “sh-ugh-ve” chapel, which the boy did not know since he didn’t grow up here. he laughed pretty hard at the sign that said “shove weddings”. what kind of wedding is that?
me kicking leaves. i did this for a good 20 minutes. easily amused.
– now i’m hungry, and i would like a sandwich. they’ve been doing a lot of pb&j at the bog this week, so i’m hoping for something different.
– voting tomorrow. i could have voted early, but i’m old-school and like the whole process of going down and actually voting and getting my sticker.
– bravo has been playing reruns of the West Wing in the mornings from about 6am to 9am, and i have been loving it. this, despite the fact that i own all of the seasons. it’s one of my absolutely favorite shows, and i tend to like following the santos campaign a little more than any of the real ones right now. i’m on votoverload. wishing for a bartlett third term.
– still have no car. i am driving my parent’s ‘extra’ car, a little red honda civic hatchback. it’s like i’m driving a go-cart. i will be driving this car indefinitely at this point.
– okay, now i’m hungry for pb&j and milk. thought about it too much, it became a reality.
– dinner with my sister last week. lovely. it turns out, as i’ve suspected for many years, i really like seeing my siblings on a regular basis. so happy to have made the decision 4 years ago to take advantage of that.
– no nephew yet. they are hoping by the end of the week. the scenario goes: my brother text messages me when they are starting labor. calls after the baby is born with the details. parents go by, friends go by, pictures are taken. i show up in the evening with cocktails, two arms to hold a baby, and the boy to play video games with my brother. in this case, beer and rum & cokes have been requested, and probably some street fighter. done and done.
have a lovely week.
p.s. for all those blog-lurkers around there (or, what i like to call “blurkers”), it’s time to comment-up. i am a consistent reader. many times blurker, and sporadic commenter, so i get it. but you have to make your presence known at least once. OR ELSE. thanks. —ed.
p.p.s. okay, so it’s an idle threat. i wouldn’t do anything. because how could i? but still. STILL. [insert stern look here] —ed.
post script.
why would i like a low horse? i’ll keep my horse high, thank you, with me riding firmly on top. wink.
sara, darling. 
