<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:22:53.237-04:00</updated><category term='penny'/><category term='pittsburgh is better than everywhere else'/><category term='school'/><title type='text'>see sikky.</title><subtitle type='html'>see sikky blog.
blog, sikky, blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-7508657782283720840</id><published>2009-04-07T21:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:50:38.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>is this thing on?</title><content type='html'>anyone still reading this?  just checking.  if so, i might write something soon.  maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-7508657782283720840?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/7508657782283720840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=7508657782283720840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7508657782283720840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7508657782283720840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-this-thing-on.html' title='is this thing on?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-702313077582718480</id><published>2008-02-19T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T14:30:49.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bradley.chattablogs.com/"&gt;Check out this blog...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't posted in a really long time, but I thought this was definitely worth sharing.  It's a blog entry posted by a man named Anthony Bradley, who spoke at Jubilee this past weekend.  (Read the entry from February 17, 2008.)  A quick excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Many, many thanks to the Jubilee staff for putting on an amazing, visionary conference and for taking GREAT care of me! I was profoundly blessed by your hospitality and care. Thanks for letting me come! You guys are doing amazing work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.ccojubilee.org/"&gt;Coalition for Christian Outreach&lt;/a&gt; (CCO)!! Wow, you're America's best kept college secret. What you're doing needs to be regionally multiplied across America, yesterday! The way you all partner with local churches is inspiring and represents mature, Biblical ecclesiology. I'm indebted and am committed to what you're doing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to tell you more about the conference... it went so well.  I'm honored to be a part of this organization.  Thanks, everyone, for your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-702313077582718480?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/702313077582718480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=702313077582718480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/702313077582718480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/702313077582718480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2008/02/jubilee.html' title='Jubilee...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-1160151275112388834</id><published>2007-12-03T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:37:52.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/R1S9KnBA6bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hfPnaFwr3Pc/s1600-R/DSCF1747_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/R1S9KnBA6bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZOB_unadoYM/s320/DSCF1747_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139941064706156978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks, i'm done with grad school!  tonight i gave my final presentation, turned in my research paper, and walked off campus for the last time as a student.  after 21 and a half years of formal schooling, i'm finished!  (at least for now.)  please enjoy this photo of me pretending to graduate lo, these seven months ago.  but now it's for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-1160151275112388834?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/1160151275112388834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=1160151275112388834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1160151275112388834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1160151275112388834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-done.html' title='i&apos;m done!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/R1S9KnBA6bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZOB_unadoYM/s72-c/DSCF1747_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-2972579188937608036</id><published>2007-10-02T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:30:17.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>library update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"You did it! After hearing from more than 20,000 of us, the &lt;b&gt;Bureau of Prisons has reversed its book banning policy&lt;/b&gt;. As they put it in an official statement:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;In response to concerns expressed by members of several religious communities, the Bureau of Prisons has decided to alter its planned course of action with respect to the Chapel Library Project. The Bureau will begin immediately to return to chapel libraries materials that were removed...&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;We can't thank you enough for the crucial role you played in winning this exciting victory for federal prisoners and religious freedom. &lt;b&gt;It couldn't have happened without you&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, guys.  well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-2972579188937608036?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/2972579188937608036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=2972579188937608036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/2972579188937608036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/2972579188937608036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/10/library-update.html' title='library update'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-7700073293938119868</id><published>2007-09-18T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T10:48:22.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prison Libraries</title><content type='html'>i got an email this morning from a friend of mine that  was disturbing to me.  here's what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine walking into your local library, planning to read a&lt;br /&gt;theologian such as Reinhold Niebuhr or Karl Barth, or a popular&lt;br /&gt;inspirational work, such as Rick Warren's _Purpose-Driven Life_&lt;br /&gt;or Harold Kushner's _When Bad Things Happen to Good People_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of finding such important and popular titles, you&lt;br /&gt;discover that the religion section had been decimated - stripped&lt;br /&gt;of any book that did not appear on a government-approved list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what's happening right now to inmates in federal&lt;br /&gt;prisons under a Bush administration policy. As _The New York&lt;br /&gt;Times_ put it, "chaplains have been quietly carrying out a&lt;br /&gt;systematic purge of religious books and materials that were once&lt;br /&gt;available to prisoners in chapel libraries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just sent a message to the Federal Bureau of Prisons&lt;br /&gt;protesting this absurd policy. Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;Just click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://go.sojo.net/campaign/prisonlibraries?rk=_dSEq5E1p0BpW"&gt;http://go.sojo.net/campaign/prisonlibraries?rk=_dSEq5E1p0BpW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-7700073293938119868?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://go.sojo.net/campaign/prisonlibraries?rk=_dSEq5E1p0BpW' title='Prison Libraries'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/7700073293938119868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=7700073293938119868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7700073293938119868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7700073293938119868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/09/prison-libraries.html' title='Prison Libraries'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-8828176331643984551</id><published>2007-09-10T21:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:21:43.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it has a head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RuXriqz5NGI/AAAAAAAAABs/1grXFv4Rq40/s1600-h/Ultrasound+A+2+09-07-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RuXriqz5NGI/AAAAAAAAABs/1grXFv4Rq40/s320/Ultrasound+A+2+09-07-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108748333161722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, look!  i'm not sure if this is petri or dish, but it looks like a baby!  hooray!  they're both in there, but this is the best picture, i think.  and their little hearts are beating 170 times a minute.  wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, stuff is going well here.  i started my new job a few months ago, and i really love it.  i had a full day of supervision today at grove city, and i got to visit one of the students who was in my youth group at the church last year who is a first-year student there this fall.  he's doing really well, and it was good to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother told me this weekend that my blog is boring, so i felt convicted again to update.  i'm not entirely sure what to write about though... i'll tell you one thing i've been loving lately though is my new church.  these last few weeks, i've been thinking a lot about it, and i've really been understanding the song of ascent in psalm 122, where it says, "i was glad when they said to me, 'let us go to the house of the LORD.'"  the church i've been going to is in my neighborhood, and it is committed to two things: being centered on Christ, and on being intentionally cross-cultural.  they (we?)  really believe that Christ can unite us over all kinds of barriers, and even though sunday morning is the most segregated time of the week, that's not true at my church.  it's a really beautiful picture of the Kingdom, and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-8828176331643984551?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/8828176331643984551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=8828176331643984551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8828176331643984551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8828176331643984551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-has-head.html' title='it has a head!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RuXriqz5NGI/AAAAAAAAABs/1grXFv4Rq40/s72-c/Ultrasound+A+2+09-07-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-7438626387886616111</id><published>2007-08-30T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:34:54.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>twincredible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so, great news! my older sister, sarah, is pregnant! and better news: it's twins! i'm so excited to be an aunt. and i'm going to be the best aunt ever. look at these babies!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rtd69B-dCZI/AAAAAAAAABc/tgPSUqAlCoI/s1600-h/Embryos+07-26-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104683891568740754" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rtd69B-dCZI/AAAAAAAAABc/tgPSUqAlCoI/s320/Embryos+07-26-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rtd69B-dCaI/AAAAAAAAABk/-6Vrt6UztG4/s1600-h/Ultrasound+2+08-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104683891568740770" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rtd69B-dCaI/AAAAAAAAABk/-6Vrt6UztG4/s320/Ultrasound+2+08-24-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  the first one is right before they were implanted, at two days after conception, and the second one was taken this week, at six weeks.  look at them!  if this were a video, you'd be able to see their hearts fluttering.  they're about the size of raspberries right now, according to &lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/6_your-pregnancy-6-weeks_1096.bc"&gt;this website &lt;/a&gt;that tracks their progress.  i'm so excited!  be prepared for a lot of talk about Petri and Dish.  i'll try to restrain myself from going overboard, but i can't make any promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-7438626387886616111?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/7438626387886616111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=7438626387886616111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7438626387886616111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7438626387886616111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/08/twincredible.html' title='twincredible'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rtd69B-dCZI/AAAAAAAAABc/tgPSUqAlCoI/s72-c/Embryos+07-26-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-7395647689777418455</id><published>2007-08-01T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:48:32.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut city!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RrEp0OkO5HI/AAAAAAAAABU/PRaZm3poz-A/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RrEp0OkO5HI/AAAAAAAAABU/PRaZm3poz-A/s320/DSC01538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093898630772745330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so, i let someone cut off most of my hair today.  it's short.  i like it today, but i am afraid i won't be able to do it myself tomorrow.  but, i think it makes me look more professional, which, according to justin bratt, is my life's ambition.  what do YOU think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-7395647689777418455?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/7395647689777418455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=7395647689777418455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7395647689777418455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7395647689777418455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/08/haircut-city.html' title='haircut city!!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RrEp0OkO5HI/AAAAAAAAABU/PRaZm3poz-A/s72-c/DSC01538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-713562871366106631</id><published>2007-07-12T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T16:12:33.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>committed</title><content type='html'>who's licensed to drive in the state of pennsylvania?  I AM!  and registered to vote to boot.  i'm in it for the long haul, folks.  it took me awhile (a titch longer than 60 days), but i'm officially a resident of the state of pennsylvania.  it only took two hours at the dmv.  (wow, is that place slow.)&lt;br /&gt;i got a little nervous over the weekend, as we neared the date my license expired, since the state was locked in budget talks, laying off all "non-essential" government employees until they got it taken care of.  i was picturing myself getting pulled over next week without a valid license, trying to explain that it was not MY negligence but the state's that caused me to be living (and driving) outside the law.  but, no reason to worry; i am a licensed driver.&lt;br /&gt;alright, gotta go.  happy trails, y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-713562871366106631?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/713562871366106631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=713562871366106631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/713562871366106631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/713562871366106631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/07/committed.html' title='committed'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-3045505739521205356</id><published>2007-06-29T16:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T16:55:17.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where i've been sleeping</title><content type='html'>after reading a scathing post on duderus about small-time bloggers' lazy posting, i have decided to update my site.  due to the severe lack of comments, i had all but given up on my blogging project, but i've been assured that i have at least two people still coming to check occasionally.  so, nate and sam, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;i've been all over the country of late, spending a lot of time away from home.  i'm going to tell you about it by explaining where i've spent my nights, sleeping in strange beds.  over labor day weekend, i moved into my new house.  i spent the first night on the hardwood floor, because i needed a new bed.  but then the next morning, my parents bought me a new mattress for graduation!  (oh, i graduated too.  that was a little over a month ago.)  so then i slept in my new bed, which is so amazing that i actually think about during the day.  (it might sound pathetic, but if you sat on it, you'd understand.)  then, after only three nights in my new place, i went to GR and spent a week at my parents' house in caledonia, listening to a chorus of bullfrogs singing from the pond behind the house.  in the daytimes i enjoyed my own private resort, lounging by the pool doing crosswords and reading books, thoroughly enjoying the backyard while the rest of family was at work.  i also attended my cousin's wedding and had a lovely luau party for my supporters.  the next week i slept in a stateroom in the bottom of a houseboat, floating around dale hollow lake somewhere between kentucky and tennessee, getting rocked to sleep by the waves.  oh, sweet bliss.  while we were there, my family and i went swimming, boating, jetskiing, hot-tubbing, and star-gazing, and it was wonderful.  then i drove back to the real and not imaginary place where i live, and stayed home for five nights.  i started my new job and hung out with full-time.  then i went to the o.c. in new jersey for four nights and visited my students at the beach project.  i got to sleep in my old hammock-shaped bed in my old room with the sea breeze wafting in the through the window.  it was glorious.  it rained most of the time i was there, but i hung out with my students, met some new ones, visited two supporters, hung out with my staff friends, and went to the beach.  on the way home, we got 83% lost in south central PA, somewhere around shippensburg.  it was a good time, and a funny story.  then i came home for one day, and then i went to grove city college for four days.  i slept in the nicest dorm i've ever been in.  every student has their own room, it has wireless internet, common lobby space, front-loading washers and dryers in EVERY APARTMENT, dishwashers, and a classroom in the basement.  it was super nice.  then i came home again, and i think i'm going to stay home for a bit.  all that traveling was fun, but i've had about enough.  so that's why i haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm at the union project right by my house, which has a great little cafe with wireless internet and pretty stained glass windows.  and my friend morgan works here, which is an added bonus.  i'm going to finish my iced coffee now and go home.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-3045505739521205356?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/3045505739521205356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=3045505739521205356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/3045505739521205356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/3045505739521205356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-ive-been-sleeping.html' title='where i&apos;ve been sleeping'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-9044046604090826787</id><published>2007-06-15T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:25:37.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the o.c.!</title><content type='html'>i'm in new jersey!  i'm spending the weekend visiting my students at the beach project in ocean city, where i spent all last summer.  i love it here.  i love the students, the staff, the project, the island, the ocean... it's wonderful.  i still think this is (one of) the best thing(s) we do at the cco.  please pray for these students.  this is a big summer.  and go check out the beach project website too: http://www.ccojubilee.org/ocbp/&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'm in my sixth state in a week and a half, which is one reason for the lack of posting.  i spent a week in grand rapids, visiting friends, family, and supporters, then a week on a houseboat on a lake between kentucky and tennessee.  i was home for a minute, and now i'm here.  it's been a lot of travelling, but i get to see lots of people i love.  hoo-ray.  well, i gotta get back to the students.  peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-9044046604090826787?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ccojubilee.org/ocbp/' title='the o.c.!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/9044046604090826787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=9044046604090826787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/9044046604090826787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/9044046604090826787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/06/oc.html' title='the o.c.!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-5054080613334152181</id><published>2007-05-28T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:26:22.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart pittsburgh</title><content type='html'>so i moved.  fuller and i got ourselves a new apartment, and it's fabulous.  i'm unpacking as we speak.  well, not RIGHT now; it's getting boring, so i'm taking a break.  i think i'm done in my bedroom, and so i'm about to tackle the kitchen, which is probably the biggest hassle of them all.  but i want to get done before i head to g-rap to see my family, so i have motivation to keep at it.  if you want my new address, email me.  i'll be sending it out soon via email, if i remember, but just to be safe, if you want it, ask for it.  all right.  peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-5054080613334152181?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/5054080613334152181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=5054080613334152181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5054080613334152181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5054080613334152181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-heart-pittsburgh.html' title='i heart pittsburgh'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-1832519521023411343</id><published>2007-05-14T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:40:39.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a fond farewell</title><content type='html'>this is my last week at the church. today was my last day of my after-school program, and it was bittersweet. the kids were terrible today, but they're still great. it's weird to think it was the last one... i was so busy putting out little fires the whole time that i didn't have time to get sentimental until now. afterwards, a bunch of people from my church took me out to the japanese steakhouse and said nice things and ate good food and sang "you are my sunshine" to me and made me cry. i've been so busy i've barely had time to think about the sadness of this time. of course it's exciting to start a new life, but old things have to come to an end for new ones to start. i'll really miss these people who have been like a family to me out here. it's a good thing i didn't move to baltimore. that's too far away.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's ten o'clock, and i'm still at the office. i think i better head home. but here's a picture of my kids last week, running down the hill to go to the after-school program. it's one of my favorites.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RkkdQ80hbXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Hf8I9yw2vc/s1600-h/DSC01269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RkkdQ80hbXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Hf8I9yw2vc/s320/DSC01269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064611432996367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-1832519521023411343?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/1832519521023411343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=1832519521023411343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1832519521023411343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1832519521023411343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/05/fond-farewell.html' title='a fond farewell'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RkkdQ80hbXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Hf8I9yw2vc/s72-c/DSC01269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-6592569019977353063</id><published>2007-05-03T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:57:08.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>last week, a report came out that listed the top ten "most livable places" in the country, based on nine categories: housing affordability (cost of living), transportation, jobs, education, climate, crime, health care, recreation, and ambience (museums, performing arts, restaurants and historical districts). they surveyed 379 places, and came out with the top ten. and the winner is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(drumroll.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rjohss0hbWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QGjmow7M4ug/s1600-h/Pittsburgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rjohss0hbWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QGjmow7M4ug/s320/Pittsburgh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060394183133588834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo by Darrell Sapp, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;PITTSBURGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case you think it's a fluke (or you've never been here to visit), let me just say that over the last 25 years, pittsburgh is the only city to have finished in the top 20 every time. so that settles it. it's awesome here. you should probably move here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case you're curious, the other finalists (after pittsburgh, of course) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol start="2"&gt; &lt;li&gt; San Francisco, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Seattle, Washington &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Portland, Oregone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Philadelphia, Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Rochester, New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Washington, D.C. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; San Jose-Sunnyvale, California &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Boston, Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Madison, Wisconsin&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; so come on out and see.  it's awesome.  i told you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-6592569019977353063?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.placesrated.com/' title='home sweet home'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/6592569019977353063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=6592569019977353063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/6592569019977353063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/6592569019977353063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/Rjohss0hbWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QGjmow7M4ug/s72-c/Pittsburgh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-1852677118486206103</id><published>2007-05-02T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:20:27.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of an era</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RjkcoM0hbUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_Xj7_ra_g7U/s1600-h/April+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RjkcoM0hbUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_Xj7_ra_g7U/s320/April+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060107133289327938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today i spent the whole afternoon with stephanie, one of my students from rmu. we've been meeting together every week for the last three years, and today was our last campus minister-student outing. we went out for lunch at the spice island tea house (otherwise known as the isle of pleasure café), and then we went to the mattress factory, which is a really cool art museum on the north side. (you should come visit. we'll go.)&lt;br /&gt;i drove steph back to campus, and realized that that was the last time i'll ever have occasion to go there. i may drive through whenever i want, but as all my students are gone now, with graduation this saturday, my time there is done. it was quite strange to drive through campus and back out under the cast iron gate for the last time. it's over. weird.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure that it has hit me yet. i still have two and a half weeks left at the church, so maybe that's part of the delay. the next few weeks are going to be quite strange though. i'll try to keep you posted. that's it for now. adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-1852677118486206103?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/1852677118486206103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=1852677118486206103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1852677118486206103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/1852677118486206103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-of-era.html' title='the end of an era'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RjkcoM0hbUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_Xj7_ra_g7U/s72-c/April+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-6525262363308945164</id><published>2007-04-20T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:07:48.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>international justice mission</title><content type='html'>did you know there are 27 million slaves in the world today?  that's more than there ever were during the transatlantic slave trade.  and yet most people don't even know about it.  well, now you know.  and you should tell somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;tonight at rmu, we're having an end of the year event with a band that raises awareness for the international justice mission, an organization committed to bringing justice to people who are being oppressed in the world.  i'm in my office right now, making a few copies of the speech given by the president of ijm, gary haugen, at jubilee this year, so we can give them away at the show.  some of my students are starting a chapter of ijm on campus, and they're using this event as a kick-off.  please pray for them as they try to raise awareness for change at rmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"never doubt that a group of committed citizens can change the world.  indeed, it's the only thing that ever has."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--margaret mead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-6525262363308945164?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/6525262363308945164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=6525262363308945164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/6525262363308945164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/6525262363308945164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/04/international-justice-mission.html' title='international justice mission'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-5253318477004811159</id><published>2007-04-08T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T12:42:30.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><content type='html'>happy easter everyone!  here's a poem i love that i heard at last year's tenebrae service back home.  it's by luci shaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;judas, peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;because we are all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;betrayers, taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;silver and eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;body and blood and asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(guilty) is it i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;him say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it would be simple for us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to rush out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and hang ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if we find grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to cry and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after the voice of morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;has crowed in our ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;clearly enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to break our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;he will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to ask us each again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;do you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-5253318477004811159?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-4307557674596458205</id><published>2007-03-26T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:28:46.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it.</title><content type='html'>so, in regards to yesterday's post, i did it.  i told them.  and i only cried a little bit.  and when i sat down, the woman i was sitting with told me that while i was talking, her seven-year-old daughter whispered to her, "mommy, can we go with miss katherine?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you, riverdale.  thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-4307557674596458205?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/4307557674596458205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=4307557674596458205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/4307557674596458205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/4307557674596458205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-did-it.html' title='i did it.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-5354344579826322745</id><published>2007-03-25T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:10:12.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>making it official.  and public.  publically official.</title><content type='html'>so, in 20 minutes, i'm making an announcement at my church that i'm leaving. whoo. i'm pretty nervous about it. i'm not sure how they're going to react. this part is no fun.&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who don't know what i'm talking about, let me fill you in! a few weeks ago, i accepted a new job with the cco! in june, i'll be starting a new hybrid position as an area director/development associate. basically, that means i'll be supervising our campus staff and raising money for the central region's general fund. i'll be moving to pittsburgh this spring, and sharing space in our main office in east liberty.&lt;br /&gt;that effectively ends my employment at my current church, and so i need to tell them today. the pastor and the session know, and a few others, but this is the big "spill the beans" day to tell everyone else. it's so hard, because i've been a part of this family here for three years, and it's never been just a job to me. it's my life, and it's hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;however, i am enjoying the "certainty of call," that i know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God prepared this new job for me. and so this is what i'll do. and it will be good, because it's the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;(and for those of you who were helping me discern what i should do over the last few months, i went to erie last week, and i am more sure than ever about never moving there. ever. look what we saw!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RgaCo42C58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JRK5xhnuQe0/s1600-h/DSC01214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RgaCo42C58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JRK5xhnuQe0/s320/DSC01214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045864071480666050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inscription in front of it says, "i only have flies for you."  well, erie, i only have flies for you too.  gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-5354344579826322745?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/5354344579826322745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=5354344579826322745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5354344579826322745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5354344579826322745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/making-it-official-and-public.html' title='making it official.  and public.  publically official.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PiqJ9hmp-wM/RgaCo42C58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JRK5xhnuQe0/s72-c/DSC01214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-8505356063449788209</id><published>2007-03-15T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:01:29.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>free coffee and good news</title><content type='html'>God is good.  do you know that?  this morning something good happened that i was not expecting.  yesterday i got an email from starbucks that said they were hosting a "coffee break" this morning from 10-12, and if you came in, they'd give you a free tall drip coffee.  i don't normally go to starbucks, but i thought, "hey, free coffee!"  so i went in.&lt;br /&gt;while i was doctoring my verona blend, i ripped the plastic top.  so, i went back up to the counter to ask for another one, as i've spilled coffee in my car a few too many times already.  there was a woman at the counter, and i was surprised to see that it was one of the mothers from my after school program.  i said hello, and we started talking.&lt;br /&gt;she started to tell me how much her son loves our program, and especially that he loves his small group leader, who is one of my students at rmu.  every week when i pick him up from school, he asks me eagerly if sarah will be there today.  the first thing he is does when he gets to the church is run to her room to greet her.  this past monday when his mother picked him up, she told us that he won't be able to come anymore, because for the next few months, she's going to be travelling every monday afternoon, and she's unable to pick him up.  she was talking to his small group leader about how sad her son is that he won't be able to come, and so sarah offered to drive him home herself every week.  and now the little boy is thrilled because he loves sarah, and he gets to keep coming to our after school program.  so his mother was thanking me for having it, because it is really making a difference in his life.  the other day he said to her, "mommy, i want to give my life to Jesus."  he is nine years old.  i almost started crying, because it's not very often that i get to see how our work is really making a difference.  and she said to me, "thank you so much for doing your program, because he wouldn't have said that if it he wasn't with you."&lt;br /&gt;that little boy surrendered his life to Christ, partly because of the faithfulness of a college student, serving in the local church.  through her love and influence, he has decided to live for Jesus. this is exactly what we strive for with the cco, partnering the university with a church, transforming college students to transform the world.  this is a success story.&lt;br /&gt;my job is not like other jobs; most days it's hard to see progress, and the work is never finished.  it can go on for weeks, and even months, without visible signs of progress or improvement.  God calls for faithfulness, even when we can't see the immediate fruits of our labors.  but i feel so blessed lately, because God is being so faithful to show me where he is working, and that all my efforts have not been in vain.  he is using me, and over the last few weeks, he has allowed me to see little glimpses of his kingdom coming on earth.  and not only does he let me be part of it, he lets me see it too.   so God, thanks for free coffee, and good news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-8505356063449788209?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/8505356063449788209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=8505356063449788209' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8505356063449788209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8505356063449788209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/free-coffee-and-good-news.html' title='free coffee and good news'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-8366389070525525413</id><published>2007-03-13T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:07:25.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pittsburgh is better than everywhere else'/><title type='text'>it's a beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>it's over 70 degrees here today.  and there's not a cloud in the sky.  so i'm out of here... i'm not going to sit in my office like some sort of chump.  and caledonia... how's that flood warning workin' out for ya?  maybe at least the warm rain will melt the rest of your snowdrifts.  ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i'm never coming back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.p.s. okay maybe someday. :)  i do miss you.  just not your weather.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-8366389070525525413?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/8366389070525525413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=8366389070525525413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8366389070525525413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/8366389070525525413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-beautiful-day.html' title='it&apos;s a beautiful day!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-3807144944355724691</id><published>2007-03-09T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:17:28.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>ugh.  assessment.</title><content type='html'>i know, i know. three posts in one day. is it obvious that i'm having trouble concentrating on my assessment and retention paper? this, at least, came to my attention while i was reading the articles for the paper (if that averts any blame) from my course reader. i think it's funny. and it matches my current sentiments about the assessment process.&lt;br /&gt;"Michael Patton relates a curious but notable extra-biblical account of the origin of assessment as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And God saw everything that He made. "Behold," God said, "It is very good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And on the seventh day God rested from all His work. His archangel came then unto Him asking, "God, how do you know that what you have created is 'very good?' What are your criteria? On what data do you base your judgment? Aren't you a little close to the situation to make a fair and unbiased evaluation?" God thought about these questions all that day and His rest was greatly disturbed. On the eighth day God said, "Lucifer, go to hell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thus was evaluation born in a blaze of glory  &lt;/span&gt;(Patton 1986, 9)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts exactly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-3807144944355724691?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/3807144944355724691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=3807144944355724691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/3807144944355724691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/3807144944355724691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-i-know.html' title='ugh.  assessment.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-2166369800093878141</id><published>2007-03-09T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:05:09.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an ENFJ.  what are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; yesterday i found the results of the myers-briggs personality test i took in college in a file in my desk drawer. i had forgotten how accurate they were, and i've been thinking about it all day. here's a description of my personality type from http://www.geocities.com/lifexplore/enfj.htm. if you know me at all, you've probably seen some of this. it's a creepily accurate in a lot of ways! it even warns about some of the things my mother warns me about!&lt;br /&gt;i'm interested to know what types you are... if you know, leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENFJ - The Sage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Profile by Sandra Krebs Hirsch and Jean Kummerow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs are lively and enthusiastic facilitators who apply warmth and vision to helping people and meeting their needs. They are aware of people's aspirations and develop plans of action to make those aspirations into reality. They like organization and closure. They are at their best facilitating situations that require interpersonal sensitivity. ENFJs are tolerant and appreciative of others, seeking involvement with them in life's tasks. They are able communicators who are liberal in showing appreciation for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ children want life to be friendly, harmonious, and lively. They are responsible children because they like to please others and meet their needs. In doing for others, they usually find satisfaction for themselves. They are upset by conflict or disharmony. They are pleasant, exuberant and talkative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ teenagers are constantly on the go, participating in many, many things. They enjoy a wide variety of activities, not only for that variety but also for the action and opportunity to be with others. They love being involved with friends, clubs, and any activities that let them be with others. ENFJs are often voted most congenial or nicest person in their class. Additionally, they may serve as leaders in their school activities. As students, they are able to focus on the interpersonal spirit or nature of the school and to speak eloquently to others about the school's best values. ENFJs are likable because they notice what is good about people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As young adults, ENFJs set goals early on, both in the personal and professional realms. They follow through diligently and usually attain what they seek. Often the goals they set have to do with making society a better place for people. ENFJs may sometimes feel pulled between financial gain and spiritual gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many ENFJs take their religious and community values seriously and want others to do the same. Loyalty, commitment, and responsibility are important values to ENFJs, even as children. They often settle into organizations that have a values orientation, or they will find a spot in an organization that is centered on values or people's need. ENFJs make responsible spouses, employees, and community members. Because most ENFJs enjoy public speaking and seem to have a way with words, they are often asked to present the position of the groups to which they belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some ENFJs report that at mid-life they seek situations for themselves where it is possible for them to turn inward. This often takes a structured form such as meditation, journaling, or in some cases even career changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In retirement, they are likely to want to settle geographically in an area where they have close personal relationships and/or close personal ties to a specific organization. The relationships and values that are imprtant to the ENFJ become even more so in their retirement. Many ENFJs participate in voluntary service work in retirement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs learn best in structured situations in which they are able to talk bout the lesson and interact with their peers. Because they want their teachers to be pleased with them, they attempt to be model students. They are willing to do what is required in order to become personally recognized by their teachers. Because they take criticism personally, they can either be wounded by it or be willing to redouble their efforts in order to change the criticism. ENFJs enjoy classes that have subject matter relating to people, their needs, their aspirations, and their characterizations. Many ENFJs choose the liberal arts because it gives them an opportunity to more fully explore humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs are good students when the subject matter relates to their strong relationship values and people orientation, and when the teacher is warm and personal. They apply the necessary effort and energy to complete the tasks that they start. ENFJs also like some independent learning and projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs focused on the organization's ideals and operate within those ideals. They focus on how organizations should treat people and communicate these values to others. They enjoy leading and facilitating teams, and like to bring matters to mutually beneficial conclusions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs prefer a work setting that contains individuals focused on changing things for the betterment of others. They like an environment that is people oriented, supportive, and organized. They do their best when there is a spirit of harmony, with encouragement given for self-expression. And they like their work to be settled and orderly, but not so much so that it is dull, quiet, unchanging, or unchallenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ENFJ organizing style is to plan around the particular value or ideal and to supply the necessary energy toward its achievement or implementation. In the accomplishment of the goal, ENFJs will look at the people available and will assign tasks based on who needs the experience, the exposure, or the development. To a lesser degree, they will assign the task based on who needs the experience, the exposure, or the development. To a lesser degree, they will assign the task based purely on competency, because ENFJs feel it is more important to help others grow and develop new skills. If others have a particular deadline that needs to be met, the ENFJ will work to meet that deadline so that the other person will be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJs prefer occupations that reflect their ideals and that promote harmonious relationships with others. They tend to be attracted to occupation with a service orientation. They generally follow policies and procedures as long as those procedures are compatible with people's needs. They prefer things to be organized and decided rather than haphazard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some occupations seem to be more attractive to ENFJs: actor, clergy, consultant, counselor and therapist, designer, home economist, musician, religious worker, teacher, writer, and other occupations that allow them to be of service to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ENFJ puts relationships and responsibilities before personal leisure. Their time can be imposed upon easily; however, they need to guard against excessive responsiveness to avoid reaching overload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They particularly enjoy reading novels and seeing movies in order to see how the characters play out the life issues and questions presented in the story; it gives them an opportunity to see how others live and get along. They enjoy discussing their reading and may join book groups in order to do that. They like going to movies and plays with others and like to comment on the plot characterization. They are close observers of others' behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many ENFJs join religious or community-oriented groups whose focus is to work for better understanding between people. ENFJs like discussion and an opportunity to talk about values and philosophical topics. Many do not like activities in which there is a great deal of competition or in which someone or something could be hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the ENFJ, love means flowers, poetry, candlelight dinners --- in other words, romance with a capital R. When they first fall in love, they fall in love with an ideal perspective of what the relationship will be, and they fall deeply, head over heels. ENFJs value commitment and loyalty, and look for it from their partner. They typically enjoy activities with their partners that allow them to discuss the relationship and focus on what each person truly believes. When commitments are broken, ENFJs become upset because they see the breakup as a personal reflection on them and because they have idealized the relationship. Since they are willing to put the time and effort into the relationship, they expect it will continue on as it was from the very start. Relationships have their ups and downs; the downs, however, are particularly hard on the ENFJ, who does not manage disharmony well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When scorned, ENFJs may be resentful, spiteful, and deeply hurt. Because they are acutely aware of emotional matters they take the breakup of a relationship especially hard. They are willing to discuss the ending of the relationship with only a few others because they feel a sense of blame and shame for the relationship not working out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Profile by David Keirsey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's are outstanding leaders of groups, both task groups and growth groups. They have the charming characteristic of seeming to take for granted that they will be followed, never doubting that people will want to do what they suggest. And, more often than not, people do, because this type has unusual charisma. ENFJ's place a high value on cooperation from others and are most willing to cooperate themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Found in only 5 percent of the general population, ENFJ's place people as being of highest importance and priority. As a result, ENFJ's may find themselves feeling responsible for the feelings of others to an extent which places a burden on the relationship. An ENFJ communicates caring, concern, and a willingness to become involved. Thus people turn to ENFJ's for nurture and support, which an ENFJ is usually able to deliver. At times, however, these kinds of demands can overwhelm ENFJ's, who find at this point that they lack the skills to dissociate. ENFJ's do not seem able to turn away from these demands even when they become unreasonable. Or, if forced to let go of the burden through sheer unavailability of time or energy, ENFJ's experience a guilt all out of proportion to the realities of the commitment made to the relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's are especially vulnerable to idealizing interpersonal relationships, raising these relationships to a plane which seldom can sustain the realities of human nature. Because of this tendency to raise interpersonal relations to the ideal, ENFJ's may unwittingly overpower their friends, who believe that they cannot possibly live up to an ENFJ's perception of them. The fact is, ENFJ's are extraordinarily tolerant of others, seldom critical, and always trustworthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's take communication for granted and believe that they are understood and that their communications are accepted. Just as they themselves are accepting, so do they assume that others are the same. When ENFJ's find that their position or beliefs were not comprehended or accepted, they are surprised, puzzled, and sometimes hurt. Fortunately, this does not happen with high frequency, as ENFJ's have a remarkable fluency with language, especially in speech; they are particularly adept when communicating face-to-face as opposed to communicating in writing. They are influential, therefore, in groups, having no hesitation about speaking out, no matter how large or small the group may be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's have an unusual ability to relate to others with empathy, taking into themselves the characteristics, emotions, and beliefs of others. This can pose a danger for ENFJ's because they can unconsciously over-identify with others and pick up their burdens as if they were their own. In the process, ENFJ's may risk their own sense of identity. They have a natural ability to mimic because of this highly developed ability to empathize by introjection. They are likely to be very concerned about the problems of those close to them, but they also may get as deeply involved in the problems of those not so close and may find themselves over-extended emotionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's would do well to follow their hunches, for their intuition tends to be well developed. Decisions made purely on the basis of logic may not be so sound, and checking with a person who has a strong T preference might be at times advisable for the ENFJ. In the framework of values, however, the ENFJ is on certain ground. Generally, they know what they prefer and can read other people with outstanding accuracy. Seldom is an ENFJ wrong about the motivations or intent of another, hidden or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This longing for the perfect carries over into the careers of ENFJ's, who experience some degree of restlessness whatever their jobs. And, as with ENFP's, ENFJ's have a wide range of occupations which offer success. Being verbally adept, ENFJ's contribute to an unusual level when dealing with people, particularly face-to-face; the media, the ministry, and the stage and screen are populated with successful ENFJ's. They make superior therapists, charismatic teachers, excellent executives, and personalized salespersons. Areas that would not permit utilization of the interactional talents of ENFJ's for example, accounting, should be avoided; otherwise, almost any people-to-people occupation where personal, sustained contact is involved capitalizes on the personality of an ENFJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ'S like to have things settled and organized. They prefer to plan both work and social engagements ahead and tend to be absolutely reliable in honoring these commitments. ENFJ's are very much at home in complex situations which require the juggling of much data. At the same time, they can handle people with charm and concern. ENFJ's are usually popular wherever they are. Their ability to be comfortable either leading or following makes them easy to have around, whatever the situation. A well-developed ENFJ group leader can provide, almost endlessly, activities for groups to engage in with almost no preplanning and can find adequate roles for members of the group to play. In some, this can amount to genius which other types find hard to emulate. In this ability to organize without planning there is a certain similarity to an ESFJ, but the latter acts more as a master of ceremonies than as a leader of groups. The ESFJ is more of a recreational leader, who insures that each member has fun at a party and that the right things are expressed at social occasions, especially institutional social occasions such as weddings, funerals parties, and the like. ENFJ's, just like the ESFJ's, value harmonious human relations above all else; but ENFJ's are not so easily crushed by indifference as are ESFJ's and are more independent of other's valuations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ's are socially adept and make excellent companions and mates. They also are deeply devoted to their children, yet tend not to be domineering to either the children or mate. In fact, the ENFJ is so even-tempered that he or she can be victimized by a mate who might have become more and more demanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ENFJ mates always try to please and feel personally responsible when home life does not go smoothly. They are tireless in their efforts to see that it does, providing generously from available income, time, and energy. This dedication often exists, however, side by side with an ENFJ's dream of the perfect relationship-a characteristic of all NF's, but one which is particularly strong in an ENFJ. Thus an ENFJ has that longing for the ideal that results in a vague dissatisfaction with whatever is in the way of relationships, mating as well as friendships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Midlife&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At midlife, ENFJ's might want to expand their capabilities toward introverted activities such as reading, gardening, painting. They also may want to increase their sensitivity to classical music, subtleties of fine foods and beverages, beginning to develop ever-increasing discriminations of fineness among fine things. Already likely to be a gourmet, an ENFJ might become a connoisseur art collector, for example, or an expert of medieval tapestries. Also, the development further of intellectual capabilities might interest ENFJ's at midlife, perhaps taking the direction of formal study. ENFJ's have the ability to appreciate both people and nature, and more time spent in travel might be gratifying, particularly if this was used as an opportunity to collect works of art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mates&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who can complement this growth-catalyst? The opposite on the S side is ISTP, the "artisan." It is not difficult to see how the teacher inherent in the ENFJ would want to "bring out" the craftsman in the ISTP. The artisan, however, has another side to his nature that pops up occasionally and in some cases is a life theme: adventure and exploration. The ISTP can, so to speak, be wayward, take off for parts unknown. It is difficult to imagine a similar desire on the part of the ENFJ to bring out adventuresomeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ENFJ, on the intuitive side, finds the INTP attractive. Now here is a splendid target for our catalyst, for beneath the cool, collected, detached, and doubting exterior lies an architect of buildings, machines, tools, operations, tactics, languages, mathematics, or whatever can be designed. If, that is, this latently capable designer can be "activated" or "brought out".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-2166369800093878141?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/2166369800093878141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=2166369800093878141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/2166369800093878141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/2166369800093878141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-enfj-what-are-you.html' title='i&apos;m an ENFJ.  what are you?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-7011344147053558952</id><published>2007-03-09T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T15:32:03.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK!!!  sort of.</title><content type='html'>hey, calvin friends!   remember when we were in college and we used to drive through campus, honking the horn, hanging out the windows, and yelling, "SPRING BREAK!" at the top of our lungs?  remember how it was usually november when we did that?  good times.&lt;br /&gt;well, it is spring break around these parts this week, and it's nothing to drive around honking and yelling about.  see, it's only spring break for two of the schools i'm associated with, and not for the kids at church.  thus, i'm not on spring break.  i am enjoying a slower week, and being able to participate in a few activities that i normally don't have as much time for, like having coffee with people from church, helping with beach project interviews, writing a handbook for student ministries here, and going to pittsburgh youth network west quadrant meetings.  i'm also supposed to have time to do things like write papers for my assessment and retention class.  or, blog!  yay!&lt;br /&gt;really though, i oughta get to that paper.  if you have any input on the following topic, please send it my way:&lt;br /&gt;"A senior offical at your institution has asked you to develop a "white paper" for discussion at next month's faculty meeting that explores a compelling rationale for assessment, including comment about first steps for an assessmenet program at the institutional, departmental, and general education levels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, nobody can help?  i didn't think so.  alright, back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-7011344147053558952?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/7011344147053558952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=7011344147053558952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7011344147053558952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/7011344147053558952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-break-sort-of.html' title='SPRING BREAK!!!  sort of.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-5547044419247613757</id><published>2007-02-28T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:55:36.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penny'/><title type='text'>so speedy!</title><content type='html'>penny was a due for an oil change, so i just took her in to the valvoline place by my work.  i walked in at 2:35, sat down to read my book, and was interrupted moments later because they were finished.  FINISHED!  i drove out of the lot at 2:40!  and they apologized that i didn't get to read more of my book.  incredible.  i realize i could learn how to change the oil myself, but i guarantee you it would take longer than five minutes.  those guys are good.  and they refilled my windshield wiper fluid.  that's worth $33 to me anyday.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate good customer service, and i'll pay for it too.  thank you, valvoline.  thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-5547044419247613757?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/5547044419247613757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=5547044419247613757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5547044419247613757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/5547044419247613757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-speedy.html' title='so speedy!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-184125485354660457</id><published>2007-02-27T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:50:26.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>true or false</title><content type='html'>1. I am interested in a career in research.&lt;br /&gt;___ True&lt;br /&gt;_X_ FALSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I know how to write a good survey.&lt;br /&gt;___ True&lt;br /&gt;_X_ FALSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it turns out that creating a survey for my higher ed research class is a lot harder than i imagined.  it's difficult to ask the right questions to find out what i want to know.  i guess part of my problem is that i'm not exactly sure what i want to know.  meanwhile, my survey is twice as long as it's supposed to be, and i'm not sure it would even get me the results i want!  and so, naturally, i've chosen the ever-popular technique of distraction.  unfortunately, i've gotta get back to it... it's due in a few short hours.  wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-184125485354660457?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/184125485354660457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=184125485354660457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/184125485354660457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/184125485354660457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-or-false.html' title='true or false'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-153986354649633574</id><published>2007-02-12T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T18:38:51.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a morning resolve</title><content type='html'>so i went to this church once, and at the end of the service, they read this prayer.  i really liked it, and i took a copy of it when i left.  i'm going to post it.  maybe you'll like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try this day to live a simple, sincere life, repelling promptly every thought of discontent, anxiety, discouragement, impurity, and self-seeking;&lt;br /&gt;cultivating cheerfulness, magnanimity, charity, and the habit of holy silence;&lt;br /&gt;excercising economy in expenditure, generosity in giving, carefulness in conversation, diligence in appointed service, fidelity to every trust, and a childlike faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;in particular i will try to be faithful in those habits of prayer, work, study, physical excercise, eating, and sleep that i believe the Holy Spirit has shown me to be right.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as i cannot in my own strength do this, nor even with a hope of success attempt it&lt;/span&gt;, i look to thee, O Lord God my Father, in Jesus my Savior, and ask for the gift of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-153986354649633574?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/153986354649633574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=153986354649633574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/153986354649633574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/153986354649633574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/02/morning-resolve.html' title='a morning resolve'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-1175096488795052994</id><published>2007-02-11T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:33:44.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new look!</title><content type='html'>so, what do you think of my new template? i like the new color scheme.  i've finally mastered blogger. i own it. or at least, i've succeeded in navigating the new model, and i've added some things i've been trying to add for ages. (becky, thanks for offering to help! i like this new way... it's easier than messing with the template!) and the picture is from the summer, and no, i'm not that tan anymore. or that blonde. but it's the arctic winter these days, and nothing can be done about it.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm finishing up here at the office for the day. i'll be heading home to relax and catch up on some sleep i missed last night. but, it was time well spent, celebrating ms. gormley's birthday, eating cake made from scratch (?!who does that?!?!) and playing settlers. which i won. also, i spent some time with some beach students this weekend, which was wonderful and particularly helpful for clarifying some things in my life. so, thanks, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;check back later this week for further updates.  see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-1175096488795052994?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-117063910475044430</id><published>2007-02-04T20:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:31:44.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>superbowl XLI</title><content type='html'>i hope the colts win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-117063910475044430?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/117063910475044430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=117063910475044430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/117063910475044430'/><link rel='self' 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sleepy, as i had to drive back up to my house after too brief a nap at andrew's to be ready to speak in church at ten.  but it was worth it.  i might write more later, but if we're honest with ourselves, i think we both know that won't happen.  i'm a terrible blogger.  but fyi, that's what i did last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116939997830221266?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116939997830221266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116939997830221266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116939997830221266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5648/1360/320/351648/February%207%20059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me and my friend jonathan.  this is his blog: www.jryskamp.wordpress.com.  it's better than mine.  he's in nigeria right now, and then he's going to uganda.  go read about it.  it's good.  i'm so excited for him... it sounds amazing, and he is doing good work. go look.  go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116897605660888070?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116897605660888070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116897605660888070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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lately.  i went home to michigan and saw a lot of you, which was lovely and just what i needed.  then i went to wild wonderful west virginia for school for a week, where i stayed in a cabin and saw lots of deer and christmas lights.  and now i'm back to work, trying to get back in the swing of things around here.  there's really a lot going on in my life and in my head.  i'm responding to the unknown by praying and blowing bubbles in my office.  it's pretty effective so far.  if you'd like a more personal relation of my current events, call me.  this is not the time or the place for it.  in the meantime, i'd like to share this with you:&lt;br /&gt;The World According to Student Bloopers&lt;br /&gt;compiled by Richard Lederer at St. Paul's School&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy of my little sister)&lt;br /&gt;One of the fringe benefits of being an English or History teacher is receiving the occasional jewel of a student blooper in an essay.  I have pasted together the following "history" of the world from certifiably genuine student bloopers collected by teachers throughout the United States, from eighth grade through college level. Read carefully, and you will learn a lot.&lt;br /&gt;The inhabitants of ancient Egypt were called mummies.  They lived in the Sarah Dessert and traveled by Camelot.  The climate of the Sarah is such that the inhabitants have to live elsewhere, so certain areas of the dessert are cultivated by irritation.  The Pramids are a range of mountains between France and Spain.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is full of interesting caricatures.  In the first book of the Bible, Guinesses, Adam and Eve were created from an apple tree.  One of their children, Cain, once asked, "Am I my brother's son?"  God asked Abraham to sacrifice Isaac on Mount Montezuma.  Jacob, son of Isaac, stole his brother's birthmark.  Jacob was a patriarch who brought up his twelve sons to be patriarchs, but they did not take to it.  One of Jacob's sons, Joseph, gave refuse to the Israelites.&lt;br /&gt;Pharoah forced the Hebrew slaves to make bread without straw.  Moses led them to the Red Sea, where they made unleavened bread, which is bread made without any ingredients.  Afterwards, Moses went up on Mount Cyanide to get the ten commandments.  David was a Hebrew king skilled at playing the liar.  He fought with the Philatelists, a race of people who lived in Biblical times.  Solomon, one of David's sons, had 500 wives and 500 porcupines.&lt;br /&gt;Without the Greeks we wouldn't have history.  The Greeks invented three kinds of columns--Corinithian, Doric, and Ironic.  They also had myths.  A myth is a female moth.  One myth says that the mother of Achilles dipped him in the River Stynx until he became intolerable.  Achilles appears in the Iliad, by Homer.  Homer also wrote The Oddity, in which Penelope was the last hardship that Ulysses endured on his journey.  Actually, Homer was not written by Homer but by another man of that name.&lt;br /&gt;Socrates was a famous Greek teacher who went around giving people advice.  They killed him.  Socrates died from an overdose of wedlock.&lt;br /&gt;The Renaissance was an age in which more individuals felt the value of their human being.  Martin Luther was nailed to the church door at Wittenberg for selling papal indulgences.  He died a horrible death, being excommunicated by a bull.  It was the painter Donatello's interest in the female nude that made him the father of the Renaissance.  It was an age of great inventions and discoveries.  Gutenberg invented the Bible.  Sir Walter Raleigh is a historical figure because he invented cigarettes.  Another important invention was the circulation of blood.  Sir Francis Drake circumcised the world with a 100-foot clipper.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Middle Ages.  King Alfred conquered the Danes, King Arthur lived in the Age of Shivery, King Harold mustarded his troups before the Battle of Hastings, Joan of Arc was cannonized by Bernard Shaw, and victims of the Black Death grew boobs on their necks.  Finally, Magna Carta provided that no free man should be hanged twice for the same offense.&lt;br /&gt;During the Renaissance America began.  Christopher Columbus was a great navigator who discovered America by cursing about the Atlantic.  His ships were called the Nina, the Pinta, and the Santa Fe.  Later, the Pilgrims crossed the Ocean, and this was known as Pilgrim's Progress.&lt;br /&gt;George Washington married Martha Curtis and in due time became the Father of Our Country.  Then the Constitution of the United States was adopted to secure domestic hostility.  Under the Constitution, the people enjoyed the right to keep bare arms.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln became America's greatest Precedent.  Lincoln's mother died in infancy, and he was born in a log cabin which he built with his own hands.  When Lincoln was President, he wore only a tall silk hat.  He said, "In onion there is strength."  Abraham Lincoln wrote the Gettysburg Address while traveling from Washington to Gettysburg on the back of an envelope.  On the night of April 14, 1865, Lincoln went to the theater and got shot in his seat by one of the actors in a moving picture show.  The believed assassinator was John Wilkes Booth, a supposingly insane actor.  This ruined Booth's career.&lt;br /&gt;The sun never set on the British empire because the British empire is in the East and the sun sets in the West.  Queen Victoria was the longest queen.  She sat on a thorn for 63 years.  Her reclining years and finally the end of her life were exemplatory of a great personality.  Her death was the final event which ended her reign.&lt;br /&gt;The nineteenth century was a time of many great inventions and thoughts.  The invention of the steam boat caused a network of rivers to spring up.  Cyrus McCormick invented the McCormick raper, which did the work of a hundred men.  Samuel Morse invented a code of telepathy.  Louis Pasteur invented a cure for rabbis.  Charles Darwin was a naturalist who wrote the Organ of Species.  Madman Curie discovered radium.  And Karl Marx became one of the Marx brothers.  &lt;br /&gt;The First World War, caused by the assassination of the Arch-Duck by a surf, ushered in a new error in the anals of human history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116846112818982217?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116846112818982217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116846112818982217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116846112818982217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116846112818982217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2007/01/um-im-sorry.html' title='um, i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116665434572367905</id><published>2006-12-20T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:43:26.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a christmas wish list</title><content type='html'>though i feel safe betting that most people have, unlike me, finished their christmas shopping so late in the game, by smam's suggestion, here is a post about some christmas gifts i would like to receive:&lt;br /&gt;1. regina spektor's new album: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;begin to hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the office&lt;/span&gt;, any/all seasons of the american version&lt;br /&gt;3. books by bill bryson, but i've already received &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;english: the mother tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the a&amp;e version of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pride and prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;settlers of catan&lt;/span&gt; and the expansion pack for 5-6 players&lt;br /&gt;6. postsecret books&lt;br /&gt;7. target gift cards are always appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i'm going to write now.  at the moment, i've forgotten most other things i've asked for, though i'm sure i'll be thrilled to remember when i receive them this weekend.  (all that to say, if you bought me something and are now worried because i didn't list it here, don't be worried.  i'm easy to please... i'm sure i'll love it!)  in review, i am not finished with my christmas shopping, and am hoping to invite suggestions from your wish lists by giving you mine.  pathetic, i know.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm headed off to get into the christmas spirit by attending one of my favorite seasonal services at a nearby church.  merry christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116665434572367905?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116665434572367905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116665434572367905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116665434572367905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116665434572367905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-wish-list.html' title='a christmas wish list'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116603520026905549</id><published>2006-12-13T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:40:00.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>absolution</title><content type='html'>yesterday at the geneva HED christmas party, we played a game of sorts, which i won.  i received a package that included the following variety of green and white items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--whitening toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;--whitening gum&lt;br /&gt;--whitening tooth-covering apparatus&lt;br /&gt;--dental floss (the kind that is suspended on a wish-bone like structure)&lt;br /&gt;--gum-pickers&lt;br /&gt;--an electric toothbrush designed for children that has a dolphin on it.  my professor commented that it is a "porpoise driven life" toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at this point i started to sense a theme, and got a little self-conscious about my teeth.  however, as the game was not rigged, i was forced to conclude that this collection of items was not intended to spur me, personally, on towards better dental hygiene.)  the following items were non-tooth related:&lt;br /&gt;--12-pack of sprite&lt;br /&gt;--geneva college watch&lt;br /&gt;and my personal favorite:&lt;br /&gt;--"wash away your sins towlettes."  the packaging claims that they are "heavenly scented," "handy, reliable," and contain an "anti-bacterial formula that kills sins on contact."  the back of the package gives directions for "righting your wrongs with a wipe!"&lt;br /&gt;1. remove moist towlette&lt;br /&gt;2. devoutly wipe away wrong-doing&lt;br /&gt;3. spot-check for stubborn guilt&lt;br /&gt;4. wipe again as needed&lt;br /&gt;5. discard sins in waste receptacle&lt;br /&gt;6. go forth purified &amp; moisturized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic.  i'm saving those for next time i do something really bad.  it's kind of like a get-out-of-jail-free card.  may you all be so lucky this christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116603520026905549?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116603520026905549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116603520026905549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116603520026905549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116603520026905549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/12/absolution.html' title='absolution'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116585984735850178</id><published>2006-12-11T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:57:27.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all right, all right, i know</title><content type='html'>i know i haven't posted.  but i have nothing to say.  feel free to suggest a topic you're interested in hearing about, and i will consider updating you on the subject.  or i might ignore you.  i can do what i want.  this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now that i've scared off all my reader(s), i'll sleep better knowing that at least you're not checking back and getting disappointed.  happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116585984735850178?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116585984735850178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116585984735850178' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116585984735850178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116585984735850178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-right-all-right-i-know.html' title='all right, all right, i know'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116413702862777978</id><published>2006-11-21T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T14:26:18.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, this thing is BORING these days.  the truth is, i've been quite busy, and unable (unwilling?) to take the time to update it.  my apologies to those of you who depend on my blog for an up-to-date snapshot of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i've been participating in the following activities, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;-learning arabic&lt;br /&gt;-reading books&lt;br /&gt;-doing dishes&lt;br /&gt;-making presentations in class&lt;br /&gt;-contemplating "the next step" in a number of different life-areas&lt;br /&gt;-transforming college students to transform the world&lt;br /&gt;-writing emails&lt;br /&gt;-wasting time on facebook&lt;br /&gt;-packing to go home&lt;br /&gt;-hanging out at borders reading books by bill bryson&lt;br /&gt;-double-dating&lt;br /&gt;-reading &lt;a href="www.betsyland.blogspot.com"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="www.natehibma.com/blog"&gt;people's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="www.bexala.blogspot.com"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt; and being comforted by their failure to update&lt;br /&gt;-playing with small children, of whom this one is a favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5648/1360/1600/565397/DSC01069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5648/1360/320/848691/DSC01069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't get better than that.  look at that toothless grin.  a-dor-a-ble.&lt;br /&gt;all right, folks, that's all the time we have.  back to work for a few more hours, then home to pack!  whoever thought it would be a good idea to fly home tomorrow, on the busiest travel day of the year, was kind of stupid.  and the person who decided to make that flight for 7:20 a.m., requiring her to arrive at the airport at six, was even stupider.  and the person who decided to carpool with her boyfriend, whose flight was EVEN EARLIER, was stupider yet.  sigh.  hindsight is 20/20.&lt;br /&gt;happy thanksgiving, y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116413702862777978?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116413702862777978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116413702862777978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116413702862777978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116413702862777978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow-this-thing-is-boring-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116258943002208574</id><published>2006-11-03T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:30:30.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pierogies</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.  please enjoy this excerpt from today's pittsburgh post-gazette.  it's an article about a competition for the pierogie capital of the world.  pittsburgh lost to buffalo, ny due to a poor showing of spirit.  a spokesperson for the mayor of pittsburgh made the following comment: "at least we're still the city of trees, bridges, intelligent children and good looking and talented women."  and to show there are no hard feelings, he's issued an invite to buffalo officials.  "they can come down and eat pierogies and look at our super bowl trophy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116258943002208574?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116258943002208574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116258943002208574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116258943002208574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116258943002208574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/11/pierogies.html' title='pierogies'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116120395868791343</id><published>2006-10-18T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:39:18.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back at it</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i got sick of looking at my last post, with the no comments.  boooring.  so, here's a quick update on me:&lt;br /&gt;i went to g-rap last week.  thanks to everyone for a great time.  i got to spend lots of time with my family, including a shopping-for-birthday-present-for-my-dad trip to dick's sporting goods.  i went with my older sister, in search of something that i can no longer name and also some waders.  we were in the hunting and fishing section (where i *clearly* don't belong), and i felt more than a little out of place.  while being eyed by the employees and other patrons, sarah and i started singing the "one of these things is not like the others" song to amuse ourselves.  however, she did in fact know exactly what we were looking for, and with a little help from the store clerk, we successfully purchased what turned out to be the wrong kind of waders.  oh well.  it was an adventure, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;i also got to see a bunch of friends and learn how to play texas hold 'em, which i am awesome at.  it was lovely to see you all.  and i had such a good time (as always) that i didn't get quite enough sleep and had to pull over and take a lil nap in a meijer parking lot about an hour east of grand rapids.  luckily, i didn't die at all, and am back in pa getting back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go now so that i can study a bit more before my arabic class.  that's right, i'm taking arabic.  for free.  at bobby mo.  masaa al khair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116120395868791343?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116120395868791343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116120395868791343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116120395868791343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116120395868791343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-at-it.html' title='back at it'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-116040867689636902</id><published>2006-10-09T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:44:36.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone sick of the birthday shout-outs yet?</title><content type='html'>i hope not.  because here's yet another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dutchman is 25 today.  we're getting old, j.  luckily, i'm nearly a year behind you.  you'll be old WaaaaaaY before me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not very nice though... what i really meant to say was happy birthday, and i can't wait to see you, and i'm sorry i missed the party.  and remember when we went to fridays for your 21st (because you were WaaaaaY older than the rest of us, and we couldn't go anywhere else?)?  somewhere i have a picture of you saying grace over your khalua.  good times.  anyway, hope the quarter-century celebration is beyond your wildest dreams.  i heart you, j.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's all.  back to work.  see you soon!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-116040867689636902?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/116040867689636902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=116040867689636902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116040867689636902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/116040867689636902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/10/anyone-sick-of-birthday-shout-outs-yet.html' title='anyone sick of the birthday shout-outs yet?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115990133312992840</id><published>2006-10-03T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:48:53.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nifty nifty daddy's fifty</title><content type='html'>today is my dad's 50th birthday!  hooray!  i was waiting to call him after work because i thought he'd be busy at the office, but then he sent me an email with this picture attached.  my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/2006_0818Image0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/2006_0818Image0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, daddy.  i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115990133312992840?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115990133312992840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115990133312992840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115990133312992840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115990133312992840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/10/nifty-nifty-daddys-fifty.html' title='nifty nifty daddy&apos;s fifty'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115946273900938297</id><published>2006-09-28T12:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:14:44.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>be jealous of me.  do it.</title><content type='html'>guess what i'm doing on saturday night.  for free, on geneva college.  maybe this will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/tobias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/tobias.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not having an arrested development marathon, though that would be fun.  i am going to see the blue man group!  hoooray!  i've always wanted to see them, since i've been intrigued by them (slash freaked out) since i first heard of them.  and then when sarah fuller called to see if i'd like to go for free, i accepted heartily.  so be jealous of me.  do it.  ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115946273900938297?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115946273900938297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115946273900938297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115946273900938297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115946273900938297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/09/be-jealous-of-me-do-it_28.html' title='be jealous of me.  do it.'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115869805489373216</id><published>2006-09-19T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:02:57.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cars and safari wildlife</title><content type='html'>okay folks, here it is.  the promised update involving cars and elephants.  after a week of fighting with the "upload photos" page on blogger, i have prevailed.  enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;scene: last week thursday, 8:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;khadija, fuller and i left my apartment on our way to staff seminar in khadija's car.&lt;br /&gt;8:57 a.m.: the "service engine soon" light came on.  we began debating over how soon "soon" meant, as we were on our way to ligonier, still an hour's drive from our current locale.  also, it was important that we arrive on time, as all three of us had meetings at 10:30.  since we were too far to turn around and get fuller's car, we started making phone calls to switch cars with a benevolent friend in the city.  we had convinced k-ho to do so, and had arranged to meet her in east liberty.&lt;br /&gt;9:07 a.m.: we were nearing oakland when we discovered that the "soon" in "service engine soon" really meant "now."  the car's engine starting revving and roaring angrily, and refused to shift.  we were now travelling at a speed no greater than 26 mph on the highway, miles and miles from east lib and the promised car switching.  we put on the flashers, which merely induced people to honk their horns furiously and give us horribly dirty looks.&lt;br /&gt;9:12 a.m.: luckily, feffer, who lives just minutes from where we were, returned our call just then.  he agreed to help us, and we headed over to his house.&lt;br /&gt;9:18 a.m.: feffer's car was not up the challenge of driving to ligonier, due to a lack of sideview mirrors and questionable tires.  however, he did agree to drive us over to kristin so we could take her car.  so, we pulled all our suitcases out of d's car and huddled on the porch to get out of the rain.  (it was raining.  of course.)  9:20 a.m.: feffer informed us that before he could drive us to the east end, he'd have to change his tire.  awesome.&lt;br /&gt;9:32 a.m.: a coworker called and told us she was planning to leave the city for ligonier in an hour, and we were welcome to catch a ride with her.  we made plans to meet her at our main office.&lt;br /&gt;9:35 a.m.: feffer finished changing the tire.  we loaded our things into the trunk of his car.  as i slammed it shut, khadija decided to try to grab something out of the trunk, and it hit her squarely on the top of the head.  she was not happy with me.  but, we got in the car and drove to the office.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm going to quit the play-by-play here.  it's getting a little long, and honestly, the next part of the journey was successfully uneventful.)&lt;br /&gt;12:22 a.m.: nearly four hours after leaving my apartment, we arrived at staff seminar.  we were two hours late, effectively missing all our meetings.&lt;br /&gt;9:45 p.m.: we decide to go out to joe's bar and taxidermy museum, a veritable wonder of small-town america.  this place is exactly what it sounds like.  it has been around for a long time, evidenced by the animals it contains that are quite illegal to hunt due to the modern-day poaching laws.  it contains nearly every mammal you might find at a zoo, including, but not limited to, lions, tigers, and bears, oh my.  there is also a rhinoceros, a giraffe, and heaven forbid, an elephant.  if you don't believe me, see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;**bonus e-props to whoever can identify the mystery animal in the last photo.  (not the jackalope, the other one.)  hint: it is not bigfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/DSC00930.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/DSC00930.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/DSC00926.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/DSC00926.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/DSC00923.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/DSC00923.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/DSC00933.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/DSC00933.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115869805489373216?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115869805489373216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115869805489373216' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115869805489373216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115869805489373216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/09/cars-and-safari-wildlife.html' title='cars and safari wildlife'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115851069591668874</id><published>2006-09-17T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:31:35.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthdays y'all</title><content type='html'>birthday shout-outs to dear friends near and far, in order of occurance in the last week:&lt;br /&gt;emily (venn) vanjacobs&lt;br /&gt;jonathan dugan&lt;br /&gt;katie tarara&lt;br /&gt;anya lê&lt;br /&gt;becky noricks&lt;br /&gt;khadija garrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love to all.&lt;br /&gt;weekend update to follow, with many amusing anecdotes involving cars and elephants.  just you wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115851069591668874?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115851069591668874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115851069591668874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115851069591668874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115851069591668874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthdays-yall.html' title='happy birthdays y&apos;all'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115749080927096260</id><published>2006-09-05T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:17:31.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>newsflashes</title><content type='html'>weekend developments:&lt;br /&gt;i received simultaneous phone calls from two friends on saturday to let me know they are both engaged.  incredible.  (and congrats again, betsy (and nathan) and melissa (and jason)!)&lt;br /&gt;though i never audibly heard it, i spent the day yesterday with "labor day" by the black eyed peas in my head.  "we're gonna celebrate... cuz it's a holiday.  i don't work today, or the next three days..."  classic.  i did celebrate yesterday, by hosting a small gathering for general merriment at my place of residence.  we did not have access to a grill for the traditional labor day cook-out, but we did make bocas on my stove.&lt;br /&gt;while shopping for labor day "kitchen picnic" foods, i learned how to select cantaloupes.  khadija and i chose a good one.  sweet.  orange.  smelled like melon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/the-office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/the-office.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also watched a few episodes of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the office&lt;/span&gt;.  it is awesome.  really.  do yourself a favor and check it out.  i can't believe i'm so late jumping on the dunder-mifflin bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;that's all, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115749080927096260?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115749080927096260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115749080927096260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115749080927096260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115749080927096260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/09/newsflashes.html' title='newsflashes'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115705290602951399</id><published>2006-08-31T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:36:38.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmares</title><content type='html'>i think i'm a little stressed out about the after-school program i'm starting at church in a few weeks.  there is still a lot to do, and the time is flying by.  last night i had a horrible dream that it was the first day, and i wasn't ready.  i was trying to change my clothes in the bathroom in order to look more professional (feeling inappropriately dressed i think is typically a sign that you're feeling unprepared), but it was taking too long.  all the parents and kids were there, and i wasn't ready.  my pastor had to start the program for me, and i had to sneak in late.  then i was trying to introduce myself and tell everyone where to go so we could get started, but no one was listening to me.  it was chaotic and horrifying.  i realized that i didn't have enough volunteers and we didn't have anything copied and there were no games planned, and i freaked out.  it was awful.  then i woke up.  so if you think of it, please pray for me.  i need some help.&lt;br /&gt;that's about all i have time for right now, because if i don't get back to work, my wildest and most terrible dreams will come true.  eek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115705290602951399?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115705290602951399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115705290602951399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115705290602951399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115705290602951399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/08/nightmares.html' title='nightmares'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115635051026580964</id><published>2006-08-23T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:28:30.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hootie</title><content type='html'>i got an email today that said i get two free tickets to hootie and the blowfish, no purchase necessary, no further obligations.  i'm not even sure if i want to go.  i haven't listened to hootie and the blowfish since eighth grade.  but i've got tickets!    if you want them, make me an offer.&lt;br /&gt;today is a big day!  i get to go hang out with lizz, one of my beach project students, this afternoon in the city.  she just got back from ooooooooooklahoma.  then i'm having dinner with becky, fellow beach project staff, and then i'm picking up my montannie annie at the greyhound station!  she's staying with me til friday before she heads up to nyu for law school.  smarty pants.&lt;br /&gt;right now though, i'm still at work.  adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115635051026580964?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115635051026580964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115635051026580964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115635051026580964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115635051026580964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/08/hootie.html' title='hootie'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115601291107907373</id><published>2006-08-19T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T14:41:51.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>updatesmas</title><content type='html'>breaking news... there are episodes of friends i've never seen.  whoa.  in order to rectify this, khadija and i went to target yesterday and purchased season 5 with my birthday money.  this will hopefully fill in the gaps in my repertoire.  (ruth, how could we have let this happen??  how could we have missed the one with the yeti?)&lt;br /&gt;other disheartening news: my tan has faded to 52% of its original potency, despite regular moisturizing.  disappointing.  pennsylvania, boo.&lt;br /&gt;okay.  i've been here since 8:30.  we had a community day today... everything was free!  it started to rain now though, which effectively ends any sort of yard-selling function.  so, i'm out.  adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115601291107907373?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115601291107907373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115601291107907373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115601291107907373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115601291107907373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/08/updatesmas.html' title='updatesmas'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115566743448196980</id><published>2006-08-15T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T14:43:54.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back at it</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i'm currently in my office at church, officially back to work.  i'm giving being back in pittsburgh mixed reviews.  i'm coming off such a wonderful experience at the beach project (i love and miss you all), and the transition period has been only so-so.  feel free to call for a more detailed explanation.&lt;br /&gt;in other news, my apartment is more organized than ever.  my new roommate emily is wonderful, and she's really making some vast improvements.  i'm figuring out where everything goes again, and soon i'll be able to put away all the dishes without help.  hooray!&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.  my ninth graders are knocking at my door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115566743448196980?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115566743448196980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115566743448196980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115566743448196980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115566743448196980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-at-it.html' title='back at it'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115444893892374067</id><published>2006-08-01T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T12:16:03.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last week.  boo...</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.  this is our last week of the project.  i'm pretty sad about it, but i don't want to waste any time writing about it now.  so, here's a picture of everybody!  everybody!  enjoy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/everybody.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/everybody.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115444893892374067?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115444893892374067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115444893892374067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115444893892374067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115444893892374067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-week-boo.html' title='last week.  boo...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115376357235388708</id><published>2006-07-24T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:52:52.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a luau!</title><content type='html'>hello all!  i've just returned from a weekend in grand rapids to celebrate my parents' 30th anniversary, as well as both of their 50th birthdays.  it was a wonderful time.  we had a luau and i got to see a lot of family, friends, and supporters.  there were leis, a lê, and mai tais!  i'm really glad i got to spend this weekend with my family. (thanks again for flying me home, mom and dad!)  i also had a little walk down memory lane, reliving my childhood as i showed chris my old stomping grounds.  we went to the house where i grew up and looked at my forts and my alfalfa field where i used to go snowmobiling and the place where i crashed my bike.  then i took him to all my old schools, from preschool through college, and we played on the merry-go-round and walked around campus and had a lovely day.  i'd like to tell you more right now, but lizz and i are ready to go to the beach again now.  feel free to call for a better update, but please not during the day cause i'm fresh out of minutes until august first.  thanks y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115376357235388708?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115376357235388708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115376357235388708' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115376357235388708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115376357235388708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/07/luau.html' title='a luau!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115310165088888297</id><published>2006-07-16T21:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:00:50.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy days</title><content type='html'>hello all.  just a quick update.  first of all, thanks to all for the birthday wishes! sorry i missed most of your calls.  i was out and about.  :) it was one of my favorite birthdays ever.  on friday night, we had a birthday dinner at the house, with a total of 39 people, which was craziness.  the candles on my cake blew themselves out before they got to me, but i've had two more chances already.  (birthday week 2.0 commences!)&lt;br /&gt;chris was here to visit this weekend, and we went to brunch at this cute coffee shop, and then spent the day at the beach.  we drove down to cape may and checked out the lighthouse, which was very very very high in the air, and out to dinner, and sightseeing.  it was fantabulous.  good times were had by all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;today my prayer partner from the church we're working with had scott, one of our male staff, and chris and i over for dinner after church.  it was both scott's and my birthdays this weekend, and my prayer partner's grandson's on tuesday.  so they had a big birthday celebration for us.  there was one cake with one candle that we re-lit three times and sang the song for all three of us.  it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;this isn't probably very entertaining for you, and i'm too tired to make it more so.  so please enjoy this picture of me with my pirates flag.  go bucs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/010_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/010_10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115310165088888297?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115310165088888297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115310165088888297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115310165088888297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115310165088888297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-days_16.html' title='happy days'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115231935306079558</id><published>2006-07-07T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:42:33.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on the having of birthdays</title><content type='html'>first of all, today, july 7th, is my baby sister stephanie's 20th birthday!  happy birthday, stephanie!  i wish i was there to celebrate with you.  we'll have a party in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;second, happy birthday to mr. nathan hibma yesterday.  hope it was happy.  sorry robin and i disappointed your birthday fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;and third, i've just remembered three things that i desperately want for my birthday NEXT saturday.  they are the following, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;1. the A&amp;E version of &lt;em&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/em&gt;, the one with Colin Firth.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Settlers of Catan&lt;/em&gt;.  it's a board game, and it's awesome.  i also want the expansion pack for 5-6 players.&lt;br /&gt;3. the PostSecret book.  it can be purchased at barnes and noble or by visiting &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0060899190/104-4185812-5380766?v=glance%26n=283155%26s=books%26v=glance%26tagActionCode=harpercollinspub"&gt;this site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115231935306079558?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115231935306079558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115231935306079558' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115231935306079558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115231935306079558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-having-of-birthdays.html' title='on the having of birthdays'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115133649659393589</id><published>2006-06-26T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:41:36.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back at the beach</title><content type='html'>hello?  is anyone still reading this thing?  i (again) apologize for the lack of content.  things are pretty busy here at the beach.  i actually have lots of things i could tell you about, but with the comments section so sparse (nigh empty, lo these many posts), i am having a hard time feeling motivated to take the time for a proper update.  so which came first, the chicken or the egg?  hmm.  quite a quandry.  but, if you're around and interested, just say hi,and i'll begin posting again.  i'll be honest; i'm nervous to give this quasi-ultimatum, fearing that you've all already gotten bored with my sorry excuse for a blog and quit coming.  but i shall forge ahead with it nonetheless, in order to see if it's worth spending time posting.&lt;br /&gt;comments, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115133649659393589?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115133649659393589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115133649659393589' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115133649659393589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115133649659393589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-at-beach.html' title='back at the beach'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115099638883551239</id><published>2006-06-22T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:13:08.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pitt trip!</title><content type='html'>heads up, pittsburgh!  i'm coming home this weekend, and i want to see you!  there's some stuff planned, so call me on my cell.  i'm carless, but i'll be in the city.  hoo-ray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115099638883551239?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115099638883551239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115099638883551239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115099638883551239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115099638883551239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/06/pitt-trip.html' title='pitt trip!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115083484903092055</id><published>2006-06-20T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:20:49.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>occupational hazard</title><content type='html'>i nearly died today.  i was standing in the water at the edge of the ocean with sharayna, one of my students, when a bolt of lightning jolted down from the sky, very close to us.  we screamed bloody murder, jumped out of the water, and then it started pouring down rain like a deluge.  everybody was yelling and running up to the boardwalk, and the lifeguards were blowing their whistles and hauling people out of the water, and the wind was howling and the thunder crashed and it was amazing.  so we went to visit another student at work on the boardwalk and had lunch at his restaurant under an umbrella.  and nobody died.  the end.&lt;div 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hazard'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-115021246338849355</id><published>2006-06-13T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:27:43.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shout out from the OC!</title><content type='html'>hello again!  it's time for another update from the o.c.  things are good.  today, especially, is good.  it's the first really nice day we've had in the week that i've been here.  the students are all here and out looking for jobs today and yesterday.  we've nearly finished the orientation process, and we're getting settled into our routine.  i've had some really great conversations with students already, and i'm really excited to get to know them more.  we've also played three rounds of settlers of catan since they got here on saturday, and i taught three of them how to play euchre yesterday.  we also went down to the boardwalk as a group last night, and had a great time.  these are good students.  there is a lot more i could tell you about, but i will save that for a later date, since i am ready to head out to the beach to appreciate our first sunny day!  i'd love to hear from you this summer.  email me, call me, write me.  email me for my address.  i love mail!  adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-115021246338849355?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/115021246338849355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=115021246338849355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115021246338849355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/115021246338849355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/06/shout-out-from-oc.html' title='shout out from the OC!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114996259733285972</id><published>2006-06-10T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:03:17.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>hello hello!  the internets are working!  yay!  i can finally update you on my life.  i am in ocean city, new jersey, getting settled at the beach house.  i've been here since wednesday.  we've been crazy busy getting the house set up before the students arrive, unpacking the attic, washing loads of dishes, doing laundry, making signs, and having meetings.  we've been grocery shopping four times; imagine doing the shopping for thirty people!  it takes two of us every time.  the students are moving in today, and we have a lull in the unloading process.  i'm having flashbacks of "we-haul" days at calvin.  this is both better and worse; it's not nearly as hot as it is in late august, but almost everyone lives on the fourth floor of this building!&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, things are going well.  i'm happy and getting used to living at the beach.  i miss you all very much.  i am slightly comforted, however, to know that everyone i know is jealous of me.  this is the best job in the world.  &lt;br /&gt;please pray for us as we get settled this week.  pray for our community, and that God will be present in our house.  okay.  pictures to follow.  adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114996259733285972?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114996259733285972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114996259733285972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114996259733285972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114996259733285972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114902200331258262</id><published>2006-05-30T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:46:43.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my apologies</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i'm sorry about the severe post drought around these here parts.  i'm at spring institute with limited internet access.  also, i've been very busy.  ;)  things are good.  class is good.  grand rapids was good.  even beaver falls is good.  stuff is good.&lt;br /&gt;that's all we have time for right now.  i'm on my way out to a beach project meeting.  i'm sorry this is vague; feel free to inquire if you have specific questions.  i may or may not answer them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hi, hp!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114902200331258262?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114902200331258262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114902200331258262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114902200331258262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114902200331258262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-apologies.html' title='my apologies'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114788705605741098</id><published>2006-05-17T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T15:39:00.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird</title><content type='html'>last night was potentially my last youth group ever.  i'm leaving on sunday, and when i come back in the fall, someone else will (hopefully) have taken over.  weird.  it's the end of an era.  i don't really know how to feel about it... i've never felt an extreme, mind-blowing passion for youth ministry.  however, i am really going to miss these students that i've been working with for the past two years.  i'll still see them, but it will be different.  strange, strange.  but regardless of how i feel about it, time marches on.  i just don't want it to march on without allowing me any time for reflection.  i'll have to make sure i have time for that at the beach.  ahh, sweet bliss.  look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/beach%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/beach%205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should ease my pain.  T minus 20 days.  hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114788705605741098?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114788705605741098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114788705605741098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114788705605741098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114788705605741098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/weird.html' title='weird'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114780404065669808</id><published>2006-05-16T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:27:20.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mhmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114780404065669808?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114780404065669808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114780404065669808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114780404065669808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114780404065669808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/mhmmm.html' title='mhmmm...'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114773092836935613</id><published>2006-05-15T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:10:39.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tulip time</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i'm back from grand rapids, where i had a lovely time with my mother.  unfortunately, it rained for all but seventeen minutes of my visit.  boo.  i made the rounds and got caught up with quite a few people, which was great.  i also visited calvin college and took this beautiful picture of the tulips for khadija.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Spring%202006%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Spring%202006%20064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  i did not attend any other tulip time festivities.  &lt;br /&gt;i did, however, go to barnes and noble with trixie and take this picture with johnny depp.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Spring%202006%20069%20and%20a%20half.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Spring%202006%20069%20and%20a%20half.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  who takes their picture with random cut-outs of famous people in bookstores?  apparently, my little sister and i do.  don't judge me.  i love johnny depp and i have no pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw some old friends from college who were up here from virginia beach for a few days.  it was wonderful to catch up, though too short, as always.  but they said they'll be checking my blog, so here's a shout-out to the kastrounises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's about all we have time for right now, folks.  i am finishing up here; this is my last week at the church until august, and i have some things to take care of.  so, i'm off.  like a dirty shirt.  awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114773092836935613?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114773092836935613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114773092836935613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114773092836935613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114773092836935613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/tulip-time.html' title='tulip time'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114729462444537965</id><published>2006-05-10T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:58:11.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm coming home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heads up, grand rapids.  i'm coming home tomorrow.  i've gotta see my momma.  and i wouldn't mind seeing the rest of you either.  give me a call... i'll be in the car all afternoon.  feliz dia de las madres.  hasta la vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114729462444537965?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114729462444537965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114729462444537965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114729462444537965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114729462444537965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-coming-home.html' title='i&apos;m coming home'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114711712017035196</id><published>2006-05-08T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:38:40.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring update</title><content type='html'>i've recently been chastised for posting boring content that is irrelevant and fails to inform you of milestones in my life.  (good point though, robin.)  therefore, i have today decided to update you on what is going on.  vis a vis, the following:&lt;br /&gt;i am in the home stretch at work this month.  i have eight more days at church before i'm done for the summer, which is surprising, exciting, and a little unnerving.  there is much to do and little time to do it.  for those of you who don't know, i've decided to start an after-school program at my church next fall, which is very exciting.  however, i get back here on august 12, just two or three weeks before we hope to get started.  so, i have a lot to do in preparation.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'm trying to get ready to go to the beach!  i'll be working out east this summer, just a few blocks from the ocean, doing student leadership development.  i couldn't be more excited about this.  i've just returned from spending two days in philadelphia with the other three staff members preparing and planning, and it was great!  we're all pretty laid-back, which will make living in a house with thirty people much less stressful.  one of the staff is married with three small children (who are extremely cute, by the way), and their entire family will be living with us at the beach.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Spring%202006%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Spring%202006%20057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we stayed at their house in philly, and it was really cool to watch their family dynamics.  they're very hospitable people, and i really admire their marriage and parenting style.  it's going to be a really cool summer, watching how someone else's family functions.  and the baby is not talking yet, and i shall endeavor to have his first word be "katherine."  or "kaky," as my own baby sisters used to call me.  or as my current friends call me.  whatever.&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot more going on, but this is all i have time for right now... more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114711712017035196?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114711712017035196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114711712017035196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114711712017035196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114711712017035196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/spring-update.html' title='spring update'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114667491437949577</id><published>2006-05-03T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:49:08.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hApPy BiRtHdAy SaRaH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is my beloved sister's birthday today!  sarah, i wish i could be there to celebrate with you.  i also hope that the card i sent in the mail has made its way to you in time.  i hope you have a wonderful day, and i'll see you in a week and a half!  i heart you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114667491437949577?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114667491437949577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114667491437949577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114667491437949577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114667491437949577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-sarah.html' title='hApPy BiRtHdAy SaRaH!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114660206036593037</id><published>2006-05-02T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T16:36:48.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little helper for you!</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i got an email yesterday from khadija with some valuable information in it.  it's a website that tells you the cheapest, average, and most expensive gas prices in your region.  just enter your zip code!  it's fabulous.  perhaps it's my dutchness, but every penny counts!  gr, you appear to be winning the petrol game by about 3 cents, which is suprising.  anyway, &lt;a href="http://autos.msn.com/everyday/gasstations.aspx?zip=&amp;src=Netx "&gt;check it out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114660206036593037?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114660206036593037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114660206036593037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114660206036593037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114660206036593037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-helper-for-you.html' title='a little helper for you!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114607104383926408</id><published>2006-04-26T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:04:03.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dandelions</title><content type='html'>my pastor's kids just picked some dandelions and brought them to me in my office.  how charming.  they're so cute.&lt;br /&gt;in other dandelion-related news (betcha didn't think there would be *more*, didya?), yesterday i was looking out the back window at church at our lawn that i'm fairly certain hasn't been mowed yet this spring.  some unidentifiable animal (gopher?  groundhog?  prairie dog?) was skipping about the yard, eating the tops off hundreds of dandelions like they were about to disappear.  i didn't realize they were such a hot commodity.  also, i don't think they taste very good.  pretty acidic, if the smell and residue are any hint.  gross.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a pretty good mood today... i had two very successful presentations yesterday, and so i feel fairly satisfied in my work world for the time being.  aviance and i spoke to the board of directors at the office yesterday, and we both did well.  they seemed pleased with us, which is good since i'd like to stick around here.  and my session (that's council, for you crc-ers) was *very* supportive of our new after-school program idea, and so it's going to take off!  yay!  so thanks to all of you were praying about those yesterday.  it was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114607104383926408?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114607104383926408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114607104383926408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114607104383926408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114607104383926408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/dandelions.html' title='dandelions'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114580960901263096</id><published>2006-04-23T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T18:08:39.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cien!</title><content type='html'>*&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tHiS iS mY oNe hUnDrEdTh pOsT!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*  yAy!&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of an appropriate celebration.  perhaps some congratulations are in order.  at the very least, on this momentous occasion, i'd like to thank my faithful readers.  i appreciate (most of) your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, for some things.&lt;br /&gt;1. donald miller (author of the acclaimed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blue like jazz&lt;/span&gt;) has a new book out.  it is called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;to own a dragon&lt;/span&gt;, and it is about growing up without a father.  i started it last night.  so far, so good.  i'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;2. you may recall the birds that have been infesting my apartment.  in a self-destructive moment this weekend, i decided to rent alfred hitchcock's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the birds&lt;/span&gt;. andrew and i watched it on friday night.  aside from the lack of closure at the end of the film, it was good.  quite obviously fake (or so i tell myself), but good.&lt;br /&gt;3. steve garber, author of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the fabric of faithfulness&lt;/span&gt; which a bunch of us read with the heffners senior year, was speaking at staff seminar this week.  he was excellent.  plus he's cco alum.  yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to go home now for a bit. good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114580960901263096?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114580960901263096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114580960901263096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114580960901263096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114580960901263096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/cien.html' title='cien!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114546710230106929</id><published>2006-04-19T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:18:22.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a quickie</title><content type='html'>two things.  this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Easter%202006%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/400/Easter%202006%20025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pier in st. joseph, near anya's house last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, there was ANOTHER bird in my apartment yesterday.  funniness factor is dwindling.  please help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114546710230106929?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114546710230106929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114546710230106929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114546710230106929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114546710230106929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/quickie.html' title='a quickie'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114530481549761051</id><published>2006-04-17T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:13:35.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i've just returned from g-rap, where i've been celebrating the easter holidays with my family.  event update to follow.  for now: we sang this at church on sunday morning, and it is one of my absolute favorite easter songs.  enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CHRIST ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone my hope is found,&lt;br /&gt;He is my light, my strength, my song;&lt;br /&gt;This Cornerstone, this solid Ground,&lt;br /&gt;Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.&lt;br /&gt;What heights of love, what depths of peace,&lt;br /&gt;When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!&lt;br /&gt;My Comforter, my All in All,&lt;br /&gt;Here in the love of Christ I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone!—who took on flesh,&lt;br /&gt;Fullness of God in helpless babe!&lt;br /&gt;This gift of love and righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;Scorned by the ones He came to save:&lt;br /&gt;Till on that cross as Jesus died,&lt;br /&gt;The wrath of God was satisfied—&lt;br /&gt;For every sin on Him was laid;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the death of Christ I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the ground His body lay,&lt;br /&gt;Light of the world by darkness slain;&lt;br /&gt;Then bursting forth in glorious Day,&lt;br /&gt;Up from the grave He rose again!&lt;br /&gt;And as He stands in victory,&lt;br /&gt;Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,&lt;br /&gt;For I am His and He is mine—&lt;br /&gt;Bought with the precious blood of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No guilt in life, no fear in death,&lt;br /&gt;This is the power of Christ in me;&lt;br /&gt;From life’s first cry to final breath,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus commands my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;No power of hell, no scheme of man,&lt;br /&gt;Can ever pluck me from His hand;&lt;br /&gt;Till He returns or calls me home,&lt;br /&gt;Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—By Stuart Townend and Keith Getty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114530481549761051?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114530481549761051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114530481549761051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114530481549761051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114530481549761051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114478336719454152</id><published>2006-04-11T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:22:47.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"hurry hurry hurry!"</title><content type='html'>said the children in my office, as they took turns grabbing the sheets of paper as they shot out of the copier machine and brought them, one by one, to the desk.  they are my pastor's children, and they are "helping daddy" today in the office while their mother is at work.  they are four years old, and they are twins.  for the last ten minutes, they have been playing this game.  ally has now tired of it, and andrew is doing double turns and running twice as fast, so as not to miss a single sheet when it spits out.  it's amazing what will entertain children.  a few minutes ago, they were in my office, inspecting everything and looking for candy in the drawers.  a few months ago, there may have been some, but after the harold the church mouse incident, there is absolutely no food in this office.  so they entertained themselves with my cell phone and talking to toni, the secretary, on my intercom, and pulling my "jesus books" off my shelves.  they really are adorable.  plus they distract me from the task at hand, which is to imagine every possible question that the session may ask me about the plans for our new after school program, and come up with satisfactory answers.  so the periodic fish faces that the twins blow on my window are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;they are leaving now to go to playland at mcdonald's as a reward for being so good for daddy today.  i'm going to try to get back to work now.  this will require me to stop listening to imogean heap on myspace, and also to hide my sudoku puzzle book (i'm almost done with a "super tough" one!) and hide the book that is calling to me from my desk.  it is called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the curious incident of the dog in the night-time&lt;/span&gt;, and it is fascinating.  i recommend it highly.  but not if you're at work.  so get back twerk!  what are you doing reading this anyway?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114478336719454152?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114478336719454152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114478336719454152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114478336719454152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114478336719454152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/hurry-hurry-hurry.html' title='&quot;hurry hurry hurry!&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114469376386022350</id><published>2006-04-10T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T14:39:12.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>visitors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/April%20Good%20Times%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/April%20Good%20Times%20032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this weekend, i had a full house... my mom, my aunt, my sister, her best friend, and my best friend were all visiting! it was fabulous to have them all around.  we did all manner of touristy things, like visiting a bunch of historic landmarks in the city and taking pictures at scenic overlooks.  i took them to all my favorite places, like the coffee tree in shadyside and station square, and we explored new areas of the city too!  i'd (amazingly) never been to the fountain at point state park (where all three rivers meet) or ridden up the duquesne incline to mt. washington.  it was great to show them the city and why i love it.  plus i took a lot of great pictures, as it was a beautiful day.  i tried to put up a link to my shutterfly album, but it doesn't work. it has all the pictures from this weekend, and also last weekend when jonathan was here.  too bad.  they were pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114469376386022350?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114469376386022350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114469376386022350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114469376386022350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114469376386022350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/visitors.html' title='visitors!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114433392883523206</id><published>2006-04-06T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T10:32:08.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a plea for mercy</title><content type='html'>this is an open letter to the birds who KEEP GETTING INTO MY APARTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;dear Birds,&lt;br /&gt;i beg of you, please stop coming into my apartment.  it is not outside.  i know there are multiple windows and skylights, but my apartment is inside.  it is for human inhabitants only.  i do not appreciate your visits.  we had a deal.  i will stay in my apartment, and you were supposed to stay outside.  &lt;br /&gt;this morning, as i was blow-drying my hair, your presence nearly gave me a heart attack.  why do you insist on invading my territory?  please stop crawling through the crawlspace in my attic to gain entrance.  if by some navigational mistake you do find yourself in my apartment, please take the out i provide for you by flying out the open window, rather than continuing to dive-bomb the skylights.  how many times do you have to throw your body against the glass to know that it is solid?  windows are the invention of humans to keep animals like you out while letting the sunshine in.  you may not be familiar with my indoor architechture.  &lt;br /&gt;i'll admit, i am afraid of you.  perhaps it is alfred hitchcock's fault.  it may also be related to the recent avian flu epidemic.  i may also be afraid that you will peck out my eyes.  even so, i realize that you are probably even more afraid of me.  please know that the broom i wield is merely a directive device.  as long as you do not fly into my face, i will not hit you with it.  please follow the swooping motion toward the *open* window.  do not perch on my lamp.  please do not sit on my bed.  do not climb around on my table, knocking over my chess set with your incessant flapping.  and for the love of all that is good and holy, STOP POOPING ON MY COUCH!&lt;br /&gt;just get out of my bloody apartment.  go outside where you belong.  go away, and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;when the landlord comes over later today to investigate, please leave him alone.  it is for the good of us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;katherine, queen of the apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. please don't tell anyone about the nervous screaming.  it would bruise my pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114433392883523206?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114410647209005678</id><published>2006-04-03T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:21:12.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a failed attempt</title><content type='html'>be nice to me.  i tried to give blood today.  however, after three hours of waiting, filling out questionnaires, answering questions, and lying on a porch-type chair, i donated less than the required amount of blood.  i'm not exactly sure why... my blood does not flow quickly.  this was the first time i've ever tried to donate, so i don't know if it was situational or not.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/IMG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/IMG_1274.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were having a blood drive for stephanie, a little girl from my church who has leukemia.  i wasn't going to give, because i faint easily, and i didn't want to chance it.  but then stephanie and her family were here, and she told me that she'd sit with me while i gave.  she said, "whenever you're ready to get poked, i'm ready!"  so i thought the least i could do was try.  they tested me, and my blood pressure was perfect, my iron levels were good, and my temperature was 98.6.  so we went for it, but it didn't work out.  my arm still hurts, and i feel a little woozy, but i'll recover.  meanwhile, 150 people came to donate blood for her today.  please pray for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114410647209005678?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114410647209005678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114410647209005678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114410647209005678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114410647209005678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/failed-attempt.html' title='a failed attempt'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114399456110194585</id><published>2006-04-02T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:07:58.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>something more interesting than "weekend update"</title><content type='html'>things i did not do this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. attend a wedding in ohio&lt;br /&gt;2. bring khadija the silver earrings i said she could borrow to be in said wedding&lt;br /&gt;3. homework&lt;br /&gt;4. sleep an adequate amount&lt;br /&gt;5. my taxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i did do this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. play with jon&lt;br /&gt;2. see ben folds play for free at the bigelow bash&lt;br /&gt;3. take my middle schoolers to a "funfest," which was aptly named&lt;br /&gt;4. watch the basketball semi-finals&lt;br /&gt;5. learn how to play &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;settlers of catan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. cut off all jon's hair&lt;br /&gt;7. eat squash soup and sushi at whole foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/April%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/April%20013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/April%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/April%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/April%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/April%20050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/April%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/April%20061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appendix of pictures:&lt;br /&gt;a. jonathan with a pile of his own hair&lt;br /&gt;b. ben folds standing on top of his piano, directing the audience in song&lt;br /&gt;c. me and three of my middle schoolers at the funfest&lt;br /&gt;d. a billboard for giant eagle in the parking lot of whole foods&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114399456110194585?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114399456110194585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114399456110194585' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114399456110194585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114399456110194585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-more-interesting-than.html' title='something more interesting than &quot;weekend update&quot;'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114365309382923980</id><published>2006-03-29T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:24:53.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nearly dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/traffic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night khadija and i laid down in the middle of an intersection to watch the lights change.  we were in robinson, which is normally a very very very busy shopping center near my house.  d and i had been sitting in steak n shake discussing some things that we're dealing with lately, and finally we realized that it was quarter after one.  we decided to leave.  when we walked outside, it was so quiet (except for some apparently nocturnal birds) that we just stood still to listen to this anomaly.  there was nobody out, because nobody actually LIVES in robinson... it's all malls.  so, we decided to do what we would never be able to do there in broad daylight: lay down in the middle of the street.  it was just like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the notebook&lt;/span&gt;, but far less romantic, as khadija and i are not romantically interested in each other.  nothing happened, and we didn't nearly die or anything.  but now when we're eighty, we can say, "remember that time we laid in the intersection to watch the lights change in robinson?"  and then we will laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114365309382923980?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114322865603887299</id><published>2006-03-24T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:31:12.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summer fun</title><content type='html'>hello everyone...&lt;br /&gt;i haven't posted this week at all due a homework and weekend trip crunch.  i'm going away to splash lagoon with my middle and high schoolers in about two hours.  we went last year, and it was awesome!  (though i wish jack and erin were coming again this year.)  anyhow, i've been busy trying to get all that together, and i have two papers due for grad school TODAY.  so, this is all you're getting.  just an invitation to be jealous of me while i go enjoy the 80 degree weather, hot tubs, and awesomeness that is splash lagoon, "Your Indoor Water Resort!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/splash%20lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/splash%20lagoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114322865603887299?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114322865603887299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114322865603887299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114322865603887299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114322865603887299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-fun.html' title='summer fun'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114270918502307321</id><published>2006-03-18T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:14:12.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer of st. francis</title><content type='html'>i have always loved this prayer.  someone sang it at my parents' wedding, and i think it's beautiful.  enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me a channel of your peace&lt;br /&gt;where there is hatred, let me bring your love&lt;br /&gt;where there is injury, your pardon, Lord&lt;br /&gt;and where there's doubt true faith in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Spirit, grant that i would never seek&lt;br /&gt;so much to be consoled as to console&lt;br /&gt;to be understood, as to understand&lt;br /&gt;to be loved, as to love with all my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me a channel of your peace&lt;br /&gt;where there's despair in life, let me bring hope&lt;br /&gt;where there is darkness, let me bring your light&lt;br /&gt;and where there's sadness, ever joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make make me a channel of your peace&lt;br /&gt;it is in pardoning that we are pardoned&lt;br /&gt;in giving to all that we will receive&lt;br /&gt;and in dying that we're born to eternal life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114270918502307321?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114270918502307321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114270918502307321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114270918502307321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114270918502307321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/prayer-of-st-francis.html' title='prayer of st. francis'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114228711462750491</id><published>2006-03-13T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T16:58:34.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>attic attack</title><content type='html'>i nearly died today.  this afternoon i was home cleaning my apartment when i heard a strange noise upstairs.  my windows were open (since it's 70 degrees here), and so i thought it was the strings from the blinds flapping in the wind.  however, the flapping was followed by a thud, and then a crash.  then the flapping started again.  i went over to the stairs to the third floor, and this time i could hear the flapping better... it was quite clearly some winged creature, wreaking havoc in my attic.  now, the attic is finished, with skylights and couches and lamps and many things to be knocked over.  however, my greatest fear was that The Thing would come swooping down the stairs and dive at my head, tangling itself in my hair and pecking my eyeballs out.  even worse, it could be a bat.  sick sick sick sick sick.  so, like any normal person would do in such an emergency, i started to freak out.  (i just got shudders again thinking about it.  oh gosh.)  i was crouching on the stairs, holding a mirror at an angle and trying to get a good view of the third floor without actually having to venture up there, putting myself in grave danger.  every time i thought i might be getting close enough to see something, the flapping got louder and i flipped out and ran back down the stairs.  hence, my exploratory endeavors were failing, and there was no way i was going to go up there without proper eye protection.  so, i called my landlord.  he didn't answer.  i thought about just leaving my apartment, but i had all these visions of wreckage and bird poop everywhere. and if it was a bat, it might eventually settle down, but i couldn't bear the thought of not knowing where it was.  so, being the empowered woman that i am, i ran downstairs and got my neighbor.  i made him come up and check out my intruder situation.  he didn't have any luck with the mirror thing either, so he went up there, and then screamed a bit and yelled down to me, "it's a huge bird!  don't worry, it won't hurt you!"  i was unsure of this, so i cautiously climbed halfway up the stairs.  a vase of flowers was knocked over, half my candles were on the floor, there was bird poop on my couch and on one of my chairs, and it had knocked my chess set over and a frisbee onto the floor.  then i saw the bird, dive-bombing the window, trying to get out.   my neighbor opened one of the other windows, and after a minute, it found its way out.  i keep getting chills just thinking about it again!  there was a bird &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;in my house&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  i have no idea how it got in, but i'm glad it's out.  sick!  &lt;br /&gt;well, that's my big story for the day.  i'm going to chicago tomorrow, so don't expect much from me for a few days.  adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114228711462750491?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114228711462750491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114228711462750491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114228711462750491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114228711462750491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/attic-attack.html' title='attic attack'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114202015497370238</id><published>2006-03-10T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:52:48.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lexicon lusciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Lauren%20Winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Lauren%20Winner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am writing my next newsletter, and hence looking over my notes from jubilee.  i went to one of lauren winner's break-out sessions, which was entitled, "lies the church has told about sex."  it was based on her book &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real sex: the naked truth about chastity.&lt;/span&gt;  if you havn't read it, you should.  in it and in this session, she was talking about faithful christian embodiment.  she says that chastity is conforming your body to the arc of the gospel, and that the church has not always done a good job of teaching the spiritual discipline of chastity.  in an effort to help, it has misled.  for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;myth #1: if you have premarital sex, you'll feel terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, sometimes having premarital sex doesn't feel terrible.  the truth is, sex outside of marriage is destructive, even when it doesn't FEEL destructive.  because we are fallen people, sometimes our feelings don't accurately match the way we &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;myth #2: women don't have sexual desires.  it is their job to keep men's sexual desires under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is absolutely not true.  both men and women experience sexual desire.  in fact, the idea that only men experience sexual desire is fairly new; a hundred years ago, men were assumed to be bastions of morality, and women were thought to be "lascivious, libidinous, and wanton."  (she actually used all those words IN ONE SENTENCE.  twincredible.)  so both genders have sexual desires, but desire can be disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;myth #3: premarital sex is the unforgiveable sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is that behaviors have consequences.  our decisions today will affect our lives and marriages later.  however, most of the time, when we talk about premarital sex, we use language about scars and ghosts.  the idea is that engaging in premarital sex will leave us marked and broken forever, and the ghosts of past sexual partners will hover around our marriage beds.  this language of scars does not fit with the biblical assurances of psalm 51: "cleanse me with hyssop, and i will be clean.  wash me, and i will be whiter than snow."&lt;br /&gt;she also spoke about the term "renewed virgin."  she doesn't like this term, because, first of all, it is false.  recommitting to abstinence before marriage after engaging in premarital sex will not cause your virginity to "grow back."  you cannot become a virgin again.  second, the term values virginity, not chastity.  and it is chastity that we should be aiming for, which is ever so much more than virginity.  it is, as i wrote before, "conforming your body to the arc of the gospel."  we could be virgins, and yet be far from chaste.&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago, i had a great conversation with a student about her sexual past, and how she felt that the church saw her as a lost cause because she is no longer a virgin.  we started talking about this book, and she came to jubilee, went to this session, and loved it!  i think it was great for her to hear christians talking about sex in a healthier, more biblical way that affirms her desire to pursue chastity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms. winner (i've met her now, so i assume i could call her lauren) also used the following quote by c.s. lewis, which i loved:&lt;br /&gt;“Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”&lt;br /&gt;true, true.&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now.  pax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114202015497370238?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114202015497370238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114202015497370238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114202015497370238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114202015497370238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/lexicon-lusciousness.html' title='lexicon lusciousness'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114186021981056243</id><published>2006-03-08T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T18:30:33.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>postsecret.chom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/pretzels.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/400/pretzels.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misslay sent me &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;.  fascinating concept.  check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114186021981056243?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114186021981056243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114186021981056243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114186021981056243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114186021981056243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/postsecretchom.html' title='postsecret.chom'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114142318479362411</id><published>2006-03-03T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T16:59:44.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the north side</title><content type='html'>hello all.  i'm become aware that my blog has been dismally boring of late.  (and i bet you thought i was going to attempt to fix that now.  you were wrong.)  i'm not sure why, but my creativity level is bordering on non-existant.  my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;i've been hanging out on the north side of the city this week.  yesterday i had my supervision meeting at the vault coffee and tea bar, which i like.  newfriendphil was working there, so i hung around for a bit after my boss left and did sudoku puzzles with him.  he lives on the north side, and last night andrew and i went there to hang out with him. we listened to the red house painters and anathallo and ate burnt popcorn and stayed up too late.  and then i went to the pyn today (that's pittsburgh youth network for you out-of-townies) at pnc park.  this dude was speaking about his passion for the emergent church, and it was pretty interesting.  his vision for the emergent church around here has a lot to do with the city... for a few decades now, people have been trying to make pittsburgh as famous for God as it was for steel.  the christians are trying to think of ways to unite the city around faith instead of football, for example.  but he said something interesting that i'd never thought of before: when we talk about our churches, we split up on denominational lines.  but in the new testament, the defining characteristic of each church was geographical.  everything is written about the church of corinth, or of thessolonica, or of laodecia (luke-warm as it may be).  so this morning, as we looked over the city out the windows of the pirates stadium, we were thinking and praying about what the church of pittsburgh would be like.  it was pretty amazing to join hands and pray with people from all over the city that God would do something big here.  it's a good time to be in pittsburgh.&lt;br /&gt;afterwards andrew and i went out for coffee at beleza, a new place that opened on the north side last weekend.  it's owned by newfriendphil and some of his friends from hope.  it's pretty great.  plus the girl who was working there today is pretty great, and i think we might be friends.  &lt;br /&gt;so i'm enjoying my exploits on the north shore.  there are art museums and coffee shops and stadiums and red brick rowhouses.  PLUS, it's much closer to my house.  good times.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off to watch my middle schoolers in hopewell junior high's performance of the classic musical, annie.  i hope your evenings are equally enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;pax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114142318479362411?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114142318479362411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114142318479362411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114142318479362411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114142318479362411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/03/north-side.html' title='the north side'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114106715133775537</id><published>2006-02-27T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T14:05:51.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a deep breath</title><content type='html'>hello, everyone.  well, i survived the whirlwind that was last week.  everything got done that was supposed to get done, and i would say that it was an overall success.  i am taking the day off today, and am currently sitting in a booth in the coffee house in moon township, drinking french vanilla coffee, eating a blueberry muffin, leisurely reading emails, perusing the blogworld, and stalking people via facebook.  in a minute, i plan to read some more harry potter. &lt;br /&gt;a bunch of big things have happened in the last week; too many to explain in fair detail here.  jubilee was this weekend, and it was incredible, as always.  i've got a lot of stuff to think about now... i'm not sure where to start to explain.  so, if you're interested, call and ask.  i was so exhausted afterwards that i got home, i climbed into my bed, and started reading a book by tony campolo (one of the conference speakers).  after an hour of so, i decided that i needed a nap, and i fell asleep so soundly that when my friend emily "venn" vanjacobs called at 8:15, i was convinced that it was the middle of the night.  once i woke up, it was fabulous to talk to her.  i'm glad she called, or i probably would have woken up at 3:30 in the morning ready for the day.  &lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, when i did wake up this morning, i found that the cold i was coming down with last week has finally caught up with me.  i don't have much of a voice today.  all the more reason for me to take the day off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114106715133775537?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114106715133775537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114106715133775537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114106715133775537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114106715133775537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/taking-deep-breath.html' title='taking a deep breath'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-114046676194270992</id><published>2006-02-20T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:10:11.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>great lakes, great times</title><content type='html'>i'm back from a lovely though frigid weekend in michigan.  apparently, it was the coldest weekend of the year, and i believe it without a doubt.  it was a grand total of 8 degrees on saturday, the kind of cold that makes your hair freeze and your fingers hurt for 20 minutes after you go inside.&lt;br /&gt;i've been missing my family a lot lately, and it was time to go back and see them.  we had a good time on friday family fun night, a shoutout to days of yore when my parents had us push potatoes across the living room floor with our noses.  this time we stuck to less snake-like games, like taboo and rummikub.  please enjoy this picture of my parents attempting to read the "tiny" print on the taboo cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my new digital camera (potentially my favorite new possession), here also are some pictures of my sisters and brothers-in-law, and also my honorary sibling, liz, who is trixie's best friend and one of my favorite people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/200/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/200/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/200/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/200/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to an uhhmazing sigur ros show at calvin.  it was unbelievable.  those of us who attended have since been discussing the sub-parness of the rest of the music in the world.  if you've never gone, please do yourself a favor and experience heaven on earth.  the opener, amina, was also beyond description.  i take comfort in the fact that most of the people who read this were there, and hence my lack of descriptive ability is of no consequence.  i will direct your attention &lt;a href="http://www.natehibma.com/blog/?p=145"&gt;elsewhere&lt;/a&gt;, to a much more articulate description of the ecstasy in the FAC.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Sigur%20Ros%20Weekend%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, sweet bliss.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i'm home, and as this weekend is jubilee, i am very vErY VERY busy.  so, don't expect much from me til next week.  &lt;br /&gt;pax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-114046676194270992?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/114046676194270992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=114046676194270992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114046676194270992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/114046676194270992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-lakes-great-times.html' title='great lakes, great times'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113988475924332608</id><published>2006-02-13T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:39:19.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmygosh</title><content type='html'>oh no.  facebook is taking over my life.  i just spent an hour looking people up and being oddly obsessed with finding out what they are doing these days.  this is not a good habit for katherine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113988475924332608?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113988475924332608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113988475924332608' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113988475924332608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113988475924332608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/ohmygosh.html' title='ohmygosh'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113985872280958084</id><published>2006-02-13T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:26:59.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goshen getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/February13%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/February13%20017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend, i spent a day in the amish wonderland that is goshen, indiana.  this picture was taken outside a bank.  i'll be honest, i haven't seen a horse and buggy in awhile, and when i saw one going across the overpass on I-80, it took me by surprise.  i haven't seen too many farm animals in pittsburgh, except for at the live nativity at christmas.  (go ahead and make your country bumpkin jokes.  i'm ready: "but kath!  those are your roots!  you LOVE horses!  you used to have some horses!  you're a farmer!"  no, they are not; no, i don't; no, i didn't; and no, i am not.)  &lt;br /&gt;we had a great time though, reuniting with robin and soaking up small-town culture.  we even found a country dutch pastry shop, and we went in to celebrate our heritage.  unfortunately, it turned out to be less holland dutch and more amish dutch.  but, we had a good laugh.  it's good to be with my people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/February13%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/February13%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course, FaBuLoUs to see bobo.  i love that guy, and i'm so glad i got to spend some time with him, even though it was a 6 hour drive and he was there for less than 24 hours.  i'd do it again tomorrow if i could.  you'd think it would be hard to catch up immediately with someone you haven't spoken to (though not for lack of desire) for six months, but robin is one of those people that, no matter how long we've been apart, we'll always be thrilled to see each other, and it will feel like no time has gone by at all.  there were so many people there who are so important to me, and even though i didn't get to talk to many of them as much as i would have liked, it was wonderful to spend time together nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to work today, and i have a lot to do before thursday, when i'm going HOME to see my family.  i'm really excited, so i have to get a lot of work done right now.  i'll see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;pax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113985872280958084?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113985872280958084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113985872280958084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113985872280958084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113985872280958084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/goshen-getaway.html' title='goshen getaway'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113951879534920287</id><published>2006-02-09T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:00:33.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/bobo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/bobo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113951879534920287?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113951879534920287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113951879534920287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113951879534920287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113951879534920287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-so-soon.html' title='oh so soon'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113934509990423319</id><published>2006-02-07T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:44:59.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/February%207%20137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/February%207%20137.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll stop going on about the steelers after this post.  i just wanted to tell you that they had a parade downtown today for the team, and it went on for a few hours because there were so many people that the cars couldn't get through.  the newscasters said there were probably &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a quarter of a million people&lt;/span&gt; downtown this morning.  people drove in from all over.  one guy they talked to had flown in from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;california &lt;/span&gt;to be there today.  it was unbelievable.  some of my students went, and i almost went with them, but i'm kind of glad that i didn't, because i don't like being around THAT many people, and i'm too short to be able to see anything anyway.  but i saw it on the tv, and it was crazy.  i love this city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113934509990423319?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113934509990423319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113934509990423319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113934509990423319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113934509990423319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113925565155066393</id><published>2006-02-06T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T14:55:28.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I TOLD YOU SO!</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello.  it is a beautiful day in pittsburgh.  just in case you missed The Game last night, this picture should sum it up for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Willie%20Parker.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Willie%20Parker.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the game at some friends' house in the city, and when it was over, let me tell you, there was jubilation in the streets.  i've never seen so many people rejoicing in my life.  i had to drop off my friends at their houses, and then make the trek through oakland, through the campuses of both cmu and pitt.  there were people everywhere!  there were terrible towels hanging out the window of every car, and people shouting on the sidewalks, and horns honking like in an LA traffic jam.  the cross streets were closed, and there were people smiling and yelling like nobody's business.  it was a good time, let me tell you.  the whole city was united. i wish you all could have been here.  it was uhhmazing.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring in my camera to load the pictures from last night onto my computer, so you'll have to wait a bit.  but here's one of bill that makes me happy.  enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Bill%20Cowher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/Bill%20Cowher.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113925565155066393?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113925565155066393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113925565155066393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113925565155066393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113925565155066393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-told-you-so.html' title='I TOLD YOU SO!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113917763893747187</id><published>2006-02-05T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:14:39.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus one hour</title><content type='html'>hello everyone... i'm in the city, waiting for kick-off.  today is the day we get the one for the thumb.  you wouldn't believe the craziness around here... all the digital road signs on the major highways that are supposed to warn you about congestion ahead and bad road conditions and reminders to wear your seatbelt have been replaced by a single banner: GO STEELERS.  the digital signs on the busses say GO STEELERS.  everyone is all decked out in black and gold. they are closing the bridges to keep people where they are, and the tension is mounting.  &lt;br /&gt;just wait.&lt;br /&gt;today is the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113917763893747187?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113917763893747187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113917763893747187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113917763893747187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113917763893747187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/t-minus-one-hour.html' title='T minus one hour'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113890830868048341</id><published>2006-02-02T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:26:20.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some things</title><content type='html'>i really don't have anything good to say today, but as it's been five days since my last post, i feel compelled to change the scenery.  here's what i've been reading lately:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/adventures%20in%20missing%20the%20point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/adventures%20in%20missing%20the%20point.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/real%20sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/real%20sex.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're both excellent.  both authors are speaking at jubilee at the end of the month, and i'm trying to prepare myself for what they're going to say, so that i know how to respond in case my students flip out on me again.  in the meantime, i'm enjoying reading them.  &lt;br /&gt;i recently went to see &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pride and prejudice&lt;/span&gt;, which is my favorite book of all time.  i'd never seen any of the film versions before.  i was initially skeptical because jane austen's writing style is so subtle... she leaves so much to the imagination that i was afraid that translating her work to film would be unsatisfying at best.  with this mindset firmly in place, i lowered my expectations and went to see the film.  it's true that some things about the book just can't be communicated on screen.  but, i love the story, and as i wasn't expecting greatness, i was satisfied.  it was pretty well done, except for the pukey ending, which was entirely made up and gross.  so if you go see it, walk out before the "mrs. darcy, mrs. darcy, mrs. darcy" part if you want to avoid a positively vomiticious reaction.  (unless you've never read the book, in which case it might not bother you.)&lt;br /&gt;some things i'm excited about:&lt;br /&gt;going to indiana to see ROBIN!!  and everyone else.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;going to GR to see my family and sigur ros&lt;br /&gt;winning the superbowl on sunday&lt;br /&gt;well, that's the best i can do to entertain you today. perhaps something fabulous and truly blog-worthy will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;good day to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113890830868048341?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113890830868048341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113890830868048341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113890830868048341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113890830868048341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-things.html' title='some things'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113847275828069431</id><published>2006-01-28T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T13:28:45.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>clumsy mcfallsalot here</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.  i am writing from the porterhouse of wild game (i.e. jess and erin's apt.).  it is saturday afternoon, and i have been detained here overnight due to an embarrassing mishap last night.  jess and erin and i attended a show at club cafe on the southside.  as erin and i were walking to my car, less than one block from the club, i fell into a gutter.  oh my gosh.  there was a gaping hole under the curb that sloped down into the open gutter, and i rolled my ankle and fell into a disgraceful heap in the street.  my shoe fell off and was dangerously close to dropping inth gutter abyss.  i hurt my knee a bit, got pavement burn on the palm of my left hand, and significantly hurt my right foot.  in an attempt to get up, i dropped my coat into the gutter as well.  luckily i was able to grab it in time.  we drove back to the girls' house, and i spent the remainder of the evening lying on the futon with my foot iced and elevated.  i had to crawl around the apartment like an invalid!  this is the second clumsiest thing* i've ever done, and i feel like a pitiful fool.  but, the girls have been very thoughtful, bringing me ibuprofen and frozen peas and breakfast in bed.  it feels a bit better today, but i don't think i'll be going much of anywhere for the rest of the day.  good thing it's my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the clumsiest thing i've ever done was in the summer between my first and second years of college.  i went to see &lt;em&gt;planet of the apes &lt;/em&gt;(the marky mark production) at studio 28 with ruth and jonathan and some other people.  i may or may not have walked into a huge sign in the theater lobby.  if you're interested in a more entertaining version of this snippet, feel free to inquire of ruth or jonathan, who are sure to give you a treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113847275828069431?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113847275828069431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113847275828069431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113847275828069431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113847275828069431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/clumsy-mcfallsalot-here.html' title='clumsy mcfallsalot here'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113815357413303657</id><published>2006-01-24T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:46:14.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy epiphany and a shameless plug for lauren winner</title><content type='html'>i just thought of one more thing i want to say today.  i've been going through a phase of late that makes me extremely interested in forgotten traditions of the christian faith.  (i am actually hoping that this is not merely a phase, but the beginning of being more attentive to the history of the church.)  this has been fed by reading books by lauren winner, who i mentioned a few weeks ago.  i love her.  she is speaking at jubilee next month, and i am trying to read her books before i hear her speak.  meanwhile, while perusing &lt;a href="http://www.mattsmusing.blogspot.com/"&gt;my friend matt's blog&lt;/a&gt;, i found a link to an article that lauren (i wish we were on a first-name basis) has written about epiphany.  i'm posting a link to it &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001191.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  go and read it.  and then go and buy her books (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mudhouse sabbath, real sex, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;girl meets god&lt;/span&gt;).  &lt;br /&gt;also, at a training event for work last week, we had an eastern orthodox priest come and speak to us about the cross and suffering.  it was really interesting to hear him talk about the liturgy and prayers and things that they repeat all the time.  obviously, there are things like praying to saints that i'm not about, but i think there is something to be said for recognizing the tradition that we come from.  the modern church forgot about all that stuff in an effort to be contemporary.  i think we threw the baby out with the bathwater.  in church on sunday, i was sitting with three of my eighth-grade girls.  we were singing some hymns a capella, from memory, and i discovered that my girls don't know the doxology, or even holy, holy, holy!  i can't believe that in just the ten years between me and them, the church has forgotten thousands of years of tradition!  sure, the adults know the songs, but they're not teaching them to the kids!  (of course, i see the value in the contemporary worship too.  but still, i think we've swung too far.)  it seems that the postmodern generation is interested in tradition and liturgy, and i think we should include it to the extent that we can.  &lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just me that feels this way.  feel free to comment or disagree at will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113815357413303657?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113815357413303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113815357413303657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113815357413303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113815357413303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-epiphany-and-shameless-plug-for.html' title='happy epiphany and a shameless plug for lauren winner'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113813590640173601</id><published>2006-01-24T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:51:46.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my computer is possessed</title><content type='html'>my computer is doing that thing again where it opens up the cd drive of its own volition.  it also freezes up momentarily when it does it, and makes the music from my windows media player buzz.  it appears to think that i'm trying to play a cd, which i'm not.  IT'S A PLAYLIST!!  i've removed the *blank* cd that was in the drive, and now my computer is "autoplaying" it.  meanwhile, sufjan stevens sounds like this: "i was the beeeeeeeeeeeeeest man, innnnnnnnnnn a size too smaaaaaaaaall..."  periodically, it does this.  perhaps there is a virus.  jacksma, i need you!  jonathan always fixes my computer for me when he comes here.  unfortunately, since he moved back to michigan, that has been less frequent.  (p.s. jonathan, i miss you, in a non-computer repairman sort of way.  let's talk soon.)&lt;br /&gt;well, this is a very lame post.  hopefully i'll come up with some better content soon.  keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. yesterday was oof miller's birthday.  i did call her yesterday, but if you didn't, you should.  happy day of birth, roooooth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113813590640173601?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113813590640173601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113813590640173601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113813590640173601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113813590640173601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-computer-is-possessed.html' title='my computer is possessed'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113805112779298647</id><published>2006-01-23T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T16:18:47.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>can't....write....papers.....</title><content type='html'>this is the first week of my grad school classes for this semester.  this is also the first semester that i've tried to take two classes while working 50 hours a week.  this is proving more difficult than i wanted it to be.  i think for now my main problem is my inability to jump back into the homework sphere.  i have to read books and write responses?!?!  i read a lot, but at the moment, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real sex&lt;/span&gt; by lauren winner is much more enticing than &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the soul of the american university: from protestant establishment to established nonbelief&lt;/span&gt;.  i also decided to re-read the first harry potter book this weekend, rather than do my homework.  plus the steelers were on yesterday (fyi, WE'RE GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!), and thus i didn't get it done.  and now, rather than reading, i'm blogging.  nice work, kath.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this is just an announcement that there may be less blogging going on for me this semester.  luckily, the quality of my posts has been declining steadily according to the polls, so perhaps my readership has dropped off and i'll be disappointing only a very few people.  if you are one of the faithful (or let's face it, one of the bored) who continues to frequent my blog, my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;now, back to my study and analysis of the history of higher education.  good day to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113805112779298647?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113805112779298647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113805112779298647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113805112779298647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113805112779298647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/cantwritepapers.html' title='can&apos;t....write....papers.....'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113780090967201061</id><published>2006-01-20T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:49:03.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here, kitty kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/cat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;courtesy of bob crow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113780090967201061?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113780090967201061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113780090967201061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113780090967201061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113780090967201061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-kitty-kitty.html' title='here, kitty kitty'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113746677799803180</id><published>2006-01-16T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:01:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a hole in the wall</title><content type='html'>today i arrived at work and was greeted with some unfortunate news.  apparently, last night at senior high youth group, during an ill-advised game of flashlight hide and seek, one of the students ran into the wall in the fellowship hall.  he appears to have been traveling with such a velocity that his body cracked the drywall cleanly in two, leaving a person-sized hole in the middle of the wall.  rumor has it that he thought he was running through a door.  (there are no doors, mind you, within four feet of the new portal.)  the hole begins about eighteen inches above the floor, and ends just above my head, at five feet and four inches off the ground.  it is also about two feet wide.  the building and grounds committee is, unsurpisingly, not thrilled.  our first concern is of course the safety and well-being of the student, but as he appears to have won the fight with the drywall and sustained no significant injuries, we shift our concern to the gaping hole.  this is sure to be a headache for weeks on end.  perhaps i'll post a picture tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113746677799803180?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113746677799803180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113746677799803180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113746677799803180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113746677799803180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/hole-in-wall.html' title='a hole in the wall'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113736795591650020</id><published>2006-01-15T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T12:06:49.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/yay%20steelers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/yay%20steelers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you saw The Game today, but just in case you missed it, the Steelers, the number 6 seed in the playoffs, beat the favored colts on their home turf in indiana.  i'll admit the fourth quarter was a little rocky, but my boyfriend ben roethlisberger tackled the guy, and we came out with the win.  so, with a final score of 21-18, the Steelers are off to denver next week for the afc championship.  let's have a round of applause for the black and gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Steelers, here we go&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer the Steelers, Black and the Gold&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Town of Pittsburgh's Heart and Soul&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;With Cowher power, we'll get the job done&lt;br /&gt;This is the year we'll get that one for the thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Steelers, here we go&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Big Ben is ready to throw&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;To Ward, Antwaan, and Plaxio&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;We'll go to Bettis when we need a touchdown&lt;br /&gt;and if you get his way he's goin to knock you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Steelers, here we go&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Now the offense is ready to score&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing we know for sure&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;If we don't get it in the endzone&lt;br /&gt;Will get 3 points off of Reed's big toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Steelers, here we go&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;We got Chad Scott, Hope, and Gildon&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Porter, Logan and Washington&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;The other team ain't going to gain any ground&lt;br /&gt;Because the defense is going to bring the steel curtain down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Steelers, here we go&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE GO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113736795591650020?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113736795591650020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113736795591650020' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113736795591650020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113736795591650020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-we-go.html' title='here we go!'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113700520390812785</id><published>2006-01-11T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:46:43.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bwuh?</title><content type='html'>i went for a walk this morning before i went to work, and it was sunny and beautiful.  it seemed to be unseasonably warm.  so, before i came to the office, i watched the news.  according to the little box on the bottom of the screen, it's 62 degrees in pittsburgh today.  it's supposed to stay in the fifties until the end of the week!  i drove to work with my windows open!   i wish i didn't have to be inside today.  i don't know what's going on, because last time i checked it was mid-january, but i'm lovin it. yay pittsburgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113700520390812785?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113700520390812785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113700520390812785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113700520390812785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113700520390812785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/bwuh.html' title='bwuh?'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113666822802449098</id><published>2006-01-07T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T16:12:44.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the sikky and porterhouse show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/sikky%20and%20porterhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/320/sikky%20and%20porterhouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had some non-office things to do, such as attend the pittsburgh youth network meeting with a first-year staff member, make some phone calls as kick-it girl to follow up for the recruiting team, read a book, etc.  plus, my students don't get back til monday.  so, i went into the city in the morning, and stayed there all day.  my dear friend erin, whom we refer to affectionately as "porterhouse," was with me.  we went to the meeting, which was black-and-gold themed due to the upcoming playoff appearance by the steelers.  afterwards, we were on our way to oakland, and decided to take a new way.  it consisted of a trip around the back of the jail, a number of wrong turns, and a strange dark tunnel that i was afraid would lead to our death.  but, it didn't.  we pulled onto forbes, and within minutes nearly died again by bus-side-swiping.  i honked my horn, to no avail, but did manage to stop quickly enough to avoid sure and sudden death. to celebrate our survival, we got some chicken nachos at qdoba (mhmm, qdoba), and went to caribou coffee to complete some reading tasks and have some chai.  we were momentarily distracted by a checkers board, and after i beat her repeatedly, we decided to remove ourselves from the temptation of playing games all afternoon by going to her apartment.  i did lots of work (yay), and when i was done, we watched some arrested development.  we also went to an art gallery that had some lovely but far too expensive items.  but, there was free wine and cheese, plus some chocolate.  we also bid our final-for-now adieus to mo, who was in town with her dad picking up her stuff from k-ho's.  plus i went to bed early.  &lt;br /&gt;well, that's all i have by way of update.  erin, i hope you're happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113666822802449098?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113666822802449098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113666822802449098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113666822802449098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113666822802449098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/sikky-and-porterhouse-show.html' title='the sikky and porterhouse show'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14875953.post-113631164530691641</id><published>2006-01-03T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:38:19.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the saddle again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/1600/Delayed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5648/1360/400/Delayed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a lohohong day of sitting in airports by myself, i am back at work in PA.  yesterday, due to the fog, rain, and general crappy conditions, my three hour transit time was stretched into an abysmal eight hour day of nothing.  i did finally finish &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the screwtape letters&lt;/span&gt;, which i found fascinating, and completed a number of crossword puzzles.  the guy across from me on the plane was about my age, and he was doing number puzzles.  i think we could have been friends.&lt;br /&gt;in other airport news, there were two small children singing a song with their mother that was about going to grandma's house, and what animals they might see on their way there.  (my first thought was that my own children may someday sing this song, as there will be PLENTY of animals to see on the way to grandpa steve and grandma sue's house.) anyhow, what concerned me was that immediately after singing this cute little barnyard song, they began singing a song that sounded exactly like "my humps" by the black-eyed peas.  i hope i was mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie.  gotta get crackin on my plan for this evening.  fifteen middle schoolers will be here to play with me in but a few hours.  good day to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14875953-113631164530691641?l=katsikma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/feeds/113631164530691641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14875953&amp;postID=113631164530691641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113631164530691641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14875953/posts/default/113631164530691641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsikma.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='back in the saddle again'/><author><name>katherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372758825938044647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
