Sunday, January 3, 2010

The Shower and the After Party

Kristen's tea party bridal shower last Saturday turned out very well. We had a bit more people than anticipated, but since LG is an amazing event planner, we were prepared. Just a bit of the fun in photos.

The first wedding present arrived a bit earlier than the rest. Note: the bride is wearing pajama pants :)


After Kristen received the orange gloves, she was instructed to wear them to open all the rest of the presents. And she did. She has mad skills.






Do you see that pink canister there? Pink hot chocolate, baby!


Tea sandwiches and other treats.


An apron to help her enter into Stepford life.



This was my favorite part pf the shower though it happened after most everyone was gone. And this makes me love my cousins even more. Apparently you're supposed to use the ribbons from all the gifts and create a bouquet that would be used at your wedding rehearsal (though LDS weddings don't have wedding rehearsals). I was unaware of this, but my cousins Amy and Susan stepped right up and started searching for ribbons and turning them into a bouquet. Well...sometimes...the bouquet ends up looking more like a hat.



Remember LLHN? After Kristen's bridal shower a few of us stuck around and played together. This is just a bit of the fun.

The slow song after our mini dance party. Sigh...



p.s. missing you Jessa!



beck

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Under the Tree

I guess I've been reading a lot lately, so the last couple of posts have been a little dry. Here's something a little lighter.

My family has a bunch of Christmas traditions--as I think every family does. Before my grandmother passed away, she used to pick her Christmas decorating theme the year before. This could be anything from the color pink to shepherds or Santa Claus. She would spend all year making decorations for the house and more importantly, the tree. Perhaps this was her way of celebrating Christmas throughout the year.

Following our grandmother's tradition, our Christmas tree is always decorated to the hilt according to a theme. This year it was themed to go with my sister's wedding since her bridal shower was the day after Christmas at our house. It was her colors of blue and purple with silver and icy winter wonderland decorations.



Our tree is never allowed to be anything less than awe-inspiring. Sometimes this means we don't finish it until days before Christmas. And sometimes this means we have a lot of unused decorations. If us kids have decorations we want to use that don't fit the theme, or that are just too kid-like, we have to hide them deep inside (preferably towards the back) or put them on a smaller tree in another room.



But we always love the tree for its beauty. I think one of our traditions started because we loved the tree so much. Every year one night before Christmas Eve, all the kids sleep under the Christmas tree or as close to under as possible. The lights stay on all night and we fall asleep under the tree's brilliance.

This year I snapped a few photos of my sisters who fell asleep before I did. This was the least unflattering one :)




beck

Another Bit on Acceptance

A few months ago, I presented the argument of tolerance vs. acceptance. There is plenty more to be said on the subject, though perhaps not by me.

I found this qoute in a book that I'm reading:

"Official acceptance is the one unmistakable symptom that salvation is beaten again, and is the one surest sign of fatal misunderstanding, and is the kiss of Judas." Agee, James and Evans, Walker. Let Us Now Praise Famous Men. 6th ed. Boston: First Mariner Books, 2001. p.12


www.zebra-factory.com/drei/essay-david.html

The authors James Agee (writer/journalist) and Walker Evans (photographer) go down into the Deep South on an assignment to explore the daily lives of sharecroppers.

In the quote, Agee is prefacing the rest of the book by imploring for the reader not to see their work as art. Art requires an acceptance of things as they are, because it is simply art and often times the meaning escapes the viewer. He asks that you not accept it as is at the risk of losing a true understanding of the subject. In his words, it is "a fatal misunderstanding." Acceptance is a fatal misunderstanding when you are accepting something you know nothing of.



http://www.pajamasmedia.com/instapundit-archive/archives2/2008/06/15-week/

beck

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Progress

As a new year approaches, I find myself reflecting on the past as well as preparing for the future. I have yet to sit and write out any personal resolutions, but they are certainly on my mind.

Today while reading in The Economist (I do this maybe once in a blue moon), I discovered an article on the idea of progress titled "Onwards and Upwards" (the issue's cover article). The article examines the idea of progress on a global scale. This caused me to reflect on what our nation's resolutions might be--political ideals aside.

I'm sharing an excerpt from the article that I found interesting and quite relevant. As part of the generation that will lead our nation's efforts for progress, this is an idea that I think will be extremely valuable:


"... The very idea of [moral sensibility] sounds quaint and old-fashioned, but it is the subject of a powerful recent book by Susan Neiman, an American philosopher living in Germany. People often shy away from a moral view of the world, if only because moral certitude reeks of intolerance and bigotry. As one sociologist has said "don't be judgmental" has become the 11th commandment.

"But Ms. Neiman thinks that people yearn for a sense of moral purpose. In a world preoccupied with consumerism and petty self-interest, that gives life dignity. People want to determine how the world works, not always be determined by it. It means that people's behaviour should be shaped not by who is most powerful, or by who stands to lose and gain, but by what is right despite the costs. Moral sensibility is why people will suffer for their beliefs, and why acts of principled self-sacrifice are so powerful. ...

"Ms. Neiman asks people to reject the false choice between Utopia and degeneracy. Moral progress, she writes, is neither guaranteed nor is it hopeless. Instead, it is up to us."


Since coming to DC, I've learned a new meaning of the word transparent--that is transparency as it promotes good governance. The article, though briefly cited above, actually gives many references to government and its hindrance or benefits to progress. There is nothing more valuable to a society than transparency in government. We, as a society, want and need a moral compass. Our government should also hold to a standard of morality based on the unalienable rights in our charters of freedom. I hope that in my lifetime our government will be able to fully meet this standard, though I know it will be largely by the efforts of our generation. I do not mean that we will all become politicians or government workers. More importantly, I mean that all of our citizens should become active participants in our democratic system and that is the only way we will be able to bring about the progress we wish to see. It seems we have our work cut out for us.

beck

Friday, December 25, 2009

In Remembrance

On Christmas...

"Remember the simple grandeur of his mortal birth to just a young woman, who spoke for every faithful woman in every dispensation of time when she said, "Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word" (Luke 1:38).

"Remember his magnificent but virtually unknown foster father, a humble carpenter by trade who taught us, among other things that quiet, plain, unpretentious people have move this majestic work forward from the very beginning, and still do so today.

"Remember Christ's miracles and his teachings, his healing and his help...Then, on those days when we feel our progress has halted or our joys and views have grown dim, we can press forward steadfastly in Christ, with unshaken faith in him and a perfect brightness of hope (2 Nephi 31:19-20)." --Elder J.R. Holland. The Ensign. November 1995.


And in the languages of international visitors I've had this year:

Joyeux Noel! Feliz Navidad! Frohe Weihnachten! سعيد عيد الميلاد Natale allegro! God Jul! Maligayang Pasko! С Рождеством Христовым! Hristos se rodi! Šťastné Vánoce! Vrolijke Kerstmis! Καλά Χριστούγεννα! חג מולד שמח Hauskaa Joulua! नाचते-गाते-खाते क्रिसमस Boas Festas! Craciun fericit! Vrolijk kerstfeest! Christmas Alegre! ...and Merry Christmas!

beck

Monday, December 21, 2009

A Colorful Project

I came across a small box of postcards a couple of months ago. I think they were left behind by one of my international visitors as a project she worked on. I didn't look at the cards closely until last week. They were quite colorful in subject matter. The cards are from a European project that comes from the Netherlands. And lucky for you, there is a project website where you can see some of the images that are on the postcards: http://www.togetherforever.nl/ The images are limited, but if you click on some of the links, it will show you more. I'm sure if you can read Dutch you can probably navigate better.

Enjoy!

beck

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Snow on Snow on Snow

It started Friday night and did not stop for about 24 hours.

Saturday morning I woke up to find these beauties outside our kitchen window.


The Flying Dakota buried outside






I was scheduled to babysit last night in DC. I found out my metro station was going to close at 1pm, so I rushed to catch the last train, but didn't make it in time. The trains were still going to the station right before mine, so I decided to try to get there somehow. I retreated home, ate lunch, bundled up in my ski gear (I'm so glad I had it with me) and started walking. I was barely walking on the pike for a few hundred feet when an SUV pulled over and let me hop in. They were two nice gentleman who were on their way home and I was not their first passenger of the day. (When I told my mom this she almost lost her lid) "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers," (A Streetcar Named Desire). And I like adventures.


So I made it into DC and did some shopping at Macy's before they closed that store early. The entire city was pretty much shutdown. So I walked and took pictures, just biding my time before babysitting.


The menorah was lit, but not the Christmas tree...that was kinda sad.





with flash:


without flash:











I was not the only one out...just one of the few.






My favorite






Normally you'd be able to see the Washington Monument at least, but you couldn't even see past the reflecting pool because of the snow...the beautiful snow...





"There...harmony." (P&P)


without flash:


with flash:











I had planned to use a gift certificate to stay here for the night, but then the babysitting gig was cancelled so I decided to venture home. Thanks to Steve, I didn't have to walk home from the metro.



This is what I woke up to this morning







These beauties grew over a foot.






There is something invigorating about discovering something beautiful and feeling it with all your senses. I wish I could share this experience in a way that allows you to feel it the way I did. Pictures are just the best I can do.


beck