Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Dear Mr. Caribou Man (2)

Dear Mr. Caribou Man,
Today I went to Caribou at my normal 8am, and you were not there. I was a little worried at first and then a little sad. But no worries, you walked in at 8:20am. You got your normal coffee and glass of water. You sat across from me in the comfortable chairs and pulled up a foot rest like always. Today was a pondering day--no friends or newspaper. Maybe someday soon I will be brave enough to say hello to you, my caribou man.
kaci

Monday, September 28, 2009

Dear Mr. Caribou Man

Dear Mr. Caribou Man,
Every Monday through Friday I see you at Caribou around 8am. You always sit in the comfortable chairs across from me. You take a sip of your coffee and then a sip of water and then you repeat. Sometimes you read the newspaper, some days you have a friend that joins you, some days you ponder into space. I wish I knew your story. That's all.



*I feel like I need to make it clear that my Mr. Caribou Man is at least in his 70's and not at all a secret crush of mine. But I do have a secret grandpa crush on him.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Capital Pursuit

I officially finished running the 10 mile Capital Pursuit race. I'm sure most of you don't care about the little details, so feel free not to actually read rest of this post. (Really I'm sure 90% of you don't really care about any of the lame details of my life, so I'm not really sure why you read this and 5% of you are my family so you feel like you have to read this because yes I will quiz you...hmmm...)

So back to the race. I started off way too fast which led to massive shin splints during the second mile. I then convinced myself in the pain that I was never going to run ever again in my life. I was done. Yes I am a wuss who does not like any sort of pain. Then the race route went right by my parked car and I was so tempted to be done, but my competitive nature would not have any of that. Luckily around mile 4 the shin splints were gone and I realized again that I really do enjoy running. Around that time I had a nice little chat with two ladies which made the run a little more enjoyable too.

A little after mile 5, my good friend Travis stood in his front yard to cheer me on. It made me smile and gave me a bit more energy. Then the real joy of the run came because we got to run down Ingersoll. (Sidenote: last week I ran up Ingersoll and decided it was one giant hill and I pretty much hated it. It's much more enjoyable to run down the big giant hill...much much more.)

I usually run 12.5 minute miles when I do my long runs (yes, I know I am slow. I think the Sloss gene wouldn't have it any other way.) But I ran 11.5 minute mile which totally made my day!!!!

In the end, I'm glad I did it. It got me really excited for the half marathon in 3 weeks.

Friday, September 25, 2009

links of the week

Falling in love with the Church
Derek Thomas brings me some conviction. "Something is terribly wrong when professing Christians do not identify with the church and love being a part of her. Something is wrong when professing Christians fail to be passionate about every aspect of the church and long to invest themselves in her, taking all that the church represents and does to heart."


107 miles
Did you know the farthest you can get from a McDonald's in the lower 48 states is 107 miles? I'm pretty sure the map on this page made me throw up just a little in my mouth.


When gmail is down...

Oh what should you do?

Wow

Winners in the inaugural British Wildlife Photography Awards.



Wednesday, September 23, 2009

thankful

reasons while I'm thankful....

my mom actually feels good enough to blog.

i’m shielded by God’s power. 1 peter 1:5

for the feeling that something really good is happening right now.

in less than one month, all my sisters and i will all be in the same city. oh how i cherish sister bonding time.

amazing friends who encourage, challenge, rebuke, love deeply. friends who when they leave your jaw hurts from laughing so much.

hooded sweatshirts on rainy days.

my life is finally settling down yet still full of so many sweet adventures.

that my inheritance will never fade, spoil, or perish.

i’m filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy.

how much fun it is to learn the hoedown throwdown with women you can feel completely comfortable acting like a fool with.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Ahhhh....

I officially registered for the Capital Pursuit 10 mile run this Sunday. I'm not doing this at all to be fast but to see if I can actually finish. But in not wanting to be fast, I also don't want to be last. My fear now is that I will be the last person to cross the finish line. Scary.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

A week in review....



This was not from this week, but oh well. Crystal, Christina and I went up to tailgate before the Iowa v ISU game. So much fun. I absolutely love these two women. Sadly ISU lost, but all was okay because we had some amazing breakfast burritos.



Friday night I went with Sylvia and Brian to Ankeny high school homecoming game. Random things learned from the night....
-Sylvia played the clarinet in high school. Her sophomore year she marched, but never played her instrument and that's about the time she realized she should quit.
-The varsity cheer squad is a whole lot more tan than the sophomore cheer squad. I have theories about this, but I will spare you.
-High school football is actually kind of fun to watch.
-I had several other observations, but I don't remember them, sorry to disappoint.



I stalked this older couple at the game. Seriously so cute when old people hold hands.





Sat. morning Sarah and I went to the Beaverdale Festival parade. My favorite mascot was by far the Great Clips shampoo bottle. Classic.






Saturday night ended with an amazing dinner with some amazing women (Tracy, Katie, Mikaela, Eve, and Carrie) . We went out to Bravo for Mikaela's birthday. Then we relived high school memories by taking senior photos out at the pond at Jordan Creek. We went to Blue Moon too. Dueling pianos, so much fun. I'm thinking during the Sloss Sister family vacation in a few weeks to Des Moines, IA this would be a fun addition that is if we can convince the little girls to skip out on Iowa's homecoming or we might have to postpone it until Christmastime.






Lasso's

Today I was doing my long run (a disappointing 10.5 miles. My knees were killing me, so I sadly decided to listen to my body and stop short of my 12 mile goal.) and I was running on MLK from Euclid down to Ingersoll. Somewhere after Hickman, I'm running along minding my own business and I see these three men in their 40's/50's wearing cowboy hats. One is holding a lasso. I thought to myself...hmmm interesting, not something you see everyday in this area of Des Moines.

Then all of a sudden the man holding the lasso run up the driveway towards me and throws his lasso at me. No worries with my lightening speed (yes that was funny.) I avoided him or he just had really bad aim and missed me.

Often when I'm running I think up ridiculous situations and try to decide what would I do if that happened. Would I call 911, would I call the dsm non-emergency police number (yes that number is programmed into my phone), would I try to play it cool and laugh it off. Who would have thought even with my very large imagination that I would have never thought of 'what should I do if some man throws a lasso and catches me. So now I am pondering if ever I am running along again and some man throws a lasso at me but this time actually catches me, what should I do? Should I play it cool and laugh it off, freak out and immediately call the police, or freeze up and do nothing cause I'm completely shocked.

Oh the things to ponder...

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Coping Skills

I was talking to a first grader at work about coping skills. Him and I were creating something out of play-dough that reminded us of a time when we really got angry. He told me about his, and we talked about the coping skills he used that time. I created a little man (he was red) and talked about a time when one of my really close friends lied to me. I then asked him what kind of coping skills I could have used in that situation. He quickly responded by saying "tell your dad." Oh little children, if only all of life's problems could still be solved by telling your dad.

Then I was thinking what do I use as a coping skill when I'm sad, angry, frustrated, or any other negative emotion. The number one thing I do is talk to God, my dad. It is amazing how much wisdom this little first grader spoke into my life. I think back to that experience where I was lied to and felt betrayed that I so beautifully replicated with play-dough. What did I do? I cried out to my daddy. He comforted me. He is my rock. He is my strong tower. He is my hope.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

Who have I become?

Today after lunch I was pondering life and such and realized I am a whole lot different today than I was a year ago. It is really strange. Here's a look into my life changes.

-I have only one job. This is the first time in four years that I have only one job.

-I typically wake up now an hour or two before my alarm. This is strange. I used to hit the snooze button several times every morning. Now I've become a morning person.

-I've officially been caffeine free for two months and don't see myself going back at all or for a very, very long time. The first week of withdrawal kicked my butt a little too much.

-Today for lunch I had homemade peanut butter (that I bought at a farmer's market) on whole wheat bread, peaches I had canned, salsa I had canned with multi-grain chips, an apple I had picked off a tree, and baby yellow tomatoes I had also picked. Let's just say this diet is a whole lot different than my diet a year ago.

-I ran 11.5 miles yesterday. This is strange also. I am not an athlete and never have claimed to be, so this weirds me out a lot.

-I go to bed around 10pm on weeknights. A year ago my average bedtime was 1am. This makes me feel old.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Links of the week

Placebo buttons

I feel lied to. Apparently "In most elevators, at least in any built or installed since the early nineties, the door-close button doesn't work. It is there mainly to make you think it works. (It does work if, say, a fireman needs to take control. But you need a key, and a fire, to do that.) Once you know this, it can be illuminating to watch people compulsively press the door-close button. That the door eventually closes reinforces their belief in the button's power. It's a little like prayer. Elevator design is rooted in deception--to disguise not only the bare fact of the box hanging by ropes but also the tethering of tenants to a system over which they have no command."

Top 100 Church Blogs

Kent Shaffer has created an updated list of his top 100 Christian blogs (by visitors, and other markers.) This is an interesting list to waste some time on if you have time to spare.

The Beatles

This sounds so tempting, but I'm pretty sure the $298.98 price tag does not fit into my budget this month or any month for that matter.

19th child

The Duggars are expecting their 19th child. Slightly (okay a whole lot) blows my mind away. This family continues to fascinate me in so many ways. This show alone makes me kind of want cable.





Google Reader

Google reader is amazing. If you check more than a couple of blogs a day, this will make your time on the internet a whole lot more efficient.

Here's a how-to.

Now go and do it.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

My week

Here's my week in pictures....



My sweet little cousin/Godchild turned 11. I got to go to his birthday party. It was a great reminder of the simple joys of childhood.



Kassie was in town on Friday night, so I got to hang out with her and Kinsey. (Is it sad that when I was going to write their names in the last sentence I started to type @kassie1001 and @slossyjr instead of their real names? I think our family might be a bit twitter obsessed.) Sadly though @ksloss was lame and couldn't join us too. So when Kassie comes in town that means she brings my favorite nephew, Graham. He was tired when I got there, so sadly no cute smiley pictures this time. The most exciting part of the evening though was my mom was feeling good enough that we were all able to go out to eat together! It was actually the first time that I have been around that she has felt good enough to go out to eat.




Christina and I took a day road trip up to South Dakota for LifeLight fest. I'm pretty sure we spent over half of the four hour drive confessing sin to each other. It's refreshing to be incredibly vulnerable to people. Even more refreshing when it is a two way street and you know you can trust that person with even the ugliest of ugliest things.



When we got to Sioux Falls, we got to have lunch and hang out all day with my good friend, Jason, who I met at Camp Hope in Connecticut back in the day. He goes to Moody and drove up for the weekend. We had fun reminiscing and laughing a whole lot.



Jason introduced Christina and I to our first official Quiverfull family. The two boys in the pic are two of twelve and their mom is still going. They aren't just a quiverfull, but the family also travels around half of the year doing traveling ministry stuff at NBA half-time shows, schools and lots of random place. I think I'm going write a post about them later. Needless to say, it was like learning about a whole new culture, yet so many of my preconceived judgements were proven wrong.




I'm pretty sure I have eaten this salad at least four times this week. It is like a little bit of heaven. Spinach, Gala apples, blueberries, sunflower seeds, soy nuts, feta cheese, raspberry vinaigrette dressing....simply amazing!


Overall it has been an amazing week where I enjoyed a lot of sweet people and God rocked my world on several occassions.


Thursday, September 3, 2009

Blow your face away God moment

I just had one of those rare blow your face away God moments that happen when you are least expecting it, but when you need it the most.

I'm not someone who sits idle very easily. I want to have a life plan. I want to have it all figured out. And in that plan, I want to change the world. I want to be out doing something that will make the difference in people's lives. My greatest desire above knowing God and making him known is to have a family. If God doesn't give me a family, I want to go to the nations and serve him there or I'm ready to move to the inner-city and serve there. I want to be doing something big. I don't want to sit and wait. I don't want to be content serving God right here where He has placed me now.

So on my drive home, I was telling all this to God. I'm not happy working hard right now paying off my school debt (even though my desire in doing this is so I can be free from that burden, so that I can have the freedom to go to the nations, innercity, or wherever else.) I want to be doing something bigger. I'm not content just loving those around me right now; I want to be doing more. I then heard this part of "Until the Whole World Hears" by Casting Crowns on the radio.

"We'll sing until the whole world hears
Want to be your hands and feet
Want to be a life that leads
To see you set the captive free
Until the whole world hears."

This song just made me even more discontent. I want to be doing something big right now. I want to do something that will let the whole world hear now not later. I was getting mad at God too. Why can't I be in a place right now where I can see some of my desires being fulfilled? Why am I single? Why do I live in Des Moines, IA far from any inner-city? Why am I here?

So here comes the kicker....

I get off the interstate on my exit and see a car pulled off on the top with it's blinkers on. I see a girl inside just sitting and waiting. I immediately think I should help her, so I pull into a nearby parking lot to turn around. And then I second guess myself and think 'really what kind of help can I offer someone in their car' (My dad did make me take intro to auto in high school, but that only taught me so much.) I sit in the parking lot for about a minute arguing with myself and finally think 'why not see if I can help her.' I get out of my car and run over to hers and ask if she needs help. She goes on to tell me that she is seven months pregnant and just ran out of gas.
I then offered to go and get some gas for her. On the way to the gas station and on the way back there were two lights. All four of them where green when I got to them. And then when I got to the gas station, the attendent found a broken gas container that they couldn't sell that I was able to use (usually you have to buy them at this gas station.) I felt like God was just preparing the way for me. Then here's the second kicker...I had switched radio stations during the drive and what do I hear again. Yep I heard "Until the Whole World Hears" by Casting Crowns...

'Lord I want my life to be the song you sing
Until the whole world hears, Lord we are calling out
Lifting your name up for all to hear the sound"

I started crying. (Yeah I become a bit of a feeler in the past month.) God blew me away. It was like He was saying 'Woah Kaci, do you trust me? Do you believe that knowing me is greater than anything you can do? Do you believe that I can put the right people in your path to serve and love at the right time? Do you believe I can use you to make my name known anywhere at anytime?'

He reminded me of so much truth. He has put me here where I am now. There is a reason for it and I am doing something for his kingdom. I am making his name known in this world even if it is Des Moines, IA. There are people here that I can serve and love with all my heart. The discontentment I was feeling was not from God at all. He has divinely placed me here at this time of my life and I can praise him for that. I can trust him with every moment now, but I can also trust him with every moment in my future that is to come. God has plans for me; they may not look like I want them to be, but I am promised that they will bring him much glory. And that above all is the desire of my heart.