Celeste Dylan

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Last night, I stayed up way too late finishing an art piece (‘broKEn’), so consequently, I woke up later than I had planned on. I rushed around like crazy getting ready for work. I think next time I should just take a few breaths and calm down because rushing never pays off. It just makes me frantic and stressed out. When I got to work we continued to decorate the room before the kids got there. GREEN was EVERYWHERE! It was fantastic! We had several fun things planned for them, and it just turned out to be a great day…. other than the fact that one of the kids went crazy over a piece of plastic gold and ended up punching another kid in the face and whapping a different kid multiple times in the back with his green leprechan hat. That made for several fun conversations with the parents of all three of the kids.

“Hi _____, yeah, your child got punched in the face over a piece of plastic.”

“Ummm, listen, your child had a rough day, attacked two children, and needs to be picked up immediately.”

“So _____ was hit repeatedly with a leprechan hat….sorry about that one.”

Don’t worry everyone! We have these kids under control! Haha, riiiigggghhhhhttt I LOVE my job!

This is me experimenting further with acrylic paint and partial collage. I think the colors and brush strokes in contrast to the black and white text heart create an interesting effect. The actual size of this painting is 8″ x 10″, and it was done on stretched canvas.

I always feel so much better after talking to a good friend. They give me such strength and so much joy. I just chatted with one of my high school friends on the internet, and honestly, I just feel so much better about life. Nothing exceptionally exciting happened today. I’m having a hard time adjusting to the time change… losing an hour has just about wiped me out. It’s hard enough waking up at 3:30 am…. oh well, such is life. It seems like the rest of my city is having a hard time adjusting too because it was soooo slow at Sbux today. There was much thumb twiddling, and I even got sent home early (which was a pleasant surprise). I spent the in between time napping, and then I went off to job number two. We are getting the room all St. Patrick’s Day-ed out! Green, Leprechans, and a big pot-o-gold….

I have my green for tomorrow…. getting pinched by 60 kiddos is not my idea of fun.

Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”

I’ve used this quote several times in my short lifetime  both for myself and for others. This quote gives me hope every time I have to leave someone I love. This quote is my constant reality because I am constantly in the position where I have to leave people that I love.  I am in a position that many college age young adults find themselves—or at least those young adults that have left their childhood homes to find themselves. When I graduated from high school, I made the decision to go to college in Indiana– a state far away from my home state, Colorado. Leaving my home, family, and childhood friends was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. For two years, I developed several wonderful relationships in the Chicagoland area. I then decided to move to California to finish up my Bachelor’s degree, so I left those dear friends behind. Now, as I’ve lived in California for about three years, I’ve made several more good friends and beautiful relationships, and soon, once again, I’m going to have to leave them, too. But at the same time as I lose the physical nearness of one friend, I gain either the former nearness of past friends and family, or I gain new friends to fill the void. In high school, I wrote a paper on a short story in which I discovered that people are wired to desire relationships–close contact, intimate bonds– with other people. As I get older and as I gain new friendships, my capacity to love grows. I don’t forget about those people I have left behind, but rather because of distance and because of new relationships, my ability to love them increases— absence really does make the heart grow fonder.

It has been more than a week (probably closer to two weeks) since I last posted something. I didn’t intentionally decide that I was going to wait this long to write, but as most things in life, it just happened. I got busy; I didn’t plan my time well; I was overwhelmed with trivial matters…. all of those are legitimate and truthful excuses for my absence. My question I pose to you…. did it make your heart grow fonder?

For some of you that faithfully read my journal entries, I already know the answer. I even received a couple of worried phone calls (which cracked me up actually). Just so everyone knows, I am alive and well.  I am back in action and better than ever!

Here’s a short recap of some of the happenings in my life lately in the form of one very long, wordy sentence….

I have become addicted to the TV show ‘Bones’, started exercising consistently, fell off of a treadmill while jogging (yes, quite embarrassing), created a huge classroom length rainbow out of construction paper chains, cursed and screamed when two of my coworkers decided to scare me at my entrance to work early on a Saturday morning, went to Alice in Wonderland in 3D (amazing), spilt an entire cup of Coke on my cute dark denim jeans while out at a nice restaurant with my roommate, and walked outside in shorts, a t-shirt, sunglasses, and flip flops on Sunday afternoon to gloriously welcome spring to California…. life is good, my dear readers.

So, I guess I need to clear up my last post because of the questions I received today from multiple people. Yes, I was at a dealership yesterday for three hours, and no, I was not looking for/buying a new car. My roommate has been in the market for a car for quite sometime, and yesterday she needed a ride to the dealership so she could sign the papers, etc. I thought it would take tops 45 minutes, but boy was I ever WRONG. It took forever… so to pass the time I….

1) …finally cleared out my backed up voicemail box. (P.S. Leaving a message on my voicemail is futile. I won’t listen to it until several months later when my voicemail is so backed up that I am bombarded with complaints. Actually, even calling me is really pointless. I’m usually at work, and when I’m not at work, I’m usually too busy to answer and hold a conversation. Text message and facebook are the best ways to communicate with me…. but then again, all of you knew that already, didn’t you?)

2) ….sent text messages to almost my entire contact list….

3) ….called my best friend in Colorado and bored her to tears for an hour….

4) ….organized my wallet….

5) ….downloaded “Your Love Is My Drug” by Ke$ha on my phone….

6) ….tried to figure out the ‘mystery’ flavor of the gum in my purse….

7) ….watched the two of the car salesmen hit on the woman at the front desk… (These guys were riots; they wouldn’t give it up!)

8)…. and twiddled my thumbs.

It was quite the night. I can’t remember a time that I’ve been that bored, but I’m sure there has been. When we finally got home, I watched “The Devil Wears Prada,” worked on a collage that remains unfinished, and tried to go to sleep but I was overwhelmed with a burst of energy that kept me up until 12:30 am.

By the way, going to sleep at 12:30 am and having to wake up at 3:30 am is NEVER a good idea.

Today has been a long day but very good. I have such an extraordinary life, and I am overwhelmed with the beauty of life everyday.  I am so ready to embrace the beauty that my bed holds….. I should write an ‘Ode to my Pillow,’ seriously.

I spent three hours at a car dealership today….. LAME. I must have some artistic expression tonight…. I’m bursting with black and white energy….

So I didn’t blog yesterday…. yeah, so?!