Cheerio, Old Chaps!

I finally took off my nail polish that has been chipping for the last week and a half. So that’s exciting.

Also, I was planning to do a whole lot of reading over my break from school. But I seem to be mainly doing a lot of TV-watching on Netflix. I finished The Hunger Games, and was so sad and unmotivated to start a new series. So I turned to British drama instead. After I finished Downton Abbey I started in on the BBC’s Sherlock. It’s so good! It’s Sherlock and Watson in modern-day London and old Holmes is as clever as ever. He just kills me.

Watson is played by "Jim" from the original British version of The Office.

So, I got suckered into buying/chose to buy a Living Social deal for a Brazilian Blowout for my hair.  I read up on them, but I feel like I still don’t quite get it. So it was probably a good purchase. Basically, it will make my hair smoother and shinier, right? I know they use some chemicals, but I used to get relaxers on my hair, which is pretty much like covering your head in flesh-eating lye and fire, so I think this milder protein solution will be OK. I guess we’ll find out when I leave the salon bald. Have any of you ladies ever done one?

So, Denver has gone insane. People literally broke into a sports store to steal a Tebow jersey because you can’t find them anywhere anymore. Special. Also, apparently Tebow threw for 316 yards on Sunday, and his favorite verse is John 3:16. Superstition veiled in Christianese abounds. However, I watched the news last night and two cool things happened: they read the entirety of John 3:16 on the news, so tons of people in Denver heard a very important piece of Scripture, and John 3:16 was the top Google search yesterday. So in spite of Christians turning the Broncos into something superstitious, people are looking into God’s Word. For that, I am grateful. Let’s pray that people dig deep and discover the truth of Jesus.

I wrote a post for Boundless the other day about how I spend so much time in a very Christian world. My friends are Christians, I go to a Christian school, I go to church. I rarely have meaningful conversations with people who do not believe the same things I do. I don’t tangibly reach out to the poor, the needy, the spiritually bankrupt. I don’t do a good job of living out the Great Commission. Do you guys? What are some ways you reach out to those in need?

OK, I best be off. Sherlock is waiting. As is my thesis proposal. Cheerio!

Victory! (In Game and Garden Form)

Oh, hey, I’m just hanging out here in Denver, home of the team that defeated the Steelers last night. That game was insane! They did so much better than expected and Teebs and the Broncos pulled out another victory. Of course, some people on FB had criticisms, but haters gonna hate. They can keep hating while the Broncos head to New England. Where, let’s be honest, they’ll most likely lose. But let’s not think about that for a few more days.

In other news, I watched the first season of Downton Abbey on Netflix this past week. I loved it.

First of all, it’s England in the early 1900s, and they live in a huge mansion. Childhood dream come true.

Secondly, they wear such darling clothes — dresses, hats, beads, gloves, beauty. See, look.

Third, Maggie Smith (a.k.a. Minerva McGonagall the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts) is so awesome and cranky and hilarious that the show is worth watching just for her proper, snarky comments.

Fourth, it shows the lives of a noble family and their servants. It’s fascinating how different life was according to this class system  — they all lived in the same house but experienced completely different worlds.

Season 2 premiered on PBS last night and they are in the midst of The Great War. Things are changing. Also, why is it that no one helps with war things anymore? In Downton Abbey everyone — even the lords and ladies — are volunteering at the hospital and driving tractors around fields and opening their homes to the wounded. During World War II, Americans rationed foods and women went to work in factories and everyone grew Victory Gardens.

It’s shameful to admit it, but I haven’t even spent much time thinking about the wars we’ve been in for the last decade. When the Iraq War officially ended a couple of weeks ago, I realized that nothing in my life would change as a result. Why are we citizens not more involved in things like this — what has changed? Is our participation just not needed like it used to be? Are we too selfish? Why don’t we grow Victory Gardens anymore (even when we try really hard)?

OK, I’m leaving now. I need to do some works and someone should really tell me what to write my thesis on because I have to decide within the next couple of weeks. Enjoy you some Monday, friends! Go Broncos!