Spirit vs. Soul

 I just got back from the Yellow Deli in Oneonta with Marina.  It was quite the experience that really got me thinking.  The Yellow Deli is a delicious restaurant ran by members of the Twelve Tribes Community.  After eating our delicious completely homemade meal I asked our waiter to explain what exactly the Twelve Tribes are.  He proceeded to tell me about their beliefs as a group of people that live and work together all loving one another and God.  He talked about how there is such a divide between doctrine and love now days.  Before there was doctrine there was just love, what has happened now?  THere's such a divide and it's unfortunate.  He was so happy to talk about "his people" and his beliefs.  He is so happy with where he is in his life and you can just tell that he loves life because of his love of God.  One comment that really struck me was when he discussed the difference between soul and spirit.  "Spirit is what we all want and want to have with God. Our soul is what we do without thinking out our spirit." I really liked what he said because I think that's true.  I've always lived my life thinking that the basis to understanding people is first understanding their spirituality.  Your spirit is everywhere. It's what connects you to something greater than yourself.  

    People listen to music these days that isn't healthy for our souls or spirits.  It's harmful and unhealthy. I'm now definitely going to be more conscious of my spirit and what I do to have a good spirit. 

Another Week

Week 12 has just begun at the Dreams Park. It's crazy to think how many times I've counted out team's uniforms, told people where the bathrooms are, done the YMCA in front of a couple thousand people, and how many baseballs I've given umpires to use in games.  It's become so routine now that I don't really notice anything else.  The routine is good though I guess.  My mom asked me if time passes quickly while working to which I replied "ya because I never really feel like I'm working". If I didn't live here it'd probably feel more like work but it really doesn't.  This past week was a good week.  There were some nice coaches and umpires that remembered me throughout the week and were nice.  It makes everything more fun when I get to know the kids and coaches.  I brought out a football yesterday during work (yep, football at a baseball tournament) and people just gravitated toward it.  There were a couple of teams that would mess with me and make funny comments.  I love being able to get to know them and some of the coaches.  One thing that's been hard here is how temporary everything is.  I'll meet coaches and talk with them some but then they're gone in a flash and I'll never see them again.  Some with some of the players.  Just when you start to get to know someone it's like they're completely gone and there's nothing I can do about it.  A couple of boys were back this week that had been here before this year and I knew them so it was great to see them.  TJ is 6'4'' tall and is from Florida and this is his third trip here this summer.  He's awesome.  And Aaron plays for Florida teams but lives in New Jersey and is a big kid too.  It's great to see some familiar faces.  There are a few returning players and coaches this week that are here too so that should be nice.
   We're getting to the end of the season which means a lot of interns have left.  Trevor and Kyle left today. Chelsea, Phil and CJ left last Friday and a lot of the interns from other departments left this last week.  Starting tomorrow I'll be the only one in my room.  That will be nice, weird but nice I think.  It's basically just me, Frankie and Logan here now and then they've hired some locals to work with us.
    Cheers to 2 more weeks of Livin the Dream! 

It's the little things

Nothing beats a spoonful of peanut butter and raisins after a 15 hour work day.  That seems to be my go-to lately.  Too bad I'm out of raisins now. Nothing like putting on a pair of sweats, my headphones in listening to country and eating peanut butter.  I don't have to talk to ANYONE which is a rare occurrence at this place. Usually I'm always answering the usual questions "where's the bathroom", "what's the record for home runs in a game", "are you a local or just here for the summer?", "what goes on at this place in the winter?", "what time is closing ceremonies?", "the umpire needs more baseballs on field 4", "can we start the game yet?", "is it a warning or automatic out if the batter throws the bat?" Finally some peace at night! I should probably lay off the peanut butter though.  Thank God for Megan who sent me a jar of my favorite Skippy Natural peanut butter :) It's the real little things I've learned to really appreciate.

Currently I'm listening to "Friends in Low Places" by Garth Brooks.  You better believe this song will be played at my wedding and one day I WILL sing this karaoke.

People here ask me all the time if I'm a local, or in college, or if this is just a summer job.  I give them the same schpeal I've giving 300 other times about how I wanted an adventure this summer so I moved 2000 miles from home and here I am.  The look on people's faces (usually moms) is priceless especially when they find out I live in the barracks.  But then they realize how much money I'll be making and what kind of experience I'm having.  I don't regret being here in any way.  I've learned a ton! I can definitely say that after this summer I'll be a better coach, friend, community citizen and later in life mom and wife.  You learn a lot by observing thousands of people daily.  Last week I saw what I thought was some of the best coaching I've seen here.  It was on Wednesday (single elimination tournament begins) and there was a team from northern California.  This low-seeded team had three coaches each in his twenties.  They played their first game at 10am and won which meant they played the next game and won that, played again and won that and then played their FOURTH game of the day at 5:30pm.  They never once complained about playing so many games.  Their coaches let the boys coach themselves. They stepped back and let the boys captain the team.  No boy ever cried (unusual for 12 year old boys especially when they strike out). Their parents were always positive and constantly cheering.  The coaches never stomped the ground or hit anything; their voices only raised to give positive comments.  It's the little things that really make a big difference in a team's performance. It's times like these when I really like my job. 

Niagara Falls

         Dad came last weekend! He drove from Pittsburg to come hang out.  We went to Brooks BBQ for lunch on Saturday in between work.  Frankie and Logan came too.  Frankie has got to be one of the corkiest people I've ever met but he's fantastic and makes me laugh. I've probably snorted more from the things he's said than I have from anyone else's statements. Dad stuck around and watched Opening Ceremonies here and then we left late that night to spend a night in a hotel about an hour from here.  It was so incredibly nice to sleep in a big bed with clean sheets and not have to wear shoes in the bathroom; oh and watch tv and walk on carpet.  It's the little things I've 


really learned to appreciate being out here.  On


 Sunday we went on a run and then headed to Niagara Falls.  It rained some but he put on jackets and embraced the rain. We stayed on the American side for a little while.  I didn't know that Niagara Falls consisted of 3 falls....American Falls, Bridal Veil Falls, and finally Horseshoes Falls (the most well known).  It was so amazing to be there.  The amount of water (700,000+ gal/sec) flowing over the falls.  Everyone should go and check it out.  It's a statement of powerful peace and terrifying tranquility. Once we got across Rainbow Bridge and into Canada we found our cheap motel and then headed to the falls to watch the fireworks as they began over the falls. They were gorgeous especially since they had colored lights on the falls.  Fireworks bring lots of memories to me and this will just add to my list of memories. We finally got dinner at Shoeless Joe's Grille.  I had a delicious sandwich on gluten free bread that had real Canadian Bacon on it. I had french fries too of course. For dessert we split a blueberry cheesecake cocktail.  Since the drinking age is 18 in Canada I got to order it. I felt like quite the adult especially when we went into the casino after and they checked my ID because you have to be 19 to enter.  On Monday dad and I slept in and then continued touring on the Canadian side.  We went on the Maid of the Mist boat ride which takes you right up next to the falls.  You get pretty wet but it's well worth it to be that close.  Seeing the falls on the Canadian side is the best because you have a much better view of all three falls.  Dad and I shared a buffalo burger for lunch as we sat and listened to the water.  We did lots of walking in those two days.  It was then time drive to Lake Ontario. On our way saw a guy with an old, homemade convertible car. We had made a pit stop and dad started talking to the guy. He ended up asking me if I wanted to ride and he drove my 15 miles as dad followed. Mom would've either freaked out that I was riding with a 70 year old stranger or she would've encouraged it. But YOLO right?! So many people stared at us because his car is so old. I was happy this old man had a hobby though and this car allowed him to talk to people. People in Canada asked if I was dad's wife. Uh no!!!! We were concerned about that thinking he was some store of cradle rober.  Dad and I did a little wine tasting (nothing good in Canada, except the iced wine).  We crossed the border and headed to the Anchor Bar in Buffalo to get the original BBQ wings.  We did get them and they were great. After leaving the bar at 9ish we headed toward Cooperstown.  It was a four hour drive. We stayed the night in Oneonta (20 miles from the park). It was great again for a clean room even though I went right to sleep and had to be awake at 6:30am. It was so much fun.  
         It was great to get out of here for a few days. SO much fun and such a worthy site to see! 

      The towns out here are so different then out west.  There are dozens of villages and towns all over the place that seem to pop up and if you were to blink you'd miss them.  The cities are full of old, run down factories and rail road tracks. Along our journey it was nice to see these little towns full of what I consider 'small town America'.   It really is beautiful driving through the country side.  When you look out and see flags flying, volunteer fire crews out fixing power lines at midnight, people walking down the streets in overalls waving at you.  I've had to get used to being in a small town where it's not uncommon to see toothless people who don't have a college degree. Life out here is more about living with what you've got and making the best of it versus pursing another dream and trying to get to the next level.  It's a different way of thinking but it works for the people here. 

Just little league baseball

Okay so we're at a 12 YR. OLD baseball tournament.  I think some people forget that sometimes.  I think they also forget that it's not just the baseball game that's important in life it's all the lessons people learn from the game.  12 year olds (children/young adults in general) are like sponges. If you're going to be THAT coach that runs on the field cussing, you're kids are going to remember that.  If you're going to be the creepy, old umpire that is nosey then the players will remember that too.  Despite what people think this really is only a game. In a couple of weeks it won't matter how many runs were scored, the bad call by the umpire, the 80+ homeruns by the other team in a week. What you'll remember though are the times the coach patted you on the back and looked you in the eyes telling you how proud he is for hustling on the field, or the time the umpire pulled you aside to say you're a fantastic pitcher who really keeps your composer on the mound, or the time your team carried you off the field because you made a fantastic catch in left field.  On the other hand they'll remember their coach dropping the F bomb at an employee, or the parents throwing chairs in outrage at a call, or a coach trowing his hat and stomping in protest to a controversial call.  Sometimes I feel like people forget that they're role models to many young people. Whether they want to be or not they're being looked up to so why not be a great example of determination, hard work, perseverance, persistance,  courage and dedication?

Life is Good

from Megan

Care package from MN& St. Louis

 The Bat Shop

The souvenir shop

Ali's cookies :)

So I'm trying this new thing for the month.  I'm trying to only purchase products that are made in America.  It's proving more difficult than one would hope for.  This was prompted when Lwiggy and I were talking about how people say they're so patriotic and love America, but don't support small businesses and buying local.  Recently the US Olympic Committee was criticized for their official uniforms sporting the famous label "Made in China".  That's ridiculous that for our home team we don't have uniforms made at home stimulating out own economy.  I'm fortunate because there isn't much I need to buy but now I spend time shopping online for made in America goods.  It's kind of fun but challenging for sure.

    Sunday- my day off!  I slept in after having an overnight.  It rained this morning but yesterday was 90 degrees + which is especially hot when you're outside the entire time.  Hopefully I'll get a nice tan, that's a joke because it'll be a major farmers tan.  I led the Golden Arm skills competition yesterday. That's where one representative of all 104 teams has a chance to throw 3 balls from center field at a wooden target at home plate.  I love the responsibility that comes from leading it. Some of these kids are so nervous when they first throw.  I love when I get to talk to the players though.  I went to a brewery yesterday with the guys for lunch. I had a veggie burger, soooo good! and sweet potato tots.  There was a chocolate shop nearby so we went in and had chocolate covered bacon. It was actually pretty good but the chocolate orange were better.  We're going to go back at some point and take a chocolate making class.  I had Friday morning off so I worked out and then went down to the river just to hang out.  I swam because it was so hot and then just listened to country music and laid in the sun.  It was so nice.  It's gorgeous and quiet down there. I worked out 4 times last week which was great.  I still miss the gym and skating and lacrosse but that'll just make it more exciting when I get back.  There's a 16 year old new intern with us from California. It's crazy that he's TJ's age and he's here for the summer. We played football the other day and he's cool.  I'm officially done working in the souvenir and bat shop and I'll be with baseball operations full time.  I'm definitely excited. I learned a lot from working in retail in regards to business, mark ups, purchase orders, etc but I know that I don't really have a desire to work in retail again.  Hopefully I enjoy being in ops full time.

    I seriously have the best friends in the world.  All the interns here know it to because every time they see me I seem to have another package from a friend.  Megan Neumann sent me a package with twizzlers, natural peanut butter, reeses pieces and other yummy treats, Ali Everitt sent homeade gluten free peanut butter an chocolate cookies which are some of the best cookies I've had and my St. Louis and Minnesota girls sent a super cute coffee cup, hot cocoa packets, and other candy.  Allison Boyd sent gluten free chocolate chip cookies last week too.  I seriously am so thankful that I'm at DU with some of the most amazing people in the world.  I love and miss my friends tons but it's reassuring knowing that we'll all be together soon laughing and having fun again.

    Every day gets better here.  I love being able to help people out every day whether it's getting baseballs for umpires, answering questions, playing tag with little kids, or honoring 2 mothers of 12 year old boys from a Nebraska team that lost their life to breast cancer it's really nice to be able to help people.  I've always wanted to use sports as a way of connecting with people and making their lives a little bit brighter and this is a way I get to do that daily!

Happy Independence Day America

Otsego Lake

apple pie

fishing spot

full moon out my barrack

Cider Mill, 'Merica

Happy 4th everyone!!! Today I got up after having an overnight (if there are any girl players we take turns, as interns, sleeping in the barracks with them and get paid to sleep :) ) and I had the morning off.  I worked out, I still hate people looking at me and I miss the gym dearly but you do what you've got to do.  It's really humid here but I'm also getting used to that too.  After a workout Frankie and I took a trip to Fly Creek Cider Mill.  Pops (his name is Ron and he's an older guy that works with us) let us take his car so we drove there.  They have dozens of samples of lots of goodies like fudge, apple butter, syrup and other stuff from New York.  We ate there too and I have a spinach salad with grilled chicken, first time I've seen spinach since May.  It was yummy!!! We stopped at TOPS market so I good grab some berries and nuts and came back before I worked an afternoon shift engraving bats. I'm getting the hang of that too and have gotten to be pretty fast at engraving those and baseballs.  It was weird not doing anything special for the 4th.  All of your texts, calls, and pictures about the 4th were all so cute.  Wish I were with any of you to enjoy it but that's okay, I got to celebrate by living in a country that allows me the opportunity to have a job of my choosing!

Trevor and his Southern food on his birthday

just fishin'

    So this past weekend I went to the Farmers Market on Saturday. Frankie and I bought a whole wheat apple pie to split because it looked really good, we still have some too.  And a guy gave me a free, delicious peach.  Too bad I can't buy the produce and cook with it.  On Sunday I went fishing in the morning with Richie.  We just went behind one of the fields by the railroad tracks and listened to country music and fished.  My first cast of the season I caught a fish followed by 2 more fish that day.  Richie didn't catch anything.  Thanks dad for teaching me how to fish.  The whole morning the lyrics "she can't even bait a hook" were going through my head as a was cutting worms and baiting the hook.  That afternoon we hung out with Trevor and went to Cooley's, a pub in Cooperstown for lunch.  Of course I had french fries (half sweet potato and half regular).  We then ended up taking an unplanned trip across the Pennsylvania border and had Waffle House; I'd never been there before.  It was Trevor's birthday too so that's what we did while listening to more country music.

Richie's massive Waffle House dinner

       Yesterday I work I met the cousins of family friends of ours from Mississippi.  When I work the register in the souvenir shop I have to check IDs when people use credit cards and this lady had the last name of "Artigues" so I told her about the family I knew and she was like "those are our cousins."  Matthew Artigues came and stayed at our house 3 years ago for a baseball tournament that was in Salt Lake for the week.  He became another brother for the week and his parents were out too.  It's such a small world.  I also met a few boys from Denver, one of whom plays hockey for a 12U team for DU.  his goal is to play D1 hockey for the pioneers one day.  How crazy that he and I skate on the same ice? Being out here has really made me realize how connected we all are.  You might as well live a happy, peaceful life with no enemies because you never know who you're aggravating.
    Christian Bennett leaves tomorrow on his mission.  I'll miss my best friend.  I've known him since sophomore year when we did HOBY together and then MUN and then continued to be friends and were Coke scholars together senior year and throughout this past year when I visited him at Harvard.  He's always been someone to talk to and navigate this crazy thing called life.  I'll never forget talking on the phone till 3 in the morning on May 1, 2011 both trying to decide where we wanted to go to college.  He was choosing between 2 schools just like me and we eventually both decided our schools and couldn't have been happier.  Bye Christian!
     New things I've tried:  grits, had my first lottery ticket (didn't win), and Carolina BBQ pork.  

my trip to the grocery store

I continue to learn a lot about life being out here.  I have friends here who have never traveled out of the timezone.  That astonishes me.  I feel like traveling has played a major contribution in my life.  I'm so grateful to have traveled since I was little.  I know, I know mom "most people haven't been near the places I've been in their whole lives and they're your grandparents ages and you're only 19"; well I'm a very fortunate 19 year old and I wouldn't trade it for the world.  I also know one guy here who's dad can't read or write.  That's something I never thought I'd know personally.  Just daily I'm continually amazed by the people I meet. Some little 12 year olds how have never seen a cassette tape or a portable CD player (I didn't think I was THAT old, ha.)
    Life is incredible.  I've definitely adapted to being out here more. Once you realize this is how it's going to be and you can't change it, you learn to embrace it.  Why not right?  It's such a learning experience for myself and others. Every day is like a case study learning new things.

Taryn's gluten free care package she sent

    God bless America.  I'm so thankful to live in this great country.  I'm so thankful for the men and women who are fighting for our country day after day in big ways and small ways.  Take the time to make new friends because you'll never know how much you can learn from them. Take time to give people hugs because you might not know how long it's been since a person has experienced one.  Take time to laugh, and snort :)   Thanks again for all the letters, gluten free good packages (Taryn), texts, calls and snapchats.  I really love hearing from you.  Life is beautiful!