Friday, February 25, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011


It is said that the early bird catches the worm. No wonder I'm a night owl. I hate worms.

How to Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell where this kid Billy take on the challenge of eating 15 worms in 15 days - all for the reward of $50.

One time, my friends and I put a worm in our friend Ramey's burger...

- a book that I think my teacher read in 4th grade, along with Tales of the 4th Grade Nothing by Judy Blume

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Sunday, February 20, 2011


in·dom·i·ta·ble [in-dom-i-tuh-buhl]
that cannot be subdued or overcome, as persons, will, or courage; unconquerable: an indomitable warrior.

Today on our way home from Vienna, we briefly stopped in Washington D.C. And while we were waiting for our depature to NYC...

Friday, February 18, 2011


Current facebook status: Katrina Blank is off to Vienna for the weekend.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Lead Actor

Tonight I was reminded of a quote that use to hang on my wall in my office back in CA:

YOU are always the lead actor of your life... and YOU have a tremendous impact on how that plays out. ~ Erwin McManus

I explained this quote to a student of mine this evening, and as I did, I moved two chess pieces around on the coffee table in front of me...

And as we chatted about her future, I insisted that she has take ownership of her decisions - that I can't make those choices for her...

I'd be there to support her, and to encourage her, but ultimately she has to want it, and want it enough to follow through...

Tonight I posted Erwin's quote on facebook, and a topnotch editor "liked" my status - all that much more convicting me, that I'm not doing what I need to do when it comes to the pursuit of writing.

I met with another student earlier in the day, and she shared with me that when she was younger she wanted to

(to be finished...)

but she didn't because she was scared.

I wonder how often our fears keep us from opening our souls to the world, by attempting something new or exploring unknown territory - or even a relationship.

It's much easier maintain our present course - the course we already know.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine's Day 2011

I've only had a boyfriend once my entire life of Valentine's day. It was back in middle school, and it was one of my longer relationships (okay, so it was one of my only relationships.) We dated almost an entire week. And as fate might have it, it was the week of February 14th. The boy bought me candy, I think. I dumped him 2 days later because for some reason things just weren't working out. I learned a few years ago that he's gay.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Sex & Eyebrows

I intended to save it for marriage - specifically for my honeymoon. But I'm nearing 33 years old and I simply can't wait any longer, hoping that someday someone will choose me as his "the one."

I had to do this for me. Even though I wanted it for us - the reality is, there is no "us" and there is no guarentee that there ever will be. The sex I'm still reserving for my hypothetical honeymoon, but the place I'd been saving for sex is now the location where I'll be celebrating my 33rd Birthday.

Hawaii here I come!!!

And on this topic, here's an excerpt I wrote several years ago:

“Katrina you’re getting too old not to be plucking your eyebrows. You really need to start shaping them”

Thanks mom. I’m also getting too old not to be having sex. What’s wrong with my eyebrows? It’s not like I have a una-brow or anything like that. And I’ve seen the horrendous effects of excessive plucking and accidental waxing. Eyebrows are already weird enough, but then women go and make them look even weirder. I just don’t get it.

My mom expressed her concern about my eyebrows the same year that my dad sat me down and told me that he and my mother would really like for me to go in and see a gynecologist. I told them I would, but only if they paid for it. I didn’t have health insurance at the time and I wasn’t about to fork over money to be molested in the name of medicine.

They agreed to pay and so for my 24th birthday they gave a trip to the gynecologist. To this day, it’s the most unique and worst birthday present I’ve ever received.

I finally conceded to shaping my eyebrows at the age of 29, and even signed up for another gynecologist appointment on my own. Gosh, I must be making my parents proud.

But when I went in to see the doctor (a female doctor this time), she told me that the pap test wasn’t really necessary. Mainly because it’s nearly impossible to get cervical cancer or an STD when you aren’t and never have been sexually active. That’s right. I’m a 30 year old virgin.

She performed the test anyway just in case I fall in the .0000000000001 percent of the population that contract cervical cancer without having sex. I received the results in the mail a week later, and sure enough - I passed! I proudly showed my test results to several of my coworkers, successfully making my friend Rick feel horribly uncomfortable.

I’m hoping my virginity will someday get me somewhere in life – like on Jay Leno or better yet, on Reality Series called “Who wants to marry a Virgin.” I’ve thought this show through very carefully. My second hottest guy friend will host the show, and of course, I will be the virgin.

(But I can't post the concept for the show online for fear that the idea will be stolen...)

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Dear Moon

Dear Moon,

Tonight you smiled down on me while I was running in Central Park. Thanks for your encouragement. I needed it.

For some reason I’ve been feeling “off” the past few days – okay, make that the past few weeks, but yesterday I felt especially “off.” It was as if satan himself was standing next to me making me feel miserable. He does that from time to time, well maybe not him, but his friends do make their rounds and feed me lies when I’m feeling most vulnerable.

I called my parents back in Michigan and told them that I was homesick, to which my Dad replied, “Oh, that’s nice. You miss your mom and dad.”

“No,” I corrected him. “I’m California homesick. I miss palm trees.”

He laughed, and so did I, but I wasn’t joking. I miss Southern California – A LOT.

A month ago, I thought for sure I’d be sticking around NYC the next couple of years, but now I’m not so sure…

Regardless Moon, I’m thankful that you come with me where ever I go. Shoot, you were even there in East Asia and in Africa. Huh… you’re kind of like God, aren’t you?

Well, it’s late. I must to get to bed.
Good Night Moon.


Sunday, February 6, 2011

Dear Mom & Dad

Dear Mom and Dad,

Thanks, but no thanks, for the e-mail that you forwarded me entitled, "Fw: eHarmony is Free today thru February 28‏."

You'll be pleased to know that a guy I met - not through the Internet - brought me roses yesterday. However, I can not tell you yet whether or not this man plays ping pong.

Now Dad, I know a man's ping pong playing abilities is of utmost importance to you, but I hope that whoever I end up with someday you'll accept into our family regardless of whether or not he can return one of your serves.


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Coach Keith

Tonight I spoke with my friend Coach Keith, and he gave me the following dating advice:

Here's what you need to do: Move to Japan for the next 25 years and then come back to the States at the age of 57 and get married.

But for tonight, go on back to your place, and listen to that song by Dashboard Confessional - Screaming Infidelities - and dance around your apartment.

Coach Keith, I do love my Dashboard Confessional as well as dancing around my apartment; however, I will not be moving to Japan for the next 25 years.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Artist: God

Sometimes to see God's beauty you have to venture to new places so that God can show you new things and remind you of his character.

He has so much he wants to show you. He has so much he wants to show me. But we have to trust him enough to allow him to take us on the journey - as scary as it may seem...