jung typology test

Perusing a blog today, I found a Jung Typology Test. Being the type of person who has always loved to take quizzes in women’s magazines, especially when I can come out sounding so interesting and noble, I decided to answer the questions; it only took a few minutes.

Turns out, I am an eNFj, which made me an Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging kinda person. Apparently, the “Idealists called Teachers” make up only 2 or 3 percent of the population.” Woohoo! I love being odd… er, I mean different. Um, no, no… I meant UNIQUE! Yea, unique! I love being unique.

Also, being an eNFj, I am told I am in the company of people like Mikhail Gorbachev, Oprah Winfrey, Elizabeth Dole, Francois Mitterand, Johnny Depp, and Diane Sawyer. ( Hey! I love Johnny Depp!) They also mentioned Abraham Lincoln and King David (from the Bible and Psalms fame) but I had to wonder just when this test was first created and how the heck they got King David to take it. Afterall, he was constantly busy; what, with shepherding, writing songs, and ruling, not to mention managing several wives. But I digress.

So here’s a summary:
ENFJs are the benevolent 'pedagogues' of humanity. ENFJs generally believe in their dreams, and see themselves as helpers and enablers, which they usually are. (Yea, yea… let me show you how to do it MY way!)
ENFJs are global learners. Some can juggle an amazing number of responsibilities or projects simultaneously. (I just call that ME being ADD.) In the sway of this rational function, these folks are predisposed to closure in matters pertaining to people, and especially on behalf of their beloved. As extraverts, their contacts are wide ranging. Face-to-face relationships are intense, personable and warm, though they may be so infrequently achieved that intimate friendships are rare.
ENFJs are, by definition, Js, with whom we associate organization and decisiveness. ENFJs are organized in the arena of interpersonal affairs. Their offices may or may not be cluttered, but their conclusions (reached through feelings) about people and motives are drawn much more quickly and are more resilient than those of their NFP counterparts. (Oh goodie, now I don’t have to straighten up the bajillion stacks of paper on my desk. Afterall, my clutter is completely organized,)
ENFJs know and appreciate people. Like most NFs, (and Feelers in general), they are apt to neglect themselves and their own needs for the needs of others. They have thinner psychological boundaries than most, and are at risk for being hurt or even abused by less sensitive people. ENFJs often take on more of the burdens of others than they can bear. Uhhm, yeahhh. So, your point is?

Okaaay, so I’m a “Feeler”. Whoduh ever thunk it? ;-)

thoughts

Here are some words, thoughts, and feelings from this week:

"Gratitude is one of the least articulate of the emotions, especially when it is deep." ~Felix Frankfurter

-grace- absolute and completely unexpected.
-thankfulness-

The family is a haven in a heartless world. ~Attributed to Christopher Lasch

-love- deep and abiding.

"Solitude never hurt anyone. Emily Dickinson lived alone, and she wrote some of the most beautiful poetry the world has ever known... then went crazy as a loon." ~Matt Groening, The Simpsons, spoken by the character Lisa Simpson

-quiet-

-reflection-

"An educational system isn't worth a great deal if it teaches young people how to make a living but doesn't teach them how to make a life." ~Author Unknown

-preparedness-

"Much education today is monumentally ineffective. All too often we are giving young people cut flowers when we should be teaching them to grow their own plants." ~John W. Gardner

-neglect-

"Keep your fears to yourself but share your courage with others." ~Robert Louis Stevenson

-go-

"The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family." ~Thomas Jefferson

-connection-

"If there is anything that we wish to change in the child, we should first examine it and see whether it is not something that could better be changed in ourselves." ~C.G. Jung, Integration of the Personality, 1939

-helping-
-mentoring-
-caring-
-sharing-

"Love is, above all, the gift of oneself." ~Jean Anouilh

"Expectations are resentments under construction." ~Anne Lamott

-hurt-

"What I was really hanging around for, I was trying to feel some kind of a good-by. I mean I've left schools and places I didn't even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it. If you don't, you feel even worse." ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 1

-moving forward-

"In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." I Thessalonians 5:18

-thankful, thankful, thankful-

...putting one foot in front of the other.

didja miss it?

If you missed the mixed-up craziness that was my blog earlier today... well, you just missed it because my brother-in-law, His Supreme Braininess, fixed the problem, speedy quick!

As always, a BIG thanks to Karl; he totally rocks and RULES!

Now join me in a moment of silence as we pay homage to all the beautiful geeks in our lives who bail us out of the technological messes we inevitably get ourselves into.

HUH!?????

Yup, a little power in the wrong hands is NOT a good thing.

What did I do? Why does my blog look like this? How can I fix it?

Stay tuned...

three amigos

David, my sweet six year old, had a sleep over last night. His two cousins, four and five years old, came to spend the night. It was as wonderful for David as it was for me! I had never had my nephews all to myself. What a treat.

The three mop-tops bounced in the back seat. One said, "Chicken!" Peels of laughter quickly followed. I peeked in the rear view mirror. Then louder and in unison, "CHICKEN!" Rip-roarin' belly laughs. Three squealing boys. Cousins. Three Amigos, oblivious to the driver, were sharing in a joke that I simply didn't appreciate.

Sleep-over Events of the Three Amigos (Reader's Digest version)

•Putt-putt.

•Quizno's. And by the way, my younger sis's kids had never (that's right, never ever) had a kid's meal before. Now they have. And it's all my fault.

•Picnic (Quiznos in hand) at the park and playing on the gear after eating.

•Blockbuster. Three Amigos' quick and unanimous choice: Rescue Heroes.

•Home.

•Rescue Heroes. Half the show.

•Kids playing outside. Rode bikes and scooter. Squirted each other with squirt guns.

•Ice cream at favorite local ice cream place. Played chase. And I was It. The whole entire time.

•Headed home but first drove to look at light house.

•Home again. Finished watching Rescue Heroes.

•Upstairs to wash feet, hands, ice cream smiles. Brushed teeth. Got on jammies.

•All pile into D's two twin beds that I had pushed together to make one large bed so they could all sleep together. (Yea, I know some moms are snickering in a knowing way right about now.)

All was going well. The time? 9:00pm.

•A book. Tonka Rescue Helicopter. (I tried to stay true to the Rescue Hero theme when picking out the night-time book.)

•Prayers. We took turns. Very sweet.

•A little conversation. Then a little more.

•Night light was turned on in the bedroom, coded knocks on the wall were rehearsed in case help was needed in the middle of the night, covers arranged just so, the bathroom door left wide open with a nightlight shining near the toilet, the bedroom closet doors shut up tight, and the bedroom door opened 3/4ths (a compromise among the boys.) I tip-toed out of the room.

And then they quickly and blissfully fell fast asleep...

NOT.

Noooo, different forms of silly merriment ensued. You know the kind, such as that which results when the word CHICKEN is repeated... over... and over... again.

•I put on my teacher hat and turned back to David's room where I quickly delivered directions in my best teacher voice. I explained they could only whisper, and only for a short time more. Lined up in a row in the very long bed and clutching his Quizno's Child's Meal undersea life trading cards in chubby fingers, each of the Three Amigos solemnly nodded his agreement about going to sleep. They looked angelic.

Kisses were redistributed and hugs again provided (probably more for the adoring mom than for the boys benefit), before a quick, last, "Time to sleep," was delivered.

I paused for a moment at the doorway, looking at my son and two nephews in the glow of the nightlight, before walking the few steps back to my bedroom.

And then... yes, then they really and truly DID fall fast asleep.

About 45 minutes later.

new look

While I like to mix it up a bit ~my home decorating attests to that~ I did not purposefully set out to create a new look for my blog.

Nope, it came by default. I was in the template of my "old" blog, rearranging this, zipping around cutting and pasting and redoing that, and saving changes as I went (we all know how important that is.) So I was saving as I was a-changin' until, finally, I previewed my blog and...

Boing!

It was totally askew. Yes, askew. There really isn't another suitable word for what I observed.

Who knows what I did. I tried to figure it out, I really did. I backpedaled. I studied the html or css or whtevr'tis to figure out a way to bring back my original blog. But no. Blogger wasn't havin' it, no way.

Okay, no problem. Plan B. So here you see the new version. Hope you like the new look.

And like I repeat when I rearrange the furniture (for the third time in one day), change can be good.

laura claire, my newest niece!

I have a new niece. Her name is Laura Claire. Isn't that a beautiful name?!

In part, here is what my brother had to say:

"God is great!
Laura Claire... weighs 8 lbs. 10 oz. and is 20 inches long, born at 1:55 PM
on August 15, 2006."

Yay! I cannot wait to hold the newest addition to the extended family.