June 2011
1 post
We are alive.
Our unborn child’s due date has come and gone. I’ve given up the idea of going into labor spontaneously and am planning everything around my induction this weekend. Four more sleeps until sleepless nights become the norm. There’s still a lot to process with the end so close in sight…
Wayde and I went on a little impromptu date last night. Thai food at Fawn’s, a quick...
May 2011
3 posts
Marriage.
Last night, Wayde & I participated in session #1 of a four week course on marriage through our church. I can’t say that I particularly felt the need to attend, nor did I take much away from our first night of class, but it opened up some interesting conversations between the Hubby & me afterwards.
Hopes & dreams were discussed. Specifically, what is God’s purpose for our...
Scent.
On the day of the royal wedding, Kate Middleton wore a frangrance called White Gardenia Petals by Illuminium. The perfume immediately sold out worldwide.
So what did it smell like? I needed to know. Then I realized that this urge, in an age of instant gratification, could not be satisfied. I couldn’t google it. If it wasn’t available on shelves anywhere, it could take weeks (or...
Story.
Last night as I was laying in bed, I racked my brain for memories of my childhood.
Rust colored towels over a basement window. A broken cookie jar. Dick & Jane books. A clawfoot tub that doubled as a sailboat.
It’s strange to think that those remnants were the beginning of my story…that I was once that little girl and my life as it is now is what ended up happening to her.
August 2010
2 posts
Progress.
I just wanted to pop in and post a quick update since my last post. The day after publishing my struggles with community, I spent that evening doing two different things with two different friends. I was so pleased that my little prayer had been answered that I put off all my chores & Market Day preparations for the night.
Which I might add, was quite the success! Thank God. I put so much...
July 2010
8 posts
Righting Wrongs.
Jesus said, “If you bring your gift to the altar, and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there before the altar, and go your way. First be reconciled to your brother, and then come and offer your gift” ( Matthew 5:23-24 ).
Where does animosity fit into all this?
“I know we haven’t connected in months and it feels weird whenever I see you,...
TV Dinners.
Last night, Wayde made pan-friend turkey burgers w/ pepper cheese, pablano peppers, and avocado.
I am so lucky to have a husband that is willing to shut the television off and have a meal at the dinnertable with me.
Smoke.
Shared a cigarette last night with the hubby outside our apartment building. It felt like we were dating again. The night was so peaceful.
Honestly, the thing I miss most about smoking is the social aspect. Intentionally setting aside that time to go outside with a friend. The conversations born out of it.
I couldn’t help but be filled with a deep sense of remorse afterwards though....
Heart Shaped Box.
In response to a question regarding the death of Kurt Cobain, Courtney Love once said that “it doesn’t get easier; it just gets further away.”
With that, I am in agreement.
The only way it ever gets easier is if you’re in a place where there’s nothing to remind you of what happened. Or if you’re strong enough to put the past behind you. Some seasons are better...
Ctrl + Alt + Delete.
When I was younger, I would write stories on sheets of paper and stuff them in random places around the house—under couches, in the piano bench, etc. I’d always get embarrassed when my mom would find them and compliment me on their content.
I do the same thing as an adult, except I don’t press the ‘save’ button. Whole thoughts typed out in emails, blog posts, etc....
Nostalgia
If you’ve stumbled across this blog, then “Welcome”. It’s just a little something to keep idle hands busy and racing thoughts at bay. For me, to write is my release. I’ve been spewing words on pages (and more recently screens) since I’ve been able to assemble a sentence.
Last night was spent scrolling through old Myspace posts. Though many were pointless,...
June 2010
1 post
the suburbs
So can you understand? Why I want a daughter while I’m still young I wanna hold her hand And show her some beauty Before this damage is done But if it’s too much to ask, if it’s too much to ask Then send me a son