August 2010
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“Oh can you feel the gravity falling, calling us home? Oh, did you see the stars...”
– Brooke Fraser “Deciphering Me”
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April 2010
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March 2010
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a few announcements.
the baby i watch three days a week can give high-fives now.  good job baby!  way to make my days happier! i’m over lady gaga.  totally over her.  it’s sad, i know. this summer i hope to: train for a 3K run & start guitar lessons again.  grad school is ridiculous in all kinds of ways:  ridiculously exciting & ridiculously hard.  only 1/2 of my semester left, friends! i...
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February 2010
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you can ask me questions? →
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facts. the everyday edition.
things that i have found myself doing everyday.  you know, just in case you were wondering. 1.  i eat some gummy vitamins. nom nom nom.  & then try to convince myself that they are not:   a. a snack     b. candy     c. to be consumed in large amounts. 2.  i drink at least one coke zero.  this drink is the KING of all diet drinks.  don’t argue. 3.  i read my favorite mom blogs.  i...
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January 2010
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Jan 24th
“To all the people watching, I can never ever thank you enough for your kindness...”
– Conan O’Brien Conan, you are amazing. (via tonicat)
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dear t-cat.
i want to bring my tumblr back.  need your skillz for a fresh design?
Jan 19th
March 2009
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Mar 27th
spring rain.
this could most possibly be a ridiculous notion, but it’s been on my mind, so i thought i’d share: yesterday, as i was driving to metanoia, i hit a small burst of rain.  you know those spring rains that come & go fast?  i lived in myrtle beach as a student missionary during the summer after my junior year of high school and i remember how incredibly bipolar the weather seemed. ...
Mar 27th
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fragile.
more & more i am becoming aware that childhood is a precious thing.  precious & fragile. i had lunch with one of my little second grade mentees today.  we somehow ended up on the topic of parents, and she started telling me about her father being in “trouble” and as she told the story, i remembered reading about in the post & courier (the charleston newspaper) and telling...
Mar 23rd
thoughts 1-3
thought one: can’t stop listening to the same manchester orchestra song over & over. can’t stop thinking about the past.  my mind is flooded by memory this week. also, can’t control my sugar/chocolate/ice cream intake.  omg, love ice cream. thought two: who invented pimento cheese?  in the philippines, it’s called “cheese-pimento.” i think that’s...
Mar 20th
Psalm 42 (The Message)
1 As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God. 2 I thirst for God, the living God. When can I go and stand before him? 3 Day and night I have only tears for food, while my enemies continually taunt me, saying, “Where is this God of yours?” 4 My heart is breaking as I remember how it used to be: I walked among the crowds of worshipers, leading a great procession to the...
Mar 9th
memory & melody.
Before I left work late yesterday evening, I started listening to the song “Philidelphia” by John Mark McMillan.  I fell in love with the melody of the chorus… the way it hangs and falls… it brought beauty to my long day at work. As I was lying in bed last night, trying to fall asleep, I found myself focused on some memories of the past that at some level haunt me… ...
Mar 5th
"Carbon Ribs" John Mark McMillan
A thousand miles of pain I’m sure Led you to the threshold Of my hearts screen door To tell me what it is I’m dying for Gravity comes Like a cold cold Rain To lead me to the rope again But someone is standing in my place Cause I’m a dead man now With a ghost who lives Within the confines of These carbon ribs And one day when I’m free I will sit The cripple at...
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