I'm spending a few minutes of my lunch break (read: time spent at my desk scarfing down some peanut butter and crackers while I work) to do something real: change my blog domain. The new location is going to be a WordPress blog for reasons I can't quite explain. I'm ready for a change. I want different format options. Times New Roman pisses me off, even if it is just the editing font, not the published one...
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Monday, October 28, 2013
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
What the God, Man?!
#curdeushomo
#churchhistorylesson
#notrelevantjustfun
I just turned 29, or as I like to say, Almost 30. Last years of the raging twenties! I hear that your 30s are your prime, though, so I'm looking forward to my prime time. I had drinks and guacamole with a couple of girl friendses and then dinner with the boy at a really fancy restaurant. I got my hairs cut and a new outfit and probably spent more on myself than I should have, but oh well :)
#almost30
#29isthenewblack
#thisishowido
(If you actually do the hash tag hand motions, a la Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake, that whole bit is way more fun).
#churchhistorylesson
#notrelevantjustfun
I just turned 29, or as I like to say, Almost 30. Last years of the raging twenties! I hear that your 30s are your prime, though, so I'm looking forward to my prime time. I had drinks and guacamole with a couple of girl friendses and then dinner with the boy at a really fancy restaurant. I got my hairs cut and a new outfit and probably spent more on myself than I should have, but oh well :)
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| Lunch with Sarah and Robert in the downtown |
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| Drinks and guac |
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| Ice cream and brownie |
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| Birthday morning chai :) |
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| Fall-ish walk with my girl |
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| Sunday afternoon football:) |
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| Fancy schmancy. And less the top of his head. |
#29isthenewblack
#thisishowido
(If you actually do the hash tag hand motions, a la Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake, that whole bit is way more fun).
Saturday, October 5, 2013
October.
I love autumn. I don't know anyone who doesn't. I suppose there could be someone, but they would be really, really dumb. I love how the air smells. I love how the sun goes down a little earlier and the shadows get longer. I remember growing up in Florida, and even though the temperature was still 95 degrees, the humidity dropped a little and the air was fresher and cleaner. Halloween was coming soon, my birthday, then Thanksgiving, and finally Christmas. I remember when my mom would open up the house (I associate it with October, but that was Florida so it was probably January :) and the air would smell so good and the breeze was cooler.
I had a dream last night that I moved in with roommates (my college roommates, actually) and I hated it and I couldn't remember why I moved out of my apartment. I love living by myself. I love it. I love decorating for the seasons, sitting on the couch in October and smelling the air and watching college football.
And then I saw this on my friend's Facebook page. I'm not a big fan of poetry - especially if it doesn't rhyme - but I thought this was beautiful. May there be no cage for your soul.
I had a dream last night that I moved in with roommates (my college roommates, actually) and I hated it and I couldn't remember why I moved out of my apartment. I love living by myself. I love it. I love decorating for the seasons, sitting on the couch in October and smelling the air and watching college football.
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| Damn right those are real pumpkins. |
And then I saw this on my friend's Facebook page. I'm not a big fan of poetry - especially if it doesn't rhyme - but I thought this was beautiful. May there be no cage for your soul.
May there be no cage for your soul.
May you have a friend
by whom you know this.
In the space between you, may there be
medicine, hospitality, sanctuary.
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