The nifty new widget to this post's right is powered by a little company called pay pal. Here's the relevant FYI: although it sends you to my name, it doesn't send you to my bank account...which means you can't donate yet. So don't get your panties in a ruffle, I will attach some form of money catcher to it soon. I just want to scope out my massive Australian options first. okay, much love to you all on this rainy Monday early morning.
Grace & Peace
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
chains be broken
things I'm remembering/learning:
- a woman becomes beautiful when she knows she's loved
Isaiah 58:11 (New International Version)
11 The LORD will guide you always;
he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land
and will strengthen your frame.
You will be like a well-watered garden,
like a spring whose waters never fail.
(so basically it's okay to have needs. He's there to fill them.)- I must fight busyness.
- God longs to quiet me with His love.
- God does not attack your worth.
- People will hurt us. If you don't want to get hurt, don't love anybody.
- When God speaks to you about people it will always motivate you to love them, not judge them.
- Opinion divides, Godly counsel builds.
- God wants to romance me. Even if it's awkward.
Friday, September 12, 2008
my evening at the Cobbs
This is Taelor. She is the new center of the universe.
We think she's pretty too.
We think she's pretty too.
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In other news, my cousin was on NBC Nightly News tonight. His name is Jamie. I'm pretty proud of him :)
Sunday, September 7, 2008
indie-trendy (a completely stereotypical l rant for no good reason)
I don't feel cool when i walk into a room of indie rock stars. but my family is made up of indie rock star. It's like 3 parts awkward normal, 2 parts rock star. My cousin took part in inventing it's conversations. I mean, his conversations were happening before, they're just louder now. I want to reinvent something. Something emo. Something indie-trendy.
I want to make it cool to wear Gap boyfriend trousers, clogs, and not straighten your hair. And I want everyone to walk around in ballet flats.
even the boys.
The truth is, in humdinger Sebastian fl, there isn't much indie going on.
We're all white trash striving to appear middle class.
But it seems to me that Indie-trendy is only cool if you have the money to dress nice but choose to shop at Goodwill anyways.
The important thing is that they all appear to care about important causes. And they do that by reading and posting crummy bulletins about tons of worthwhile non-profits. I wish we gave them more credit.And they show how much they care about nonprofits by pretending they don't have time to care about their appearance. They spend hours on the messy hair look. They attempt to NOT match in the coolest way possible. They put on all of their clothes or none of their clothes. They cut themselves. They metaphorically dance through their problems by wearing ballet flats. even the boys.(I'm dreaming big here.)
It all seems so shallow. So filled with cares concerning concern for the burdened: themselves.
...and yet they are so dang alluring.
I am stuck between Gap Outlet sundresses and indie-trendy neon glasses.
I am stuck between wearing a crimson cashmere cardigan or going in my pj's wearing Uggs and NOT brushing my hair. and accessorizing with everything I own.
And so I sit here in my paisley brown covers wearing half a bathing suit, athletic shorts from Target, and a Gap hoodie. To the left of me is a book inspiring the spiritual and psychological womanness I possess. and a half broken motorola phone that can't hold a charge. I am typing on my macbook that is now accessorized to look like a pumkin and my hair isn't brushed, and my heating pad is on high and ballet flats are scattered in an array of ROYGBIV on my wooden floor. and I wonder how indie trendy all of this must appear. In my girly time of the month. Without chocolate or boys.
I want to make it cool to wear Gap boyfriend trousers, clogs, and not straighten your hair. And I want everyone to walk around in ballet flats.
even the boys.
The truth is, in humdinger Sebastian fl, there isn't much indie going on.
We're all white trash striving to appear middle class.
But it seems to me that Indie-trendy is only cool if you have the money to dress nice but choose to shop at Goodwill anyways.
The important thing is that they all appear to care about important causes. And they do that by reading and posting crummy bulletins about tons of worthwhile non-profits. I wish we gave them more credit.And they show how much they care about nonprofits by pretending they don't have time to care about their appearance. They spend hours on the messy hair look. They attempt to NOT match in the coolest way possible. They put on all of their clothes or none of their clothes. They cut themselves. They metaphorically dance through their problems by wearing ballet flats. even the boys.(I'm dreaming big here.)
It all seems so shallow. So filled with cares concerning concern for the burdened: themselves.
...and yet they are so dang alluring.
I am stuck between Gap Outlet sundresses and indie-trendy neon glasses.
I am stuck between wearing a crimson cashmere cardigan or going in my pj's wearing Uggs and NOT brushing my hair. and accessorizing with everything I own.
And so I sit here in my paisley brown covers wearing half a bathing suit, athletic shorts from Target, and a Gap hoodie. To the left of me is a book inspiring the spiritual and psychological womanness I possess. and a half broken motorola phone that can't hold a charge. I am typing on my macbook that is now accessorized to look like a pumkin and my hair isn't brushed, and my heating pad is on high and ballet flats are scattered in an array of ROYGBIV on my wooden floor. and I wonder how indie trendy all of this must appear. In my girly time of the month. Without chocolate or boys.
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