February 2012
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Just caught myself Facebooking someone I used to know really well, and realized I don’t know them anymore at all. They look like a stranger from another life, another world. Time is transformational.
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there is too much pregnancy in my newsfeed
Why do so many newlyweds hurry up and have babies right away? Don’t you want to enjoy just the two of you being married for a little while, before adding another human being to the mix?
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Today, my Facebook news feed seemed to be teeming with updates about people losing loved ones (pets, grandpas, mothers-in-law) and welcoming new loves into their lives (babies).
One at a time, it’s just the cycle of life. But together, it felt like an overwhelming tide of change.
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being in love is good for you. i’m convinced.
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this is on my heart today.
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I...
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January 2012
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wine-o vs why "no"?
why i don’t usually drink wine on weeknights
because i have things i should actually focus on. schoolwork. housework. work-work.
because i am more prone to post ridiculous things on my various social media profiles. (see example — oh, wait. this is an example.)
because i’ve had to re-type every sentence so far. fine motor skills, what???
why i like drinking wine on weeknights
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Life happens in the movement, in the going forward, in the progress of things. But we cannot move forward without knowing where we are or remembering where we’ve been.
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the great dichotomy
I wish all artists could be part-time artists. When your greatest passion becomes your main source of income, and it’s an unreliable one like art professions (let’s be honest, right?), creativity can become forced, and (real) creativity can get lost.
But I wish all professional-everything-elses could be part-time artists, too. When you get too wrapped up in one thing all the time,...
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best. christmas. ever.
airport kisses.
laughing until it hurts.
cooking together, and being cooked for.
meeting families.
hanging with brothers.
nights out with friends.
lots of great wine.
morning romance.
outdoor ice skating.
dinner like royalty.
luxurious mornings.
music and dancing!
little favors that make a big difference.
strong coffee, sometimes at diners.
a walk in the park.
back scratching...
December 2011
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the days flutter by
yesterday it seemed so real! “the day is finally here! he’s arriving tomorrow! omgomgomgomgomg.”
and today, it’s surreal. disbelief, almost. the butterflies are sleeping. but i bet the drive to the airport will set them a-stirring. they must be saving their energy, because they know what’s coming.
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he's... almost... here...
one final. a few little to-do’s at home. a workday. a drive to the airport. that’s it.
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the sunday bar
watch the shoes. monday morning hangover.
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growing pains
One of my friends asked if I wanted to grab a glass of wine after work. My first thought was, “Great! At least I know one of my friends isn’t preggo!”
November 2011
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October 2011
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ay, mamma mia!
my mom is at least a little bit psychic, and more than just mom-psychic. seriously. she’s tuned in to something out there. maybe that’s why i trust what she says, and heed (most of) her advice. it’s not coincidental, circumstantial or anecdotal evidence, either.
so when she says stuff like… well… things she said to me this morning — big things! — in super casual...
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i'm feeling...
spoiled. immeasurable treasures are the most precious.
challenged. the comings and goings of people. self-criticism. beliefs. aspirations. stumbling blocks. attachments.
surprised. 1) new hair dye. what happens after you rinse it out? fingers crossed… peeking with one eye… phew! 2) your name in my inbox. really? you?? 3) “que sera, sera.” woah. the planner in me says...
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vicious cycles.
i have a hard time letting go of weekends, so i stay up late on sunday. and then monday comes crazy fast. and then tuesday it catches up with me. and then wednesday, damn, it’s really only wednesday? and thursday, shit, i have a lot of stuff to get done by the end of this week. and friday, fuck. friday, where have you been all my life?
September 2011
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la vie est belle, comme les fleurs.
he sent me emails that are sweet, silly and sincere, all in one.
he called me this morning and left me the heartbreakingest “sorry i missed you, happy birthday” voicemail.
he surprised me with roses.
we skyped at lunchtime.
he’s far away in miles, but he’s right here in my heart.
August 2011
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all good things.
coffee in an all-night diner.
stumbling on a sweet reminder.
late nights turn to morning grays.
lazy summer saturdays.
cathartic chords and soulful singing.
head back, eyes closed, lingering.
the sound of rain in draining gutters.
lightning, seven seconds, thunder.
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someone proposed to me today.
via a Match.com message.
He was a total stranger.
“Marry me!” he wrote. That’s it.
Not even a subject line.
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(men who can cook) = #swoon
it’s trouble, is what that is.
July 2011
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Comments on the white dress I wore today:
Vanessa: Wow! You’re so pure today!
(I honestly can’t say I’ve ever received this compliment before.)
Diana: You’re all white!
(Truth, Diana. I am… all… white.)
Guy in a janky pick-up truck in the Walgreens parking lot: NICE DRESS!!!!!!!! YEEHAW!!!!!
(*…sigh…* Yeah. It’s like that.)
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-Just be spLendid-: Maybe.. →
justbesplendid:
Maybe…we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Maybe … when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don’t…
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Oh, dear.
Tumblr, I have neglected you…
Where do I start, is the problem now.
Or do I?
I guess living my life got in the way of random minutia-blogging about my life.
And that. is. o. kay.
June 2011
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Sounds o' the South
When I came back from my trip home to NC over Memorial Day weekend, I decided to start saying “Yes, ma’am” and “No, sir” more often at work.
I’ve already got them using “y’all.” I think this is catching on, too.
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certain-songs:
“Down In The Valley” HAL The...
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25 Cool Business Cards →
A few of my faves:
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