I am struck by how, as I start over, I'm doing all the same things in a different way to begin a life that is different, only some how the same.

Today I attended church service at my new church for the fourth time.  Yup, that's right, do the math, I've been here for twenty-two-and-a-bit days and I've spent four of them at church. This morning I ( Read more... )

I've been looking forward to this: a new beginning, a fresh start, an opportunity to hit the restart button ( Read more... )

I'm in that place again.  Three nos.  Three yeses -two with full funding. One that has neither given me the wink, nor set me free.  Not that that last one really matters.  I didn't think that I'd feel all "been there done that" but, really, I sorta do.  And very very shortly it will no longer be the only known on my radar.  The two offers are ( Read more... )

What I love about a novel is how they change a person.  Not only how they shape how one views the subject matter at hand, or even the surrounding world, but how a good novel settles just below the surface or burrows deep inside and is carried there for the rest of the reader's life.

The plumbers came at 7 this morning.  The water main is my bedroom.  Thus, no matter how much my post-thesis brain thinks it deserves sleep, I was up fairly early.  But, as all thing, it's been a mixed blessing: I'm a little yawny and I'll probably be tired tonight (since I had trouble getting to sleep last night) and I'm still in my housecoat and ( Read more... )

I love a good story.  I fall for boys who can captivate me with a good tale and I've likely driven you crazy with my penchant to make you wait for salient details when I relate an event to you.

And I'm an sucker for the untold story.  I like to hear what people think.  I crave the answers to the questions that others have forgotten to even ask.  ( Read more... )

Excerpts from an actual gChat conversation with Annalise tonight.  All italics have been added at the time of posting.  I provided a few cuts to keep your brains from exploding upon reading this.  That, and I'm not sure how cool she is with her conversations being posted verbatim.  But, really... I'm only incriminating myself with this post...  And ( Read more... )

"I used to feel so alone in the city.  All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside.  Because how do you meet a new person?  I was very stumped by this for many years.  And then I realized, you just say "hi".  They may ignore you.  Or you may marry them.  And that possibility is worth that one word."
    ~ Augusten Burrough, Author*1

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*note: This is one of those blogs that you have to follow the links in order to 'get'.  Starting with the linked word "recently" it is imperative that you follow the links.  *grin*

Lynn Johnston's For Better or For Worse has always been a favourite of mine.  Maybe it was the fact that I remember my mom having one of her earliest collections ( Read more... )

something I wrote last January...

Out of reach
I'm searching.
They push it away ---
that for which I've worked so hard -
that which comes from You.

You gave it to me.
You wanted me to have it;
To use it!
to please You - for you made it.
to please me - for you intended joy.They try to steal it ( Read more... )