Fridays are lovely.

It's been awhile. Life happens.

Today, due to rain, I am feeling crafty, clean-y and domestic. So I made oatmeal brown sugar muffins (roommate Jess said they were good - I have to agree), and some spur of the moment candles. I love candles, and I have wanted to make some jar candles for a long time. So, I did. My laundry is in the dryer and I am enjoying the day off. It's peaceful.

Our home looks bigger now that we moved most of Danielle and Becca's stuff out. I like that feeling too. New roomie Chelsea is a beautiful addition to the ladies of 141 Holly Ave #10. She has the gentlest spirit, but an incredible zest and spunk at the same time. I like people like that. We went for a walk on the beach last night, the moon was incredible. The waves on the beach looked like liquid silk.

I have so many adventures coming up- Macbeth (woohoo!), quitting my job (not as much of a woohoo), moving... I feel the need to just sit and soak in all the things swirling around me.

In other news, I am cutting my hair today. With Jessica. She is my buddy.

Untitled.

Sometimes this blank screen is overwhelming.

ho hum.

The frustrating thing about small bathrooms is that they get all steamed up from the shower and you don't feel comfortable drying your hair in there. Oh well.

Nothing extraordinary is happening today. So far.

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My first official drink as an adult was gifted to me by the bartender at the Blaine, MN VFW, where my dear friend Cathy was married to her love of 6 years, himself a veteran of a foreign war. (this most recent one, indeed.) It was a cheap white wine (because I like cold drinks) and I sipped it out of a plastic cup, because that's how life goes when you live in Blaine and go to the VFW for your wedding reception.

I intend to drink other things out of much nicer glasses in the future. But, as I sipped that "first" drink, I felt so many other things. Weddings are funny, in the way that they can creep up on you and control you with their lists and lists of details, and in the way that they suddenly grab hold of your heart and squeeze til tears drip down your face.

Ok, so I cried. It's just that she was so beautiful. And He loved her so much. And it was just that the Spirit was really present.

So, yes, I did cry. (I knew I would, so I wore waterproof mascara) But, I also realized that when you get married, it's really not about the cups and the linens and the candles and the Michelob brand light shining in all it's magnificence in the middle of your reception site. It's about love. Plain, old, life transforming, heart healing love.

I was sad that I couldn't be in more than one place at a time - Michael married his love Carly yesterday. (I'm sure I would have cried at that wedding too) Congratulations to them, and so many blessings. Can't wait to see the pictures :)

I'm learning a lot- wish I could explain it all to you. Let's just say that my life is turning inside out and upside down. Buy me a drink, and I'd love to tell you all about it.

Vacation of two days.

Here's to weekends off! There are three women that I love to spend my time next to - we look completely different, but we live in the same house, share the same shower and all love Chai tea. How excellent.

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My brother is going to Iraq in 9 days. How do you cope with that?

waves

I just sat on the beach and contemplated forgiveness.

And then I saw a dolphin.