at the end of the day you’re another day older

Ryan:
Do you remember the 6 o’clock sun?  Just after dinner.  A drum pushing down on my shoulders and against my full stomach.  We were running sets for the 8th hour that day.  That sun was like a knife–piercing as it set, going to bed for the night.  Me.  Longing to go to bed with it.  [...]

Poland, place of rest

I’ve been asked to comment on my travels abroad. So here it is. Sorry for the delay Mr. Parkinson.
First of all, why Poland?
Well, my friend Elizabeth had been suggesting I come visit her in Paris for a number of months. But as the year went on time and money began to dwindle [...]

What’s got 2 thumbs and rocks mile 12?

This girl.

Watch: “watch out”. Warning: “one has been spotted”.

A little known fact about this girl: when I was little I was deathly afraid of storms. I remember spending a lot of time hiding out with mom and dad and Chris in our unfinished basement and I’m still unsure if it was because it stormed a lot when we were young, or because [...]

“I have both those things!”

I had a miserable day yesterday due to an error (that was wholly mine) that I made at work.  I was frustrated and embarrassed and knowing that Jake and I had plans for the evening, I sent him a message: “Bad day.  I need you and tiny cakes.”
At 5pm the city was lively and warm [...]

still quaking

I made the executive decision to sleep with the window open last night and I distinctly remember waking up a number of times in a state of bliss at the feel of the breeze and the sound to the outdoors in my bedroom.
At one point, somewhere around 4:45 am I woke up to the feeling [...]

road trip faux pas

Karen and I were driving to Madison to meet Stephanie for a girls weekend hidden away in a bed&breakfast.  We’d left late morning after packing the car in the pouring rain.  I had gotten up early to get my long-run out of the way before the weekend and, as a result, asked Karen to drive [...]

You’re so vain. You probably think this blog is about you.

Over the summer I spent a week in the hills of New York helping to build a chapel for a Sisters of Life retreat site. It was a beautiful.
At the end of the week I pulled one of the newly first-professed sisters aside. “Sister, I have a VERY important question.” She put [...]

((so long sweet summer))

School starts tomorrow.  Eeeeh.  I should be more excited.
I’m waiting for my planner to arrive from Franklin Covey.  Until I move into I don’t really feel like my life can start.