as the tan fades.

should i be embarrassed that i check myspace multiply times a day and can be accused of leaving ridiculously long comments...

volleyball with old friends is like waking up from a long coma. dancing with ellen as the ball sails past my face and kimmy turning in disgust sends me to bed smiling.

i have work friends...i love new friends.

rain makes me want to cuddle - im glad the weather is clearing.

i can't remember the last time i was in water. tonight i think im going to fill the tub till the water is near overflowing and float.

letter writing is the goal of this new month - if it can make me so elated to get a letter it must have the same effect on others and im down with adding a little elation to others.

matt costa has been a constant - seems like the perfect listening solution to just relaxing.

i wanted to put some pictures on here but then i realized that i haven't taken pictures in a long long time...there is something universally wrong with that.

raindrops keep falling on my head

my big responsibility for the day was to be creative and make my classroom feel like home. a day with crayons, glue, construction paper, markers, and imagination.

it was so rainy and cold that i put on a fleece to walk to school - fall is coming and my heart is growing.

i think that im beginning to play the piano again - it's like coming back to an old friend.

milking my third cup of coffee and appreciating rachael yamagata and other mixed cd's from amy.

light the candles - turn up the music - it is letter writing time.

today is ok by me.


...a leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as i walked

anais nin.

...i’ve had enough to break me in two
to tear me apart
what am I to do?
what else can I do?

so sing me a song
let me hum along
at the top of my lungs
i come undone
what else can I do?
what can I do...







- crowder

a confession of an obsession

i went out with paul and kimmy for dinner yesterday and paul decided that what im going through is culture shock right now - it was so good to hear because i thought that i might just be going crazy. i think it's ok because i don't know if i ever want to get use totally to the u.s again.

confession time - so i have this colossal crush on jason mraz. it all started when i saw him in new york but then this summer jill had his live video and i might have watched it a couple....100 times. it might have all passed expect it just happens that there is video of jason on youtube.

so there it is - jason...


the first step of recovery is admitting that you have a problem.........but don't be suprised if one day we wed....and i think that we would be very happy together.

drinks made to order.

family vaca - always a blast. i think that my soul feels most at peace when it is near crashing waves. i honestly almost started to cry when i first heard the ocean.

a week full of sunrises and sunsets - eating the most amazing food and ice cream ice cream ice cream - getting to know my family not just as cousins and aunts and uncles but friends - seeing people hit rock bottom but also seeing people who have been through it come along and offer a hand - watching lost...or trying not to fall asleep to lost - running away from sea lice - running to the ice cream man - running on the beach untill i have blisters on my feet - waking up for sunrise and knowing that the coffee is already brewing - reading reading reading - 32 people in 1 sweet beach house -







i still don't know what God is planning for this life of mine but i will keep living looking for those hints of direction.

steven bill - i was just thinking of you guys today and then i saw your comment. i don't want you to go back to marsh harbour without us either. i honestly hate thinking about.