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Remodelling again.
Only the most current entry will be up each day for a while. Might expand to 5 most current if anyone complains.
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Apr. 30th, 2008 @ 07:45 pm Stand
Stand in the rain. Stand your ground.
Stand up when it's all crashing down.
You stand through the pain.
You won't drown.
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Apr. 29th, 2008 @ 08:14 pm I Praise You in This Storm
Heavenly Father,

As Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away. I praise you in this storm, for You are who You are no matter where I am. Every tear I've cried You hold in your hand. You'll never leave my side, so though my heart is torn, I will praise You in this storm.

Amen.
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Apr. 25th, 2008 @ 10:15 pm A Prayer
Dear God,

Please walk with me the next two weeks. I know you always walk with you. Because of that, you know that I need your strength and peace right now. Hold me hand. Let me know it will be okay. Remind me that what may come is in accordance with your good will. That even if the news is bad, you can make me strong so that I might serve as a light in this world.

Amen.
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Mar. 23rd, 2006 @ 08:57 pm DCTalk, "Jesus Freak"
If you haven't heard it in a while, I encourage you to revisit it. You might find something new. I know I did.

Been apprehended by a spiritual force
And a grace that replaced all the me I?ve divorced
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Mar. 21st, 2006 @ 09:07 pm The L.E. H.B.
Thursday:
Making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in E's car in a parking lot of Como Park because E brought only his dancing shoes (and there weren't any picnic tables of the snow-less variety), bottled cream soda (drinking and driving paranoia), and Doritos
Birthstone (aquamarine) earrings--each with three small diamonds to make them form teardrop shapes, match my birthstone necklace perfectly in color, size, cut, and setting
Swing dancing at the Caves until my feet would let me dance no more
Picture frame from E's 'rents

Friday:
Lunch time's delightful odyssey: searching for a belt for my pants because I forgot to pack one and was walking around all day with my hand in my pocket just to keep my pants up--couldn't find one--so, I grabbed a special H.B. me dinner on the 12th floor of Marshall Fields--a four-person table to myself next to a sunny window. I enjoyed it immensely. So much so that I kept the little white paper doily on my plate under my cup of soup as a souvenir; afterward, I visited a free garden show that was on the eight floor--it was beautifully peaceful and had a Eastern theme that matched my current read---Memoir of a Geisha; there, I got a coupon for 25% of anything in the store, so I tried searching for a belt again. Remarkably, I found a belt that perfectly matching my shoes. K, you'd be proud. Got it for 45% off too.
Once I returned from my field trip, my fabulous work cake had arrived. I don't think I've had a more wonderful looking (and perhaps tasting if you omitted ice cream cake) in my life.
After work, E picked me up. We went to Old Spaghetti Factory and put our name in for a table for nine: us, Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Nancy, Adam, Natalie, and Ben. If that meal would have been my only birthday activity and gift, I still would have been on top of the world. It was just that nice to all be together. There, I opened a keep-forever card from M, a card from Rick, a card from Grandpa and Nancy, a new work outfit from Mom and Dad, the WOW #1 CD from Ben, and a Discman from Adam and Natalie. After laughing and eating myself silly, we left for home.
Wonderful car ride home with E. Then watch That Thing You Do.

Saturday:
Coffee shop! It was a slow day, but I got to see a good share of regulars and E was there for an hour and a half and let me treat him to cocoa.
Nap.
NIght with the Posse: Unfortunately, it wasn't all of us because MM was too sick to come. We all made pizza (pepperoni and pineapple--my favorite!) and watch The Cutting Edge II and The Cutting Edge.

Sunday:
First service, choir
Sunday school: ten 9-10-year-old boys and one girl. It was crazy.
Sing.
Grocery shopping.
Four-mile walk with Toby and Maggie
Teri made dinner at our house again: chicken enchiladas. They were amazing! We also had good refried beans (I normally don't like those.) and fried rice. In addition to our immediate family and Teri, nine other people came for the occasion.

Monday:
Work
A ride home from E. (His 'rents are on a cruise in Spain!)
Dinner (leftover enchiladas).
Four-mile walk with Toby, Maggie, E, and Dad
Watched Swing Kids--good movie.

Tuesday:
B.D. dinner with coworkers at an Irish pub--I had Irish lamb stew and tried someone else's fish and chips.
First time that I've gotten to drive my car in over a week! (Ben was without one so I lent mine.)
Dinner, reading the comics.
Four-mile walk with Toby and Maggie
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Mar. 15th, 2006 @ 10:17 pm We interrupt this carefully crafted string of organized writing to bring you...
CHAOS!!!!

Lots of snow
Walking with the dogs
-at night, on a gravel road, over a stream
-during church, much needed peace
Swing dancing tomorrow night!!! And such a cute shirt and blouse to wear too! :-)
Reading Memoirs of a Geisha--excellent book
Shared cell phone plan with E
Sweetest voicemail in the world...well, at least to me at that moment: "Hey, you don't need to go grocery shopping or anything. I got peanut butter and strawberry jam and honey (I thought that'd be fun) and Cheetos and this really good whole grain bread..." That was at 8:30am. Less than ten hours after he called me nuts thinking a winter picnic would be fun. :-D
Potential Posse reunion on Saturday!!
Coffeeshop bliss: I'm totally paid up to date and have been on a biweekly basis for 6 weeks now. It's so good to be back!
Teri: She'd been lonely, so we have a good deal worked out. She comes over and cooks for us once week and .... well, we become her adopted family... which means that we pretty much do nothing but eat her food and include her in our normal every-day lives.
My voice: I think I need to stop singing in choir. Something's not right. I was getting my full soprano rather back, and then for the last three weeks I've been losing it (and control of it) more and more. Probably should mention that to my choral music education major boyfriend.
Ben owns three vehicles right now. None of them will get him from Point A to Point B. Yesterday, he was pulled over while borrowing my car. Not for speeding though. Just for not brushing off his rear window.
Going to an Irish pub with my coworkers to celebrate my birthday on Tuesday.
Lunch with MM on Friday!
Dinner with the fam, Grandpa, Nancy, and Eugene on Friday!
Why no writing before? Bride's maid dressing shopping zapped my energy for the whole week.
Ate an entire meal with just chopsticks--no noodles--just rice!
E's now working at the Apple Store, Famous Footwear, and will be starting soon as a hand bell choir at a big church in Bloomington. Add volunteering for his bell choir at his home church. Add practicing for playing piano at a friend's wedding. Add giving up caffeine for Lent. Add studying to become Mac certified an hour a day==One busy boy that I'm darn proud of.
Watched Wedding Crashers with the 'rents and Teri---sooo funny.
My b-day gift to myself--reaching the 1/4 point in paying off my student loans.
Plugging away at LSAT studying.
Adam sold his X-Box 360 in order to lease a vehicle for Natalie and himself--my little bro's growing up. :*-}
Visited campus for a hand bell choir concert--yay, Olaf!
Introduced E to gas station burritos. He did not partake but did question how much of my life I've spent at truck stops.
LS and B (adopted family member/friend of my dad's from Guards and girlfried) got engaged.
Attorneys at work in PA, MO, IA, IL. Head paralegal in Mexico. Legal secretary in Mexico. Legal assistant in WI. Legal secretary took snow day. Receptionist? Holding down the fort. :-D Craziness. (They haven't been/weren't all gone at once though. There were only 30 minutes where I was the only person in the office.)
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Mar. 5th, 2006 @ 10:03 pm Bride's Maids
I do not like shopping. Today, I spent six hours at Mall of America with people who do. Furthermore, these people not only enjoyed shopping but consisted of a bride, a maid of honor, a mother of the bride, a mother of the groom, and a bride's maid on the common mission of finding the perfect bride's maids dresses. I managed to have a better time than expected, but I have still resolved that I would not have bride's maids in my wedding. The necessity of selecting bride's maids, the problems regarding the dresses, and their very purpose all lead me to believe that the continuation of the tradition distracts from rather than adds to the happiness of a wedding.

Choosing bride's maids--unless one chooses sisters by default--necessarily means choosing favorites. The couple will spend a great deal of time with these women during a very meaningful step in their new lives together, so they will both want women whose companionship they will enjoy. Also, the bride's maids will reside in their wedding photographs for all of those photographs' existence in either image or a somewhat awkward gap-filler created by the grace of Photoshop. A bride-to-be may want to choose someone who she anticipates to be a meaningful presence in her and her fiance's future. Money is another issue. A couple cannot realistically ask everyone of their female friends to take part in their wedding. Each additional member of the wedding party creates an undeniable expense--even if the price of the dress is not considered.

The dress of a bride's maid can cause enough problems on it own without considering the cost. Any woman who is going to appear in front of an audience and in many memorable photographs wants to wear something in which she is either comfortable or feels presentable. More often than not, she wants more than that: she wants to look beautiful. In most cases, a bride wishes that her bride's maids each wear the same style and color of dress. Unfortunately, her preference in dress is not going to suit all body types and skin tones. If she wishes to avoid this process by making the selection of the process democratic or allowing each maiden to select the dress of her choice, at best, the dresses may not coincide with her hopes for the big-picture wedding look. At worst, one friend is continually hoisting up her strapless during the ceremony, another friend is busting out enough to excite stares, whispers and winces of pain, and a third unintentionally threatens everyone with the sight of her underwear every time she stoops to adjust the strap on her heels. Dresses are not one-size-fits-all items. The energy exerted and the stress created trying to produce the look traditionally desired in the wedding party robs from the joy of the occasion.

Lastly, the tradition is outdated. Bride's maids were originally added to a wedding to distract bandits or evil spirits from the bride. Both would have more difficulty to determine who the real bride was during the wedding procession (Think several miles rather than several yards.) if several other maidens accompanied her in similar attire. I have not heard of many brides held hostage for ransom lately nor do I believe myself to be susceptible to pagan spirits. Therefore, I will take my chances and do without bridal decoys.

Should I wed, I will throw out the tradition of having bride's maids. I do not desire to have to choose a few friends over the many. I do not wish to deal with the stress of dress selection and appearance, and I find their designation to be meaningless. I would want all my friends and loved ones to enjoy such a blissful occasion in equal measure. Most importantly, I would not add anything to the occasion that would detract from my and my [hypothetical] husband-to-be's happiness.
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