Thursday, November 26, 2009

i don't believe i'm the only one


feeling like this.

trying so hard to keep all the plates
spinning. spinning. spinning.
spending time on just one plate to keep in perfect place.

then while you're not looking,
another begins to fall.

how can you keep them all in the air
with a smile on your face?

i honestly doubt i am capable.
i am not a circus performer.

just a girl. living each day. trying to find the balance.

but, maybe that's just it. maybe i'm not supposed to keep all things in place. maybe it's not my job. i think i've overstepped my boundaries on this one.

i think it's time to let some things go to the One who is meant to keep all things in place.

Monday, November 23, 2009

weekend news:

the house is feeling more like a home (and i absolutely can not wait until i get to officially move in as the mrs. in exactly 1 month from today) for the following reasons:

- tried out the washer/dryer. guess what? they work!

- made our first meal (and burnt the first batch of granola) with the dusty burny smell of the stove & a new recipe - mexican pizza. we only have 1 pan. and didn't quite bake the dough long enough, but it was a grand ole time none-the-less at 613 W. 11th st. dancin' in the kitchen & eating off our little end table... life is so sweet.

- bought a new bed & couch.... yippee! (first time ever buying real new nice furniture. so exciting)

- Jason took out the trash. we are not all about traditional gender roles & i'm sure i'll have my fair share of garbage days, but knowing we set out our brand spankin' new trash can on the curb was almost just a little bit fun.

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just a few short weeks until the wedding.

details are straightening out & i'm so incredibly excited i can hardly stand it.

it's been a whirlwind march - november and now we've got a new life starting. intertwined and stuck with me.
oh, baby. oh, baby.

Friday, November 20, 2009

wild child




mary oliver
chamomile tea in a red mug
red sweater
crisp day

ready for the weekend, but i'm afraid it may
pass by with hours filled
and memories unmade.

Lord, help me to remember that each day is a gift.
Let me wake up ready. Excited. Energetic.
To live one more for you.