A couple of pics

Here are my two other favorite pictures from the wedding. I know, I know, neither of them have the bride or groom in it, but deal.

The first is of me and Tiff, my loving big sister.


The other is of Pippi kissing me after I caught the bouquet.

Cutie

All right, this picture is of my sweet baby.
And, just to clarify, in yesterday's post, that was Amy, Matt, and Me. Aren't we cute? I was going to put some others up, but blogger wouldn't upload them for some reason.

Weddings and Such

Well, on Saturday my Manda and Will got married. It was a really small wedding, but it was pretty. It was weird though. Will is only 19, and he just finished his sophomore year. He was one of my little brothers. And now he's all growed up and on his honeymoon. Weird.

Then I had this dream last night where I was getting married in a month and a half. But this guy--he didn't like to travel, and he got sick both times he'd flown on an airplane. The odd thing was, we were getting married in Brazil. But we were at his family's house, close to Covenant. It was mostly weird because we'd never talked about the future at all--what we were going to do after we were married. I still had my contract with China, and they didn't know I was getting married. So I wasn't sure if I could still go, and that upset me a lot.

Anyways. It was just an odd dream. It actually made me really glad I wasn't getting married right now. There's still so much to do with my life. I couldn't be doing what I'm doing if I was somehow seriously attached to a man. So I'm once again happy that I'm single and free. At the same time, though, I find myself afraid. I'm travelling half way around the world to a place that I know nothing about--I don't know a single soul there, I don't know the language, or the culture. That's ok. An Adventure!!! WOOT!!

Encouraging moments. . .

Lately I've been having all these depressing moments when I feel like I'll be single forever. Graduating from college without ever having been in a rrromantic relationship can do that to you. . . But then I start feeling happy when people think that I'm marriagable.
Like, this weekend, I went to see my friend Ruth, and her older brother called her up and they were talking. (He was one of my youth group leaders in high school!) And she mentioned that I was there, and he asked what my last name was now. . .as if I was married or something! So I was like, awwww, somebody thinks that I could be married. Sigh.

And then yesterday I was swimming with Libby's sister and her friend (aged 13 and 14) and we were just chatting, yada yada yada, and it came up that I was going to a wedding on Saturday, and the friend thought that it was me getting married, and she was shocked that I was just sitting around and not attending to all the last minute details of the dress and everything. After making it clear that I was NOT getting married on Saturday, I then pointed out that I would have my wedding dress perfect at least a year before getting married (exaggerating of course), and then Anna was like, well, you're too late then! And I was like, wait, you think I'll be getting married in less than a year? And she thought that was probably true. Alas, i don't think that will quite work out for me. Moving to a new country. . .not having any possibilities. . .being who I am. . .it all adds up to say. . .SINGLE.

Ah, well, such is life. In the meantime I'll just sit here and gaze upon any marvelous specimens of God's wonderful creation that come along.

sadness

It's so sad. . .my sweet little mug, of which I took a picture of yesterday. . .suffered the fate of Humpty Dumpty. Except that the crime was perpetrated by my bewitching niece. . .

A Deep Thought

Life is like a fine wafer biscuit filled with hazelnut filling. It's got it's sweet layers, and it's bland ones. But without the bland ones, we wouldn't really appreciate the sweet ones. And usually, I take a bite of them all together, and the overall sensation is good. Of course, sometimes they get stale, and then it's like eating nutella-covered cardboard.

Quotes again. . .hee hee

What greater stupidity can be imagined than that of calling jewels, silver, and gold 'precious,' and earth and soil 'base'? People who do this ought to remember that if there were as great a scarcity of soil as of jewels or precious metals, there would not be a prince who would not spend a bushel of diamonds and rubies and a cartload of gold just to have enough earth to plant a jasmine in a little pot, or to sow an orange seed and watch it sprout, grow, and produce its handsome leaves, its fragrant flowers, and fine fruit. It is scarcity and plenty that make the vulgar take things to be precious or worthless; they call a diamond very beautiful because it is like pure water, and then would not exchange one for ten barrels of water.
Galileo Galilei (1564 - 1642)


True love is night jasmine, a diamond in darkenss, the heartbeat no cardiologist has ever heard. It is the most common of miracles, fashioned of fleecy clouds, a handful of stars tossed into the night sky.
Jim Bishop

I never took hallucinogenic drugs because I never wanted my consciousness expanded one unnecessary iota.
Fran Lebowitz (1950 - )

I don't use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough.
M. C. Escher

Chicken Soup: An ancient miracle drug containing equal parts of aureomycin, cocaine, interferon, and TLC. The only ailment chicken soup can't cure is neurotic dependence on one's mother.
Arthur Naiman

A patient going to a doctor for his first visit was asked, "And whom did you consult before coming to me?"
"Only the village druggist," was the answer.
"And what sort of foolish advice did that numbskull give you?" asked the doctor, his tone and manner denoting his contempt for the advice of the layman.
"Oh," replied his patient, with no malice aforethought, "he told me to come and see you."
Author Unknown

OBLIVION, n. The state or condition in which the wicked cease from struggling and the dreary are at rest. Fame's eternal dumping ground. Cold storage for high hopes. A place where ambitious authors meet their works without pride and their betters without envy. A dormitory without an alarm clock.
Ambrose Bierce (1842 - 1914), The Devil's Dictionary

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.
Hunter S. Thompson

Anyway, no drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power.
P.J. O'Rourke

Being an old maid is like death by drowning, a really delightful sensation after you cease to struggle.
Edna Ferber (1887 - 1968)

I don't do drugs: I am drugs.
Salvador Dali (1904 - 1989)

No doubt alcohol, tobacco, and so forth, are things that a saint must avoid, but sainthood is a thing that human beings must avoid.
George Orwell (1903 - 1950)

http://www.quotationspage.com/qotd.html

Now that we all know where my mind is living. . . .

hectic week

Well. . .I had a hectic week. I'll post more about it later. . .especially about the trip home on Monday. But just as a teaser. . .
Tofu Whipped Cream
90 Degree Angle Bumper
California License Plate
Shiny Screen
X-Men
Huntsville, Alabama
Hwy 72