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My friend Adam T. is preparing for the Thunderdome!

Check out his blog here and help keep him accountable through the month of April. Should be an interesting 31 days...

...and no, this isn't an April Fool's joke either. Not his style.

Weeknight in the Country

We are so old and boring.


Double Trouble!
Really nothing to do around here folks, except take pictures of ourselves and then blog about them. I'm even boring myself with this blog post.

Currently Loving

What are you currently loving?

Duplicity

Saw Duplicity tonight and I recommend it. It was definitely not what I thought it would be. There is some minor language and of course they are shown in bed together (though nothing explicit thankfully) but all in all I was impressed that the makers didn't throw in the usual (unnecessary) violence and sex. It was a straight up spy story and a pretty good one at that!

Clinicals

My first day of clinicals is tomorrow.

I'm a sminch nervous because I don't really know what to expect.

I hope I jive with all the residents I work with. I want to be good at this. I want this to possibly to turn into a career.

Basically, I hope I don't hate it. Because then I will feel like I've wasted a lot of time, energy, and money and something that I'm not going to use.

That would be like my four-year degree all over again...

360--Full Circle?

Happy 360th post! I wish I could write about how my life has somehow "come full circle" or use some other sort of clever, geometric comparison but it's just not going to happen. So don't get your hopes up. :)

However three monumental things have happened in the last 24 hours, and I know you're all dying to know!

This is my to-do list for the week:

I actually got everything done before Friday! Scratch that, I just got it done. Period.

I want to be very clear on something: this never happens. I guess the warmer weather is energizing me or something.

The second monumental thing happened last night in that Rudy didn't flee when I approached him with the camera. Usually he heads for his favorite hiding spot: under the chair. I don't really know how he gets under there but he does. So far he's found a set of keys, some lip gloss, and a flashlight.

Ahhh the wonders of having hand-me-down furniture! You never know what you'll find. (Legend has it that the couch in one of the youth Sunday School rooms had a gun in it when they were unloading it! I don't know whether or not to believe that.)

He does not look amused. I've yet to get a good shot of his thumbs though. I'll keep trying, they're so crazy.

ALSO the third monumental thing that has happened is that I bought fabric today to make my own shirts. And they're cute shirts, too! This ain't your grandma's sewing pattern!

Is it just me or does this blonde girl look like she's in pain?

I'm planning on making two of the red one with little fluttery sleeves; one of the tanks on the bottom row, and one of the tank to the right of the red one with little fluttery sleeves.

Let me clarify: Laura is helping. I mean really helping. Like, I'm going to observe while she makes them and then perhaps try my hand but not before I observe! Because fabric ain't cheap, even when you get it off the bargain rack.

(Though is still somehow cheaper than actually buying a shirt. Plus I can be like, "Oh this old thing? Yeah... I made it." boo-yah.)

peace,
e.

Every Minute

There's this song by Sara Groves that I absolutely love. (Side note: I used to not really like her stuff because her lyrics were, in my mind, "weird" but that's just because they're actually really good and I was just shallow. A few years ago I rediscovered her stuff and fell in love. I even had one of her songs sang at my wedding.)

She has this one song called Every Minute that contains some of the best lyrics for the way I feel about life right now:

And I wish all the people I love the most
Could gather in one place
And know each other and love each other well

And I wish we could all go camping
And lay beneath the stars
And have nothing to do and stories to tell
We'd sit around the campfire
And we'd make each other laugh remembering when
You're the first one I'm inviting
Always know that you're invited, my friend

You know who you are, friends and family. I wish I could make this happen. If there's one thing I've been experiencing here in this most recent part of life is lack of friends.

Not that I'm lonely or sitting in my house crying all day. And I know I have friends. But they don't just randomly come over with buffalo meat to grill (Sam!) or with entertaining stories to tell (Andrea!) or with laughter from back when we were naive freshmen in college (Erika!) or with a guitar ready to chill at the lake (Garrett!).

There are some friends that I like to get tired and emotional with.
There are some friends that are fun to eat PIE with.

(Devon, you're exempt from all this because you only live a few minutes away. And we might even get to see each other next week if we don't forget about some random other plan we had!)

And who could forget family? I don't feel as though I'm lacking too horribly in that department, as my in-laws live a hop-skip-and-jump away and my aunt, uncle, and cousins go to Buck Grove, but it would be SUPER if my parents/bro lived closer. Hey family: we're close to southern Indiana now. What are you waiting for?!

And I know that we are here for a "reason." And I know what that reason is: Jesus. Plain and simple, nothing else to it, nothing else to seek out Jesus. And I am content in my circumstance.

Just thanks Lord for Facebook, blogs, Skype, and cell phones! Without that I might have to hand write letters or something. Then I really would be sitting in my house lonely and crying.

Because I don't have any stationary, you see.