Entries Categorized as 'rambling'

Thank you, Swiss Miss

Date October 1, 2008

Coffee is a staple of Colombian culture.  Go figure, right? The line of people going into and coming out of the staff room with their steaming mugs is as constant as a train of ants at a church picnic.  I admit that I look at them longingly.  I want to fit into that social circle.  I […]

I’d rather not be Miss Havisham

Date September 22, 2008

I love writing this blog.  It gives me an outlet and a chance to scribble a bunch of nonsense every once in a while and that’s a good thing.  Otherwise my brain gets all crowded and I say things out loud in front of strangers.  And then said strangers look at me like I’ve lost […]

just some things about me

Date September 9, 2008

I love far off places and far-fetched dreams.  I love people and purpose, protecting the broken and pretending that fairies might really exist.  I travel frequently and lightly. I like being barefoot and wet-headed.  I love lasting friendships and conversations with strangers.  I adore books and music and the idea of living in a little […]

a tired brain means a list

Date September 8, 2008

I have a crush on a vampire.  (thank you, Twilight Saga) The smell of strawberries makes me think of my Mamaw. Oh, trail mix, how I miss thee. I’d pay an obscene amount of money to meet my Sisser for a movie. There’s nothing better than a box fan and a nap. I got a package […]

Thank you for the flowers.

Date September 4, 2008

Walking through my parents’ yard sometimes feels like a scene from A Midsummer Night’s Dream.  There are flowers of every kind that grow in their soil.  Blossoms that are rich in color and invite you to walk among them.  There are purple cone flowers and daisies and black-eyed susans and lilies of every hue.  Blooms that stretch a […]

to nudge the world

Date September 4, 2008

I’m sitting at my desk. There’s a dictionary in front of me opened to the word “asinine” because I’d like to use it someday. There’s a battered Spanish/English dictionary as well and a thesaurus is tucked comfortably beneath it. My journal is among the clutter. On the last page there are words and phrases scribbled […]

dadgum good

Date August 20, 2008

Yesterday started out as a sort of bummer. I got home, took out my running shoes, laced them up and met some friends for a jog. We ended up on the track below my house. And I think my insides jumped a little. Ten years and thirty pounds ago I was really fast. That’s not […]

peace by piece

Date August 20, 2008

Somedays it’s hard to find a rhythm. I catch myself hurrying about, not taking the time to settle into a comfortable pattern. I let memories of yesterdays flood me and forget that there’s a brand new today right in front of me. I get lost in daydreams and wanting and I picture myself in anywhere […]