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(from a website yoinked from my boy)

Who enjoys going around the mountain a second time?
Anyone? Anyone?
Bueller?

Much like this time last year, I find myself unemployed and wondering why. Not only that, but in the search to be gainfully employed I find myself asking those deep, sometimes helpful, always time-consuming questions like:

Well, what do I want to be doing?
What was I made to do?
Do I still belive in destiny?
Should I just plant a garden?*

Neck-deep in recently published books on finance, loaned excerpts from inspirational authors, quotes from big-name dreamers, and a myriad of interests, skills and goals, I seem stuck. How many people do I know who are doing what they love AND getting paid for it? Is it (hu)man's task to seek out a hidden destiny?

* "It is the mark of maturity to stop waiting for someone to bring you flowers and plant a garden."

007 Kitty

Emails passed between my roommate, Nicole, and myself today regarding our mischievious cat, Audrey Hepburn:

From: Sarah Aubrey Hunter
To:Nicole Evans

Oh, here's a fun story: as I got ready for work, I washed my face and realized....no Audrey sitting in the sink. Then I realized...no Audrey hanging around the apartment. I whistled and called for her EVERYWHERE and realized....no Audrey at all. Then I looked out of the dining room window. She's frolicking in the garden.

OK, this was at 12:30 IN THE AFTERNOON.

So she had been frolicking since about 8:30 when you left. It's hilarious that she had four hours to kill and didn't get any farther than that garden. Good to know for later. She's pretty house trained, I guess...just keeps mistaking the garden for another living room.
S.

From: Nicole Evans
To: Sarah Aubrey Hunter

I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh man, she’s quick – I watched the door, but turned my head for literally one second and I heard some trees rustle right next to the door. I stopped. Turned around. Looked through the bushes….. but saw nothing. She must have jetted out the door and hid, waiting for me to walk away before she moved again. 007 kitty.

I personally think she was out looking for Andrew. But she would have had to venture a little farther than the front garden to find him in Dallas, Texas...

shree-yimp

Southern Dictionary:
shrimp - "shree-yimp"
mother - "moe-ther"
amen - "ay-min"
expression of exasperation - "Great day in the mornin'!" expression of exasperation, short-formed - "Great day!"

AJ Malett Jones and I went ("wee-int") to North Carolina this weekend for a women's conference at a church called East Side World Outreach Church (aka: "The Purple Church") this weekend and had an absolute blast. Let me tell you, those Southern women know a thing or two about love, life and laughter. I feel like I have a dozen mamas and a dozen more sisters in Shalotte now - and I miss them already.

AJ's little one, Zoe Abigail ("Abi") Jones, was a 4-month-old traveling MIRACLE. She grinned, snoozed and cooed through security checks, take-offs, landings, three days of conference, 37 degree heat, being jostled in car seats, strollers, cribs and various people's arms and even sleeping through a delayed flight in Washington D.C. on the way home and an impromptu hotel layover. Oh, and have I mentioned how cute she is?
Things I Learned:

1. Millionaires are sometimes confused as gardeners.
2. Lightening can strike your bum if you're sitting on a toilet during a storm.
3. There are at least five ways of eating rotisserie chicken.

two weeks

two weeks, at one time
the limit - but now two weeks
apart is as loss

it deserves to be mentioned...

...that A. and I celebrated a little milestone on Tuesday.

...and that I've been swooning ever since.


This first kiss on this cold street
could have jailed Galileo
for the heavenly point it proves
but tonight, merely moves
our two souls into steady revolution
around and about the warm fixed fact
of our brilliant lips.
Jason Guriel, "As Suggested By The Calculations Of Copernicus"

impostor

I'm hoping she doesn't become too popular...
...because then I'll end up reaping how much I teased my friend Ricardo Martin in university.

iBible

Yoinked from Angela's blog.