Here are a couple of the pairs I made this weekend. The pictures didn't turn out so great because I had to use my flash. Maybe I'll redo the photos in the daylight so they are easier to see.
Not sure why this won't upload in the right direction.
vicissitude [vi-sis-i-tood, -tyood] –n. 1: a variation in circumstances or fortune at different times in your life or in the development of something; "the project was subject to the usual vicissitudes of exploratory research" 2: mutability in life or nature (especially successive alternation from one condition to another)
I can be an a*hole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it's going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby and you've never met anyone
Who is as negative as I am sometimes
I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can't relate
And you're still here
I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you've never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can't relate
And you're still here
What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go
I'm the funniest woman that you've ever known
I'm the dullest woman that you've ever known
I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known
And you've never met anyone
Who is as everything as I am sometimes
You see everything (you see everything), you see every part (you see every part )
You see all my light (you see all my light) and you love my dark (and you love my dark )
You dig everything (you dig everything) of which I'm ashamed (of which I'm ashamed)
There's not anything (there's not anything) to which you can't relate (to which you can't relate)
And you're still here
(You see everything, you see every part)
And you're still here
(You see all my light and you love my dark)
And you're still here
(You dig everything of which I'm ashamed)
(There's not anything to which you can't relate)
And you're still here...

socks off and be in shirt sleeves in February. It was beautiful. It was wonderful to be with the girls for the weekend, and see Kelli and Matt in their new home and see them happy there!Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions.
Clambering for the scraps
In the shatter of us collapsed.
It cuts me with every could-have-been.
Pain on pain on play, repeating
With the backup makeshift life in waiting.
Everybody says that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?



The first was a fun evening of seeing Wicked with Jonnali, Amy, and two of Jonnali's friends. We were in the back row of the top balcony, but it was great anyway. Sure, opera glasses would have been lovely, in order to see their faces, but those are minor details. It was a fantastic show!
hold each other back from becoming who God is forming them to be. In the spirit of that, I read "On Marriage" from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran at their reception open mic. This also speaks of the importance of space in the relationship in order to be stronger together.
Dress-up event #3 was Jessica and Maddie's post-wedding party this past Saturday. They got married in Hawaii in August with no guests, but had this party as a way for friends and family to celebrate with them. Dear friends!
Then Sunday night I went to a benefit for the Film, Faith and Justice film festival which is this coming weekend. The benefit was held at Canlis, which is one of the nicest restaurants in Seattle (maybe even the nicest!). My friend Hannah is the creative writing editor of The Other Journal, which puts on the film festival, so a bunch of us friends decided to go. Hannah wasn't actually there, as she was visiting family out of state, but her husband Jon came with the crew of us. It was appetizers and drinks and desserts. It was fun to get fancy with friends! The creme brulee was so
scrumptious! Then we went to Taco Bell. I don't know whose idea that was, and it seemed like a good idea at first, but when we actually got there, it didn't seem that great anymore. Fun times.