There's tons and nothing to talk about tonight. It's been so long since I've blogged though, and I didn't want anyone to think that lousy poem was the climax of my website, so I felt endebted to throw something else onto to stack.
Ya know the innumerous times I've talked about my discontented condition, and how I just know that God is going to teach me to be content someday? I was journaling not too long ago, and once again wresting this issue, when it hit me, that He just might want me to be content with living here for a long time. I pleaded with Him to just teach me just enough contentment to get me out of this place, then I would be content. As I crossed the last "t" of that sentence though, I sat in stunned silence, realizing how very deeply this problem resides within me. I was humbled, and have since, in earnest, tried to really deal with the issue. I've even seriously started looking for a church to actually become a member of instead of pinballing myself around every sanctuary in the tri-state area. (I've narrowed it down to two -- I'll let you know when I make the decision.)
In other news, I've decided to take a different classroom at work. Instead of staying with my precious and incredible two year olds, I'll be taking the infant III classroom. I think this is going to be a definite sanity saver, and it was a great chance to expand my expertise in a definitely challenging way. (I realize, of course, that unless early childhood is your thing, then you could probably care less what age I'm teaching. Trust me, there's a huge difference here.)
Happy birthday to Maela. The quote I couldn't include had something to do with a certian trip back from the Oakland airport -- let me know if you still can't figure it out, so I can write a lovely dirge about how you've forgotten everything about our friendship. It did help a little bit that I was the first 30-mail.
Lastly, I've recently learned that buffalo and longhorns are NOT friendly animals thanks to the really big brown sign I read in Oklahoma. Please take this information with you in case you ever happen upon either of these species. I had a great time in Lawton, visiting the grocery store among other fascinating trips with my awesome friend Susan.
Alright, I think I might have made up for not writing a single thing in three months.
Latah-
Holly
1 comment:
My sweet Smolly, I finally made it to your blog! I make it a point to not get sucked into the personal and oftentimes useless dronings-on of those with nothing to do but laze around with a computer up their %#@$@ but YOU ARE NO SUCH ANIMAL. I think you are brilliant; I miss you an insane amount, and am thrilled to be able to read my favorite wordsmith-warrior-woman's thoughts anytime I please!
and YES i remember a certain "back-up plan" you had in store just in case I couldn't get you fromt the aeropuerte. (is that a word? if so, in what language? good grief!)
I love you Smol...let's connect soon...
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