I like drinking out of a teacup. Whether the liquid is milk, coffee, peach mango juice, or chai, it makes a small part of me feel like I'm elegant or graceful or feminine.
My dad loves to be inspired. Whenever he discovers a book, movie, or soundtrack that accomplishes that feat, he replays/rereads/rewatches the thing constantly for a month or two. He's great at finding Gospel parallels in everyday things and relating them to life. It's something my mom doesn't really understand. We all tend to roll our eyes and sigh loudly when he sticks "We Are Marshall" or "Band of Brothers" in the dvd player for the 8th time that week, but I admire it. I think it's important to analyze the entertainment in which I partake. Rather than turn off my mind when I sit down to read or listen, I should do the opposite. It makes more of an impact on me than I realize. For example, the other day I was musing over some painful memories and found myself humming "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Greenday. I hate Greenday, but apparently it didn't matter that I had made fun of their music every time I ever heard it. Bravo.
My GoPhone has been screwy lately. For a few days it didn't receive texts or voicemails. To be honest, it was great. Unfortunately yesterday evening I looked at my phone to discover 25 texts and 6 voicemails. Sigh.
There is a block of wood sitting on top of our family's computer that says "Just Be Nice." I should do that more.
When I was in 11th grade, a girl in my class wrote a poem about Matthew Mcconaughey. I laughed at it, but as I sit here half way watching him on tv, the words "Matthew Mcconaughey, Matthew Mcconaughey, you take my breath away" come to mind, and I haven't the foggiest what my poem was about. Touche, Elizabeth.
This summer I read a book called "The Gentle Art of Domesticity," and was really inspired. It's all about color, simplicity, and reviving the art of being a homemaker. Jane Brocket, the author, has a delightful writing style; the book reads like a blog. I want to meet her.
After Josh Groban, that is.
On that note, I realized that all of my favorite singers' names start with a J... Josh Groban, Journey, James Taylor, & John Mayer.
Speaking of favorites, I've been really trying to come up with some. It's not working.
The future still holds many unknowns. It's a good thing I like rollercoasters.
