dixie cups; coffee beans

[okay, sam, you have fifteen minutes to blog before resuming your essays for sustainability, religion, and spirituality. go!]

seriously, in the time it took me to type that, i've wasted five minutes remembering that i wanted to google "dave ramsey", to email my friend lane from class, and to re-read a poem i wrote consider whether or not it is postable. i am hopeless and my thoughts are everywhere and i have waited until now to start writing my essays. ah, yes!

iced turtle from beansTalk in hand, i have a few things on my heart that i just need to type out in an orderly (or, not so orderly) fashion. this little dixie cup with coffee beans on it is holding the glorious elixir that will help me finish these essays!

so, my dear friend joy is married. i was lucky enough to be a part of the wonderful chaos saturday morning of last weekend, curling hair and spraying ungodly amounts of hairspray and choosing whether "mocha" or "dark chocolate" would match as the eyeshadow for joy and her 'maids. i love everything about it.



on the one hand, i haven't given too much thought to the fact that my friend from high school is married. oh yes, we would talk endlessly about boys together and do homework together and spend hours of time in the theatre getting ready for the spring plays together. she's maybe the fourth or so girlfriend of mine to get married recently, so on this hand i feel like, yes, this is the time in my life that i'll be getting invitations galore in the mail for this shower and that bridal luncheon and this wedding and that wedding, and i'll be budgeting for at least three wedding gifts per wedding season!


on the other hand, my eyes just kind of glaze over when i realize, holy cow, i AM this old! in a few days, i will be 21. (funfetti cake, here i come!!!) that's like, sex and the city old. i feel like i should be drinking martinis every night and having really wise things to say about life and love. 21 can mean so many different things to different people. like, for joy, nancy, laura, and rachel, 21 is the year of marriage. to inStyle magazine, 21 is the precious year that your skin is still youthful, you can wear fitted pencil skirts that hit above the knee, and you can have multiple boyfriends, a killer career, and starbucks every morning. to nancy, 21 means changing from a "brownie" (brown accessory girl) to a "blackie" (black accessory girl), black wallet, purse, and high heels in tow. for many, it is the year of college graduation and business cards with their names in ink.

i have no idea what 21 will be for me. i can be relatively sure that it will not involve marriage, a black wallet, perfect skin, or college graduation. but i am so looking forward to seeing what it brings. a church family, i hope. a renewed sense of possibility for life regardless of the restraints of a tight budget. a childlike faith. discipline to hear, ears to hear what i don't expect, courage to obey what i hear no matter what the cost or doubt is.


today, as i was walking from the bus at raley circle to beansTalk, i realized, it is summer. it is june, and i'm wearing a blue jersey dress UNaccompanied by any sort of cardigan or scarf. i have sun on my skin. there is a braid in my hair sweeping the bangs off of my face and i just finished a book that i read for fun. last night, i ate dinner on the side of a hill overlooking the blue ridge mountains with a boy i respect and admire. and though i am spending a lot of time at work and in class, there is no doubting it any longer...it is sooo summertime, and i love it.


currently reading for school: ecospirit- kearns and keller, main currents in western encironmental thought- hay
currently reading for fun: the total money makeover - dave ramsey
currently missing: television and coastal carolina
recently viewed: a little princess. what a wonderful childhood fave! i cried my eyes out!
current diet: anything i can make a sandwich or wrap out of.
international flavor of the week: india