This is my first day back at work since Friday. I had a delicious four days off, which I spent mostly working on wedding stuff. Doing things like making spreadsheets and comparing prices of plastic flatware and making schedules for the day of are probably only fun to people like me, who love to compulsively organize.
Probably my favorite part of the desk work I’ve done for the wedding has been putting together a list of possible readings. Right now, Edgar Allan Poe and C.S. Lewis are dueling for podium time at my wedding. Reading Thomas Jefferson’s love letters has put a smile on my face as well. Don’t tell him, but he’s probably a shoe-in.
In related news, I love tech-savvy marriage proposals.
Here is a picture of Dan and I collecting old bottles at an antiques store that absolutely murdered my allergies. It’s a rough break for a girl whose fondest pursuit is being surrounded by crumbly, age-old treasures, to be allergic to dust. In the photo, Dan is retrieving the bottles from a high shelf which I could not reach, and may not have even notice if he hadn’t pointed it out.
Two couples in my life gave birth this week, and I can’t wait to meet the little ones.
We had a really good time at small group last night. It was fun as always (we died laughing while coming up with some baby names for Erik and Sarah’s forthcoming child), but we also learned a lot. Hebrews is a dense book to work through, especially since it had a very specifically Jewish audience, so there are a lot of references to Old Testament things that are meant to be understood easily, but for us we have to go back and dig through those old verses and figure out what is being alluded to. Dense, but rewarding. I’ve been contemplating what service means to me, and how to serve others out of real love, and not because it’s what I’m “supposed to do.” It is beginning to feel more natural that I, being loved, should want to pay it forward. But of course this is one of those things about which you can never say “okay, I’ve got it! I’m doing it right now!” Because that’s when you know you’re doing it wrong.
This morning it snowed. No matter how hard I try not to get excited, every time I see a flake, my heart soars. How beautiful the neighborhood is when large, fluffy flakes are descending! I’ve told myself over and over again, “you know it will not stick” and “don’t even think about sledding,” yet I can’t stop myself. Of course as soon as I got to work it had turn to slushy rain, so now it’s just wintry mixing again. Ick.
I’m very excited about Movieland opening up, and I desperately wish I could go to the first show: GWTW and mimosas. COME ON! Why do I have to work that day?!
Yesterday was Jonesy’s birthday. Yesssssssss!