a queen is never late...

everyone else is simply early.

how much do i love that quote? and, how much do i adore julie andrews? i mean, my nanny (my mom's mom), died when i was 2, but i do remember her well. i remember her both through my own tiny memories as well as through the memories of my mom. my nanny was british, she met and married an american g.i. (my grandfather) and moved to the states, but she never lost the very essence of her british-ness.

any time i see julie andrews, i am reminded of my nanny, something in ms. andrews' beauty and elegance brings memories of my nanny to me. it's slightly odd, since i have never met the woman, but, in some ways, i feel as though i am watching my nanny whenever i see julie andrews.

ok, enough of that tangent.

my best friend from college said "i do" this weekend. it was absolutely amazing! she looked incredible and the ceremony, as was the reception, was beautiful. i had the best time ever meeting some of the coolest people "...ever on the planet to ever exist in all ever-ness"! (that was for you, pirate girl!)

to all my new j-ville, and kentucky peeps, hollah!!! oh, and that one boy down in the atl, too! hahaha =D

anywho, i initially wanted to blog all about the great lessons i learned this weekend about love and marriage and family and friendship but i can't seem to conjure up those emotions and thoughts right now. someone said some very hurtful words to me last night and i am still trying to recover from that. i prayed that the Lord would not allow me to return those hurtful words but would allow me to remain positive. i also prayed that He would give me the strength for this because i know that i do not have this strength, at all. and lastly, i prayed that i would not allow these words to speak death into me, but that i would be able to see them for what they are and know that God has chosen to speak life and encouragement into me, not death and discouragement.

it's crazy how this happens. i go away and have some of the most amazing times in my life, and, the enemy of our hearts, the father of lies, the king of death and destruction, is immediately ready to attack, and just like with Jesus and Peter, he always uses those i am closest to.

well, hopefully i will be able to share the lessons i learned this past weekend in the near future. in the meantime, if you could pray protection over my heart/soul, my spirit and my mind, i would be grateful.

i do not desire to return to where i was before the weekend, i desire to always be moving forward. thanks for your love and prayers! you have no idea just how much they really mean to me!

like sands through the hourglass...

these are the days of our lives...

as i started reading a few other blog pages, i started to realize that i've become irrelevant and boring. i mean, really, does anyone want to know this much about my essentially non-existent love-life? i should think not. of course, i blog for me, and not for others. but, ahhh, i don't know.

there are so many important things going on in my life (non-dating related), as well as the world at large, and all i seem to find time to write about is frivolous things.

oh well, if i so choose to bore people with the innane details of my life, so be it.

i could write about the fact that the powers that be have decided to close my office location and everyone is either being laid-off or they are relocating to georgia.

i could write about how i haven't a clue of what i want to do once i am let go, considering everything from teaching dance full-time, to joing the fire department, to continuing in human resources, to God knowswhat.

i could write about the youth group at my church and how amazing things are happening in our youth.

i could write about the many ups and downs of being a creative with a strong spiritual connection to God and trying to marry the two, while maintaining my sanity.

i could write about hurricane katrina and the ongoing saga there.

i could write about the indictment of lewis libby. and the fact that rove wasn't indicted (although i'm sure with all the media coverage, if you asked the average person on the street if rove was indicted, they'd probably ignorantly reply with a resounding, yes.)

i could write about supreme court justice nominee, judge alito.

i could write about the absurdity of the senate closing it's doors to the public.

i could write about how plame's own husband used and abused her cia connections and "outed" her more than any reporter or government official could be accused of doing.

i could even write about all the songs and poems and essays that i have been writing, off-line, and what they mean to me and why i wrote them.

but, will i write of these things? who knows? maybe i will...maybe i won't.