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5/16/2009
The preparation for a lifelong journey's one-momented prefix is very stressful. I never thought we would have to arrange such minor additions or necessities to make the ceremony seamless. That could be a metaphor to describe the emotions, too. From candles, an aisle runner, the floral arrangements, and the dress & tux (which are for our ceremony), to the table favors, the catering, the music, and the seating chart (which are for your celebration of us), this process is as dynamic and fluid as it is streamlined and hackneyed. Enough so that we purchased a planning book, but have done most things without its assistance.
Candi works exclusively with each vendor, which helps in ironing out small details as well as with budgetting. She's not splurged twice, just once on the cakes, and has met some of the most wonderful people who have worked with us to make the day so special and personal: Dianne Smith of Brookdale Florist, Karen of Karen's Cakes & Cafe Pharr, and Randy of inFocus Photography.
I really admire and love Candi, and her determination and ability to stay grounded and sane in the most confusing, stress-filled, emotional, and wonderful times has reminded me each day how much and how much more I continue to love her.
Candi works exclusively with each vendor, which helps in ironing out small details as well as with budgetting. She's not splurged twice, just once on the cakes, and has met some of the most wonderful people who have worked with us to make the day so special and personal: Dianne Smith of Brookdale Florist, Karen of Karen's Cakes & Cafe Pharr, and Randy of inFocus Photography.
I really admire and love Candi, and her determination and ability to stay grounded and sane in the most confusing, stress-filled, emotional, and wonderful times has reminded me each day how much and how much more I continue to love her.
1/21/2009
as they scatter their steps in a show of play, we wait and love the relaxation of no anticipation. their rule is to thumb at alls commonalities of their specied condition, and we adore them for this. then you cough, finish your work and I laugh to myself in happy bits.
12/05/2008
the classifieds are so sad when read from
perspective of intention's goodwill; "They
need a good, safe home," rings so softly as
to be passed by reader,
but is the hardest line to write.
perspective of intention's goodwill; "They
need a good, safe home," rings so softly as
to be passed by reader,
but is the hardest line to write.
Labels: about goats
11/04/2008
standing to vote w/ my baby @ nb mills in nc
8/14/2008
“We think space and time are important because that’s the kind of monkeys we are.”
- Terence Rudolph.
link
- Terence Rudolph.
link
5/30/2008
Gave the kittens a bath each yesterday. Jack clawed and screamed, but Reluctance was calm and kind. Had to re-teach them how to play with our cloth-hangy-thingy. they eventually started pawing with it. they live in the couch, so playing, to them, has been alienated for 3 months. we must develop their sense of pleasure into an active happiness, rather than a fearful tolerance of Kitti.
purple passion plant had grown roots this week, but they buoyed themselves out of, and the leaflets into, the water. had to plant them right away, but the roots were so craned that they couldn't be in the soil with the leaves above. had to remove one leaf and the bend to put it back into the water to regrow roots. trying to save the split-off leaf, too.
new car .
purple passion plant had grown roots this week, but they buoyed themselves out of, and the leaflets into, the water. had to plant them right away, but the roots were so craned that they couldn't be in the soil with the leaves above. had to remove one leaf and the bend to put it back into the water to regrow roots. trying to save the split-off leaf, too.
new car .
5/28/2008
Sometimes you have to stay tuned in as to not miss anything as anything is what tells you the story; sometimes you have to look away and know you are missing something, something that may change your view, so you know that what you knew and what you will know may be closer than if separated by what you now know, even if you are allknowing.
5/24/2008
We are young, you and I;
the epitome of style,
justified by our place
in society's higher.
We are young, you and I,
and spend many breathings
of our hearts without
seeing one -others' movings,
though know we are
but voices away,
in feelings of warmth
long past any normal home's
bedtime.
We are young, you and I,
here to be as fore-thought
memories: the times
in change's grasp
as seasons looked
from distant past..
and I hold these times,
as real as you,
and know they are
but many in few
fleeted glimpses of
what makes us Us
and who we are
as who we were
before.
Sorry for the disjointed style; it doesn't flow for me, either. The message is out, though, and I can rework it later.
the epitome of style,
justified by our place
in society's higher.
We are young, you and I,
and spend many breathings
of our hearts without
seeing one -others' movings,
though know we are
but voices away,
in feelings of warmth
long past any normal home's
bedtime.
We are young, you and I,
here to be as fore-thought
memories: the times
in change's grasp
as seasons looked
from distant past..
and I hold these times,
as real as you,
and know they are
but many in few
fleeted glimpses of
what makes us Us
and who we are
as who we were
before.
Sorry for the disjointed style; it doesn't flow for me, either. The message is out, though, and I can rework it later.
5/19/2008
50 Amazingly Helpful Time-Tested for the Kitchen: http://ping.fm/gD0RH
5/13/2008
i'm eating a pb&j which is on rye and made with spreadable fruit (blueberry) and natural peanut butter (the oily kind). it's ok.
candi has this thing where she eats rye bread, and i love it, but it's hard to fit the slices into the takealongs rubbermaid containers for sandwiches. the containers are square, whereas the rye bread (cobblestone) is rectangular. very odd. i guess corners can be lifted and it will be okay.
candi just called from work and i loves that girl.
candi has this thing where she eats rye bread, and i love it, but it's hard to fit the slices into the takealongs rubbermaid containers for sandwiches. the containers are square, whereas the rye bread (cobblestone) is rectangular. very odd. i guess corners can be lifted and it will be okay.
candi just called from work and i loves that girl.
5/12/2008
i'm happiness today. she brightens many aspects of this life and i thank her as much as i can for it. i love you, candi!
5/01/2008
http://ping.fm/b0UZE Every click donates $1 to homeless in Australia.
Click and the company gives $1 to the homeless.http://ping.fm/QpHLp
4/27/2008
whosoever knows themselves shall know they are the Lord's. your life was saved from your own deeds but you use it as though it was not. know Him as he knows you!
4/24/2008
i feel like i'm flying away from wherever i have been for quite some time. these past 6 months have been nothing but an epiphany as to who i am, who i am capable of being, and who i am STRIVING to be.i never saw these worlds i live in now when i was younger. they seem distanced now from where i see myself as having been then/they, following a strange vein i had never invited myself to witness, allowing me to be someone i had once shied from for fear of being too me. i struggle. that's why i am. i wake up after a 5hr nap and see my surroundings, i see my Love, and i juggle the thoughts of getting up happy or getting up tired. the happiness wins most of the time, but the tired knows it can. i write best knowing words are after what i say. that way, you never feel tied to the next word, and focus on the following words.i long for pause and reflection, and can have such when i want.we know this yard is ours to be. she said she wants a garden. i love her and she shows me why every day. i have to go to her knowing i will always be with her. it is a comfort.
12/10/2007
Special people helping special people.
9/24/2007
Hold yourself
in higher regard
than you can carry;
By doing this,
you allow yourself
to feel weightless
when you raise
half-way and
know you've
more to give.
I lower myself
to these words,
hunched and
cramped, I
give a relaxing
voyage from
thought to peck
but I never
leave them here, nah;
What's with that
sweet-bob of
body from
the music
left sit
on air,
to be
swum in
and dived toward;
What's the vocal/
verbal/viral
melody
swamping
my arms and
thoughts to the
sway of
the lightest dark
and
widest day?
Ah,
I love the cactus;
Who can love
that which
has too little
to survive
if not
for
it
be-
ing
who
it is/
you.
in higher regard
than you can carry;
By doing this,
you allow yourself
to feel weightless
when you raise
half-way and
know you've
more to give.
I lower myself
to these words,
hunched and
cramped, I
give a relaxing
voyage from
thought to peck
but I never
leave them here, nah;
What's with that
sweet-bob of
body from
the music
left sit
on air,
to be
swum in
and dived toward;
What's the vocal/
verbal/viral
melody
swamping
my arms and
thoughts to the
sway of
the lightest dark
and
widest day?
Ah,
I love the cactus;
Who can love
that which
has too little
to survive
if not
for
it
be-
ing
who
it is/
you.
there is some bottom to these depths;
i wonder if they follow my words,
or i follow theirs?
what follows
if not following
itself;
what draws
but inks,
leaving tints
about what may,
what june;
i follow these and hope
they wallow in themselves
so i may, afraid, away,
walk in thought around
and leave no impression
of the sole,
merely follow
and forgottten.
i wind my time in wanderings of the self,
though selfish that may be, i
find myself through these times,
and hope to be in them one day,
instead of looking out;
as though a mountain in movement
of the rushing rock,
held but caught in constance.
i wonder if they follow my words,
or i follow theirs?
what follows
if not following
itself;
what draws
but inks,
leaving tints
about what may,
what june;
i follow these and hope
they wallow in themselves
so i may, afraid, away,
walk in thought around
and leave no impression
of the sole,
merely follow
and forgottten.
i wind my time in wanderings of the self,
though selfish that may be, i
find myself through these times,
and hope to be in them one day,
instead of looking out;
as though a mountain in movement
of the rushing rock,
held but caught in constance.
there is a gnat,
which follows me.
he investigates
the lip of
toiletbowl
while i
release, and
he looks
inside, afraid
of stream
and floats
upward with
great haste
to avoid me;
i cannot help
but feel he
follows
in hopes
i'll soon be
deceased,
so he may
nit-pick
at which
side to begin devouring.
but
he follows me,
this friend,
and we enjoy
the blank scenery/
the mountainesque
landscape
of an apartment dwelling,
full-bright
with white walls and
wooden desk,
with brightest screen
in warm glow/
and i feel
he enjoys
this,
though wants
to be led out.
which follows me.
he investigates
the lip of
toiletbowl
while i
release, and
he looks
inside, afraid
of stream
and floats
upward with
great haste
to avoid me;
i cannot help
but feel he
follows
in hopes
i'll soon be
deceased,
so he may
nit-pick
at which
side to begin devouring.
but
he follows me,
this friend,
and we enjoy
the blank scenery/
the mountainesque
landscape
of an apartment dwelling,
full-bright
with white walls and
wooden desk,
with brightest screen
in warm glow/
and i feel
he enjoys
this,
though wants
to be led out.
i can never sleep when i need to,
and need to when i can never sleep.
it's hard to sleep
when i know there's much to do
and all's ahead, while i'd rather not
wait, i'd rather go
and find my way in time;
it's much less a worry
of missing, as a knowledge of
more;
i'd rather go than stay here, but
i feel i'd be better with knowing
all i've yet to learn.
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