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Happy Blogaversary…oh yeah, and goodbye Starbucks!

oh yeah, so i’ve now been officially blogging for one year.

woo-hoo!…ow! that makes my head hurt. so does thinking…and now since my new favorite thing to ponder is compound interest, my head is killing me. but, on the up-side: if i just invest my “starbucks” money in a low risk mutual fund for the next forty years, i could accrue over a million dollars…

…that could buy a whole lot of headache medicine - and fund a village in Africa…and open a Dream Center…and adopt some orphans…and - wow this headache is a doozy. maybe if i just dream about all of this it won’t hurt my head so much.

the baptisms went great! it’s been fun to have people in our home so much lately.

anyway, now i’m going to try to sleep off my shenanigans from this morning…and dream of accruing interest and mutual funds and…

…well, of finding my little shopping cart girl and taking her to get ice cream and every pair of shoes we can find that she likes…and dreams like that.

okay, so the thought of that has just ended my starbucks addiction…cold turkey. i’m completely serious - every time i want to buy another over-priced latte, i’ll just imagine her face…

i have to go now…it’s bad enough to try to type with a doozy of a headache, but now i have serious planning to do, all while becoming ever-more emotional…hey, i’m a drama queen! it’s what i do! :-)
so, all-in-all, it’s been a pretty good…but interesting, day.

and now off to dream.

peace to you…

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on May 18, 2008
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Who Knows?

…so I’m really tempted not to blog at all - no one’s reading right now anyway.

Kayleigh and Barry are going to her senior prom tonight - she looked gorgeous…of course (Thanks, Andrea! :-) ). It made me feel proud…and old. Oh well, I think having an 18 year old is going to be full of occasions like that. I’ll take the feeling old part to get the feeling proud part…

And tomorrow’s Mother’s Day…

I’ll write about that tomorrow, but it does make me think of my very first Mother’s Day - I was so young, it’s a wonder Kayleigh even survived…

Friday’s Food Drop got me thinking…

When we were in Dallas for the Creative Church Conference, I heard about the “Dream Centers” around the country - places that rescue prostitutes and runaways and keep them safe until they get back on their feet.

Last night, as I was crying over the little girl in the shopping cart, Byron couldn’t console me - so instead he decided to get my mind working on a plan…

“Remember the Dream Center?” he said, “Maybe we need to go out to California and find out how they do that”.

It was only then that I stopped crying - my tears do no one any good anyway…unless they facilitate some kind of action…

So, we’ll see…who knows? The Orlando Rescue Mission Warehouse did have an old (really old) limo in the parking lot for sale. Maybe I’ll buy it and paint it and use it to rescue people…

maybe…

We’ll see. I’m thinking it would look great all tricked out with flames and a Barbie pink plush interior…or maybe turquoise…

I’m just going to keep dreaming and planning…who knows what may come of it.

Dreams are crazy and powerful things… I just feel this sense of urgency when it comes to making some of my dreams a reality…

Anyway, maybe I’ll call about the limo…and buy a can of paint. Maybe…

Have a peaceful night.

And sweet dreams.

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angiebledsoe
on May 10, 2008
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Waiting on the Shoreline

I guess I need to have some kind of “breakthrough” when it comes to blogging.

It used to be so easy. I used to just start typing and the words would come like a flood…

I’m not sure what’s happened - I guess I’ve just kind of lost the love. I do wish it would return - this past year of blogging has been invaluable to me. It’s been therapy - a refuge and release. I’m just not feeling it anymore…

The funny thing is that I still do all of my same routine…I still check my stats, then moderate any comments, then go down my toolbar and read what everyone else has written. I still act like I’m “all in” in blogland…

But, it’s not the same. I don’t want to write - I don’t need to or my day just isn’t complete. I feel like I should write, but it’s more obligatory than it once was.

I guess it’s like any long-term relationship - with it’s ebbs and flows - I’m just waiting for the tide to come back to shore.

Meanwhile, there’s lots of interesting stuff to see on the shoreline…and there’s always the beautful sunset to look forward to…

Anyway, I guess my love for blogging will come back when it’s ready. I do miss it so…

Peace.

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on April 22, 2008
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I Should Write a Poem…or go play marbles.

Robert Frost says, “Being a poet is a condition, not a profession.” I understand this. Wanting to write…actually, needing to write can feel like a weight that presses upon me until I just give in and pour out my soul. So, tonight when I try to sleep - if I haven’t written some inane thing or another - the words will roll around in my head like marbles…

The thing is, when I’m in a poetry kind of mood, I rarely feel like writing down whatever is in my head. It’s like the worst possible time to write…to talk, even. I should take a vow of silence when I’m feeling poetic…or at least offer free anti-depressants to all of my readership before they are subjected to my musings.

So, I’m torn. Maybe I’ll just write a poem and never publish it…just keep it to myself. I have hoards of old poetry in boxes around the house already anyway…what’s one more?

…I’m still fighting it - this condition of mine - for the sanity of the masses, I will fight against the rolling marbles…

You’re welcome…Happy Wednesday.

Peace.

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on March 26, 2008
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