All A Blur

Stephanie's Top 5 Things to Do Before Leaving For Hawaii




5. Wash all piles of clothes - this means TONIGHT
4. Clean out refrigerator and pantry so that when I come back, I can fill them with healthy wedding diet foods!
3. PACK - and pack well
2. Have a meditation session to calm my flying nerves
1. Learn how to hulu (and look super-fabulous while doing so)



Aloha!

I Choose Joy

"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer."

-- Psalms 19:14

Lots of things on my heart. Happy things, sad things, exciting things, anxious things. Things that I didn't think I could bear to speak out loud, and others I could shout from the rooftops. Lots of big things.

But the greatest "Thing" about all these "things" is that God already knows my heart, and if I can't find the words to say them out loud, I can quietly hand them to God -- and he takes them into His own hands. He knows my past, present and future - and all that aches me or excites me, He will be there to guide me through the courageous utterances of my mouth and the quiet, unspoken meditations of my heart.

And The Waves Crash

Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa.

I'm sitting here trying to find the right words to make sense of the last week and half, but words seem to fall short of the right expression. It's more of a giddy dance, combined with a huge sigh of relief, combined with a thousand "oh my gods" and "reallys!?" that could then be strung into a coherent sentence.

ENGAGED! I'm engaged! It actually happened. The one and only asked me to be his wife, and I said YES. YES. and YES!

A new adventure. A new journey to embark on. One that is not without its anxiety or wonderment of the event, but a past and future journey that is filled with love, honesty and laughter. He was right when he said it would be worth the wait. I don't think I have been able to truly sit down and process it. To think through what happened and really believe it. But, I know in my heart that my life will be a new adventure everyday.

Ito,

No matter what you say or what you worry about, you have been an amazing friend, boyfriend and will forever be a wonderful husband. Usted será un marido maravilloso.

You've Gotta Help Me Out

It's coming...........FINALLY!

Rescind

I officially rescind my last post. It was uncalled for and a little bratty. Shame on me for being bratty. I am not in a bad mood anymore, mostly because I am feeling creative.

I always thought I could be a writer. But, the BIGGEST concern would be, what would I write about? Work? Sadie adventures? Adventures in apartment land?

Not too thrilling. Not too novel-like, or short story-like, or limerick-like. So I'm starting to compile a list of all the things that I could write about it that would be interesting to the average consumer (marketing speak, for those of you not cool like me).

Feel free to add as you see fit any topics that seem anymore interesting than my disdain for mushrooms:

1. Being a Young Professional:
How in the heck did we get here? And how do we navigate?

2. 365 Things My Dog Can Eat Without Getting Sick:
I have a fairly substantial list going

3. Poems about Unrequited Jr. High Love Affairs:
Can anyone say rain rhymes with pain?

4. LOVE:
Small town girl meets big city, Spanish boy = awesome-ness!

5. The Tale of Concert Set Lists:
Is it considered rock and roll if you ask the sound guy for it?

6. Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Mushroom?
A User's Guide to Avoidance Training

Interesting, no?

Like Diamonds on the Floor

Why am I so bothered this morning? Who dares to cross my path at work when all I am trying to do is gently, quietly get through the day without actually having to do real work? Why am I so tuned into the small pitter patter of keyboard keys across from me? They sound like a symphony of jackhammers. Not to mention the hurricane wind-sound of the air conditioning or sniffing from across the hall that makes me want to throw my stapler through a window.

So silly of me. So silly of me to have one ounce of bad moodiness in me today. Sometimes it feels when I walk in my office, that my ears instantly become supernatural and all those little things that normally wouldn't be a bother continually grate at me all day.

Who cares if the water fountain drips and sounds like Niagra Falls? I do!

Who cares if the chewing and swallowing of an office mate sounds like a garbage disposal? I do!

And this all happens before anyone even opens their mouth to dare and utter a word...

Far Along This Road

5 Things I Learned This Weekend:

5. Antonio Sabato Jr. is a hunkity-HUNK

4. I love waking up to sunny, cool mornings

3. It is perfectly acceptable to sing a Christmas carol at church in August

2. My dog is a lazy sack of potatoes

1. I love the weekends where I feel less like an automated robot and more like an actual person

C'est la vie!