feeling blue (and not in a good way)

Thanks to my awesome Pastor/Friend/Older Brother Figure, Sweet T, J, and MissJW and I got to go watch out boys in Blue. I left feeling blue, not Blue. Our boys just couldn’t do it. But they did what they could. And don’t get me started on the two umps who made horrible calls. One caused me to shout “Do you have EYES?!” But a definite upside was that I was proud of my Sweet T for cheering on the boys and getting pumped up. I guess he is officially rooting for the Blue.

The thing that left me blue was not just the game itself, but the atmosphere. The divorce has left a very hard road ahead for the team (that’s old news). Pair that with the unnecessary and senseless acts of violence by two “fans” of the Blue at the start of this season. The result is a very dreary stadium filled to paltry attendance with more booing than cheering. The lack of fans were made up with more police presence around the stadium (outside and inside).

I’m hoping the cloud above our team will lift soon and we can enjoy good baseball from what could be a great team.

one block north

It’s official. Sweet T and I have secured a home for the next year! By God’ grace, we were able to locate a very small, cozy, quaint and clean apartment just up the street from my current abode. Sweet T will move in with a guy pal (my roomie’s fiance) first and then I will begin living there after we return from our Honeymoon (end of July). It’s almost surreal how nicely the timing of said (my)roomie and her fiance’s (soon to be Sweet T’s roomie) wedding coincides (July) with ours that allows for Sweet T to have a roomie to share the cost of the rent until our wedding.

The place is great. We’ll be paying less rent than anticipated and budgeted. The only thing I had to give up was kitchen counter space. Oh and bathroom counter space. But Sweet T being the researcher that he is, found blogs where women write about the adventures of cooking up awesome meals in a small kitchen. Our consensus is that we’ll make it work somehow. We didn’t want to pass up a nice, clean apartment in a nice neighborhood just for counter space. We just need to purchase some extra furniture that may not have been anticipated, but in short is not that big of a deal.

I’m still a bit shocked that this next place I’m moving into will be living quarters I share with a boy. It’ll be Sweet T and my first home. This is madness people. Madness. 🙂

may is flowering

If I could show you a snapshot of what’s going on in my brain lately, it would just be a big, massive, chaos of letters, words, letters, and words. Here’s my attempt at un-tangling some of them:

1. I didn’t write my annual post in honor of my late brother Christopher. He left earth May 4, 1999. I miss him still. What else is new?

2. Pre-marital counseling is still the best thing about being engaged. It’s lovely having a wise pastor help you set a good foundation for the marriage (which I am uber-stoked about).

3. Work is as great as always. I feel as behind as ever and am tired of failing at being a good Church Administrator.

4. I’m thankful for my parents who have been used by my gracious Heavenly Father to provide for me, for us.

5. We (Sweet T and I) are the proud & happy owners of a brand new Subaru Forrester. Yes. We will be naming him. I’m leaning towards Forrest. What? Too unoriginal? (Thanks Mom and Dad for your help!)

6. We spent a day in beautiful Santa Barbara being photogged by our wonderful, creative, talented and godly photographer. We love her. This is another evidence of God’s watch-care over us. Who else would ensure we have a wonderful photog who totally shares the same likes as us and who loves the Lord so deeply, which makes the whole being photogged fun and relaxing and easy.

7. Today was another day of evidence to show that I am incapable of smiling without showing my teeth. I end up just looking like a lamer.

8. Today was another evidence in a long list of evidence (I’m not officially keeping one) that I have the best fiance in the world. I’m grateful for his patience, his humor, his endurance, his patience, his love for God, his love for others, his attitude, his heart, and to top it all off, he’s seriously handsomer than handsome. (Yeah yeah, I’ll get you a new barf bag.)

9. I’m constantly amazed that I didn’t get what I truly deserved (eternity in Hell) and that I’m constantly given what I will never deserve (His grace, His provisions, promise of eternity in Heaven, etc etc) were it not for Him.