let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance.

i have felt so undeservingly blessed these past few days (as i should always but sometimes i forget), and i felt it worthy of a post!

exhibit a:
there is nothing like two glorious days by the pool to remind me of the perfect design of my Creator. seriously not a cloud in the sky, perfect breeze, working on a base tan that will take me the entire summer to achieve (i now have a sunburned chest and stripe on my right shin). oh and the slide! despite the fact that i slide like a grandmother, according to some (ahem, hill and john michael), it still makes me so very happy.

exhibit b:
new music. the ingrid michaelson song you and i. see above title. thanks roommate for that one. and i came around by amie miriello. thanks one tree hill and yates. and two concerts coming up in the next two weeks that i could not be more excited about!

exhibit c:
new movies. the movie seventeen again. i'm going to sound like a dork here but let's be honest i have a blog so i already am one...the movie was hilarious. good clean fun + zac efron + a happy ending involving a vortex(yeah you want to see it now...)=my kind of movie.

exhibit d:
(this is the last one i promise!)
my summer has worked out even better than i anticipated. i have a job that i'm actually excited about. i have a beach trip planned with my four best girl friends. another beach trip planned with fantastic high school friends. and family vacation to hilton head, one of my favorite places ever.

i have messed up so many times and only continue to do so, but my God still provides, and i should spend so much more time on my knees thanking him for that.



oh and happy happy birthday katie k! i'm so glad you came into my life this year...now back to my studies.

good news

weekend at home with the fam was the best, minus the fact that my brother couldn't come home and almost every Easter egg i touched i somehow also cracked/dropped. even better than that was the sermon i heard sunday morning. i will not recap the entire thing but there was one point made that rocked me so i felt the need to relay to the few who may actually read this...
the gospel reading was the one you would expect for Easter, the chapter of Mark where the women go to the tomb and find Jesus's body missing, only to learn that miraculously Jesus has been raised from the dead! however, my priest provided me with some new perspective: so the ladies come upon the empty tomb and are met by a mysterious figure who tells them Jesus is risen! go and spread the news, tell the disciples and Peter, Jesus is risen! (keep in mind i'm not quoting so this is rough kate translation). reread that now.

go tell the disciples AND Peter.

Peter, the one who denied Christ three times, the one who was at times cowardly and selfish, the one who hit walls in life and his walk with the Lord, Peter who at times reminds me so much of myself it is scary, go tell the disciples AND Peter. my God reaches for those who constantly mess up and and wants us to know He loves us just the same. He wants us to be His "Easter people" too, those who go and keep spreading the Word, keep telling the story of how Jesus saves and was raised from the dead. so while i was expecting the traditional Easter sermon about how this is the day of the greatest miracle, and certainly nothing can undermine the magnificence of this holiday, but those extra two words that i had never even paid attention to added so much to the meaning of this particular Easter sunday and my faith in general. to say God is cool is such an understatement. happy belated Easter!

utterly random

i sent my watch through the washing machine. that pretty much sums up the state of affairs in my life at the moment. if you could see my room, it too would vouch for the craziness that always seems to be this time of year. fortunately, i have wonderful afternoons with sarah and katie filled with summer snow. this, however, led to a perplexing discovery. summer snow has ice cream shaved ice. katie ordered it. i figured surely that meant it had the consistency of ice cream...i could not be more wrong. as she explained, it is shaved ice merely flavored like ice cream. next followed my seemingly natural follow-up question: so what flavor of this so called "ice cream shaved ice" did you get? her answer, stated with a pitying look in my direction: kate, it is actually shaved ice with the flavor of ice cream. HOW CAN SOMETHING (that would be ice cream) THAT ONLY COMES IN OTHER FLAVORS HAVE A FLAVOR ALL ITS OWN OF SHAVED ICE?

think on it. you're prolly going to have to read this a few times to understand. and get back to me.