of waiting, we finally get an answer. a crazy answer, the one we didn't dare to hope or pray for ( Read more... )

I'm "wife"- I've finished that-
That other state-
I'm Czar- I'm "Woman" now-
It's safer so-

How odd the Girl's life looks
Behind this soft Eclipse-
I think that Earth feels so
To folks in Heaven - now-

This being comfort- then
That other kind- was pain-
But Why compare?
I'm "Wife"- Stop there!

---Emily Dickenson [199]

Tuna and peanut butter on a corn tortilla? A protein sensation!

It is tea time, and class time.

It is time perhaps to let the cat out of the bag, because there is no more denying it, no more questioning it ( Read more... )

my Marzi, poor Marzipan...

I am mad about French. I am pretentious and I don't care. I've been walking around formulating plans about how to get back as soon as possible (even though if I go somewhere again, I want to go somewhere new).
I wish I had some news. But life is back to normal (read: "Chaotic")
and I have a crush on every boy. but especially Charlie Winston

"Nature is a creation to defend, not a divinity to worship."
-the Pope

Virgin Radio France plays about ten songs, and they play them over and over again, all the way to Nantes and back. Half sleeping, half trying not to ralph in the back seat, all the songs engraved themselves deep into my psyche. Now, whenever I hear these songs, I think of the road to the coast in France and the pretty windmills and trees. And also ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

The truth is, Anna, I am really homesick. When you talked about playing cards and making egg nog, I got that feeling in the pit of my stomach that I get right before we open presents on Christmas, when the house is mostly dark except for the living room which is warm, bright, and crowded with people, and we have all eaten too many cookies, put on ( Read more... )