I love the rain.

On the way home from church tonight I stopped at CVS. Leaving CVS it was raining. Beautiful raindrops. The kind of fine mist that only comes in early summer, each rain drop tiny in size but somehow all those tiny raindrops come in sheets so that before you know it you are drenched- but don't seem to mind. I've finally accepted it's okay to cry. Perhaps not at certain opportune moments- but somehow the tears releive the pressure gauge that's squeezing my brain. I think rain is a gentle Divine encouragement or maybe it's just the earth's gigantic pressure gauge.

I need someone to find my car.

Wow.

I went to church at an African- American Revival Tabernacle today with my friend. Aside from some inexcapable inner ear damage it was such a cool experience- to be OUT of my comfort zone. My roots are in pentacostal church- but I've definitely never seen that before. The best thing was the community. I love that the church is SMALL. The only thing I didn't like is that at one point the pastor looked directly at me and said "why look in amazement? She is going to be delivered..." I didn't think I was looking at the woman screaming with too much amazement, but who knows. Definitely could go again. Oh yeah, and bet your church service doesn't last for 3+ hours!

In other news, glad to be done with the longest show ever... finally! Though it was definitely a personally challenging experience. Off to lesson plan.. so worn out.

I Can't Believe it's been 6 months...

Miss you Gampy.

and in the category of the longest production of the longest show EVER

I'm fairly certain I fell asleep playing the clarinet tonight. Now that's talent.

I Got Shoes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GklsDtfwWW4

or maybe this says it all.