It's not so bad being crazy.

Found this little jewel here.

Typical. Complicating the simple

Pinned it here

Set your standard, goal. Make your dream known. The universe will fall into place accordingly. It's for us. Not against us.

Be vulnerable

let love be genuine

Just think about it

Prodigy in me

Defining a Prodigy from Elevation Church on Vimeo.

My thoughts exactly

Things That Inspire

Everything I need to know, I learned from Titanic...

Jack: Rose, you're no picnic, all right? You're a spoiled little brat, even, but under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding, wonderful girl, woman that I've ever known...
Rose: Jack, I...
Jack: No, let me try and get this out. You're ama- I'm not an idiot, I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket, I have no-nothing to offer you and I know that. I understand. But I'm too involved now. You jump, I jump remember? I can't turn away without knowing you'll be all right... That's all that I want.
Rose: Well, I'm fine... I'll be fine... really.
Jack: Really? I don't think so. They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but... sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose... that fire's gonna burn out...
Rose: It's not up to you to save me, Jack.
Jack: You're right... only you can do that.

It's my favorite movie. I'm devoted to saying this is my favorite movie for the rest of my life. But I would have found a way to get two people on that darn floating debris. Orrrr when I was producing the movie, I would have gotten a smaller piece of wood.

Wedding Season 2011: the kind not in neat blogs, but a happily ever after nonetheless.

Dear Wedding Season 2011,

You have given me temporary depression quickly erased with great hope, many smiles, telling-grandchildren-worthy memories-many which are unforgettable thanks to Facebook and the moments captured by friends with my camera phone-sweaty southern nights, more engagements, expensive dry cleaning and alterations bills, more strapless dresses, glory days reminiscing, priceless dancing lessons, experimentations with white wine, reunions with best friends, and above all, love.

Sincerely,

me

p.s. I'll be getting hitched on New Year's Eve in the unforeseen though no less exciting future.

What Strunk and White Elements of Style forgot to mention

"So avoid using the word 'very' because it's lazy. A man in not very tired, he is exhausted. Don't use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won't do in your essays." -Dead Poets Society

found them here

reality

"I'd like to refocus everyone's attention away from the Kardashians and onto Doctors Without Borders or aid workers. Let's redefine scandal. Scandal is not who so-and-so is dating; scandal is the fact that 1.2 million people are still living in tents in Haiti, and cholera is rampant because Nepalese U.N. soldiers dumped *cuss from their Porta-Potties into the river.
That's a *cussing scandal. If the average 15-year-old was hearing about that instead of so-and-so's plastic surgery or cheating in Hollywood, I'd feel better about our future."
Olivia Wilde to Marie Claire
via damned if you dont, damned if you do

Thank goodness someone gets it

"How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being?" -Oscar Wilde

E-mails at work... and online dating

A friend e-mailed me this extremely disturbing video at work. I think he thinks I'm a lot more concerned with my single status and feels the need terrify me about finding love online...

Here's the transcript of what every other non-Serzone-addicted and functional American is thinking (God forbid this has gotten out of the country):

#1. Where's Miss South Carolina and that awful map answer because at least while she was failing the female species and living up to every pageant stereotype, she's smokin hot and perfectly lip glossed.

Setting: Apartment or hospital room

"Hello. My name is I-Just-Sucked-In-Every-Helium-Balloon-at-Party-City. I'm saying this is my first attempt at online dating bc I'm scared to say what I'm ab to confess about CATS has made every boy everrrr run away upon first meeting me making conventional dating impossible." (insert spastic fairy-like black finger painted hand waves and adjusting of her sports bra top, which even if she was Pam Anderson wouldn't make her look better after the word vomit she's ab to spew)

"I have no idea what I'm feeling and Heaven forbid I make a rational decision based on the state of my mental health, which would save me from the 720,463 and rising views of people who will confirm I am psycho."

"I'm just going to humiliate myself, family, friends, community, hairdresser and woman who slices deli meet at my local Publix, and hope I get replies." (o hun, replies? I'd bet my 401K that statement is the most understated of your young life)

"Villanova MBA is a joke and needs better recruiters/admission process."

(she looks away picking the perfect next few words)

"I love purring, scratching, finicky CATS." (insert: wait, what...)

"Sorry, this first attempt at making an online dating profile makes me so upset..." (noo. she's just upset bc she loves CATS. wait,what...)

(insert: black finger painted hands wiping away mascara she obviously didn't take the time to put on despite this desperate attempt to find a soul mate)

"Sorry, I just realllly love CATS." (insert: wait, what...)

"Blah, blah, I just want to. I want to." (insert: more spastic black finger painted hand waving bc she's somehow getting more upset ab loving CATS. wait, what...)

"I promised myself I wouldn't do this." (admitting this isn't a one-time emotional outbreak but a serious condition of hers)

"I'm a CAT-lover" (insert chest beating like Tarzan's gf, Jane)

"I'm redeeming myself somewhat bc I also love to run... Nope, just can't let this CAT thing go" (insert: wait, what...)

"Despite that people across America are without homes, I canNOT stop thinking ab soul-less CATS and how these 11-inch creatures will live without running water... And how their ears. and the whiskers. and the nose"

(Insert: At this point, I'm thinking this is a drinking game. Every cat reference means a sip, shot or something I am not in on. But I'm also hoping she'll pick up a hotel-looking glass tumbler full of a dark liqour known as Absinthe or at least Scotch.)

"I just love them and want them in a basket" (where is this going...) "with wittle bow ties" (ugly cry. ugly cry) "AND I WANT THEM TO BE ON A RAINBOW. and just in my bed. and instead of building shelters for natural disaster victims, I want to roll around with CATS."

She can no longer continue the online dating profile video she's self-producing bc either the memory of her 7th-grade crush denying her a dance to E. McCain's "I'll Be Your Crying Shoulder" is ripping her heart, the hidden IV pumping her Morphine has stopped or she's legitimately upset ab CATS...

Or she scared herself when she put CATS and rainbows in the same sentence

She's like the Justin Bieber of CAT world. She just wants some less lonely CATS.

That is my personal take on that video and this probs still single girl.

If that's what's online now, I'm thinking, there's either great or absolutely NO hope for souls like mine.

For goodness sake, keep calm and carry on.

Darlin, I think you're pretty

I mean, how hard is it to be found worthy of impractical, inconvenient and lovely...

God loves me not because I am worthy, but because I am a fixture in His mind...

a.w. tozer

When I grow Up...

if you catch it in the moonlight

via Design Crush

I'm such a sucker for anything When-Harry-Met-Sally-esque

"You wear white, and I'll wear out the words 'I love you'"

...live in love...

if i could sum up my life on any given day, "it's like showing up to work with shiny lip gloss, perfectly placed messy pony tail, new top, j.crew skirt, flats-or cowgirl boots-and a rip down to the back of my knee in my tights..."

yep, that does it many a day...

for those days, there are three chords and the truth otherwise known as country music...

C.S. Lewis, you pierce my heart...

Mrs. Wong

It costs God nothing, as far as we know, to create nice things: but to convert rebellious wills, cost him crucifixion. -c.s. lewis

The "F" Bomb

Mind out of the gutter-the other F bomb.

So here's the deal about "forever." It is the one word that simply put means the day after tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that and the day after that, etc etc etc. You get the picture. I made the point.

So when you're with someone, you eventually-hopefully sooner rather than later-but who am I to judge-come to the ultimate question:

Many would lead you to believe that is, "do I love (insert name)?"

But I think the ultimate question is, "do I want to spend the day after tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that and the day after that, etc etc etc, with (insert name)?"

Because love, as much as it is the ultimate compromise between emotion and game-time decisions, is more intangible. Because we desperately believe in its ideals, truths and infectious butterflies, we conveniently and flirtatiously forget if it's lost or missed.

But forever. Now, we know exactly when something is not forever. Nap times in Mrs. Williams' first-grade class were not forever. Running the mile in middle school was not forever though it felt like an Iron Man bc Pizitz Middle School was surrounded by torturous smelling Bradford Pear Trees and strategically built on a hill for the sun god to beat us all with hot, sweaty sticks.

Love conquers all.

But there is only one forever...

And we're not there with the Author, Writer and Maker of Forever.

So therein lies the dilemma...

Grace be active. Patience be outstanding. Wisdom be obvious. Boldness be encouraging.

Love be genuine.

Forever be near.

Sooner rather than later.