Anne Shirley once said her red hair would be her “lifelong sorrow”. That is one thing I disagree with her on. I love my red hair, and I always have. I was born with red hair. Everyone told my mom that it would be brown by the time I was 2 years old.Obviously, it didn’t ever fade and I’m still a redhead. I love having red hair, even if when living in Latin America (and, sadly, Orlando) I stand out….
I went to the Christian bookstore yesterday to buy a CD, and got sucked in by the shelves of books. I love books. First I perused the Bible study guides, trying to find one that Paul and I could do together. I found a few that I think might be applicable, but I wanted to talk to Paul before I committed to buying any. Then I wandered over to the “Women’s Interest” section, and the “Singles” section caught my eye….
Next Tuesday morning will be my first job interview. It’s with a company which does technology-related work for the government. I’m applying for the job of Graphic Design Specialist – doing mostly design work for interactive training tutorials, as well as being the “resident designer” and offering my expertise to those around me. I’m kind of nervous… I want to do well, but I’m so inexperienced at this! At least I’m off to a good start… I should apply at…
Tree’s mom sent me some pictures from the wedding: for the first time: Mr. and Mrs. Peterson the kiss!! first dance as a couple whoo-hoo! gettin’ jiggy with it!
There is a Reason. I say that with a capital R because it seems to be something weighing heavily over me right now. God has a mysterious Reason as to why I am where I am right now. Now it’s up to me to figure it out. Part of me, the rebellious part, wants to scream and shout, saying “I don’t like where my life is! I refuse to be happy! I refuse to acknowledge that good can come of…