Friday, October 31, 2008
And in Liberia, the president is directly involved in torture.
And the war in the Congo has stopped only long enough for tens of thousands of people to literally run over the border with nothing but their children.
Pakistanis are freezing with no aid after a massive earthquake.
Bombs killed innocent, unsuspecting civilians going about their everyday business today in Afghanistan, India, and Thailand.
Many of the 350,000 children who Buckner serves everyday are hungry, because food prices have doubled or tripled in the world's poorest places.
We are so, so very lucky. I need to be more generous, and more grateful.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
This is a paragraph from John Buccigross' weekly column. John is my favorite ESPN personality. He write so well, providing hockey insight and sage wisdom at the same time. I love the way he makes hockey bleed into real life.
"Sometimes your life and your team have flow, and suddenly it all seems very easy with a building momentum. These moments are rare. Mostly, hockey and life are about grinding. You need to outwill your fellow applicant, employee or opponent and wait for those smooth times. If you are persistent and patient, they will come. A large number of people don't do this. By the way, you also can do all of this with grace and simple repetition. It's not that hard to be good to yourself and good to others while living and competing." - J. Buccigross
I just can't help myself. My eye always goes to the red option- in hair, in shoes, anything.
Above is a really cute wedding idea: put your place cards on the chair. I'm thinking...The chair above is a chiavari chair, the same kind we're having, except ours are blonde wood. They are my least favorite part of our reception decor, because light colored wood sticks out against all the deep, rich reds. I wonder, could we hide some of the chair by putting some sort of card tied with ribbon on each one? With a monogram, or picture, or something? Even if there were only, say, three per table, that could still have an impact. Something to consider.
I feel a trip to Hobby Lobby coming on.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Secondly, I LOVE this idea, of putting the bookshelves in the dining room. It's like dining in the library, which we all know I would love, since I am obsessed with libraries.
This weekend I also participated in Early Voting, and it was so easy! I have only voted in Waco before, so this was my first time in Dallas County. Two differences:
1) In Waco, the campaign volunteers have to stand a certain distance away. In Dallas, mind you, they can jump up in your face, shove flyers at you, stop you to tell you things about their candidate, and hand you a nail file decorated with Tony Goolsby 's face. What?!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
You can find these great cards by David Shrigly at my favorite new design shop, ReForm School Rules.
This poster has quite a history. It was originally designed by the British propaganda department during World War II to cheer up and strengthen the resolve of citizens facing the bombing of London. The crown is that of King George, QEII's father.
These adorable cloth mice are actually sachets, filled with organic lavendar. ReForm School also has an amazing library full of books on sustainable design and generally fabulous eco-chic living.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Coming soon: Bridal portraits, King Tut exhibit, ELECTION DAY, final floral consultation, final music consultation, move into the newlywed nest, Dad's 50th Birthday Bash, Baylor Homecoming, Sutton wedding, Bachelorette Party, Lingerie Shower, and the big wedding weekend.
A delightful season indeed.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Maybe I should get a Ph. D.? Like this hottie (see below). Maybe I should get a masters degree, and be a lecturer, loving the inspiration of college environs minus the tenure panic attack.
My Bioethics professor and general Life Guru / Master Splinter, Dr. Tran, says that if you do not live an examined and intentional life, you will simply follow the default plan ingrained in you by your family expectations, your small community norms, and the patterns you see repeated in lives around you. An intentional life.... what does that mean, for me? The search to implement this reminds me of a conversation my friends and I have been having for years... searching for "the intentional life" seems similar to yearning in vain for spiritual leadership on the part of our men: We all know we want it, but nobody can exactly pin down what that means, in practice, and where to draw the lines, and what checklist of duties it entails, and how it applies to co-piloting a joint life....
1. La Madeleine tomato basil soup on a cold and rainy Dallas evening
3. Tarte gel cheek stain
4. Bobbi Brown sheer red lips
5. Jon & Kate plus 8
6. Pottery Barn Thanksgiving catalogue
8. Opening the mail each day to see the latest wedding RSVP cards :)
9. A first-cold-weekend-of-fall tradition: Two brand new, usher-in-the-season holiday candles. This year's picks: Pumpkin Spice and Mulled Cider. Mmmmm.....
10. The local college jazz radio station, 88.1
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.
Has is ever occurred to you that one hundred pianos all tuned to the same fork are automatically tuned to each other? They are of one accord by being tuned, not to each other, but to another standard to which each one must individually bow. So one hundred worshippers meeting together, each one looking away to Christ, are in heart nearer to each other than they could possibly be were they to become "unity" conscious and turn their eyes away from God to strive for closer fellowship. Social religion is perfected when private religion is purified.
This seems a cheerful world, Donatus, when I view it from this fair garden, under the shadow of these vines. But if I climbed some great mountain and looked out over the wide lands, you know very well what I would see- brigands on the high roads, pirates on the seas; in the amphitheaters men murdered to please applauding crowds; under all roofs misery and selfishness. It is really a bad world, Donatus, an incredibly bad world. Yet in the midst of it I have found a quiet and holy people. They have discovered a joy which is a thousand times better than any pleasure of this sinful life. They are despised and persecuted, but they care not. They have overcome the world. These people, Donatus, are the Christians- and I am one of them.
Cyprian, c. 258
With every morn my life afresh must break
The crust of self, gathered about me fresh;
That thy wind-spirit may rush in and shake
The darkness out of me, and rend the mesh
The spider-devils spin out of the flesh-
Eager to net the soul before it wake,
That it may slumberous lie, and listen to the snake.