Completely Disjointed

Is it too much to ask that I might change the world someday?

I feel powerful in heels and a sweater.

You make me angry when you ignore me.

I have too many thoughts running through my mind in a marathon race against one another at a 100 miles an hour to ever fully make sense of it all. Is that a bad thing?

I used to be famous for procrastination, but I don't think that's so anymore. I hate the nagging feeling of knowing there are things on my never-ending chain of yellow post-it to-do lists waiting to be done.

I live with a constant soundtrack playing itself out in my mind every day. Sometimes when I make faces and don't mean to, it's because of the song at that moment.

Recipe for the day

Plan, plan, plan. Stress.
Write, write, write. Stress.

Talk, think, answer phone, answer e-mail. Go crazy.

Reassuring words

I woke up several days while I was in England with this song in my head. I heard it today on the way to work. There's something so reassuring in the words.

"My chains are gone. I've been set free.
My God, my Savior has ransomed me.
And like a flood, His mercy rains.
Unending love. Amazing grace."

Weekend Summary

It was my first full weekend back in the States, and it reminded of just how lucky I am. I have such terrific people in my life, which leads to terrific time spent with those people.

I spent the first part of the weekend with Mel and her family, celebrating her upcoming nuptuals. I always love visiting her family, as their kindness and zaniness reminds me of my own family.

Then Saturday night, Mel and I -- with Kate in tow as well! -- took part in an annual ritual of going to Scream Acres, our favorite Halloween haunted house and hay ride. What fun, what fun. Nothing beats standing in newly-cool temperatures under an umbrella of a dark, starry night and getting scared by ghosts and goblins!

Some highlights from the weekend:
Eating the flavorful foods at Mel's family's MeatFest party Friday night.
Wandering around downtown Cheraw. And eating mini donuts. Yum.
Dressing up and going to a bridal shower tea party.
Feeling cold for the first time this season.
Realizing the holidays are soon upon us!

Philosophizing

How do you give all you have when you have nothing else to give?

How do you say all the right things when the only things left to say are wrong?

How do you plan for what's to come when plans inevitably fail?

Who's to say what the answers are?

Readjusting

After a four-week whirlwind tour of England, I'm trying to reacclimate to my normal day to day. It's a bit like being a politican out campaigning 24/7 for an entire month and then trying to wind down from the dizziness. It's a strange juxtaposition, four weeks of life in the fast lane in England and then normal work and home life.

After my trip, I now have a newfound appreciation for:
-English accents
-The guards at Buckingham palace
-Scones, topped with clotted cream and jam, of course
-Adding milk to tea
-Rugby
-Rolling countryside, dotted with sheep
-Yorkshire pudding
-Royalty
-Village greens
-Cobblestone streets

Back in the U.S. of A.

After a month in England, I'm back in the States -- glad and sad at the same time! What a whirlwind four weeks it was.