Rather late than not at all

Since I was a little girl, I have always had this urgent fear of missing out. As a child, I always wanted to do whatever my siblings were doing, be a part of whatever fun they were having with their friends, and stay up as late as I possibly could so as to not miss any potential fun. I remember times when I would come a few minutes late to the dinner table after my family had prayed. Feeling so hurt and distraught that they prayed without me, I made my dad pray again every time. I just couldn't miss out.

And so. I find my entire family (minus the Daddy) is participating in nablopomo. I don't care that I am starting a few days late. I WILL NOT MISS OUT THIS TIME.

And now for a scattered account of nice things that happened today:

As I had the day off, I slept in (glory) and woke up to coveted rays of sunshine pouring into my room. My first thoughts were something like: "oh the possibilities!" After peppermint coffee and scrambled goat cheese/eggs, I proceeded to spend my afternoon productively playing in the mud, that is, planting daffodils. Oh the joy and delight that ensued! This was my first time planting anything! It's just like magic! You dig a hole, place a bulb in it, cover the hole back up, and a living thing springs up out of the ground. How nice to be a catalyst to growth.

The bulbs


The gardener


View of my house from the daffodils



Sitting down on my porch steps with my messy garden hair, muddied jeans, and gardening gloves, I looked out upon the garden in satisfaction. During this particular moment, sissy called. This conversation happened.

My next venture was chocolate chip cookies, during which I talked/not talked with BriBri as Pumpkin Man for two hours on g-chat.

See...




Also, I got some good time with my mom on the phone and another good friend on Skype. I did, as a result of my complete inability to multi-task, burn a batch of cookies, but the rest turned out well. One day they will turn out EXACTLY like my momma's. One day.

I conclude my rather scattered introductory blog post for the month of November....now.

Resolutions. I has them.

My resolutions for the year 2010...

1) Read through the entire bible
2) Take control of my body with physical activities that make me happy (Rock climbing, hiking, yoga, cardio training - all supplied by Fullerton College, except climbing and hiking which will be supplied by Rock City and the mountains)
3) Journal consistently
4) Dwell on/memorize a bible verse a week
5) Work on improving my prayer life

Brianna's Resolutions for me...

1) Once a week (at least), speak up or be confrontational in a way that I would typically avoid.

2) Don't lose my phone

Some of my goals for the year...

*Read the Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
*Read Harriet the Spy
*Read Brother's Karamazov
*Exhaust my poetry books which lovingly call out to me from my bookshelf
*Engage in creative activity at least once a week
*Pay off credit cards
*Seek out the solace of trees/animals/pretty places more
*Graduate college
*Visit Kansas
*Visit Portland
*Visit Boston
*Learn 3-5 moderately entertaining songs on my ukulele
*Make more music with Brianna
*Expand and deepen in faith
*Move closer toward independence on all levels
*Delight more consistently in things that ought to be delighted in
*Grow steadily upon the foundation of surrender and acceptance-with-joy that was so profoundly and Divinely built in me these past six months.