every day needs a little gospel music

yesterday was great. woke-up, got dressed and headed to church.
when i got there, i sat outside near the woods behind our building and admired all the cool things God made. as i looked down at my indian-style crossed legs and noticed the wildlife (BUGS) crawling on me i was slightly hesitant to praise His name.

but i did anyway.

i got baptised yesterday. can't believe i've dodged it this long. i'm pretty sure, though, that i haven't been dodging it-just waiting-till i was really ready.

it was amazing.

the water was cold. i mean like fill your bath full-o cold water and throw in a bucket of ice 'cold'. and it went up to my bellybutton. and i loved it. it made me wanna cry but it made it real. a man named tim who i've known my whole life did the honors. how many people can say that? i'm such a lucky lady.

i am extraordinarily blessed with a fellowship of believers i've known most my whole life. as i looked out into the crowd that was watching me, i saw so many familiar faces, so many second mothers, second fathers, best friends, soulmates, playmates, teachers. and the sound of my pastor's voice i'm starting to find home in.

after the refreshing dip i chatted with some new beautiful women to des moines. they're here in des moines to become D.O.s. we decided we were going to have to start having fun together. life is too short only to study & work.

talked with my friend wade. he is kind, funny, attentive and teachable. these things make him quite attractive.

drove home with my windows down & my long half-wet hair hangin out the window, blowin' in my face. listening to ivy. i think she's british or english. honestly, she rocks out. or her band does, whatever. she was made for sunny days driving.

got to the homestead and read the good Word out on the back porch in the sun..1 Timothy. um..hello...guess i've never read that thing the whole way through or when i did i wasn't prepared for it, but i'm not kidding at all, EVERY SINGLE passage was like an arrow. either causing conviction or pure giddiness. i wanna memorize the whole thing.

i got a bug to be inspired by great design and environmental consciousness and dug up one of my old 'dwell' magazines. for some reason i feel a bit more like myself when i'm able to see what the rest of the world is up to creatively. it inspires me, it gives me hope and it gets my 'makin stuff' juices flowing. dwell is based out of cali. that's probably a big part of the reason why i get stoked whenever it comes in the mail. like a piece of home dropping by to say 'hello!' mmmmm. yummy.

as i got diggin through that-my beautiful parents brought out to me my own dish from pf chang's. and i ate my moo goo gui pan (absolutely no idea how to spell that) with the gorgeous black & gold painted chopsticks brooke got me from japan. i think i was asian in my last life. i love thier culture.

after flipping through dwell for awhile i got the bug in me to go 2nd hand shopping. looking for used beads to make necklaces from. you got any? i'm always lookin. and let me tell you what--i struck an earring jackpot. most would look @ what i found and shudder. one of my favorite pairs is these big wood circles about the size of a silver dollar-painted bright blue. freakin amazing.

i saw a girl outside of goodwill who had black hair and her nose pierced. and she reminded me of me when i had mine pierced but then it fell out in the shower @ UNI. thinkin i'm gonna have to get me another one.

listened to led zepplin on this leg of the trip.

stopped by my sister's place and hung out with my new niece. she's four months on wednesday and she's talkin like crazy. she doesn't cry anymore when we change her diaper. she can lay on her back & her tummy. and can hold up her own head. i'm already ready for her to walk and say mommy. maybe cuz she's the longest baby in history. she's as tall as a toddler. i can't stop kissing her. she knows who i am and smiles when i talk to her. i think i'm her favorite.

after watching part of the emmys with my sis & bro-in-law i realized how much i could care less about tv stars, and i jaunted home. changed into my pjs and watched part of the 'live at bonaroo' dvd i scored at goodwill. $1.99. come on. who donated that? i love you. got to see some string cheese incident and bela fleck (unreal) and a little dirty dozen brass band and my eyes were a fadin'.

time for ni-night. 9:30ish. yes, i am old. or perhaps i know not much greatness can happen after 10 unless there are good friends, music and cooking involved. perhaps maybe bonfires also.

how was your sunday?