since i haven’t written in over two months, i thought i would write a few words. (and, i am in london right now, after all. when will i have the chance to write from london again?)
london. what to say? full of life, all things busy and fast, more things to do and see than there would ever be time to complete. samuel johnson once said, ‘when you are tired of london, you are tired of life.’ well spoken. doug and i have really crammed quite a bit into this week: mary poppins and spamalot, tons of pubs and cafes and yummy street stands, bookstores and other stores (including the all-famous ridiculously unbelievable harrods), buckingham palace and today kensington palace, portobello road market, high tea this afternoon and evensong tonight at westminster abbey, the tower of london, tower bridge, a cruise on the thames, st. paul’s, the london aquarium…there’s really too much to name in the 2 minutes remaining i have on this computer.
i love london. i do. i fell in love with it instanteously when i came two years ago.
but home does call. ARKANSAS calls. did i ever think i would feel this way? definitely no. but arkansas is home. my family and friends are there. most importantly, my BABY is there. i–we–have missed her tremendously. i got to talk to her on the phone yesterday for the first time.
oops. time’s up.
- finished music & lyrics–loved it from beginning to end. very, very cute!! and the songs…they are definitely stuck-in-your-head kind of tunes! :)
- embarrassing confession: i’m at least FIFTEEN minutes late to work almost every day. what is WRONG with me??? i am amazed that i still have my job.
- i cannot believe Doug is going to India for three weeks. he leaves in twelve days! i’m really going to miss him–and so will Elisabeth and Anabelle! i guess i’ll get a taste of how he felt when i was gone last summer. i got him a camera for our anniversary, and i’m already excited as i imagine all the amazing photos he will take! (he’s an EXCELLENT photographer!)
- did you watch the american idol finale last night? i thought it was pretty anti-climactic and that the winning song from the songwriting contest was LACK.ING. oh well. although i love blake, annoying jordin so fits the ai image & will almost surely win. i’m kind of glad–that way, maybe blake won’t have to be the producers’ puppet.
- can you believe memorial day weekend is only a few days away?? (i say this in almost every post, but WHERE does all the time go?!) Doug’s family will be coming on friday and spend the whole following week at their time share in hot springs. i’m so excited to go splash in the pool…with sweet baby in her little bikini!! :) when i was online shopping for her bather (as they are called in Australia), i kept thinking i would get her a one-piece–i’ve got to teach her modesty, you know! HA HA J/K but seriously, she’s got the cutest little outie belly button you’ve ever seen, and i decided it simply had to be revealed! :) here’s a picture of her itsy bitsy teeny weeny flowered polka dot bikini (those polka dots seem to be a recurring them, hmm??)…oh DRATS–i just went to the website so i could swipe the photo, and of COURSE it’s half-off now!! oh well. :)
- one month from today, my youngest sister will be getting married. WHAT?!
- Julie, you will already be married!!
- did you hear last week about the boy with the spiders in his ears? i’ve thought of this EVERY night before going to sleep since then…earplugs, anyone?
- for girls only: commando. do you ever go? i had to yesterday due to the MOUNDS of dirty clothes yet to be washed–and it wasn’t as bad as i thought. no, it wasn’t my first time, but it had just been a long time. (unlike one unnamed sister, whom i think does this pretty regularly?? can’t imagine.)
- i wish i could hire some “helpers” for my parents. because their days are filled with everything Elisabeth, they simply do not have the time to clean their home and unpack boxes that are yes, still sitting untouched. the space they’re in is SO much smaller than their previous home, and so there’s literally not room for everything. this is such a burden for them–especially my Mom–and so it’s a burden for me, too. if i had vacation time, i would be there in a flash. could i please, like Evie, just stop time for a while?
- Elisabeth is ten months old today. how is THAT possible? :)
- a year ago, i was enjoying a night’s layover in London on my way to Finland. (again, how is that possible? that it’s been a YEAR?)
- i had my first official Mother’s Day on Sunday. so surreal. and precious and wonderful.
- doug finished SO WELL this semester!!! i could not be any more proud of him! after his trip to India this summer (mission trip, simultaneously earning 6 credit hours), he’ll only have ONE–count ’em, ONE!!!–more semester to go. -big sigh-
- i’m in the process of planning his huge graduation present we’ve been dreaming of for years…A TRIP TO EUROPE!! (just London, we think. and maybe a chunnel visit to PARIS!!) :)
thanks for all the recent sweet comments about my header photos! :)
i went a little cropping crazy recently, and i have tons of photos lined up for display–not only for variety and to keep rebeekah a shade above boring, but also so i can have some writing material! i commonly suffer from blogger’s block, and i thought this would be a good way for me to keep going.
the first photo i chose is of my beautiful sister, Sarah, taken by me while we were in London together last summer.
London, O, London, i love you so. i fell in love with you during our short affair last year, lasting sadly only four tiny days, and i have painstakingly longed for you since.
i had always wanted to go to London. i was bitten by the irrepressible travel bug at a young age, being blessed with international travel experiences thanks to my dad’s job as a chemical engineer and his accepting of a position in Western Australia. many of you may already know, but on our way back to the States after living in Australia for almost six years, we had what i’ve always called a “mini-world tour.” i got to see Singapore, Cairo, Rome, Athens, Jericho and Jerusalem, and the memories have stayed with me for over twenty years now.
since that trip, i’ve traveled overseas a few times–twice back to Australia, once in college on a singing tour to France, Germany and Austria, and then on a mission trip to Honduras 6 1/2 years ago. one of the reasons, i’ll admit, i decided to go on the rotary trip to Finland last year was because i had not traveled since going to Honduras. and those of you who love to travel can imagine the burning and the almost physically present NEED to travel! :)
because Finland was such a blur of uniforms, packed (often unpleasant) itineraries, and keeping on of the diplomatic, professional mask to various host families and rotary members, many days during those 4 1/2 weeks all i could think of was the extended weekend in London i had planned with my sister to cap off my stay in Europe. she was coming over to stay for a while in France, anyway, so she decided to come a little early and meet me in London after i was done in Finland.
backing up a bit–prior to reaching Finland, my team and i had decided to do a one-night layover in London. i remember sitting on the tube for the first time; although incredibly exhausted and jetlagged, as we passed (above ground) through communities and i took in the beautiful, old cobblestone buildings and roads and all that was, in fact, London, i couldn’t help but weep. i was in London. after years of wishing, i was finally there. and perhaps i was a bit emotionally unstable due to the jetlag and the trip to Finland that lay before me (and perhaps due to being five months pregnant), but i was overwhelmed by a sense of completion, of longing fulfilled, of a feeling that perhaps i was arriving some place i was meant to be all along.
i don’t know if i could make it living there. i like to imagine i could, but who knows, really? but isn’t that the mystery and attraction of travel? you go, you fall in love with the place, you subsequently picture yourself there in a daily routine…you may never return and thus always have this magical affair–and i say magical because it more than likely is just that and not realistic, as it would be if you were to actually go again, let alone live there as you dream–and love for this golden place that you still find yourself talking and daydreaming about months and years later to anyone who will listen, including unsuspecting blogging friends.
2007. every time i say it aloud, it feels so strange on my tongue–so surreal and futuristic. the jetsons could be living in 2007, but us? yet the world continues on.
i decided to officially change to wordpress today; why not, since it’s TWO THOUSAND SEVEN, you know, the beginning of a new year. guess what? right before i did, i spontaneously decided to switch to the “new” blogger right before i popped over to wordpress where i’ve been working off and on this page since october. so…guess what?
wordpress can’t import posts, etc., from the new blogger.
so unless they decide to change that option, all my old posts will not be here.
talk about starting with a clean slate! :)