I just bought airplane tickets.

winter break. norway.

i’m stoked.

Superhero got the idea from this book to post an awkward adolescent photograph. It looked like so much fun, I thought I’d give it a shot.

This is my awkward photo; I think I was thirteen at the time. I took a trip to Colorado with my good friend Meg and her family (that’s her brother Timmy to the right). At this time I had a ginormous crush on Jake Morrin and was still figuring things out like how to do my hair and whether or not to pluck my eyebrows (oh, that was a big dilemma). But I was also trying to figure out other things, like who God is and what life is and how to live it. I thought about those things a lot, and I remember learning a lot in those years about God and life and living. They were important times, really. But, man, I’m glad I’m not thirteen anymore.

(i wonder if I’ll say that about 19, someday. young adulthood is a pretty awkward too. at least i know how to do my hair. Praise God.)

It’s Monday, and I’ve just come back from a terrific study-free weekend at my parent’s house. It was so autumn and so fun and so relaxing. We ate, we laughed, we had all sorts of adventures from gathering eggs to going to the dentist to feeding geese to eating at a little diner to picking stones along Lake Michigan to pondering art at the Milwaukee Public Art Museum to laughing with friends who I haven’t seenin a long time to watching tree-shadows on a pond while rain fell. The best part? Being with my family a bit. It was really really good stuff, and I didn’t want the weekend to end.

But it did. And now I am back in Mad Town. And, though I didn’t think I would be Sunday afternoon, I am glad to be back. I have family here too- the girls I live with and lived with and love. It is good to be back here with them, sharing life with them. Praying, encouraging, laughing, drinking endless amounts of coffee and apple cider.

Life is good.

I’m not dead…

Little faries have not chewed my fingers off…

Nor have I been captured by pirates…

I’ve just been studying.

cornbread in cast-iron. cider. apples we picked at the orchard.

it was the best dinner i’ve had in quite a while.

charming: scribbling a funny little heart on my wrist while we wait for our coffee.