Apologies for leaving the blog world for some time. Getting adjusted to my new, extremely busy life here is still taking time. The most recent adventure (or lack there of) in my life, well let's just say Trader Joe's was missing me. Amidst the dancing, job, homework, and workstudy I had been putting off going to the grocery store because I honestly had no time. It occurred to me on Saturday that I really only had two things in my cupboard; English Breakfast Tea and Sleepy Time Tea. The food I could lay claim to in the refridgerator consisted of broccoli. Needless to say I had zero, none, zilch, nada food. I didn't realize how much I wasn't eating. Breakfast didn't exist and lunch often fell in the middle of work or dancing, so I just didn't eat. Supper was either hit or miss, depending if I was too tired to eat or not. After an extrememly intesnse street hip hop class last night (I was being bold in taking it) I took an over due trip to Trader Joe's. The two levels of food was a shock to my system. After spending a good 15 minutes mezmorized by the produce section I moved onto other essential items. Closing time is 10PM and let's just say I left the store at 9:59PM. A slight but necesarry dent in my bank account and a replenishing of my cupboard space, I'd say it was a successful trip.
Funfact: Friends is always on tv. Always. It may be that the only time I see the tv is at 7am or 11pm, but it doesn't change how much I love it.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Content Heart
I've heard that the trigger of scent is the most powerful sense that humans carry. I have always felt this to be true. As I sit in my cozy home, I know I will remember the smell of our place. The very slight smell of Earl Grey Tea, the smell the city brings in through our open windows, and our Buttercreme Yankee Candle (best purchase thus far). Candles have always been my mom and my favorite decoration. When you walk into a room with a familiar scent you feel at home. I will forever remember this home for the comforting and warming smells we seem to be filling it with.
Since my arrival here in the city, I have been looking forward to dancing with certain teachers again. Last night I was finally able to get to a class with one of those teachers. Everyone of us were able to build a personal relationship with our teachers, and I have the utmost respect for every single one of them. Class was great. I could have listened to the music for hours, and to move with it was perfect. After class we went on a walk, just to talk. Her words of wisdom and confidence seemed to be the reassurence I needed. God always provides those moments of reassurence when I need them, and what a blessing that is.
What will be, will be.
Since my arrival here in the city, I have been looking forward to dancing with certain teachers again. Last night I was finally able to get to a class with one of those teachers. Everyone of us were able to build a personal relationship with our teachers, and I have the utmost respect for every single one of them. Class was great. I could have listened to the music for hours, and to move with it was perfect. After class we went on a walk, just to talk. Her words of wisdom and confidence seemed to be the reassurence I needed. God always provides those moments of reassurence when I need them, and what a blessing that is.
What will be, will be.
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