I have decided to become myself again in external matters, such as:
1) When you look at my photo on the blog and on Facebook, you see a woman with straight hair. That is not true. I have corkscrew curly hair--which T hates. This is the reason I have straightened it for a while now, and apologized to him on the days I didn't straighten it since he would have to look at it.
But it is summer now, and the hair is damned hard to keep straight when it is humid. Plus it takes lots of time, and I'd rather sleep in the mornings, especially when I have to be at work at 7. So I dug out some potion to tame but keep curly one's curly hair, and so now it is curly. And, T actually complimented me two days ago (after he heard some folks compliment me at church last week)!
2) You also see a person with dark hair. That was true--a while back. I have come to the decision that I'll just let the hair go gray. T doesn't care one way or the other; to color it has been my decision all along.
I'm getting a haircut on Friday. I'll post a new photo of the becoming Episcogranny then.
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Thursday, July 10, 2008
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Sunday musings...
The weather forecast says the high today will be 94 degrees. Presently at 2 pm, it is 66. At 7:30, when T and I left for church, it was drizzling and 61. I am wearing jeans and a sweater--hallelujah! I definitely am a four season type gal, and this relentlessly hot weather is wearing me down. According to Yahoo! weather, it is supposed to be around 100 again tomorrow.
I'm enjoying the respite. Wonderful to have the A/C off and the windows open.
We had a supply priest today who is canon to the ordinary normally. He spoke movingly of how he almost lost his faith when his wife died (the reading was from Hebrews 11). She had just telephoned 3 people to tell them good-bye; while he turned to hang up the phone for her, she died. He was angry that God would let her die without telling him, her husband of 45 years, good bye when she was able to tell the others. A couple of years later he read a line in a book that helped him. I wish I could remember the exact quote but it went something like this: Faith is not for those feel good times, but exactly for the times when you don't understand a thing. God has God's reasons. Sounded trite at first, but as he reflected on that quote, he realized that the last thing a couple who had said nothing but "hello" to each other for 45 years needed to say was "good-bye". That renewed his faith, and made him happy.
I changed my blog graphic today. I no longer look like the avatar; besides my face filling out, I have decided to be my authentic self this year and grow out my hair color. I had wanted to do it last year in seminary but highlighting was incredibly expensive in the Washington DC area and I would not pay those prices. I mean, it's just hair! I want to look as good as the next person, but geez! Anyway, I have to highlight as I grow it out so I don't have the bottom half of my hair red, while the top is salt and pepper. I don't want to be one of those ladies at whom I used to laugh...
A big delight in my day is reading some of the RevGalBlogPals member blogs. These are strong, knowledgeable and caring women who have a passion for service. I've gotten a couple of invitations to join RGBP, but have not mainly due to my move and all that accompanies that. I'm beginning to strongly consider it. I happen to have the book that is the subject of the next book discussion, so I think I'll read it so I can participate.
As the time approaches for seminary to start again, I'm feeling a bit down. I can't go back until next year to finish my MTS, but I somehow feel as if my place is there, now. Taciturn wants me here with him as he transitions to civilian life and I agree, no matter how I feel. I'm glad I'm mentoring EfM this year as that will keep me in my books and engaged with the wider faith community.
I'm enjoying the respite. Wonderful to have the A/C off and the windows open.
We had a supply priest today who is canon to the ordinary normally. He spoke movingly of how he almost lost his faith when his wife died (the reading was from Hebrews 11). She had just telephoned 3 people to tell them good-bye; while he turned to hang up the phone for her, she died. He was angry that God would let her die without telling him, her husband of 45 years, good bye when she was able to tell the others. A couple of years later he read a line in a book that helped him. I wish I could remember the exact quote but it went something like this: Faith is not for those feel good times, but exactly for the times when you don't understand a thing. God has God's reasons. Sounded trite at first, but as he reflected on that quote, he realized that the last thing a couple who had said nothing but "hello" to each other for 45 years needed to say was "good-bye". That renewed his faith, and made him happy.
I changed my blog graphic today. I no longer look like the avatar; besides my face filling out, I have decided to be my authentic self this year and grow out my hair color. I had wanted to do it last year in seminary but highlighting was incredibly expensive in the Washington DC area and I would not pay those prices. I mean, it's just hair! I want to look as good as the next person, but geez! Anyway, I have to highlight as I grow it out so I don't have the bottom half of my hair red, while the top is salt and pepper. I don't want to be one of those ladies at whom I used to laugh...
A big delight in my day is reading some of the RevGalBlogPals member blogs. These are strong, knowledgeable and caring women who have a passion for service. I've gotten a couple of invitations to join RGBP, but have not mainly due to my move and all that accompanies that. I'm beginning to strongly consider it. I happen to have the book that is the subject of the next book discussion, so I think I'll read it so I can participate.
As the time approaches for seminary to start again, I'm feeling a bit down. I can't go back until next year to finish my MTS, but I somehow feel as if my place is there, now. Taciturn wants me here with him as he transitions to civilian life and I agree, no matter how I feel. I'm glad I'm mentoring EfM this year as that will keep me in my books and engaged with the wider faith community.
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