I keep trying to upload photo's onto here and it ends up being hell on earth. it locks up my entire computer and gives me all these futile messages such as "we have come accross an error," or "are you sure you want to upload?" of course i'm sure i wnat to upload! what are you trying to scare me out of it or something? i guess this is what i get for purchasing a Windows instead of a Mac.
I had a wonderful picture of me perched at an outdoor table here at angelfood bakery. it is the perfect day, and i'm supposed to be studying but instead i'm sitting here surrounded by fower boxes and eating blueberry cake and coffee.
seince i last talked to you allot has happened, and i do mean allot. i lost my job, and got another one all in one week. my car got towed. i found out i have to come up with about one grand by september 1st, and school has amped itself up to a dizzying speed. this entitles me to blueberry cake. I am happy to say that God has undoubtedly provided throughout this storm of tornadic events. i have learned, and grown so much i wouldn't be surprised if my shoes didn't fit. I think i needed to be tossed for a loop, i got to the point (and am still there) that i had absolutly no clue what i was doing anymore. i've gone ahead and thrown all my grand blueprints in the toilet because i know that nothing i ever come up with will match what God has come up with.... from the beginning of time may i add. after you get over the somewhat terrifying idea that you are no longer in control, a peace and a freedom settles in like I've never felt before. I had become so used to putting my earpluggs in and putzing away with "my life" that now it feels like i see and hear everything to the fullest. it's so much brighter, cleaner, free-er (i know that 's not a word). having that said i can't really tell you where i'm at cause i've completely lost my map. i do however have my compass, and He's treating me just fine.
school has gotten harder than i ever thought it would. we are in class well into the night(after 11:00 pm)and are stuffed and squeezed with so much information i honestly don't know how i retain it. we take on about five sometimes six dishes a night wich is a huge undertaking considering most if it's french, and they tend to include fifteen hideous steps in preparing everything. it's not all bad though. the other night i made a chocolate mousse that filled even my chef with pride. it took me about an hour in total until all the whipping process's were done... and there were many of them. but the effect was a mousse that just sat on your tounge, you could hardly tell it was there. at the same time it had this wonderfully rich and devilsh taste that left my chef eating half the bowl with his fingers before i could even get it into the fridge to chill. a sucess like this is made up for by five or so mistakes however, but i'm learning.
i move to my new place next monday... i cannot wait! despite the air ionizer humming the basment smell away it really is an adroable little nook. there is something about living in a plase that has taken sweat and elbow grease to create. it means more, it's truly yours. i painted the walls a rich tuscan yellow, and bought canvas pictures of prarie field. i miss the green of kentucky, the smell of woodsmoke in the air, the hardly ever wearing shoes. i'm trying to bring some of home into this new place with me. mama gets here in a few days.... more home is on the way.
ok, i'm gonna try one more time to get you guys a picture..... wait for it..... nope, it's sitll a Windows.
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