à ma chérie, la seule et unique Jornado

This post is dedicated to my dear, the one and only: Jornado.

sis, I happen to love this photo. I know your hair is short and it is pre-braces, but it is soooooo you.

Let's play one of my favorite games.

If you really knew the Jornado, you would know....

...the poor girl is left all alone at home with her sisters and brother away grown up or at college, but she's handling it like a champ.

...she is mastering the piano--an actual musical instrument, ha!

...she just returned from Israel & dominated the falafel, I'm sure.

...she'll do just about anything because she is crazy fun.

...she loves to laugh and tell funny stories.

...she is real good at sewing; see folks we suddath girls all know our way around a Singer.

...she loves Jesus, and teaches me all the time things about the Heavenly Father we share.

well, folks, I could go on all day, but I am supposed to be working on a 15 page paper due thursday. oh great!

love,

un jour sans ma montre.

real quick before I head to bed, I wanted a piece of my day today.

But first of all you need to know a few things

1. I love wearing a watch. I love wearing a watch for two reasons:

a of all: I love knowing/answering if some asks the time without looking at my cell phone

b of all: the watch tan line proves I have a tan. no matter how awful it looks, it is evidence that even though my tan is your pale, I'm still tan.

2. I love analog watches. I love analog watches for two reasons:

a of all: they don't beep.

b of all: I think they are more refined. In fact, I can remember being a little girl and putting my dad's NCAA watch on--like this one : but it is all gold and it stretchs. but even with it all closed up, it was always HUGE on my arm. My mom is a fan of the gold and silver loose chain watches. I think these are rather annoying because it is always a hassle to see the time. Clearly the head of the watch falls to the low side of you arm and it jingle-jangles all day long. Still, I'd put hers on too just for kicks and pretend to be grown up.

My watch is plain, go figure. It has a dark brown leather band. It was 12 dollars at Target. The face is silver and it is small. (gotta keep the tan line visible but not dominating, you know).

Anyways, the point of this is that today I went without my watch. I spent the day not scheduled. This doesn't mean I never knew what time it was. No, I have a clock by my bed, on the oven, on the cell phone that I unintentionally, but gratefully left at the apartment both times I left today and on my computer screen which has and will be keeping me company as I drudge through multiple 10+ papers that I have to get done soon. very soon.

But, when I went for a run and when I went for ice cream, ahem Menchies, with sweet friends, I didn't worry about the time. I was just there. It was wonderful.

Now it time for bed, lots of writing to finish and start tomorrow. love,

mon cafe du jour (et parfois deux fois par jour)

ante meridiem or post meridiem (tonight for sure, thank you 10 page French paper), this stuff is my love.

I just went to their Web site to pull the photo and found there is a "Mocha" grind.

mmm! However, I do sometimes feel like I am cheating on my city, the home of JFG coffee.

here's to my fellow addicts!

love,

la vie d'une jumelle.

Well, just one bit of interesting news. But, if you really new me you'd know that the phrase, "long story short" doesn't amount to a hill of beans, so here goes.

When I was born...not kidding, we're starting here...my mom had to get a shot b/c she's Rh negative. I don't know all the science behind it, but as a result, my twin sister and I also had some blood tests done. This resulted in us knowing our blood types--hers O+ and mine A-, so my parents knew we were fraternal.

This proved to be hard to believe for most people who for the past 22 years have pretty much assumed we're identical, and we had to repeat over and over that we had different blood types.

This all changed on thursday. She had was giving blood at her college for the first time in her life. I am not sure why she'd never given before. Seems like I've given a ton of times. Anyways, they pricked her finger and squeezed it into the tubey thingy and then dropped in on a slide (ps she took the MCAT saturday; she's going to die laughing if she reads 'tuby thingy' ha!) They nurse lady dropped some other liquid, dropped it onto the slide, swirled the two together, looked under a light, and noted her findings.

My sis, being the gal who was about to take the MCAT decided to find out what the nurse lady was doing. The nurse lady said she was just determining what blood type my sis was and found that she was A-. (now quick, look back up and note that this is not the original findings from birth day.) Sis was dumbfounded, explained the situation, and asked some questions. The nurse lady proved to be not much help, and I've decided probably not the brightest of nurse ladies in the world, but we'll let it go.

Well, sis calls me with the news. This means that at the age of 22 we found out we might have an identical twin. So cool, so different. I call my roommate, text some others, and we conference call our brother. The parentals were out of the country. We were only supposed to call them if "there was blood involved, a lot of blood," (said the mother-like-no-other). I justified there being a lot of blood involved and we tried to conference them in. They didn't answer. Lame.

Skip to today: The parentals arrived home around 6 a.m. and I called around 12:30 post church. The mother-like-no-other answered and promptly called me by my sister's name. I corrected her. She apologized, then said, "Well y'all might be identical, so I guess I have more of an excuse."

The end, I'll let you know if we find out for sure. Anyone know how much DNA testing is these days?

oh and, did this today because I love not writing papers: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hz0Mjw3SBRM

I'm a dork, enjoy!

deux petits désirs

Real quick, thought I'd share two quick wishes that I have. They are unrelated as of now. Most things in my life, however, end up being related. Perhaps by the end of this post, I'll have connected them.

The first came to me this morning in church as a result of what we've recently learned in bible study--woman's role as helper/completers. So I guess I've just been more apt to observe older female folk. I want to be like this woman someday:

We were signing a song in church, one that you would probably link to a younger generation type song, but I noticed about six rows up and to the right an older couple. The woman sat on the end of the row, in the last chair. Her husband sat next to her in his wheelchair. As I watched the two of them, I saw the man raise his hands in worship. They were not outstreched farther than just above his head. The next thing that happened almost made me cry. The lady, without looking at her husband, reached up and supported his left arm. Knowing that he lacked the strength to raise both arms till the end of the song, she held his arm in the most tender, life-giving way.

The next wish I have has been with me for a while now, just don't know when I'll get around to making it happen in my life. I really want to learn how to quilt. My favorite fabric and pattern designer, Amy Butler at www.amybutlerdesigns.com, has several free patterns to download. I know this isn't the cheapest of hobbies to get into, but I just can't shake it. I currently have 5 patterns saved to my desktop. Here's two of them:

The Sexy Hexy Quilt: & The Belle Quilt:

So maybe, to tie the two together, I just want to be an old woman who desires to help her husband and be in a quilting club. How does that work?