Just had to share…

 

There’s more to come from our wonderful photographer, Shannon Odell, but I just had to share this peek at our engagement pictures. If you’re looking for a kind, calm and super cute photographer who knows what she’s doing and who also has an incredible eye for beauty, Shannon’s your girl. I might be slightly biased because I love her a ton as a good friend, but I’ve also had the privilege of watching her grow as a photographer and a person over the past four years and as Homère says, “Ding dang! Shannon’s so good!”

Also, to the people needing Tums from all the love I’ve been pouring forth on the  internet lately, I’m sorry. But I’m really not sorry, because I’m about to say this: Being engaged to Homère is wonderful. I get more and more excited to marry him every day.

Christmastime in the city

“It’s Christmastime in the city.”

And it’s wonderful.

There have been so many

cookies

carols

lights

pretty things to wonder at

and so much

laughter

and love.

I even learned to make latkes (Happy Hanukkah!).

There’s just not much better than a time when everyone decides all together to decorate with red, green and gold and act a little like children in happiness over it.

And to top it all off, it’s all because the God who makes stars twinkle came into our world to make us his friends once again.

So lovely. Merry Christmas.

Thankful

I am thankful for…

family
a job
spy novels
socks
Korean food
colors…especially fall colors
biking past the Kirby center (reminds me of home)
church
poetry
hot showers
jokes that only close friends would understand
grace
Skype!
fuzzy blankets
Gilmore Girls
the fact that I live with TWO insane redheads
college memories
an eternal hope
the smell of new magazines
the smell of old books
new shoes
the D.C. Metro (no really)
beauty
my skills at staying warm acquired in Michigan
a friend and her family to spend Thanksgiving with
going home for Christmas

Happy Thanksgiving!

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Life lately

Life lately has been a blur. So much has gone on, and I have done so little blogging, that it’s difficult to know where to begin.

So you’ll have to settle for a picture tour….

This is my family. Aren’t they great? I went to visit them two weekends ago. Please note that my brother couldn’t be bothered to put down Hayek for the picture.

My little sister is growing up fast. And since I’m finding it harder and harder to remember what it was like to be 12, I find her very, very cute and interesting and funny. She wants a Kindle for Christmas, and when I teased her about wanting to read electronic books, she replied with this:

“My dear loving sister, Let me explain. As you know I love reading books. I love the smell of the books, the sound of the books’ pages. However, carrying around books on a car trip is not very fun, and takes up space. Also, you can buy books on Amazon for a Kindle for a lot less. Those are my reasons. PLEASE DON’T DISOWN ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Gosh she’s great.

I thought D.C. autumns were supposed to be drab, but our street proved me wrong. Our ginko trees turned a brilliant yellow last week, and a rainstorm blew most of the leaves off in a single night, so that I walked to work on a yellow carpet for several days.

I covered the consecration of the new Episcopalian bishop for the Diocese of Washington last week. It was a very odd ceremony. Parts were beautiful and solemn: The organ and choir echoing in the National Cathedral are heart-stopping. And the pageantry — the hats, the colors, the banners — was gorgeous. But other parts were just strange: The sermon included the word “kickass,” and in addition to African and Native American and Cuban and Gospel music, there was a rather painful piano-guitar rendition of Sufjan Stevens’ arrangement of Come Thou Fount. There were also several awkward points in the ceremony when the audience just erupted in laughter.

Not that I have anything against Episcopalians. I interviewed the bishop-elect one-on-one the day before the ceremony and liked her very much. She’s intelligent and articulate and was patient with me as I bumbled around with my recorder.

My friend Naomi visited last week. This photo is from the Kennedy Center, where we went to see the National Symphony Orchestra. But more on her visit later….

The view out my middle window this afternoon. Two important things to note: 1) The leaves are gone. 2) The air conditioner that used to sit in this window is gone. I removed it myself. Huge gold star for me.

And that’s life, lately. Or at least some of it. Life is so much more than daily events. But more on that later. I’ll leave you with a totally unrelated but provoking thought from Dorothy Sayers, as quoted in our evening sermon at church:

“In the world it is called Tolerance, but in hell it is called Despair, the sin that believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.”

The Further Adventures of Juls and Liz

Juls and I did more than carve pumpkins. We also ate sushi off a conveyor belt, toured the Occupy DC protest, slept in, and made Mickey Mouse chocolate chip pancakes, among other accomplishments.

On our big “Explore D.C. day”, our friend Rebecca was kind enough to give up her lunch hour to show us mere tourists the Capitol — or, as Juls calls it, “America!”

We then made a brief stop at the Library of Congress before hopping on the Metro to visit the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception. No match for St. Peter’s, but beautiful and interesting in its own way and one of my favorite places in D.C. If you’re in D.C., you should go.

The basilica always makes me think about the relationship between beauty and worship. But more on that later. It’s late. Good night, world.