I May or May Not Have

I may or may not have thrown out some pas de deux moves in the elevator at the end of work on Friday after a stellar interview.

I may or may not have given up on the notion that I could always have an organized purse. 

I may or may not have Red Ginger Sushi on speed dial. 

I may or may not have underestimated the effect of gravity upon canon-balling into the shallow end of a pool. somehow, I am okay today.

I may not have had a valid enough reason to keep me from shopping at city creek during my lunch breaks. 

I may or may not have finished an entire gallon of samoas cookie ice cream.

I may or may not have registered to vote this week.

I may or may not be blogging when I should be sleeping. 

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Reasons to Smile

Several things that make me smile today:

1. I have a job in which I communicate with the kind of people who will and do change the world on a daily basis.

2. I found a dusty violin in the basement at home that I have made my own.
3. I beat my running record this morning
4. I have finally actually set in motion the writing of my first novel. Plotlines are running through my mind when I should be sleeping at night.
5. There is, at this moment, a stack of new books on my nightstand that I just might have time to read this week.



@ 2011 by Rachel Lowry. All Rights Reserved {photo via: vi.sualize.us} 

Timeless

She was timeless, exquisite even.

There she stood in all whiteness, her hair falling against her arms the way light frames a windowpane. Her lips were permanently pressed together, as if it took all the effort she could muster to keep them reasonably down. She saw faces and heard laughter, but it all fell mute as she replayed the way he smiled when she breathed the words, I do.

She had planned it all. A winter wedding, she knew, was not her preference. But she chose. she ordered the crystal glasses so they would catch the light of the chandeliers above, picked the best gouda cheese because no celebration she had anything to do with could be without, kindly asked her brother to perform the music, compiled the jazz sheet music for him. She had gone back and forth: traditional or casual? Red or Gold? Heels or flats? Flower girls or not? Invite Great Aunt Paula? Brunch or dinner? Daisies or lilies?

But at the end of it all, none of that mattered, really. There she stood, looking like a fool trying to suppress a smile, and thinking of nothing else but the way his fingertips brushed her arm behind her.

@ 2010 by Rachel Lowry. All Rights Reserved {photo via}

Maps & Things

Apologies for the absence, folks. I traveled to Chicago on a road trip across the states this month, where I learned things like greeting people as 'folks.' My sister and I endeavored to travel across half of the states in the U.S. old school, with just a map. The result was many u-turns and some wonders off the beaten path.