I'm watching Romy and Michele's High School Reunion, which I've never actually seen all the way through before. There's something particularly fulfilling about staying up too late doing something pointless just because you can.
"I hope your babies look like monkeys." What a terrible thing to say to someone! What a hilarious thing to say! Have you ever wanted to say that to someone? Well, I don't know if I actually have, but I have a feeling that if I were ever upset enough to do it, the moment would be quite fulfilling.
I think the lesson I learn from this movie is that your life doesn't need to be some "perfect" story that you've concocted. It needs to be your life. You have to live the life you were meant to live, complete with all the joy and pain that come with it.
Somehow I am reminded that I don't have to worry. I don't need to be with someone in order to be happy. I am happy. And I don't need to settle for something that isn't a good fit simply because it's here, a bird in the hand. I don't have a clue what God has in mind, but I know it is bigger than I am, and I can only hope that I will see it when it comes.
Thunder is rumbling right now, and I think it's about to storm. May the rain wash away all regret and bring forth a fresh new day, teeming with possibilities. There is always hope.
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Maybe the rain will eventually drown the neighbor's dog in the lake that is now in the backyard. Now, that's hope for you! :)
Hmm. Well, that would absolve us of any guilt we might experience otherwise. :)
While I have never wished that anyone's baby would look like a monkey, I have certainly seen enough babies that DO look like monkeys to know that it's possible. When I worked in retail, those were the hardest customers to deal with. I was always trying to think of something to say: "what a cute little outfit you have on" or "look at all that hair" or "what big eyes you have".
I'm just praying that Anna turns out beautiful.
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