I've had some time to think about it

and watched the sun sink like a stone.
I've had some time to think about you,
on the long ride home.
-Patty Griffin, Long Ride Home

I'm not used to patience. Time and waiting and all the beautifulness of life revealing itself...these are foreign concepts. Unfortunately, God must have realized this as well, and has painstakenly taken time to point this out to me as of late.

1. E Sue has left. This sucks. I miss her so very much. Strong women are like El Nino. They only come along once in a while, cast some sort of cool air, and make you realize that there are forces in the world beyound your control. I doubt that anyone could duplicate Elizabeth's strong character or her very deliberate and calm dissection of life. She is grounded and resolute, and she is reading this, so I hope you realize how much I miss you. You are like air...it's awfully foggy without you in KC.

2. It's taking me some time to process Kenya stuff. I think God left me a little under the weather last week so I'd have time to be ill enough to recoup. I love life so much that I bounce out and tackle it full-on...whether I'm healthy or not. The time-out was welcome and purposeful. I'm feeling much better now, but it takes patience. I'm learning.

3. Music, again, rules. After this weekend's rock-fest, I'm super in to Broken Social Scene. These guys were realllyreallllly drunk, but hillarious. They kept referring to the festival by asking if Kansas had heart (a play on Bleeding Kansas/Bleeding Heart). As a super liberal lady, I thought this rocked. Keane and Death Cab were also in good form, as I'm sure only 105 degree heat can inspire. I'll post a setlist later.

4. You'll be happy to know that the long road back to normalcy has inspired my culinary skill. Tonight I made pork loin with a delicious homemade sweet sauce and rub, and my (what I'm sure is world famous) zucchini. If loving Whole Foods is wrong, I don't want to be right.

Today's soundtrack:
"Here's where the story ends" The Sundays