dear deb

after much waiting, and many "just REJECT me already......" posts, and finally a desperate email from myself to you. . .

you responded.

and officially rejected me from ISF this season. phew. it's about time. i mean, i was about to let hope get the better of me.

but don't worry. together, we nipped hope in the bud.

and now, i'll just rest all of my everything on MSF. i'm sure that's a great idea.

michigan & macaroni

the show was a bit slow, and the company minimal. . . but last night was a lovely eva-ning.

and, let it be known: the macaroni at Wilde is, frankly, fantastic. and much desired. so much.

look at me

and how quickly i'm disappearing.

maybe i've always been wise

i'm older now than i was two days ago.

but.

i still feel the same.

i just can't stop.

http://www.blogotheque.net/Mumford-and-Sons,5518

so. yummy.

hold on to what you believe.

i feel like i'm just treading water.

waiting.

but. i'm tired. of waiting.

baby steps to the New Year. . .

a year of open doors. and new adventures.

and and and and and so much.

Love...it will not betray you dismay or enslave you, it will set you free...

still sighing. often.


just this.


i. love it.