** This blog was written on Tuesday, November 15th and has been sitting in my “drafts.” So “Today” refers to Tuesday, November 15th and “yesterday” would be Monday, November 14th. **
The shadowy, cucumber melon mess trapped inside of my phone leaves a shadow pattern in the background of my phone. Last night I realized that it looks like a unicorn standing on the side of a cliff. I have named him Patronus.
I have this problem with gravity. Matt Nathanson said it best when he sang, “me and gravity, we never could agree.” I want to walk upright and gravity pulls me to the ground. I want to keep my coffee in a mug and gravity wants it on the floor {and I am often inbetween the coffee mug and the floor, thus covering myself in coffee}. That latter problem happens more often than it should. I spill mugs of coffee all over myself all of the time.
This morning at Starbucks while I waited for my tall caramel soy latte, I saw what I interpreted as a gift straight from the throne of God himself:
That, my friends, is an adorable falalala cup {apparently it’s a holiday design, but “falalala” is relevant all year long} with a lid. So far I have not spilled any of my three cups of coffee on myself.
Things in my life are looking differently these days. This is what happened:
One night I was laying in bed and I thought, “I would love to be on Glee. That would be awesome.” The next morning I woke up and thought again, “I would love to be on Glee.” and I realized that Glee has to somehow find the people to be on the show. Insert The Glee Project and why I decided to audition for it. But I don’t want to just be on Glee. My entire life, I’ve wanted to perform. This is my list of childhood dreams:
- broadway dancer
- rocket scientist {we studied monarchs in science and I thought rocket scientists studied butterflies. When I found out they didn’t, I was like “SCREW THIS, I want to be a….”}
- writer
- actor
- musician
You know how we say WHO, WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, WHY? That’s the order. The correct order. Before the what, where or when is the who. The single most important question we have to answer about ourselves isn’t “what am I doing?” or “when should I do it?” but is “who am I?” When the who is aligned with God, the rest is almost {not completely} but ALMOST irrelevant. It is the heart behind “if I {insert something great} but have not love, I am nothing.” What we do is less important than who we are – because who we are determines what we do.
I just bought that mug on a whim too! I had to have it! I loved it!