Watched the Dodgers beat the Pirates with some friends from church.
Helped with the aesthetics and flowers for a wedding.
Ate Chick-Fil-A four times in one week!
Saw Coldplay at the Hollywood Bowl with some friends.
Enjoyed a very relaxing Sunday afternoon with a friend in Malibu.
Studied, studied, studied for a history mid-term.
Just this week was at a local restaurant's waiting area and this book was sitting on the coffee table, therefore I regained hope of people learning manners in Los Angeles. Just kidding. Sort of.
And, then there is the non-Instagram update...work stuff at PCC has been on the busier side with organizing a month long Relationship Seminar (you can and should listen to it here, it was great!) and hosting a Neighborhood Party this past weekend. Plus, there is the everyday, keeping up with friends, sitting in traffic, babysitting, RUF, emails, trying to keep my room clean, you know the drill. Whew, what a great spring it has been! Glory glory! Now it's time to bring on more sunshine, warmer temperatures (May gray seems to be a real thing here, boo!) and summer, summer, summertime!
Since moving to Los Angeles my dream of home ownership has definitely shifted. Growing up the dream was to live in a nice traditional home in the nicest part of town with big trees and sidewalks. Then, as I got older, realized the type of job one must have to own that type of home my dream changed to simply owning a home that isn't a shack in a decent neighborhood and became willing to forgo the sidewalk requirement. And, now living in L.A. my dream has become to one day own one side of a duplex. Yes, folks, a duplex, that is the dream. People laugh when I tell them that but, I say it with 100% seriousness. If you have ever lived in Southern California (or NYC, or Portland, or San Francisco, etc.) you would totally understand.
I love seasons and the change of seasons! Before I moved to LA many people asked me, "are you going to miss the seasons?" And, much to my surprise, now that I have lived all 4 seasons in Southern California, there are seasons here! Yes, they bleed together a little more than the harshness of winter to spring or summer to fall in the South, but there is a definitive difference in summer and fall. It is sunny most days, and so it is deceiving when I look out my window and each day looks very much the same. One other thing is that there aren't a lot of trees here that lose their leaves, therefore they don't look bare November through February, so that makes identifying the seasons tricky too.
Winter was the hardest season for me here in LA. A lot of times my life felt like winter during January and February. Darker, cooped up, lonelier, colder, grey, but seeing buds of flowers on warmer days. Now it is spring! Hallelujah, praise the Lord! Glory glory! Plants are growing, snow is melting, and beaches are filling up with people! I think God must have designed most places in the world to have seasons, so that people would understand the seasons of their hearts better. After winter there usually comes a spring, and after a fall there will most likely be a winter at some point, even if it is just a cold snap. What a beautiful thing!
"Came the spring, with all its splendor, all its birds and all its blossoms,
Well, last week when my mom and grandmother were in town we went to Ikea and I picked up set of 3 wooden kitchen utensils for only 99 cents! And, this morning I was feeling particularly crafty, so decided to fancy up my Ikea buy. Here is the before, during, and after...
Now I want to find more wooden utensils and try using a stain and mix in some bright colors! Oh, and have you seen people dipping furniture in paint. Looove it!