1. 40 Days of Dating
As a psychology major who fell in love with her very best friend, after months (years?) of dancing around whatever romantic stuff was really going on between us, I find this project SO, SO fascinating.
Tim & Jessica have been friends for years, each with a long string of failed relationships for very different reasons, and they make a pact to date each other for 40 days. And every day they separately write about how it's going. And they just finished the 40 days, so you can go read the entire thing start to finish (no waiting impatiently!).
I don't think I really have much in common with either of them, but I think that's why I find it so fascinating. I love how infinitely unique people are.
2. Our Vow Renewal
Jeff and I renewed our vows in July! Our church hosted a vow renewal Mass for all of the married couples, and we were like sure, why not? so we went to church on a Friday night and renewed our vows!
When we renewed our vows, it was just us... we were surrounded by strangers and there were no photographers and no flowers to hold and I wasn't at all worried about how loud I was speaking or what my dress looked like and it was kind of a magical little moment. I'm really glad I took a break from Bar exam studying to do it!
3. Rosary from a Dear Friend
I was in a Catholic sorority in college. I loved the girls I met through it so much. Some of them are still my very best friends, and it was just so wonderful to be a part of such a beautiful, supportive group of women.
At some point (either my last year of college, or maybe when I was back visiting at an alumni event right after graduating... I can't quite remember), one of the younger girls gave me this purple rosary that she made for me.
I can't remember at all who it was that gave it to me... I know it was one of the younger girls who I didn't know extremely well (I was the President my last year of college, so there were a lot of younger girls who knew me better than I knew them). I remember being touched that she had made it for me because it wasn't someone I was super close with, but as hard as I try, I can't remember who she was.
Anyway, I really wish I could remember because I ended up packing the rosary when I went to take the Bar exam. I didn't want to bring my regular rosary because I was worried it might get lost in all the Bar exam craziness, so I packed this one instead. And it was a godsend. Praying the Rosary is so calming to me, and that little purple handmade Rosary really got me through those three days of taking the Bar.
So, if you're reading this and you're the sweet girl who gave it to me, thank you from the bottom of my heart, and please tell me who you are! And to everyone else, just know that little acts of kindness like this can and do make a huge difference in people's lives. Maybe not until years later (it's been at least three years in this case!), but they do make a difference.
4. The Great Gatsby
I'm a dutiful English major who generally refuses to see movies based on books until I've read or re-read the book first. Since I was studying for the Bar exam when The Great Gatsby movie came out, the book and the movie had to wait.
But on the plane en route from Houston to Singapore (via Moscow), I finally got to re-read The Great Gatsby for the first time since high school. I know some people really love it, but it wasn't one of my favorites in school (I had a good friend in high school, John, and it was by far his favorite book we read in Junior English, and I never could understand why). I hadn't read it since then, and it turns out I still find it horribly depressing, although I do appreciate F. Scott Fitzgerald's beautifully descriptive writing.
Then we watched the new Great Gatsby movie, and it was amazing. Beautifully done. I actually think I liked the movie more than the book, except for a few little things that were left out (most of all, they leave out the moment when Gatsby sees Daisy's daughter for the first time, which I think is one of the most poignant scenes in the book).
5. Traffic Jam
I'll be starting work pretty soon, and I'm already dreading driving in Houston traffic every morning. It's actually not bad from where we live to downtown (my commute will be a million times easier than it was when I had to drive to school every morning), but it's still worse than never leaving our sweet little suburb during rush hour (which is what I'm doing now).
Whenever I start to feel annoyed at the Houston traffic, I just think of this story about a 100 km traffic jam in China that lasted 9+ days. Perspective is everything!
Traffic, dating, rosaries, wedding vows, and Gatsby. How's that for a random blog post?