Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.

there came a moment in the middle of the song when he suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room & after that he never forgot he was part of something much bigger

I can't seem to get enough of the story people. I read a few new ones every time I get online, but I don't mind reading the old ones either. Brian Andreas = Amazing.

Brokeback Mountain has come to Florence, Alabama. Careful, we might just all burst into flames. Apparently this news was on the front page of the paper because some churches are protesting it. So... I guess thanks for the publicity. Losers.

Grandmomma and I went to Brinnley Brother's for lunch this afternoon. It was nice. I had four little girls in the nursery today... the first three to come in were Mary Morgan, Mae Beth, and Madelyn, and they were all in light pink dresses... precious. Then this little girl named Shelby came in, and she was in a cute pink outfit, too. Aww. Madelynn come to Kid Safari; it was neat to see her and her mom. She used to be one of my least favorite babies, but she's mellowed out-- she was probably fussy before because she was new.

I love feeling like I'm part of something bigger. That's one of the things that has always appealed to me about teaching, and it's one of the things that appeals to me about social work. I think about that when I pick up trash off the side of the road. I think about that when I donate blood. I think about that at the camps I do. I think about that at the day care. I think about that and I smile.