Reunion (with friends, Tesco's, and hummus)

My first full day in back in Stirling was a nice reunion of what I love so much about this town: friends. Church was nice, and meeting little Anna Lucy Boydell definitley made it a highlight of the day. So so precious, made only more so by the beautiful family that she was brought into. Other than that, I got to see a good amount of my church friends and had the opportunity to sing along once again to worshop songs that are impossible to learn.

Another highlight of the day had to be Tesco's. Let's just say distance really makes the heart go fonder. Crowded, low ceilinged (I think I made that word up), and impossible to find anything in, I used to hate it. Suddenly, it's everything I ever dreamed of in a grocery store. Though, that might be just because it contains a certian Red Pepper Pesto hummus that I would die for. Seriously, it's that good.

Anyway. Past the hummus. Tonight was spent at Colin's, where he made up a quiz for us. The Scottish are very in the their quizzes. I have to say I was quite successful, contributing to about 5 out of the 80 questions, when usually I'm lucky if I know 1.

So...I'm not sure if anyone but my mom really desired a play-by-play of my day. But, I just happen to be in the mood to write, so that's what you get. Tomorrow: St. Andrew's!

Scotland!!!

I'm back in Scotland, and it's amazing. First of all, can I just say I have wonderful wonderful friends. I spent the night chatting with Mari, Rebekka, Julia, and Kendra, and just love them more and more. I can't get over the fact that I am really seeing them again. Secondly, I am remembering all over again what I love so much about Scotland...which is pretty much everything. I love the delicious bread that molds ridiculously fast. The stunning landscape of snow-spotted hills and sheep-scattered farm land. I love Twinnings tea made in Mari and Rebekka's flat (never as good as it is then). The accent, the typical British face, the familiar shops and restaurants. It's late, and I haven't slept in way too long, so I'll end this with a funny story. Most young American women swoon over the British men in movies (I admit to be one of them). Getting off the plane today though, I was reminded just what a typical one looks like. Not as idyllic as it seems. He had a pink striped shirt with shiny buttons at the wrist, pin-striped pants (which should only be worn by a select few men), and long, nice shoes. That, above all, made me realize I was finally back.

The Count Down

Four days until I see my beautiful beautiful friends again. Three days until I get on a plane and take off for Scotland. Two days until I start packing. And one day until I finish finals. I just don't know if I can wait that long!!!

Breathe

I feel like I am one big jumble of emotions, activities, and to-do lists. Thankfully, those to-do lists are growing shorter and more enjoyable. I spent a little time this morning processing on the back porch. Sometimes, it's so good to get a little quiet. 

I'm antsy over Scotland. 

Loving the Wesley House. 

Hating the little time I have with Steph and Laura. 

I'm intrigued with my senior project 

Yet frustrated with how little time I am able to give it. 

I am worried by next quarter's work load

and disappointed with myself for the little time I've spent with God lately. 

I'm impatient for the news of new babies

and extremely happy over the new warm weather. 

I want to give my all...

yet don't see how I can.

So. Here I am. I think I might just take a week off, go visit some friends for a week of tea and biscuits, and get a little breath in. 

Time at Home

Home is a sweet place, especially during the spring. There's nothing like white blossoms, green hills, and big blue skies to welcome you home. Well, except for puppy hugs. And dad hugs. And cozy fireplaces that invite you to read for hours in front of them. Either way, this weekend was a great way to reconnect and love family. I was able to take a successful walk with the dogs, get my Wedding Date fix in for the next few months, and made doughnuts for the first time. And now I am back in SLO, enjoying these last two weeks despite the loom of finals, and dreaming of Scotland. 10 days!!!