kombucha brewing

i just finished brewing my first batch of kombucha! i can't believe how easy and fun it was...

i almost feel like i'm doing something illegal...haha, but kombucha is like nature's crack. it's wonderful and effervescent and gives that kick (and that little tingle in your jaw) that red bull gives, but without all the sugar and w/o the comedown.

for those of you unfamiliar with kombucha, it is supposed to look like that. dont be scrrred, it's super healthy and full of probiotics and good bacteria. kinda like yogurt w/ live cultures. that pic was taken on day 3; by day 6 it had formed a full patty on the top but the flash just showed a white blur so i went with the mid-week photo.

this will sound mushy (you have been warned)

my husband is gone tonight...

he's just visiting a friend up north, but i miss him. it's funny that even though i know we get the rest of our lives together,,,and we're pretty much out of the honeymoon phase, i know beyond a shadow of a doubt that i would rather spend one day with him than anywhere else in the world.

he's my best friend. he knows me so well, and that just drives me crazy in such a good way!

i feel so lucky and blessed

10:34

I see this number all the time. Is it because I first designated this number as my name many years back?

it has become more of a prompting...and thanks to 11:11 guy (i just read his blog), i am seeing now that it is more than a coincidence, but perhaps not a sign per se.

my husband experiences the phenomenon of lights turning off whenever he gets near, and especially under them. even though i have full faith and belief in my number phenomenon (although, really, what are the odds, and how have i beat them?), i still hesitated when he told me this. now, we've been together for two years and i have no more skepticism for his claims. it really does happen to him (i think) way more than other people...and myself for sure.

what does this mean, except there is so much more going on than we really are atuned to. we are creatures who only have 5 (and some say 6...whoa!) senses, but for all we know there is a reality out there (either simultaneously existing within, or perhaps alongside) in which the creatures experience endless senses and perceptions.

i just got done reading The Great Divorce. highly, highly recommend it.

sometimes i am afraid to speak of God for fear of what others might think of me. but what about God? i don't think his feelings get hurt, he handles a lot more than me not proclaiming his name.

the thing is, people are afraid to commit, and committing to God means (for most people) committing to church, and organized religion, and abstinence from the things that bring them pleasure. i admit, i have felt and believed this in the past. but the fact that i choose to indulge my pleasures and not go to church does not negate the fact that He exists. nor does it condemn me to hell. in fact, i'm just not sure about the whole heaven and hell thing anymore, except to say i am content not knowing, but in my not knowing, i do not want to fall into complacency.

wow...that didn't make any sense. but i feel a peace today that i haven't felt in a while. i had to shed a few tears to get there, but boy it was worth it.

a smile made my day

who knew a smile could be so powerful?

i cried on the way to work this morning after seeing a lovely homeless woman smile...i'm talking ear to ear, full-on, greet the morning smile.

she had just woken up from a hard night's sleep on the sidewalk under the awning at wolfburger. i would have missed it if i was putting on my mascara (i know its bad...i know!), or reaching for my tea, or yelling at the shithead who cut me off (tehe). but for some reason my eyes rested on this lump of woolen blankets wrapped around a tan, leathery face with squinty eyes and cracked lips.

if she had taken care of herself, she could have been stunning, but still she was easy on the eyes.

i don't even know if she saw me, but it looked like she had just gotten up for the morning. she was leaning on one elbow, breathing in the exhaust from the thousands of cars mindlessly driving past her, and then she when she looked up towards the sky, this big, beautiful smile crept onto her face.

it was stunning. it was beautiful. it put things in perspective. i have so much...so much material, friends, love, support-but at times i wallow in self pity and depression. this woman, who had practically nothing, reminded me that joy comes from within.

thank you!

First blog....EVER!

well...you (if anyone is reading this) are officially reading my first blog ever written. i tend to stay away from the blog scene b/c i find it a bit melodramatic and usually void of any true substance. that felt like such a harsh statement to make, but i have to be honest, no?

so here i am...is this a place to rant, or more like a public diary? i feel like i'm so behind the times, ya know? i'm only 25, but kids these days are getting older at a much younger age. i think the reason is that i grew up on a dairy farm in the country, and i remember what it's like before the internet came around. i remember what it is like to have your mum kick you out of the house during those hot summer days-forcing you to create a world of imagination built on fort houses, cops and robbers, and dunk-your-sister-in-the-feeding-trough....