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Letters Home from Summer: transition, part 1
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Letters Home from Summer. We are temporarily removed from the place that feels the most like home. Wednesday, August 12, 2009. Transition, part 1. A week ago today I got on a train and left L'viv. Three days later (! I got to Russia where I am now with my family. I'll be here for another five days or so, then I make the long trip back to Norman. So I am looking forward to seeing you, friends, but it is a lot to be happening to me. I am not good at transitions. I can't believe it's next week. The Holiness...
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katietracy.: 2010/01
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I MET ROB SNOOPS TODAY. Links to this post. This has been one of the better holiday seasons in quite some time, which I credit almost entirely to the fact that I was not working at my former place of employment for the first time in FIVE YEARS. Five Christmases, Five Thanksgivings, Five New Years. It has been the most psychologically refreshing change in my life, honestly, and I don't know why I didn't do this sooner? Yes I do: It's because I'm usually broke). So here's a review:. At first dad and Anna w...
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Some kinda somethin': 13/52
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Wednesday, April 9, 2014. He is who he is. April 10, 2014 at 7:13 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe in a reader. View my complete profile. Vuhnessa's blue ridge baby. Little did krissy know. Tim beats the heat in iraq. Whit and lindsay in the rok. It's a good day. On the way home. When the sky is like lace. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Some kinda somethin': 9/52
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Sunday, March 16, 2014. Old donut) and exclaim, "Man, who left this donut in here? I guess it wasn't the most prime of real estate to live 300 yards from a donut shop, but my affection for those yeasty puffs fried in lard probably wouldn't be the same if I hadn't. And even though I don't live within (quick) walking distance of a Gibson's anymore, I can get in my car and be there in three minutes. Glory. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe in a reader. View my complete profile. It's a good day.
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Some kinda somethin': 8/52
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Monday, March 10, 2014. I've been trying to get caught up with pictures, but we see how that's turned out. One of these days I'll be on track. One of these days. I can't believe how big this kid is now. I always check on him before I go to sleep and found myself so surprised at just how big he looked in his crib last night. He's certainly not "baby Jack" anymore and he's not a toddler either. He's a true "little kid" I guess. It's crazy and seemingly vain perhaps (? I know my pictures are all of Jack, bu...
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Some kinda somethin': March 2014
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Sunday, March 16, 2014. Some dogs just have it made. Old donut) and exclaim, "Man, who left this donut in here? I guess it wasn't the most prime of real estate to live 300 yards from a donut shop, but my affection for those yeasty puffs fried in lard probably wouldn't be the same if I hadn't. And even though I don't live within (quick) walking distance of a Gibson's anymore, I can get in my car and be there in three minutes. Glory. Monday, March 10, 2014. It's crazy and seemingly vain perhaps (? He's a r...
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Some kinda somethin': June 2012
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Sunday, June 10, 2012. Now they are all gone (boo hoo) and we've stayed busy, but the days have been calmer and we've had lots of time to do mommy-baby stuff! Jack and I have been swimming at my parent's several times. He seems to like. The pool enough. He likes splashing. He doesn't like me squeezing his big ol goob through that rash guard top. Let's see, what else. Did I mention last time about what a good sleeper he is? Hurry for him to get teeth. I love his little gummy mouth. LOVE it. He can still f...
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Letters Home from Summer: July 2009
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Letters Home from Summer. We are temporarily removed from the place that feels the most like home. Wednesday, July 29, 2009. Tuesday, July 28, 2009. I turned in my 2 weeks notice at work for the summer. Freedom time is coming, friends. Every morning brings us closer. Sunday, July 19, 2009. Tuesday, July 14, 2009. I am emotionally exhausted and tired of it. Sunday, July 12, 2009. Camp Wabanna in 3s. I'm tired and I hear someone speaking into a megaphone at the pool telling children to get out. I have a vi...
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Letters Home from Summer: Love
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Letters Home from Summer. We are temporarily removed from the place that feels the most like home. Tuesday, August 11, 2009. August 11, 2009 at 5:36 PM. August 12, 2009 at 5:01 PM. Is all you need. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Books We're Reading and Recommend. Resolutions and Advice to Young Converts. The Pursuit of Holiness. The Holiness of God. The Reason for God. I am discouraged and I dont get myself and I don. Love, Part 2. Transition, part 1. Why, Hello There! The Gospel is for Sinners.
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Letters Home from Summer: June 2009
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Letters Home from Summer. We are temporarily removed from the place that feels the most like home. Saturday, June 27, 2009. I am at a new internet cafe where I can watch videos, which is great news, but the keyboard might be worse, which is bad news. But I am glad for headphones and a faster connection. You guys are great. Friday, June 26, 2009. Thursday, June 25, 2009. This is me in 2D. Wednesday, June 24, 2009. Tuesday, June 23, 2009. All In A Day's Work. Saturday, June 20, 2009. I miss you all. It has...
