"The caterpillar does all the work but the butterfly gets all the publicity."

That's George Carlin, by the way. Today I think I saw a caterpillar spinning a cocoon around itself. Mr. Caterpillar was hanging from a super thin thread so it might have been trapped in a spiderweb which wouldn't be quite as positive and hopeful... However I'm choosing to believe the cocoon theory and view it as some sort of sign. Of what I don't know exactly, maybe a new beginning?

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You know what's one major downside to my inconsistency in blogging? That when I sit down to write a post, there's so much I want to say that I don't know where to begin. Which results in me not writing anything at all, feeling so overwhelmed that I babble about nothing important, or feeling as though I have to pick and choose from all the things I want to talk about so the post isn't an epic poem giving The Odyssey a run for it's money. Well, we'll see what happens this time!

Driving Update: I have practiced on the past two weekends, and it has been simultaneously exhilarating and super boring. I mean, you can only drive in circles and figure eights so many times. I imagine after two hours even the most die-hard of mathematics students would be bored with all those  geometric shapes. One interesting thing I've discovered is that I am a noticeably better driver when humming the Star Wars theme. Pretending I'm piloting a battleship doesn't hurt either. ;) It kinds of freaks me out that the car keeps moving even when you don't have your foot on the pedal. I definitely find myself thinking, "Wow we're speeding along. (checks speedometer) Not even 20 mph?! How is that possible?! I'm going so fast!"  I'm a bit shy when it comes to the accelerator... Metaphor much? My dad got a lot of pleasure out of sticking his head out of the window and yelling at pedestrians "Run for it! Save yourself!!!" Good times.

In other news, I went to the dentist for the first time in approximately a century. It wasn't fun. He said my gums are receded, and that I'm going to have to come back and *squirmy ick-ness ahead* have tissue cut off the roof of my mouth and grafted onto my gums... Um... Ouch?? I'm definitely not excited. He said I'm probably going to have to deal with this issue for the rest of my life and it's not because of anything I did or didn't do, that the bone structure in my face is "long and too bony," so my teeth are "too big for my head." This is one instance where not even my eating disorder could twist "bony" into something even remotely positive. The most depressing part is that I've watched my mom deal with this and have the same procedure for years. I see the condition she's in physically and it's really discouraging to see my body already  beginning to develop the same problems at the ripe old age of twenty. I will take responsibility for that I didn't do myself any favors when it came to bone health and osteoporosis though.

My sister recently introduced me to a band called Radical Face and I've been listening to them a lot. I don't know about you but I tend to get into major music ruts, and the songs are often very different from one another. For example I'll go from the Pan's Labyrinth soundtrack (Sooo good... Both the music and the film) to Robin Thicke's "Shakin' It 4 Daddy." And yes, that is the number four. But I'm going on a tangent. Focus. Radical Face. I like.

 

One thing I don't like is their band's name. Why, you might ask? Well, having spent far too much time learning about the DBT skill radical acceptance, I am virtually incapable of saying Radical Face. Let's just say every time I've typed Radical Face I instinctually wrote radical acceptance first (including just now) and had to go back and fix it. This has made for many awkward turtle moments in conversation since unfortunately my mouth doesn't come with a backspace key... apparently just receded gums and big teeth!

Wishing you ♥ love ♥ ((((hugs)))) and ~healing~ 

No discipline is enjoyable while it is happening - it is painful. But afterward there will be quite a harvest of right living for those who are trained in this way. So take a new grip with your tired hands and stand firm on your shaky legs. Mark out a path for your feet. Then those who follow you will not stumble and fall, but will become strong.

- Hebrews 12:11-13