the tradition of "ladies" privilege

 by: URBAN LEGEND.

In keeping with the theme of nature gone awry, a whimsical tradition dating back at least four centuries (and still trotted out at four-year intervals by newspaper feature writers) holds that leap years confer upon women the “privilege” of proposing marriage to men instead of the other way around. The convention was (in literature, if not in reality) that any man who refused such a proposal owed his spurned suitor a silk gown and a kiss — provided she was wearing a red petticoat at the moment she popped the question.

hear that ladies? you still get a dress & a kiss.

god answered prayers tonight.
and put some new ones on my heart.

i am so in love with Him.

Young the Giant - "God Made Man" In The Open Session

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god has been taking some serious time to work on me lately. i have been in a constant state of struggling with the simplest aspects of my faith. and its been killing me.

i was waiting for my last class of the day to begin. sitting on a bench, eating my homemade bread as i read through my valentines again. i thought my heart was happy.
an older woman straggled out of one of the doors. she had a walker. every step she took she would drag her left foot behind herself. it took her three times as long as it would take anyone else to go from her classroom to the exit. i held two doors open for her just days before, but i never really thought about how slow she was going because the way she was smiling at me. she called me a 'clever thing' as i leaned towards the second door to press the handicapped button for her. she smiled and gave a sincere thank you. but as i watched her go from door to door at her slow pace yesterday, exclaiming thank yous and smiling at every person holding them open for her, i thought she's in no rush. why do i go through my days so quickly?
it was almost as if i saw her leg being dragged behind herself was a gift. that woman struggling to go five feet was everything i wanted to be in the last five days. she had patience, and thankfulness, she was kind, and took  all the time she needed to get from one place to the next. no rushing.
i remember getting in the car yesterday morning and my first thought being to myself, "mandy, you'll get through the day. just plow through it. the weekend is coming dear." lately i've had the mindset of 'tuesdays and thursdays aren't days to reminisce or enjoy.' i've been in a constant state of hurrying to get this or that done.

god has brought much peace to my heart tonight, so that i can enjoy my days. i can be patient, and grateful, and take time to say my thank yous as i myself straggle through the days of the week. i am so in awe of our awesome god.
it's as if my heart is saying, "oh. that's what you are trying to teach me."

happy loveday.

oh yea.

click this to read some rad words.
by. mon bell.

it may be hard

i am discovering joy.
in all things little and sweet and even the hard things.

i have been asking god for direction in my life. what comes next? i find myself impatiently awaiting his answer. "what, lord? what do i do?" but i know the lord is teaching me something different. just knowing, having faith even if it is so so small that god is asking me to wait. just wait.

i can give all things up and stand in awe of my abba.
he is so good to me.

psalms 27:14 Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.

"I get worried for young girls sometimes;

I want them to feel that they can be sassy and full and weird and geeky and smart and independent,

and not so withered and shriveled."

-amy poehler

single

a) freedom.
b) i have time to develope my relationship with God.
c) don't have to shave my legs.
d) all of the above.

if you answered d, you are correct.

february - according to instagram.

if i were a fish

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

 

E. E Cummings

she said it in not so many words

 january ended with a french exam, no inspiration whatsoever, and an impromptu trip to the grocery store for mildly okay donuts. 
february started with an overwhelming amount of homework, a copious amount of inspiration, and lack of sleep.

 life.