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The wind is roaring in the trees today, hairstyles are wishful thinking. Great white puff clouds are whizzing by on a blue background. Yesterday, I saw summer's first slug, which, as Sara says, are "boogers with antenna."

Everyone on the regional planning committee seems to be thrilled that I've offered to stand up as entertainment and sing at the regional welcome reception. Another girl expressed interest in singing with me, so hopefully there will be a handful of us. I've stressed that I don't really want to do it alone, so now it's a matter of figuring out what songs to do and finding practice time with people who live spread out and have extremely busy lives. I need song ideas! The theme is "Finding Your Home Away From Home."

One of our brand new members is a "life and career coach" and works full time, on an international level, making companies and people feel good about their jobs and helping them to make their careers more human and more fulfilling. She was a tangible center of calm and peace in a whirling mass of crazy people last night at our planning meeting. She's going to be one of our guest speakers at the regional meeting, and is even waiving her fee.

Two more packages came yesterday via mom from my sister full of collage elements and goodies. Thanks, Sarah!! Now I just need to slow down the world a bit so that I can find time to play with them!

"I like the idea that every kind gesture, no matter how small, moves us a little bit closer to a world where you don't need a permit to say thank you": Thank You, Matthew Weber

Europeans Are People, Too: And Another Thing

I'm so busy my head is spinning. I have piles of things to do at work and my entire department who are at a trade show in Amsterdam keep calling me up with things they need RIGHT NOW. *zooms off to fax yet another vitally important document while rolling eyes*
 busy
mood: busy
music: Georgia Satellites—Keep Your Hands to Yourself


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I need song ideas! The theme is "Finding Your Home Away From Home."


'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."


Surely that's just perfect!

Aaaahhhh!! DYLAN! Noooooooooooooooooooooo! hahahaha! Trust you, Verian! LOL

I’m disappointed.

What about ‘Our House’ by Madness then?

Hmmmm...that might just work. I wonder if there are any other expat-y songs. If you think of anything else, let me know :)

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