Your word choice is always inspiring, a coming home. 

Nice modern little 'do there!   I too am going before the shearers tomorrow (maybe a trim, layers).  Casual realities:   The wine I had tasted strongly of berries; i steered clear of the stuff that told me it tasted like oak trees, tobacco, and pepper, as if that was a virtue!  Tuggy's life is interesting, currently (that's a casual reality for me, anyway).  Ok, more simply, my car has a chip in its paint.  there is a Parthenon in Nashville.  Wim is helping me with taxes tomorrow. 

Causal realities in my life, since Rachel casually mentioned it:

My parents' marriage is on its deathbed and I do not know if it will recover. Therefore I am tired of praying, but keep on, and know Christ is sweeter than honeycomb.

I have wonderful friends and an...um...man...interested...um...in me, that I...yeah...um...the whole mutual thing, therefore I am simultaneously well-taken-care-of and more confused about life than I have been in years.

I miss Larissa, therefore I caress this computer monitor. It is unsatisfactory.

Rachel's is interesting too, don't let her fool you.

Also, I like your haircut. I hope it's as cool in the back as it is in front. Business? Party?!?!?

=)

buisness, party.  oh boy.  your word choice is stunning, too.

see, didn't i tell you her life was cool?  

i still go out to places with a man.  i perform cello with my all of me.  there is a bug or something making scratching noises somewhere in this room.  i like casual realities, except when they are sad or wearying. 

praying.  mmm. will you make a post on praying? 

Hi! One recent casual/causal reality in my life was 1. my brakes breaking, which led to 2. me coming to your church last Sunday, which led to 3. being able to see you (and Jenn, lovely surprise) and sit with you in church like one of the family, which multiplied into 4. being asked to lunch, which led to 5. many wonderful times of preparing and savoring a beautiful feast with you and yours. (That meal was inspiring, and your family made me feel at home. And at some point I want to get the recipe for that beautimous salad dressing!) I do hope you'll write about your Germanic travels. I can only imagine that you're suspended above the Atlantic right now! Well... may all of your baggage remain with you, and may your future compatriots be dazzled by your qualifiedness!