Hacked

I have my own blog. I am writing on this one. Stating the obvious? Yes. All I can manage right now? Again, yes. My brain and intellect are on absolute overload. Thus, this post is inevitably going to resemble a stream of conciousness post. Perhaps one day, I will give you a more thorough stream of consciousness post rather than merely a collection of a few random sentences. Okay. Ready? Go.

I do not remember receiving the Dictionary word of the day in my email this morning. Hmmm….


I love words.


Eating cereal from a giant mug is the best…and thanks mom for buying the chocolate Puffins when you were here last week. They are scrumptious!

Mahler – you have captivated me. I think I am in love.




I wish someone were here to play Scrabble with me.


I just wish someone were here. Period.


Is it bad that I started crying today when I saw a dead cat on the side of the road?

I wonder if I have the ingredients to make scones for tomorrow.





Grading and attendance records take up an inordinate amount of time. 


Crayola window crayons = one of the best inventions ever. 


I love photography. I need to do it more often. 

Taken at a monastary in Austria



Monteverdi. Boo.

Why did I decide to work while having 20/20 on in the background? As a single gal who lives alone, watching a documentary about mass murderers and rapists was not a wise life choice.

Moot court! Boo-yah! Get it Ridenour! You are awesomesauce! 🙂

The suit jacket. 🙂


I love trail running.


I am lonely.

This hurts.

My footsteps are erasers and as the miles pass by, so too do my anxieties.



When my heart is overwhelmed, O Lord, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I….and Lord, my heart is really overwhelmed. 😦

“Depression hurts. Cymbalta can help” – (help you feel better, or help hurt you?) gotta love commercials for medications…the side effects sound awful!

“You are my hiding place. You fill my broken heart with songs”

“Let me learn that the cross precedes the crown, to be low is to be high, that the valley’s where You make me more like Christ. Let me find Your grace in the valley. Let me find Your life in my death. Let me find Your joy in my sorrow – Your wealth in my need – that you’re near with every breath… in the valley.”
That’s all for now. 

There is so much in my fluff-filled head, that it is probably best if I stop the stream of consciousness now. 
All my loving,
AnnaGrace
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