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cliff notes
Cliff notes of my week: I spent time in DC with my sweet friend Tracee. The morning after I arrived, I ended up in a pediatric (don't ask) dentist's office on an emergency visit . What I thought was possibly a filling that fell out was actually half my tooth. Yikes.
We ate at one of my favorite restaurants from back home in South Africa---in downtown DC. (Holla if you've ever eaten at Nando's on either side of the ocean!) I was disappointed they didn't have Castle Lager, but the peri-peri chicken made my nose run and my heart happy.
I volunteered at Catalyst One Day in Baltimore, and got to sit in on pretty much the entire event. God's good like that. (I love me some leadership development!)
I wasn't sure what to expect from my Meet Me at Starbucks shout-out, and was blown away that 17 people showed up. It was interesting to see corners of my world collide as ministry supporters, old friends, and bloggers intersected in one spot.
It felt a little blind-date-esque to finally meet Tonggu Momma, The Gypsy Mama, Stranger, and my lurking "I'll never comment" reader from Oklahoma. (Hi Karen!)
I didn't realize the implications when I announced on twitter and Facebook that "my 'blind date' at Starbucks was so great!" One friend told me with a raised eyebrow that he wanted to hear my crazy blind date story. Another called his wife to see if she knew anything about this date I went on. Oops.
At the last minute, I booked a ticket to Detroit. Since I arrived two nights ago, I've shot a promo video, met with some pastors, spent time with a friend who works at Thrive, and hung out with my Yeller. Good times in Michigan. I'm ready to get home to the HTL though.
What are some cliff notes from your week?
twenty-two: overflow mugs
I have a kitchen cabinet at home that is stocked with Starbucks travel mugs. Stocked.
And that picture was taken after I'd already weeded out twenty-two mugs to give away.
And yet, still, when I walk into a Starbucks I can't help but look at their selection of merchandise. I can't help but get travel-mug-envy when I see the newest, latest, greatest models for sale. I can't help but make an occasional purchase. As if I need yet another travel mug.
What do you collect---intentionally or unintentionally?
eleven: o'clock dreams
Our flight from South Africa was long and eventful, and we were so glad to touch down on American soil when we finally landed in Washington, DC yesterday morning.
As we went through customs, there were signs that read "Welcome to the United States" and a monotone voice declared the same greeting over the PA system. But nothing made me feel like I was home as when we walked through the final set of doors into the terminal and I saw St. Arbucks.
My venti non-fat, extra-hot chai in a glorious red cup of happiness was worth every penny.
We settled in at the house, ate some food, and called it an early night.