I didn't know if they were going to like me or not. As I walked through the blue gates of Casa Del Pastor in San Vicente, Mexico for the first time I felt intimidated, and kinda-sorta regretful for choosing to wear flip flops, in all the dirt. Almost every kid in the humble women's shelter already new some of my team members from the past. It was like a family reunion up in there, and I was seriously the long lost cousin no one knew.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Leather jackets, Olivia Newton John and contentment...
I had the urge. The shopping urge. The urge to spend a few hours out of my day gazing upon the wonderful world of skinny jeans, accessories, winter coats, and leather boots. Then. THEN.
Finally...
Yes. FINALLY! I confess to lagging it on creating my blog. For the two people that have probably been the only ones to anxiously and eagerly wait for my blog, here it is so holla!! I have finally decided to put in order my jumbled up thoughts and experiences my brain stores up and expose them to the World Wide Web.
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