"I've discovered that my own little postage stamp of native soil was worth writing about and that I would never live long enough to exhaust it."
- William Faulkner
Thursday, July 30, 2009
patience is a virtue
Well, well, well. Here I am waiting (not so) patiently to get back home after a few days in Dahlonega, GA for "tourism camp." I'm not famous for my patience - I've been known to get feisty when waiting...be it at a football game when I'm really hot and hungry, waiting to be served in a restaurant, wishing for 5:00 or at an airport on standby. My flight was canceled (with no announcement from the gate agent, by the way), so I scurried around the concourse trying to get booked on another flight. The dear ladies I'm traveling with let me have the last flight available today (so I can visit with some Taiwanese students) while the three of them are departing tomorrow. I immediately felt terrible...not only because I was so angry at the ticket agents for little reason, but also because my coworkers were so kind. Thanks, girls. And now I get to listen to the ladies next to me who want to re-open Alcatraz and overthrow the government. Cheap/free entertainment is often the best!
Also, congratulations to my friend Lindsey for finally tying the knot! Her wedding was almost as beautiful as she was. And I got a chance to visit with my Louisiana buddies!