hanging on nothing.

He stretches out the north over empty space

And hangs the earth on nothing.

Job 26:7



Applying ALL diligence.

Now for this very reason also, applying all diligence, in your faith supply

moral excellence,             and in your moral excellence,

knowledge,                        and in your knowledge,

self-control,                       and in your self-control,

perseverance,                  and in your perseverance,

godliness,                          and in your godliness,

brotherly kindness,          and in your brotherly kindness,


For if these qualities are yours and are increasing, they render you neither useless nor unfruitful in the true knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.

2 Peter 1



I work with her. When I first met her, almost 2.5 years ago, I was convinced she hated me. She was so hard to read. …very peculiar and strange.

The truth is, in a lot of ways, we could not be more opposite. For example, her style is just plain weird to me. I mostly dress in neutrals with few punches of color, while she clothes herself in neon’s and varying colors of controversy which I would never pair together. Colors that once combined, stress the poop out of me! My desk is minimal…a few pictures, my coffee mug and post-its. Her desk acts as a diorama…. a showcase of toys and tiny trinkets, which are, but are not limited to:

  • A dried alligator head
  • 3 mini race cars
  • a wooden bird
  • a few key chains, ie: a dolphin and Minnie Mouse
  • a lava lamp
  • office bracelets (which are actually just paperclips strung together).

All the madness is scattered in a sea of work papers and random notes and pictures that climb the wall like ivy.

All of these external indicators lead me to believe that this spunky 24 year old never colored grass green, or oranges orange as a kid. She is way out of the box…a little more than I am comfortable with.

The truth is: I adore this woman. She, in fact, is my best girlfriend.

While we have countless external differences, there is a magnetic pull about her that I cannot explain. Maybe it’s the many dimensions of her humor, the voice of honesty that will put a dent in you, her ability to express things at just the right moment, the sincere sweetness that seeps from all she says, the tremendous artistic talent she displays in a myriad of mediums, her one-liners and impressions of other people that thrust me into a full on ab workout, her willingness to say the things I’m ashamed to, her tremendous ability to accept everyone as they are, her loyalty…her grace…her patience… She’s got a candid beauty that oozes from her wildly addictive personality. Anyone who comes in contact with her would say the same.

One thing is for sure…the most profound thing about this woman is her heart. It seeps out and into everything she is, leaving remnants of her pure character and solid integrity behind. She is trustworthy. She is selfless. She is my confidant.

I adore you, my beloved friend. Our differences sharpen me. And just as your desk cannot contain your ‘memorabilia’….this post in no way could contain the magnitude that is YOU. You are amazing and wonderful. Thank you for the fullness of your friendship. I thank God for you every day. I love you, Bets. -g.

This is a picture of Betsy with her two brothers. Thanks Dave and Sarah, for having the coolest daughter alive!

Happy Bundles.

I’ve waited in agony for nearly 2 months for my shipment of wool from Uruguay. (I will spare you the messy details of the delay: Uruguayan airport strikes & Volcano’s spewing ash).  AT LAST! The shipment has arrived!

The brown package greeted me on the dining room table when I got home from work, and I kissed it. I actually kissed it. I am giddy over the thought of my next few nights: happy knitting and movie watching. I’ve got lots of pea pod orders to fulfill!!!

Shout out to my amazing friend Holly Finkle, who spent a diligent hour+ helping me rewind the twisted skeins into perfect round balls. She was not too excited though, when I decided to take her picture.

She eventually gave into my persuasion.

End result: Fat. Happy. Bundles.