A good friend of Tim’s family died last night. He was young (around my age, I think?). He had a cancerous brain tumor for a long time. He lived 6 years longer than the doctors said he would, so for that the family was thankful. He just had so many ups and downs, came close to dying so many times and bounced back, that it seemed like this time, even though it looked bad, he would probably defy all the doctors and bounce back again. Not so. His funeral is on Wednesday. Tim and I will be in the Bahamas. Tim’s parents and Aleisha will be in Hawaii. Jennifer will be the only one of us who gets to go to the funeral. Everybody’s taking it pretty hard, as you can imagine. I didn’t know him or his family well, but they are such good people, and an incredibly strong family given what they’ve been dealing with. Every time you see them, you wouldn’t know that one of them was dying. Maybe because they’ve been dealing with it so long that they know living in fear/sadness is no way to live. They still had to enjoy their lives as much as they could.

I am at a loss for words on how to express what I am feeling right now. It’s amazing how hard you can be hit when someone you hardly know dies. I guess it’s hard knowing how big a part he was of the lives of people close to me, and knowing how hard it is for them to cope with this. The sentence “This is so sad,” keeps wanting to make its way from my head to my keyborad, but it just seems like such a vast understatement. I hate having feelings that I lack the vocabulary to express. Not that the vocabulary necessarily exists, but I could explain what I’m feeling right no so much better if it did.

For Chris, my prayer is this: Thank god your pain is over and you are now in paradise. You impacted lives in ways you may never know. May those who know and love you be comforted by your memory as they continue their lives without the joy of seeing your face light up on a daily basis. You will be missed deeply. May you now rest in peace knowing that you made the world a better place during the short time you were here.

Another Survey

1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4: ~ “down and steady the offending object, an old-fashioned wooden” –The Nanny Diaries

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?: ~ The weird cabinet thing at the end of my desk that I use, not as a cabinet, but as more desk surface space

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?: ~ part of the Friends where rachel is having her baby (background for cleaning the house)

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time it is?: ~ 2:22 pm

5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: ~ 2:21pm woah.

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?: ~ the machines in the print shop.

7: When did you last step outside?: ~ at lunch. I just stepped inside about 15 minutes ago.

8: What are you wearing?: ~ skirt, flip-flops, shirt, watch, 2 rings, locket from Tim, earring

9: What are your plans for tomorrow?: ~ work and then bachelorette night

10. What did you dream about last night?: ~ my wedding. what else?

11: When did you last laugh?: ~ at lunch

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?: ~ boss’s artwork, paint, pictures of kids, pictures by kids, work-related schedule-type stuff

13: Seen anything weird lately?: ~ a child covered in plastic leis. more cute than weird, actually

14: What song best describes your current mood?: ~ I’m so excited! and I just can’t hide it!

15: What was the last film you saw?: ~ Brian Regan: I Walked on the Moon

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: a house/apartment/piso in Barcelona

17: Tell me something about you that I don’t know: ~ I have a slight headache right now

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?: ~ I’d make it less expensive to travel, but without taking away the economic benefit countries get from tourism

19: Do you like to dance?: ~ love it. especially when I’ve been drinking

20: George Bush: ~ strategery

21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?: ~ Emily Autumn

22: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?: ~ Jacob Randall

23: Would you ever consider living abroad?: ~ for part of the year, yes.

That’s what I’d do if I had a dead dog named peanuts!

And the quote of the day yesterday went to Aleisha (see subject).

It’s weird when I remember that my wedding will be the last time I see Aleisha in 6 months. With all the wedding-hype, I haven’t really had a lot of time to focus on her leaving. She’s a great little sis and a fabulous shopping buddy, and I’m really going to miss her. It will be good that Jenn and I will be hanging out more – she is a wonderful big sis, and I don’t spend as much time with her as I’d like to. Why it should take Aleisha going on a 6-month mission trip to bring us closer together, I don’t know, but I am looking forward to some Audrey-Jenn bonding time.

because it makes me smile

The way things are these days, no matter how physically beautiful we are, most of us can only point out what’s wrong with our bodies. We need to lose weight, we need a new haircut, we need clearer skin, etc. So here’s what you have to do. You have to tell me three things about your body that make you gorgeous — your three most attractive physical features. And you are absolutely not allowed to insult any other part of your body or use ’em as a backhanded comment … for example, “I have a nice waist, which is good because it sets off my ugly butt.” No pointing out the features you hate, only the features you love about your body. This is all about bragging.

1. My eyes – they are pretty blue and I have always loved them. I like them even more now that Tim has described them using a line from one of my favorite movies of all time: “eyes like the sea after a storm”
2. My hair/skin color after much sun exposure. Tan skin + extra blonde hair = sun goddess Audrey
3. My feet. They are chubby with short little toes, and I think they’re so cute.

starts with an “F” and ends with “uck” and it’s not “Firetruck”

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