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Well, here we are. Let’s review highlights of the events that have taken place since my last post. 

Last weekend: On Friday, I went to the always funny Monkey Butler show. I love watching improv. It’s so much fun and the Monkey Butler groups always deliver. 

Here are some shots from the show:

Soda Jerk

Matthew Hirsch: My improv instructor

Moses Storm: Shopkeep

I then spent the weekend with my Dad and Step-mom which was a lot of fun. It was nice to just hang out and have a relaxed weekend with them. 

Last week: I worked out (whaaat?!), worked, and watched more improv. I went to an improv show at Second City to watch the Thunderdome. It was a fun show with two very funny groups.

This past weekend I went to a girls night where we made pizza and watched The Young Victoria. On Sunday, went to church and then ate a bunch of food and played Mario Kart and Halo, definitely a successful day. 

And now for some poetic relief:  

As I sit, I watch the soft sunlight graze over a gathering of clovers encompassed by a thicket of trees. The wind gently sways the leaves from side to side. Glimmering bands of sunlight dance across the shadows the trees have painted. I then realize I’m just staring at the HD, flat-screen television that sits across from my desk playing a Blu-ray of nature’s scenery. 

And that concludes my attempt at ridiculous poetry.

Los Angeles from my friend's roof

Now for some random thoughts!

Time is such an interesting thing. It is funny to me that time can “fly by” but also in turn “drag on”. I once saw a boy wearing a shirt in high school stating time is the only constant. Though it’s constant, so much of the time it feels to vary in speed (at least to me). It always seems like when you are enjoying something the time seems to speed past, but when there is not much going on the time painfully ticks on and you can feel every second slowly drudge on. 

 As I sit and think about time, I think about patience and how patience is hard. Patience is a lesson I will continually be a student of. Then, as I sit and whine about how hard patience is, I think about how incredibly patient God is. I mean, we are talking some serious patience on His end. Whenever I stray, He is patiently waiting for my return to His arms. When I am broken, He is patient as He gently puts the pieces back together. When I am frustrated, He patiently waits and offers peace. When I am struggling, He is patient and leads me back to Him. I fail daily, yet the Lord still loves me and still delights in me and for that I am eternally grateful.     

I think that's about it. Happy Monday!

-rita