Elephants, elephants. I hope I get to meet one or two someday. One named Horton, who heard a who, and one named Mindy-Sue. Oh one day, perhaps when I ride a boat to Zambia, I may meet an elephant, and perhaps two - - -

One named Horton who heard a who, and another named Mindy-Sue.

New York for Thanksgiving

A funny thing I heard this weekend,

"You know, a funny thing about racoons,
if you kick 'em, they fly."

hahahaha. Thanks to Rich Jennings :)

A wish

HaPPy HaPPy ThanKsGiving!!!!

To all my family, that I will miss so much on Thanksgiving!!! I love you.
Especially watching the Thanksgiving Day parade with all of you, and cooking up a storm in our messy, messy, and most beloved kitchen. I hope everyone has a wonderful time, Happy Thanksgiving! To grandma and grandpa too, thanks for coming all the way to Delaware for Thanksgiving! I will be home this weekend to see you!

Guess what? I might have a white Thanksgiving. I thought mom would enjoy that.
much love, and many kisses! -kate-rie-pie

Thanks to Architecture in Helsinki - who wrote the music that my models will walk to at the fashion show in May. Heart it Races -

Thank you dear Australian band. -kw

Thank you

"Do you realize....that you have the most beautiful face?
Do you realize that everyone you know someday must die.
And instead of saying all of your 'goodbyes',
Let them know you realize that life goes fast, its hard to make
the good things last, you realize that when sun done gone down
its just an illusion caused by the world....spinning round."

thanks to the flaming lips

furrowed brow

Hello.
I am in Alison Hall. The home to all Apparel Design majors. We sew all night. I came downstairs from room 305 to 205 for a moment of sanity. Before, I was fraying red strips of fabric to place into the pintucks of a vest that will look like it came from an ethnic, outlandish adventure.

I had to get away for a second and pray. There were more than a few girls in my apparel design major sewing away, and making more progress than me. Then Maddie accidentally cut into her bodice while she was cutting out a pair of pants. She wasn't supposed to cut there, and she spent many hours on that bodice the other night. I know, cause I was here with her. She looked like she would go crazy. I felt like I would go crazy along with her. I couldn't touch her, I thought she might explode like a landmine. My whole body is scrunched up inside like what a gathering stitch does to fabric when pulled its tightest. It's a chaotic and unnerving feeling that was only made worse by being in Al Hall 305 and listening to pumping techno music. And not getting much done.

When I need to get things done, and I am not....I know that there is something that I forgot. I NEED TO PRAY. IN ALL THINGS, ESPECIALLY THIS, I NEED TO PRAY.

A good constant reminder for myself: lest I lose my head....
I cannot do any of the things that I am gifted for without the loving,
outstretched hand of my Father who gives me all His strength and
love and success. The Holy Spirit is the One who does it.
All of this, is a gift. And if the Lord will bless me now, when I
call out to Him - then everything I do now in my work will praise
Him. HOORAY. Now Lord, please give me your peace.

"I have my life."

What a thought. Is life a possession? Is it a gift given or a gift to give? I am not trying to be profound or confusing. Lately I have wondered about life. What does my life mean? Since I have it, what should I do with it? And why should any of us think we have nothing of value - even if all we have is life, barely breathing?

I never understood what people meant when they said that since Jesus gave His life for us, we should give our lives to Him. I think I want to give my life to Him. Do you know why? Think of this: What if you live longer than He ever lived? He was the Son of God with a purpose from the Father. But for me to live longer and on my own agenda? What a skewed balance. It does not seem right to me. I can't stop all of these thoughts. Because I want Him to have my life, but not with my fake allegiance and fake surrender to Him.

The picture above represents the place where I am going to live in the near future. I don't know if I would be there except for Him. But I just think - is that giving Him my life? What is giving life and what does that encompass? Lord, help us to know your heart.

"I love shopping for men's clothing"

I went to church this morning and Alex came.
Some lovely sights met my eyes when I walked in the door.
There were about 7 of them. They were exciting, moving, running, smiling, jumping, and limbering up for the service. It was Dave, Mary, Peter, Julia, Katherine, Susanna, and Timothy Quayle!
They came home from Germany to visit for almost 2 weeks. I told Mary Quayle a long time ago that she should have lots of children because they are so beautiful. Perhaps.......I value beauty more highly than I should. But not only are they beautiful, they have inherited Mary's gentleness and her soft and quiet spirit. I love Mary. She is quite a wonderful person.

The children are loving and unafraid of being kind to strangers. It was super that they remembered who I was...or a couple of them, and the rest just followed suit by letting me hold them and hug them and love them. The girls had on little skirts and blouses that looked very old German. Does that make sense? Well, it doesn't matter much, because no one reads this blog. Not yet at least.
Church was lovely.

I need to go. I am drafting patterns for the menswear in my collection. I design clothing. I am a senior in apparel design, and it has taken over my life this semester. I love it, enjoy it, but miss the sleep. much love and sincerity - kw

Sincerely

I went to a show tonight at the barn and I was really excited. It has been a crazy week (once again) with school. I did not go to bed two nights out of this week, and I continue to be sick with something, I can't figure it out. So tonight, was a beautiful change. I was excited to see the new "no name Palkovitz" band, since they all are practically palkovitz (what is the plural for that name?) and very talented people indeed. They played a couple songs, and I enjoyed them! I am looking forward to hearing more.

But something else exciting happened. This band called Bradley Hathaway played, and I sincerely loved them. Just this week, I was complaining about how there are few Christian bands that play the music that I love to listen to. Those are either too contemporary, too normal, and just plain ol' cookie cutter bands. Because of that, I listen to mostly secular. Which I don't think there's anything wrong with....but you'd think more people who honor the Lord would play music! I don't find a lot of creativity. So perhaps I should look harder, but tonight, I wasn't expecting it, and I found one! I got to talk to the guys in the band and tell them this, and that I really appreciated their music. They are from Arkansas, Utah, and Oregon, and they just all met together 2 weeks ago to play for the first time.
They didn't sound like they had only played together for two weeks. Oh man, they are good.
A smart little photo of sweet tea. I love the drink. It's my favorite of all time.

-kw

Oh happy day

Dear Reader,
I like this color. It reminds me of the ocean. This is my second attempt at becoming a blogger.
I hope it works! My name is Kate Weber, I am not sure if blogspot shows that in my profile....or if I have a real profile. I asked Nat Weber to show me how this works.
She knows everything useful. And she encompasses the coolness I know in the world.
well, here I go - I'll save another post for another rainy day.
sincerely,
kw