entry 20: I have a website

Point your browser in this direction: http://sethwright.weebly.com/

An official domain name will come in time.  As of now though going through weebly is perfectly suffcient.

entry 19: reminder

Conflict resolution hurts sometimes.

entry 16: 04.2007 – 04.2008

- 2k debt paid off
- moved from participating in a house church to leading one
- our house church was specifically selected to work in a HIV/AIDS hospice in South Africa
- Emilie has someone she mentors unofficially
- I have someone I mentor officially
- Emilie and I have read two worldview shaping books together
- I was able to watch one of my favorite bands perform live (interpol)
- Emilie was able to watch one of her favorite bands perform live (matchbox twenty)
- Emilie and I have been able to spend quite a bit of time with her grandparents in south florida learning from an older generations wisdom.
- Moved into 2/2 with Matt my brother-in-law

etc.

entry 7: pan’s labyrinth

So I finally got around to watching this film today. I have seen only a few other movies that portray the ugliness and beauty of humanity as well as this.

Give it a go if you can handle some pretty gruesome violence.

entry 4: wine buying antics

Last night Emilie and I celebrated our one month anniversary.

Among many other happenings that went down this night one particular incident has changed my life forever.

As we were driving around greater Orlando we drove by a privately owned liquor store and at that moment we both had the idea of enjoying some wine together.

Admittedly, we both are not experts on the complexity of wine (to what extent you will find out later) but we do at least know what merlot, pinot noir, caberet savignon, chardonay, white zinfindel, riesling, champagne and a common blush wine taste like.

Upon entering this particular store however was a bit overwhelming. For one it was quite a large place that was for the most part adorned with art deco and various other intricate ornamentation. It was somewhat impressive. We eventually found our way to the wine and found ourselves in the middle of the daunting task of the reciprocal question “what wine do you want to drink?” that for a time had no answer. Some time later we decided on what we would take to the register. The oldest bottle we cared to find, a 2001 Louis Jadot. We were both clueless on how it would taste.

At the register, I asked for an opinion of the bottle we decided on. What we got was a language I didn’t know existed. I can only assume that this worker realized how stunned and confused Emilie and I looked when he sunk to our level and said “Just let it breathe. It’ll be fine”.

I’m pretty sure this is going to be a regular part of my vocabulary.

“My house is burning down! Someone call for help!”

“Just let it breathe. It’ll be fine”