Odd juxiposition

I've always wanted to use that word...Juxiposition. I'm not even sure if I'm using it right, I think I am. An unfortunate event of illness occured with one of my dear friends, Megan, that left us sitting in the ER for an ungodly amount of time waiting. If you want God to teach you patience or just how to wait - be specific and leave any possibility of sitting in the ER as an object lesson out. Anyway. Megan will be okay. that little rant had to do with where I was at the time I made a mental note on odd juxipositions.

Menonites.

There's a certain surrealness to them. Home made dresses, Amishlike in a lot of their ways but with celphones and high end sneakers. There were a few Menonites in the ER and I couldn't help watch them. It was just a very odd thing for me to see. Living in Pensacola you see them a lot but I just can't quite get over how a very old fashion, strick lifestyle finds itself mingling in with the modern. New Sketchers under a homemade, extremely modest dress. A Cingular Razor held next to ears and hair that's hidden underneath a bonnet. Juxiposition? Lack of sleep? Bored at work?