Motionless

This song sings to my soul. I cherish every moment. Every second. <3

What the heck

Life. We plan, we scheme, we chart. We keep schedules, make appointments, create deadlines. But does it work out like that? No. It doesn't. Why? Why doesn't life work out the way we want it to? The way we plan for it to. Why don't things happen within the deadlines we set? Why doesn't life keep up with our charted out schedules?

I'm feeling a bit frustrated, and upset at life. Its not working out like I wanted.

As my plans keep unfurling, I'm starting to realize that it isn't supposed to work out the way we want. That's what makes it life. Our Plan A crumbles into a pile of nothing, and what are we left with? Well, a mess to sweep up. But also we are left with the realization that we aren't in control.

So, I'm not in control. Crap. Now what?

When I was thinking about plans, and life, and how it just doesn't seem to be working out at all, I thought about a verse I found when my parents were going through their divorce.

Matthew 6:31-34 "... do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat? or 'What shall we drink? or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly father knows that you need them. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."

What an amazing verse. One of my favorite parts in when it gives the example of the lily. Take any flower. Even just a little grass weed flower. The delicate petals gracefully wrap themselves around the yellow heart of the masterpiece. A perfect combination. God dresses the flowers so excellently. Weeds suck, and we try to kill them. We are so much more important then weeds. If He cares so much about a little weed, to make it so beautiful, just think what He wants to do for us?

I'm starting my quest of letting to and letting the master planner take control of my schedule.

Only The Young

I think the best part about being young is making memories. Climbing old bridges, getting lost, forgetting matches at a bbq, laughing till we cry and snort, and just being awesome. I love being young.




There so much life ahead of me.
So many opportunities.
So many memories to be made.

I left my heart in Yosemite

Well. After a week of hiking, fishing, dirt, sore muscles, flower hunting, late nights, and wildlife, I'm finally home. It was an amazing experience to trek through the beautiful park. I enjoyed myself completely. I found my favorite flower as well! Wild lupine is the more beautiful flower I have ever seen. It blankets meadows and dots river sides in Yosemite. It was spectacular to hike along the purple stalks spreading out into the distance.



Someday I will have Lupine along the fence in my backyard. Blue, yellow, red, pink and purple. Lupine comes in all the colors of the rainbow. Its beautiful.

My favorite part of the trip however was spending 24 hours a day with Chad. I love it. Hiking, fishing and sleeping next to him the whole trip was amazing. My boyfriend is the best.

One thing that did stink about the trip was that I got cold. Everynight I was shivering. BRR! I have found a solution to this problem however.

This little Pig....

If I were an animal, I would be a pig.
Cute, spunky, dirty, and delicious.




I want one. It would be so much fun to have a little pig running though the house, digging around in the laundry and making little pig noises. We would be a perfect pair. Eating our hearts out, taking mud baths and laying in the summer sun. I would name her Rosie or Tulip. Someday I will have a little piggy of my own.

Sad Phone

Well. Chad is gone. For a whole week. Im dying. My phone is going to be textless for a whole week. Boo. This is sad.

Awesome possum

La Roux has amazing hair.



I want her hair.