Jayme and I hit so many garage sales and thrift stores today.
I got so many quality things including:
two bags, shoes, a jacket, a shirt, a record, a poster, 
and a little glass figurine dino. 
I named him Gregory. 

Oh. We also went to Big Truck Tacos, a local Tex Mex place.


this is reposted from one of my dearest friends whom i consider
better than any little sister i could have had, kaitie.

her reflection on her summer spent in africa:

"I can’t wait to see all that God is going to do with this generation. He is genuinely on the move, claiming back what the enemy has stolen, the world is changing. What we need to realize is that God is greater than all the little things we get caught up on in doctrine and theology, he is love, literally, God is love. So while he cares about those things, and has an opinion, we need to stop concerning ourselves with all the politics and just love people. Everything else will fall into place when we seek first the Kingdom. Why do so many Christians today feel like they have the right to tell someone if they are worthy of the love of God? Oh, you’re homosexual? Fix that and then you can come to church and be loved. Oh, you stole? Let us decide your punishment before you can be accepted into the body. You left your wife? You need to spend this many years in a sea of guilt, then you can be loved. NOO!! This is not our place!!!! Yes, we as a body are called to strengthen one another and hold each other accountable. I will be the first one to tell you that, but it has to come from a place of love! Let him who is without sin cast the first stone. We are not God. We are not the ones who can deal with the sin of others, freely we have received so freely we give. Let the love of God deal with their hearts. People do not respond to a list of do’s and dont’s but they will gladly lay everything down for the love of Christ. It’s time we start showing that love each and every day and stop pretending we’re better than everyone."

I am so proud of you my little love. 


People rarely believe the fact that once upon a time I had
a fully fledged mullet. 

So here is proof.
The mullet in all its glory. 
(note that I clearly rocked an array of purple overalls
and true to oklahoma style: cowboy boots)

1. after a bout with flour. 2. contemplating how truly cool i was. 
3. trying to get a new angle on the pinata at hand. 


watched full house this morning. 
man, it just takes me back.
my favorite part is on the opening credits when they show
dj on her computer...
it is almost the size of my car. 


I just found this picture of my family gardening in my 
class garden at my elementary school. 
I was probably in third or forth grade here... I know I am practically 
the same size now... making me a giant for my grade-- 
I don't want to talk about it. 

I believe my shirt says the word Canada really 
big on it with several maple leaves here and there. 
This shirt knew my future before I did. 

So maybe this shirt was the cause of me moving to Canada to escape 
the draft-- this reason for moving may be what I tell people
to sound more BA. Yes, yes. I know that if there were, in fact, a draft
that I would not be forced to go on account of me being
a girl. 

But anyhow. 
I thought I would post the irony. 
And treat you to this stunning pic of my family. 
The 90's makes everyone look extra cool in my book.
I mean check out the Tomb Raider shirt my brother is rocking.

Look at my face, I was just not having it. 



Last night we had a super amazing and much needed girls outing.
We went to a really fancy restaurant and had GREAT food.
Then we went to our usual cupcake haunt and listened to live music. 

We may have belted a lot of Wicked in the car...

We proceeded to watch Singing in the Rain. 
And best of all... we crammed on a king size bed and talked
about the old days and everything amazingly funny 
that that implies. 

i.love.my.best.friends.


This summer my best friend has been teaching me about the idea of
 "hitting your wall." 
I find myself guilty of relying on my own human strength or ability. 
Thinking that I can do things on my own.
If we all examine our lives we find that many of us are guilty of 
unknowingly relying on ourselves and only running to God when 
things go wrong or when we are in need. 

Hitting your wall is coming to the end of yourself. 
Learning that what you have is never enough.
Knowing that God is all the ability and strength we have. 

This is so much easier said than done. 

At the camp my best friend worked at this summer they pushed the staff so hard,
in every way, so that eventually they would give up and have to rely on God. 

Everyday we get up and go about our daily lives--
even if we are in the Word often most of us 
don't even notice that we are not relying on God. 
We are not pushing ourselves enough to even realize that we 
need Him. 

All in all I don't really know how to write this challenge sufficiently,
but I will end with a personal story.

Recently, I have started running. 
This is a big deal because I HATE running more than most. 
I have never been able to run far... maybe just around the block. 
I went running for the first time in a long time and I told myself that I would run 
from the gate of my backyard, a mile, and keep running until I touched the gate again. 

I started out jammin' to my iPod which created a nice distraction from running. 
About halfway through my music stopped.
I knew it was not the song that had a gap of silence at 
the end because I frequented this playlist. 
I just felt God saying "you have hit your wall, rely on me to get you through
this brutal run-- no music-- just me."

Right when my hands touched the gate of my 
backyard the next song began to play.
 Now whether you want to believe that this was a malfunction of technology 
or something more is up to you. 
But all in all it gave me a chance to hit my wall and have nothing
else in me that could keep on going. 

It forced me to rely on God to get me through. 

Obviously this run was only hitting my physical wall. 
God desires for us to rely on Him in every area of our lives. 

I heard it said recently that 95% of what we have in life was given to us--
things like our family and where we were born-- 
so why do we insist on thinking we 
can do everything on our own?

I challenge you to push yourself and hit your wall 
so you can rely on God for so much more.
I will try and do the same. 



Since I was a little girl my father has read me the infamous Harry Potter books. 
They were very much a part of my coming of age and I still get lost in them
even at 20 years old. 

I believe that the stories are genius. 
Every aspect of the plot is intertwined together with 
ancient language references or twists that would blow your mind. 

I am distraught to think about all the people out there who label
Harry Potter as "evil" without even breaking the bindings to 
witness the intelligence and moral ideals that are placed within these books.

I write on this subject because the final movie comes out tomorrow
and with all the talk about it my friend introduced me to this article. 

If you are a fan... or even a skeptic you should read this article to the end 
it presents ideals that I support that do not even have 
to ultimately deal with the book.

One of my favorite quotes is:

“But listen: we’re free to enjoy the good and the beautiful, even from the most unlikely places. We’re free—and this is huge—to look for the light in people (and things!), to give them the benefit of the doubt, to laud their beauty, to outlove unloveliness–in short, to love as Christ loves us.”







Tonight we celebrated our country's independence overlooking the Mississippi River.
We watched show with old air jets. 
Ate dinner along the river.
AND
watched fireworks over the Mississippi.

There were so many people gathered there to celebrate our country. 
It is odd to think that so many of us have nothing in common. 
Nothing but our heritage and the place we call "home, sweet, home."

Needless to say, it was a very magical 4th of July. 




I find it hilarious and quite telling that every kid I babysit,
 when asked what their favorite song is, will answer "Beat It" by Michael Jackson. 

Is it just me or are kids who have great music taste
just drawn to me?

If you don't already know, funny kids are my favorite


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