Wednesday, December 19, 2012


Okay. I hate winter.
But the snow is absolutely beautiful.
As of late I've been in the habit of wearing my slippers to school. It's worked out great so far.
Christmas is in 6 days. That means 6 DAYS TIL I GET TO TALK TO MY BROTHER!!! :)
Also, Mexico is in 4 weeks and 2 days. So excited.
And this is the 3rd day in a row that I've blogged. Weird. Enjoy this while it lasts.
And Now.
Beautiful Sky? Check.
(And mountains)
Snow? Check.
Basketball Highlight Pictures? Yes.
Sam makes lovely faces.
The little girl likes to grind on me?
Beth got a little scared.
I don't always play basketball, but when I do I'm high.
Sometimes my cousins visit. :)
Sometimes I go to Temple Square when it's snowing.

Well, that's all for now. :) Have a wonderful night.

Monday, December 17, 2012


I'm going to Mexico in just over 4 weeks. I'm so so excited.
So I felt like this song was appropriate

And I decided maybe I should start writing in my blog again.. more often at least.
Thoughts of late.
-But when I hear your name? I feel rain falling right out of the blue sky...
--Seriously though, that song is so good.
-It's supposed to storm big tonight... I kinda want snow. Don't tell anyone I said that, I'll deny it all.
-Sometimes I only get like 4 hours of sleep, but I'm in a good mood all day because of something I found out. :)

Completely unrelated, I miss my brother. But I'm so proud of him.
It seems that time is going by just too fast though, all of a sudden I have to grow up. It's weird.

One thing I've learned is that you have to keep moving forward, never give up. The Lord will take care of everything. :)

Sunday, December 16, 2012


Sometimes it comes back. In flashbacks.
Sometimes I don't know anything about the future, or maybe that's because I know everything.
Sometimes I stay up too late, or drive way too fast with the radio on way too loud.
Sometimes, when it rains, I go outside because it reminds me of promises.
Or look at the stars because of past pain.
Sometimes I think about what it was like last Christmas, or the Christmas before. Each one over the last three years has been completely different. And I never saw a single one coming like it did.
I get caught in the moment, lost in the flashback, stuck in the pain, or feeling that longing feeling in the smile.

I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic, awful, beautiful life.