it was a clear black night, a clear white moon
alex the great (sunday 6:09 PM): are you ready for an all-nighter? an all-nighter consisting of everything we do. cake, coldstone, afternoon delight, movies, driving, fun? cause it's tonight. me, you, and brad before you two leave me.
so far (monday 4:31 AM)...
fight for shotgun
bracelets
emergency potty breaks
slurpees
charlie bartlett
cakies
never-ending playlist
panic-anic attack
onesies
snow
deep convos
fear and loathing
imdb
bag feet
baby in frying pan
bad-a cops
maverick...twice
easter bunny doesn't exist
mcdonald's
shed extravaganza
the lost key
and now (9:51 AM)...
cheerios
definitely, maybe
winding down (2:54 PM)...
lunch with Jesus
slamming head in car door. countless times. just brad.
EFY music
the arctic tundra.
still awake
lack of hunger
shut up and drive
so far (monday 4:31 AM)...
fight for shotgun
bracelets
emergency potty breaks
slurpees
charlie bartlett
cakies
never-ending playlist
panic-anic attack
onesies
snow
deep convos
fear and loathing
imdb
bag feet
baby in frying pan
bad-a cops
maverick...twice
easter bunny doesn't exist
mcdonald's
shed extravaganza
the lost key
and now (9:51 AM)...
cheerios
definitely, maybe
winding down (2:54 PM)...
lunch with Jesus
slamming head in car door. countless times. just brad.
EFY music
the arctic tundra.
still awake
lack of hunger
shut up and drive
For your listening pleasure, once again.
I have a friend who will put a smile on your face.
Her music will touch your soul.
Katie Brandeburg will complete your day.
Click here to listen. Enjoy.
Her music will touch your soul.
Katie Brandeburg will complete your day.
Click here to listen. Enjoy.
this summer...
spring river. sunday lunch at grandma's. my sister. tropical sno. starry southern nights. concerts. flip flops. arkansas rainstorms. the lake. time with jack. barbecue. family. getting back to it all.
Two weeks left...
I will be packing up the remnants of my life in Utah. Coming here last August, I didn't know what to expect. I was searching for meaning, clarity, and hope. I have found all three of these, and feel as though it is time to go back to where I started not that long ago. Being here, I have been blessed and inspired by so many. I have put my heart out there, and have learned the reasons behind certain things not working out. It has made me stronger. It has helped me understand the meaning of unanswered prayers. I am embarking on this journey with high hopes, and knowing I'm not alone. Ever. Leaving is very bittersweet. I am ready to get back, but the thought of leaving certain people behind, well, overwhelms me. These people have helped me realize how strong I am. The things I have endured through are greater than anything I ever thought possible. But I did it. I will never be able to fully explain to them the great impact which they have made on my life. I am scared, but I know I can conquer this fear. It is another chapter in my life that I will grow and learn from.
It will be great, and I am ready.
a breath of fresh air
this past weekend ashton and i had the opportunity to road trip down to st. george with one of my new favorite people, mark. we went for our other friend marc's farewell talk, but didn't expect the plethora of fun we encountered.
it started with me leaving my phone in provo. on purpose. i needed to get away.
5 hours and 3 flying j's later, we arrived in st. george...at 5:00 a.m. saturday morning.
i woke up 2 hours later to crying babies and what not.
2 hours after that the rest of the group woke up as well.
we went with marc's family to breakfast and then...
we prepared to drive towards las vegas to the "ranch". i'll admit, i was quite nervous. i didn't know what to expect at this so-called ranch.
when we got there i immediately envisioned a horror movie.
desert. miles from civilization. one mexican.
i was fearing for my life...for a moment.
ashton and i proceeded to take a cruise on the paddle boat, which was broken. thank goodness for the wind, or we would've been stuck in the middle of lindsey lake. the water was slightly colder than the arctic tundra, or i may have jumped in.
after a good while on the paddle boat ashton, mark, marc, and myself took a drive over to see the animals.
horses. donkeys. mini horses. llamas. cows.
tina and bobby, the llamas, would not leave us alone. bobby kept following us everywhere, and i was just waiting for him to spit on us. tina kept staring at us out of the corner of her eye...plotting her next move.
that kept us entertained for at least 47 minutes before we headed back to the lake. at that point we were exhausted from only 2ish hours of sleep. mark, ashton, and i ended up in the van. asleep.
before i knew it we were heading back to st. george.
that night we (the main 4 and 3 others we met) went to the "glowstick cave". this was probably the most fun out of the trip. we had to climb down jagged rocks into this cave until it opened up into an open area. we then busted open 35 glowsticks and sprayed them everywhere, including all over ourselves. then, in the dark with only glowstick goo camouflaging us, we played hide and seek. i suggest everyone does this at some point.
after a couple hours we headed back home. hit up the hot tub. jumped in the freezing pool. slept.
sunday morning we woke up at noon after sleeping in the most comfortable bed.
we went to marc's talk, then we all came back to his house where his parents had cooked amazing food.
barbecue. ribs. brisket. potato salad. baked beans. cornbread. heaven.
once our food digested a bit we all went to the temple. took great pictures. napped in the grass. went to the visitors' center. it was wonderful, so peaceful. so warm.
not long after we began our trek back to provo. on the way home ashton and i had a great talk with mark, who has inspired me more than he'll ever know. i love pure, honest conversations.
sorry for the novel, even though it could've been longer. this trip was very much needed.
thanks for reading.
it started with me leaving my phone in provo. on purpose. i needed to get away.
5 hours and 3 flying j's later, we arrived in st. george...at 5:00 a.m. saturday morning.
i woke up 2 hours later to crying babies and what not.
2 hours after that the rest of the group woke up as well.
we went with marc's family to breakfast and then...
we prepared to drive towards las vegas to the "ranch". i'll admit, i was quite nervous. i didn't know what to expect at this so-called ranch.
when we got there i immediately envisioned a horror movie.
desert. miles from civilization. one mexican.
i was fearing for my life...for a moment.
ashton and i proceeded to take a cruise on the paddle boat, which was broken. thank goodness for the wind, or we would've been stuck in the middle of lindsey lake. the water was slightly colder than the arctic tundra, or i may have jumped in.
after a good while on the paddle boat ashton, mark, marc, and myself took a drive over to see the animals.
horses. donkeys. mini horses. llamas. cows.
tina and bobby, the llamas, would not leave us alone. bobby kept following us everywhere, and i was just waiting for him to spit on us. tina kept staring at us out of the corner of her eye...plotting her next move.
that kept us entertained for at least 47 minutes before we headed back to the lake. at that point we were exhausted from only 2ish hours of sleep. mark, ashton, and i ended up in the van. asleep.
before i knew it we were heading back to st. george.
that night we (the main 4 and 3 others we met) went to the "glowstick cave". this was probably the most fun out of the trip. we had to climb down jagged rocks into this cave until it opened up into an open area. we then busted open 35 glowsticks and sprayed them everywhere, including all over ourselves. then, in the dark with only glowstick goo camouflaging us, we played hide and seek. i suggest everyone does this at some point.
after a couple hours we headed back home. hit up the hot tub. jumped in the freezing pool. slept.
sunday morning we woke up at noon after sleeping in the most comfortable bed.
we went to marc's talk, then we all came back to his house where his parents had cooked amazing food.
barbecue. ribs. brisket. potato salad. baked beans. cornbread. heaven.
once our food digested a bit we all went to the temple. took great pictures. napped in the grass. went to the visitors' center. it was wonderful, so peaceful. so warm.
not long after we began our trek back to provo. on the way home ashton and i had a great talk with mark, who has inspired me more than he'll ever know. i love pure, honest conversations.
sorry for the novel, even though it could've been longer. this trip was very much needed.
thanks for reading.
days gone by and what not
So this picture basically sums up every day of the last month I've went without posting a blog.
I am without a computer these days due to an irreversible hard drive crash. I am dealing with it, though. This is the reason I rarely update this here blog, but I'll try to do better.
I went to the Draper Temple again. It was just as amazing, if not more.
I've thought a lot about the last 2 years of my life. I have made countless mistakes...and in doing so I've lost the friendship of someone I hold dear to my heart. I hope that I'm beginning to do away with that part of my life, and focus more on being a positive influence and helping people. Maybe one day things will be okay again...but until then I wish that person the most happiness.
That was just on my mind tonight...nothing else
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