Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Be


Multiple times over the last week or so, I've wanted to get a tattoo. Just, up and get one. To blow off everyone else and their expectations and every belief I may or may not have and just be true to MYSELF.

I'm not going to actually go through with it
(although, when my brothers and sisters show off their new tats, I start contemplating what mine would look like...).
Does painful self-mutilation sound appealing? At times.
I guess I'd like to step outside of myself
and start over.

Instead of a tattoo, I'm moving to a new apartment, starting work on one of my life-long goals and buying an
expensive necklace that reminds me to be
true to MYSELF.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

It's beginning to look a lot like....

It snowed! My first snowfall of my first holiday season being back in America!
This is the view from my front door--can you see my car out there? I had a wonderful time last night, driving through the snowstorm to dinner and my little brother's high school musical with a really great guy. It's beginning to look like I will enjoy dating new people. Nice to know that my heart is still open to falling in love again.
Before the snow melts, I've got to
1) have a crazy-fun snowball fight 
2) go sledding
3) drink hot chocolate and see the lights at Temple Square
4) make popcorn balls and sleep by the fireplace at the cabin

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Brilliant!

Sarah Rhoads Photography is my new favorite blog. This couple-photography-team have a PASSION for life and people and pictures, and they share it all online! I wish I lived in Seattle, I want to meet them!

Little Bug, love yourself.


My sweet daddy saved me dinner. I drove to his house after rehearsal and devoured tacos with homemade pico de gallo, plus he grilled me up a quesadilla. Then, we made hot fudge sundaes, with the fudge melted in the bottom of the bowl before dumping a scoop of icecream on the top.
We stayed up past midnight talking about life (particularly my life) and relationships (particularly my relationships). He makes me feel so sure of myself. He is my oldest and most encouraging cheerleader. He hugged me a great big papa bear hug and pretty much set the things I've been mulling over straight enough to make heads and tails of what I'm trying to do here in life.