What I did this Week: actually took a picture for every day this week

  That was a long title. There is something terrifying about typing a title when you know the title space does not have spell check. And I'm not sure why I thought that was relevant.

  Here goes. Sunday morning I made pumpkin cinnamon rolls because I knew fall was fast approaching and I and love pumpkin.

 

   Monday I cleaned my sewing area, and I never clean so that was remarkable.

 

  Tuesday I worked on my driver's safety course. Truly thrilling stuff.

 

  Wednesday I made the breakfast of heroes. Eggs, potatoes, sausage and fried cornbread.

 

  Thursday I ran for the first time in months.

 

  Friday I cut out some fabric.

 

  Today I cut out more fabric.

 

And so went my week!

I'm Ready for the Fall

  Oddly enough, I have looked forward to the coming of fall this year. I am always reluctant to let summer go. But this time, I'm ready for the colors to turn to gold and to chrome.

Remember to Hope

   Now, I am learning to remember to hope. That is something never thought I would have to do. For so long, I did my best to shut out the world with all its horror. And then its ugliness leapt into my life, bursting my bubble, forcing my to come face to face with it in an up close personal way I did not want to. Once the bubble broke and life became unpleasant, it became easy to surrender to cynicism. Why try and imagine the world will ever be better when its easer to believe it will only get worse?
  There is a grain of truth in believing the world is in a downward spiral. This world is fallen, after all. But the God who made this world did not just leave it to decay once mankind corrupted the perfection He created.  And in that, I remember to hope. I remember that there is a God who holds this world in His hands, and He is good even when I cannot see it. Even though the world is a terrible place at time, it will be redeemed. It will be made new.

 

We Don't Know the Meaning of Fear

   Friday. I watched my baby sister run, arms open wide, to the edge of the ocean. She splashed in, at first with a little trepidation. But once the ocean became familiar, she knew no fear. Jumping and falling. Drinking the water in and spitting it out. Her innocence kept her mind from the danger surrounding her.
  I stepped into the ocean with my sister and watched her play. I envied her some; her lack of fear. She knew nothing but the of the sky, of the sand, of the salt and the joy thereof. And she embraced the ocean as fully as she could.

What I did this Week: The Beach

  This week, my family and I went to the beach, for the first time this summer.

  Monday, my brothers and I watched Nacho Libre.

 

   Wednesday, I made pretzel rolls.

 

   Thursday, my Dad and I went fishing.

 

   Friday, the whole family went to the beach.

 

   And today, I made chili.

 

And so went my week!

What I did this Week: doing

  This post feels incredibly slap-dash, and that is mostly because I did not take pictures everyday. But here goes anyways.

  Sunday, we were still at my Dad's Uncle's.

 

  Monday, I finished reading A Tale of Two Cities.

 

   Tuesday, I made corn-dogs. A food I discovered have an interesting and suprisingly local history.

 

  Wednesday I made sandwiches.

 



  And since Friday was my brother's birthday, I made Texas Sheet-Cake.

 

And so was my week!



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Screaming out in all the lines of nature.

Each note scribbled in the margins.

Wanting to be seen.
The smoldering sky waiting for the sun's kiss.

The ghost of the shadow Venus casts when there are none to compete.

The razor-sharp silhouettes cutting the horizon.

The shade of blue to which the name midnight does not do justice.
Beauty that shatters the heart and burns veins with its shards.
To prove there is more than chance.
Something that comes from Someone.

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Adventures in Denton

  Last week, when my family and I went out of town, some of my cousins, some of my brothers, and I went to the square in downtown Denton. And as we are apt to do, we hung our and acted our shoe size.

Nothing scarier than a singing Bill Clinton doll.

If you find a creepy mirror in a basement, you should take a picture in it.

These members of my family fan-girled over Kristoff

What I did this Week: late again

  For the past three days, I have been without the internet, which was a good thing. In my wifi-less state though, I was unable to blog and this post is late. So here goes.

 

  Sunday was my last day helping with the 1st and 2nd grade Sunday school class. The past year has been a lot of fun and I am going to miss these kids.

 

  Monday I went to the fabric store.

 

  Tuesday, I made dry shampoo.

 





  Wednesday, I made sister a skirt and bow out of fabric she picked out. Being two, the fabric covered with little images of chips, guacamole, and salsa was the one she liked the most.

 

  Thursday I over-packed for a weekend trip.

 

  Friday, we saw some of our cousins.

 

  Saturday we saw more family when we went to my Dad's Uncles, but I forgot to take pictures of them.

 

  Now I will be guilty of a shameless plug. Jon Foreman came out with the third EP in his new series and if you are reading this, check it out. Here is a song to whet your appetite.

 

And so went my week.