there is a boy in my class who bought a stuffed animal from d.i.
hopefully it wasn't the same stuffed animal that I once met.
it was about fifteen years ago.
and I really had to pee.
I couldn't find a bathroom.
that is all.
11.23.2011
8.28.2011
home.
I will never cease to love this song.
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zero's - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.
and the french man who posts such wonderful videos.
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zero's - A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.
and the french man who posts such wonderful videos.
8.02.2011
confession
I'm kind of embarrassed to say this but. . .
i have not yet seen harry potter 7 part 2.
but, don't worry. don't worry.
tonight at 7pm that statement will no longer be true.
7.12.2011
6.06.2011
SUMMER.
so, today is my first day of summer.
huzzah.
hello,
weddings
cleaning
moving
hiking
the winds
the winds
portland
cali
beaches
biking
organizing
painting
driving
climbing
climbing
relaxing
playing
reading
slack-lining
i seriously needed you.
welcome. please stay for a while.
5.07.2011
4.12.2011
dear randy,
I will always remember you
I will always remember when you taught me year after year in primary
I will always remember how you helped me learn the articles of faith
I will always remember the moments you made me laugh
I will always remember how you made me look forward to halloween even more
I will always remember how you didn't like my black car and how you liked my red car better
I will always remember how you pretended that you spied on me and my doorstep moments in high school (you were just making that up, right?)
I will always remember how when you play or sing, you bring tears to my eyes
I will always remember your caring smile
But most of all,
I will always remember how you made me feel.
Loved.
I will always remember when you taught me year after year in primary
I will always remember how you helped me learn the articles of faith
I will always remember the moments you made me laugh
I will always remember how you made me look forward to halloween even more
I will always remember how you didn't like my black car and how you liked my red car better
I will always remember how you pretended that you spied on me and my doorstep moments in high school (you were just making that up, right?)
I will always remember how when you play or sing, you bring tears to my eyes
I will always remember your caring smile
But most of all,
I will always remember how you made me feel.
Loved.
Thank you for loving me, Randy.
You are missed and loved.
We'll do our best to take care of your children and wife.
{looking forward to hearing you sing again}
3.24.2011
3.15.2011
2.26.2011
2.20.2011
one million, fifty-one thousand, two-hundred minutes.
17,520 hours. 730 days. 24 months.
Yeah, two years is kind of a long time.
But when it's over, it feels like it was simply a blink of an eye.
Or that it never happened; maybe it was simply a dream.
However, I have learned how important that two years was.
To grow, to learn, to love, to serve, and to miss.
And it was worth it.
It was hard.
But, worth it.
Yeah, two years is kind of a long time.
But when it's over, it feels like it was simply a blink of an eye.
Or that it never happened; maybe it was simply a dream.
However, I have learned how important that two years was.
To grow, to learn, to love, to serve, and to miss.
And it was worth it.
It was hard.
But, worth it.
You'll be okay.
You're strong.
And things will work out.
I love you.
1.15.2011
ninja greg
soooo,
yesterday, during 'good news', one second grade friend shared that he had karate that day.
"awesome," i said, "my husband knows karate."
another second grade friend: "then why does he work HERE?"
it's true: greg, with all of his karate experience, is wasting his time as our school janitor.
yesterday, during 'good news', one second grade friend shared that he had karate that day.
"awesome," i said, "my husband knows karate."
another second grade friend: "then why does he work HERE?"
it's true: greg, with all of his karate experience, is wasting his time as our school janitor.
p.s. this is not greg
1.08.2011
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