22 October 2012


Sitting here not wanting to go to bed. Because the sooner I go to bed, the sooner I wake up. Which means the sooner EmmaJane wakes up. Or should I say the cold-infected monster that has taken over my  child's body.
She cried so much today, and when I say cry I mean flailing arms and legs sobbing, that I started doing the same.

21 October 2012

day Thirty-One.

day 31: whatever tickles your fancy

Sequoia Nat'l Park - November 2010
There's a street that I pass on my way to church called "Rainier" and of course it always makes me think of Mount Rainier which I've actually never been to, but I would really love to.
Then my mind starts wondering to all the national and state parks I have been to and how grateful I am to have had those experiences...

...like Yellowstone when all the geysers smelled like bad farts, so then Trevor's farts started smelling like the geysers.
...and Arches when it was so hot so mom and I decided not to hike the whole trail to see Delicate Arch, and I've regretted it ever since.
...and Canyonlands when the 'cracks' in the land seemed to go on and on and on forever.
...and The Grand Tetons when we rafted on the Snake river and I was so scared but it was also one of the coolest things I've ever done.
...and Yosemite when really one of the only things I remember is driving out of the park listening to Mike sing all the words to "Bust A Move" so perfectly. oh and that we stayed in a hotel with a serial killer. true story.
...and Bryce Canyon when it was just me and mom on our way home to CA.
...and Sequoia when we saw 3 bears and I fell on my booty on the ice, all while being secretly pregnant and on the verge of losing my lunch the entire time (thank you EmmaJane).

and there's so many more, but man oh man do I feel blessed when I think about all these amazing experiences I've had mostly thanks to my mother who loves nature so much that she's engrained it into me. Thanks mom, can't wait to continue the tradition with my kiddos!

16 October 2012

day Thirty.

day 30: a letter to the friendliest person you knew for only one day

Dear lady at the gate to Fort Pulaski in Savannah, GA,

That moment when you with your thick southern accent asked us if we had ever been to the fort and we replied "no" and then you continued on to give us a brief history of the fort, explained what was currently happening there (they were filming "The Conspirator" and I saw Robert Redford and James McAvoy - swoon!). And then when you started explaining the anatomy of the fort itself one line in particular will never be forgotten, you said "...and you see those big ole' gashes in the sides there? That's where the Yankees hit our fort." It was the tone you used. You weren't referring to old times when it was Yankees vs. Confederates...you were speaking of current times when it IS Yankees vs. Confederates.

My eyes were opened a little more to the world that day
Thank you.

day Twenty-Nine.

day 29: provide the hex code of your favorite color /http://www.febooti.com/products/iezoom/online-help/online-color-chart-picker.html



a.k.a. seafoam green/blue.

It's an obsession.