Mural Fest

People have been asking about my painting this summer so here's some pics

The Way I Spent Last Night

A friend called me yesterday evening. She was trying to hold it together but when I asked her how she was she immediately burst into tears and said "oh I've been better." This friend of mine isn't one of my college friends, nor is she someone who I ever thought I'd be consoling. She's almost middle age and I do a ton of babysitting for her. When I asked her what was up I could barely understand her words through her tears. She asked if I would go for a run with her and seeing how much pain she was in I didn't hesitate to say yes.

So we went. And went. And went. For 7 miles we went. And I listened. And as I did so this 39 year old friend of mine spilled her guts. I literally know every financial burden of her life over the past 16 years. And none of the strife that she was explaining to me was directly her fault. All I could think was what a horrible prison she's in. If only she knew the real Jesus. He could surly heal this situation. This rift in her marriage. This thorn in her flesh.

I feel sad for this woman. Sad not only because the whole situation just sucks and she's been hurt, but sad because in order to fix it she has to take control, she has to put her defenses up, she has to consent to not trust her husband completely. Well, I suppose we as humans never really trust anyone completely but there will be an inability rely on him in ways that she wants to.

So I am left with this: I am so thankful to be a Christian. Jesus can heal my situations, my realtionships, my heart. And I'm praying that she take her heart to Christ. He's the only one that can truly set us free. Because if we're honest, we're all imprisoned by something.

So after the run we went to dinner and a movie. It ended up being pretty fun. But I didn't get home until 2:30am and now I'm FRIGGING tired. It was definitely worth it though.

Sparkle much?

So today I have an 8 hour shift at the gown shop. Less than two hours left and I'm totally bored. The most beautiful little pageant girl just came in and purchased two gowns. It's always so bizarre when these pageant people come in because most of the time they select the most glitzie, hideously adorned gowns that apparently the judges love and I have to pretend look amazing. First one sold:



Polka dot disaster.

Second one sold: [I actually really like this one]


So okay, they're not ugly all the time. They're just usually so dang sparkily. I'm not sure if the point of the pageants is to be the prettiest, most talented, or sparkliest. See figure 3:



I can't tell, is it liquid?

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Laughing Man

That's the Joe Purdy song that I'm listening to right now on Pandora. The reason that I titled this post that is because I don't know what to call it. That being because this is a two-parter. First part addressing my banner issues and second part addressing my dismay at having visted Miss Marie-Clair's blog everyday for the last month or so and seeing no new blogs. Annoyed. Yes Marie, I'm annoyed. I would like some good reading material out of you and your just not up to par. Did camp really take it out of you that much? Any how, I'll get back to that...

My Banner. I'm fickle. I really liked the one Kate made for me; the first one. But I got bored of it. I can't look at the same thing that much. So then I changed it to that gay like tie-die designey thing that was crap. So I quickly got bored of that. But now, I believe I have found something that contributes greatly to my inner peace about my blog. It's fun and it's cutesie but it's not too bright. It's me. Plus I got a lot of much needed experience on my wannabe photo shop program called Corel Paint Shop Pro Photo X2... why such a long name I must inquire?

So, Marie-Claire. What in the heck. I need a good word from you. A good, funny, charming blog. If I could I would mail you some inspiration. Also, I just talked to James and he said your brother's wedding has come and gone... perhaps a nice blog could come of it? Oh and I want to see pictures. So, is anyone else desiring some Marie blogging?

That's all. 1 month until back to school. Yes!

photobooth fun

It's raining outside so me and the kids can't go in the pool. We're bored... here's some photos.


























Thank God for little boys. They're awesome.

36 More Minutes

A measly 36 minutes and my computer will die. I'm in Caribou Coffee because I just had to get out of the house and be alone. I woke up at 12:47 today. I don't like it when I sleep so long. But I absolutely love being alone.

I've been here for almost 3 hours.

I should go home. But why?

I'm listening to this song... check out the vid.

36 More Minutes

A measly 36 minutes and my computer will die. I'm in Caribou Coffee because I just had to get out of the house and be alone. I woke up at 12:47 today. I don't like it when I sleep so long. But I absolutely love being alone.

I've been here for almost 3 hours.

I should go home. But why?

I'm listening to this song... check out the vid.