*TRUNK-OR-TREAT...JEN'S FAMILY*

Every year we wait to see what the family is going to come up with for Halloween Costumes. A few photos came early this year. Jen and Joe took their kids to the annual trunk-or-treat ward party. I have laughed so hard at these photos! I love them! A pirate, Peater Pan, John, and Tinkerbell. Jen was suppose to be "Wendy" but ran out of time.

*WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS...CREATE*

I took this photo on one of the worst days of my life. But now when I see the photo...I only remember how I felt when I made a heart out of leaves. :)
Creating brings peace.

2003 or 2004

*SQUATCH & ASHLIE'S BABY*

One of my best friends, Dave Haskin (Squatch) and his wife just had their first baby. Dave has wanted to be a dad since he was a little kid. They asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up and he said, "A Dad" :) At age 37 he finally got his little Lauren Kate. She is ADORABLE...and he is smitten! It was so cute to watch him and Ashlie with the baby and each other. I think this little sweetheart was well worth the wait. :)

*MAY CHRIST LIFT THEE UP* (continued)

Photo taken at the St. George Temple.

I have often asked myself the question, Which one is worse...to watch someone suffer or to be the one who suffers? I think if they were weighed in the balance, we might find that in SOME situations...they can be equal. Sometimes it depends on how a person acts and reacts to suffering.

I have written several times on my blog about my sensitive nature. (or perhaps you have guessed it...it's the Elephant in the room :) To people who know me this is not something that ever needed to be mentioned. It shows in everything I do and everything I am. It is both a blessing and a curse. It has been one of my greatest challenges in my life to watch anyone or anything suffer. It is a good thing to help others bare their burdens, but I somehow find myself taking the burden on my own shoulders. I can't seperate the two.

A couple months ago I found myself so weighed down with the sorrows and struggles of other people that it became paralyzing. I couldn't function AT ALL. I soon found out that the Lord was well aware of how I was feeling because I had several stories from the Book of Mormon come into my mind.

The first is the story of Enoch. Enoch, a great prophet, see's the Lord firsthand and Lord shows him "the world for many generations." Enoch is shown both the light and darkness of the people...the righteousness and the wickedness of the inhabitants of the earth. At one point we read Enochs reaction,

"As Enoch saw this, he had bitterness of soul, and wept over his bretheren, and said unto the heavens: I will refuse to be comforted; but the Lord said unto Enoch: Lift up your heart, and be glad; and look."
Moses 7:44 (Pearl of Great price)

At that moment the Lord then shows him the coming of the Savior and how he would save His people. This account comforted me- not only did I feel understood, but I felt the reassurance that the Savior came for us. He is at the healm and is in control of his little lambs. He knows each one and he knows how to succor his people at all times. He knows how to lift up their hearts. He knew how to lift mine, I just needed to rely on him and put the things that I couldn't handle in his hands.

The second story is of Mormon writing an epistle to his son, Moroni. He is giving an account of the destruction of his people and being an eye witness to the end of them, he tells of some of the things he has witnessed. At the end of this epistle he ends it with these words;

20- "And now, my son, I dwell no longer upon this horrible scene.

25- "My son, be faithful in Christ; and may not the things which I have written grieve thee, to weigh thee down unto death; but may Christ lift thee up, and may his sufferings and death, and the showing his body unto our fathers, and his mercy and long-suffering, and the hope of his glory and of eternal life, rest in your mind forever."

Moroni 9:20,25 (The Book of Mormon)

I realize that throughout eternity the Atonement of Christ is and will be the answer to everything. The Savior is mighty to save, he is the prince of PEACE, and we may rest in the thought of his life, teachings, and the joy of being with him again someday.

A great LDS Institute teacher once gave me this counsel;

"Kim, if there is something wrong in your life or the life of someone you love...then pray to the Lord. Ask him: Is there anything I can do about this situation? Then listen for a prompting. If you feel to do something, then do it. If not...know that the situation is in HIS HANDS."

That councel could have saved me a lot of grief over the years if I had applied it more. I'm trying to continue to teach myself this wise advice. It is the Lords will that we "Lift up our heads, and be glad." And trust that he never leaves us, that he will be with us in everytime of trouble, and that we never walk alone.

*MY FRIEND HOLLY*

This morning I learned the tragic news, that a friend of mine from High School, Holly Henrie Lowe, her brother, Hutch Henrie, was killed in a car accident last night. In the last few years Holly also lost her little sister to a car wreck and her mother to cancer. This special and truly sacred family have been through more than what most people face in a lifetime. As I thought upon these things today, my heart was truly broken. I felt frozen and helpless in knowing how to help. I was quickly given the insight that the Savior is with them and that they WILL feel Him and HIS peace that surpasses all understanding. They will REST in Him...even as their brother/son/friend is at this time.

I love you, Holly.

ps. I found this video tonight that reminded me that the Lord will RESCUE their family in this great time of need. I'm also attaching an adorable photo of Holly.

*STOPPING BY THE WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING*

My mom taught me to love stories, poetry, and sayings growing up. She always had a saying or song for everything. When you are young...it's mostly annoying. But then you find that you've grown up and your saying the exact same things! :) I learned to love the pome *Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening* by Robert Frost and it has become one of my all time favorites. I decided to try to take a photo I had previously taken and make it into how the poem made me feel...and how I pictured it in my mind. It's far from perfect but I think with time I can improve it and make it even better. :)


*Stopping by the woods on snowy evening*

"Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."

~Robert Frost

ps. It's suppose to appear dreamlike...I need to have the feeling of it being darker outside and yet still be able to see the woods. I haven't learned how to do that yet. :)

*A MESSAGE FROM SOUTH AFRICA*

My sister just gave me a picture and a note from my nephew, Chaz, who is serving his mission in South Africa. There's not a preface I can really write about it, because his note about the photo is self explanatory. BUT...as always, I am wiping back the tears missing my nephew and never being so proud of him as I am now. Heaven knows that he has become one of the brightest diamonds Africa has ever seen.

*NOVEMBER 21st CAN'T COME SOON ENOUGH*

Ahhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh! Twilightttttt!!!!


Twilight HD Exclusive Trailer

*EAT DIRT!*

*My niece, Henley*

If only we could all be this happy eating dirt. :D

*Kim'z Warm Asylum*: *DEPRESSION*

(A REMINDER)

I've had to defend myself alot over the last few months. It's very difficult for people who know me or don't know me to get lost in their own view point of depression and offer their own advice without really knowing what they are talking about. If you have never walked in the shoes of those who suffer from depression, the only thing you should do is offer love. I'm reattaching a blog I wrote on depression two years ago. It might give a glimpse of understanding that I am not always "All smiles Kim." I am able to still pull out the joy from life and most my posts are very upbeat despite what I might be going through at that moment. This is just a reminder of a daily battle I face.

Everyone battles something in this life...or will. I was just reading about one of the greatest men I know who battled horrific pain in his life. The Lords servant, Job, from The Old Testament. His friends and associates were CONSTANTLY trying to give him advice as to why he suffers and usually blame it all on him. If you will go back and read that account, you will understand that he endured constant rebuke and was falsely accused for something he did not bring on himself. Throughout his ordeal Job maintained his innocence and ultimately & dramatically the Lord affirms him! After much senseless debate on his "situation" we find that Job was right all along. He was innocent...and this was a test he was given.

Depression is a real illness and I stand by that. I have endured it for at least 15 years. I know the Lord has allowed me to suffer it all this time for a reason. I have learned much about life, people, myself and God. I do my VERY best to still be a light to others, but I need to always remind people that I'm not "all smiles Kim." I offer up every drop of strength I have to fight this and am grateful with how I have and do handle it. I shouldn't have to defend myself just like a cancer patient shouldn't have to defend that their illness is real. I remind myself often that we all need to think before we dispence advice, and certainly we all need to withold any form of judgement.

I just wanted to write this post for the purpose of bringing a little more clarity to others about my situation and remind people that I don't have the "Ideal Life." I am blessed, but I have suffered and struggled through a heavy battle.

Here is the link to the post I have spoken of...I hope it will open some eyes.

*Kim'z Warm Asylum*: *DEPRESSION*

If that doesn't open, you can click on the title of the post and that will work.

*SUNDANCE, SUCKERS, AND A SPIDER*

Waynga and I went up to Sundance tonight. We were going to take photos of the leaves but it was getting dark and I was starving. So we grabbed a sandwich and suckers (those good old fashioned kind) from the Grill Room and kicked it around that area. I made Wayne stand in front of the Sundance sign for a photo and couldn't get it to show up on my camera. I have no understanding of cameras and Wayne had to walk back and try to fix it. Then I went to stand in front of the sign and kind of leaned against it. (see photo) By this time, the photos were showing up and I made Wayne go back in front of it to get a shot that actually showed up. When he went to LEAN on it he jumped back and had this creeped out look on his face. This is how our conversation went.

Me: Wayne, please tell me there isn't a spider there! PLEASE tell me I didn't just lean against a spider!!! Do NOT tell me you saw a spider!!!

Wayne: Um.... (he's shaking himself off!)

Me: WAS there a spider?!? There WAS a spider wasn't there!? HOW BIG WAS IT!!?

Wayne: About like this (shows me with his fingers in a circle...basically half the size of his hand!)

EWW! EWW! I start jumping all over the place! I make Wayne check my hair and the back of my sweater to make sure nothing was on me!!! As you can see, I hate spiders! But it WAS funny simply because I went from begging him to tell me there wasn't a spider...to making him tell me how big it was! hahahha
On our way out we saw the web and it was huge! We are talking like "Charlottes Web" big! Sick!

Anyhow, besides the spider incident it was fun and we enjoyed good company, beautiful landscape, and a good old fashioned sucker. You can't beat that. :)

*A WALK IN THE WOODS*

"All things bright and beautiful, the Lord God made them all."

I went on a little jaunt up to Park City yesterday and captured some really pretty shots before the sun went down. (I forget that it goes down faster on that side of the mountain. :) I think they turned out really beautiful.

I will be adding a few more to my other photo website later tonight...er...tomorrow. :)

*AND WINTER CAME*

I just found out that my favorite Enya has a new album out in November! I'm so excited...she is beloved to me. :) If you want to hear the first single...then go here. :D
http://www.enya.com/

*SMELL OCTOBER*

My little sister sent me a text that said, "Happy October...go smell the air outside for me!" Jen is still living with her family in Vegas so she is missing Utahs Autumn and all the things that come with it.

Because of that text, I decided to make a list of my top favorite things about October/Fall.

1~The changing colors of leaves. I once had a teacher that asked us the question, "Why do the leaves change color? Why don't they just dry up and fall to the ground? Why change color? What does it change?" and then he paused and said, "The only thing it changes is YOU."

"18 Yea, all things which come of the earth, in the season thereof, are made for the benefit and the use of man, both to please the eye and to gladden the heart"

~Doctrine & Covenants 59:17-18

2~ Scarves, sweaters and jackets! There is nothing better then getting out the scarves, sweaters and pea coats! Yay!

3~ My best friends "Sweet potatoe pie"...usually a thanksgiving favorite. But I'm craving it NOW, so when she moves back to 'tah (on the 16th) She WILL make it for me. ahhah

4~ Hot Chocolate...need I say more?

5~ Candles! I heart candles. The one I have right now is *pumpkin spice* It deceives the mind into thinking that something yummy is baking. ha!

6~ Fruits of the season! PEACHES! On friday night, my friend gave me a huge box of hand picked peaches from her peach tree! YUM! The whole way home, my car smelled like them. I have been eating them non-stop and have just found a recipe for peach bread pudding! I'll let you know how it turns out...:)

7~ Fall music. I make a new Autumn playlist every year. It's great for a drive up the canyon on your way to take pictures of leaves and such. :)

8~ Thinking about my halloween costume and how it's going to kick everyones butt in the family halloween contest. Pam and I always rock halloween. (Our family is hardcore when it comes to costumes and everyone is VERY clever.) One of my favorites was my nephew, Chaz, who was dressed or rather undressed to play Tom Cruise in "Risky buisness." He came sliding in the room in a white button up long sleeve shirt that barely covered his undies, WHITE LEGS, his socks, a pair of sunglasses, and a microphone! HYSTERICAL!

~9 Wrapping up in a warm blanket and pulling out a good book to read or a movie. Harry Potter always fits the season to me, so that's what I've done the last couple of days. (read them) I need to find a few more movies and books that "fit" this time of year.

~10 Watching my nieces & nephews eyes light up when they show me all the candy they obtained on Halloween night. Then watching their faces when I ask if I can have one of their "Double Bubbles" and have then HESITANTlY say...okay. :) Gotta love 'em! (I can suddenly see my nephew, Bleu, handing me the wrapper instead like he'd just made a major sacrifice! :) haha

OH...and might I add...smelling the air outside! For me and my sister! :)

*DON'T MESS WITH LEWIE & CRAY*

Rarrr!

*SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT*

Deodorant...a very important thing to blog about. Is there anything more special then being in a grochery store, kneeling down on the floor in front of the deodorant section and smelling as many possible to find the "right one". You feel perhaps a little embarrassed until two other people suddenly do the same thing. It's rediculous! And the thing is, that they all are like poofy powdery smells! I have no desire to smell like a babys fresh diaper. It's sick!
I finally found one that I liked. TEEN SPIRIT- COCONUT. It actually smells really good. Does it work? If the weather is under 60 degrees, then yes. One problem is that it's hard to find. I ran out last week and since they were out, I gave into buying *PINK CRUSH* I found I had made a terrible mistake when I wore it and I suddenly hear the song in my mind, "I think we're alone now" by Tiffany. I suddenly have memories of how I smelled at jr. high dances. Teen spirit mixed with Gloria Vanderbilt was a foul combination. :)

I'm smell phobic so I'm still on the hunt for a really good one. Until then...I'm stuck in a rutt. I'm not sure what my game plan is. *shrug*

Anyhow...that's all I have to say about that. Amen.

ps. I'm attaching the song "Crush" by David Archuleta. I love this song! I've been singing it for the last hour. Teen spirit + David Archuleta = Being at one with the teenagers in the world.

*THE BLACK FLIES ARE BLUE*

*The black flies are BLUE*
(part two)

The black flies are blue
Moon is now full
Lights up the cavern
Settles the doom

The cleansing
The washing
Tar has no claim
Blackness is lit
Lanterns are flames!

Visions of young ones
Dreams from the old
One by one
Answers unfold

Forward! Forward! Forward!

Patterns of crystals
Speak through glass
Crying out details
A future map

Waves may come crashing
But what is to fear?
Ships are here!
Redemption is near

The black flies are blue
The black flies are blue!
(shout out loudly)
Revelations were true!

*HALLOWEENS OF THE PAST*

Pictures of the fam & friends on Halloweens gone by. I think the pictures speak for themselves. My Halloween intentions have never been to look "cute" :)

(I have no idea the years of these...my concept of time is gone.)

As you can tell, I really get into carving pumpkins. :)

*THE BLUE FLIES ARE BLACK*

(part one)

*The blue flies are BLACK*

The blue flies are black
The crown is forlorn
Grows old in its case
With a vacant face
The beaten backlash
of thunderous thorns
Aiming for wounds
already are torn

Creation and causes
nothing but masks
They wail and weep
Studder defeat

Fallen…

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

The dawn is soon coming
Why is it so!?
The wrenching and smothering
The pits and the fits
Leave me, leave me, leave me alone!

A price indeed
penniless shame
Mocks as a mustache
Self pity sings blame
The holes from handshakes
Shrapnel and faith
What can it merit?
Pain and fame?

Walk to the isles
Shores in the west
Salt stings!
Flavor is green
Wounds of those thorns
Deep and mean

The blue flies are black
The blue flies are black!
(breathe out silently)
Never, never, never come back

~ A girl named Kim Curtis

*STANDING SHADOWLESS*

“I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence”

~Thomas Hood

*ONCE UPON A TIME...I WENT ON A MISSION*

"I hope they call me on a misssiiooonnnn" hahah Sister Schow, me, and my awesome jacket! Oh and of course the beautiful Provo Temple.My first district, the greatest girls ever! This is the typical MTC pose. Pointing to where your going to serve in the world. That would be me, far right. :)The awesome geek squad. :)Liston, Mclane, Curtis, and Schow.The infamous Elder Liston and his companion, Elder Mclane. :)

In 1995 I chose to serve a mission for my church. I was called to the The Toronto, Canada East mission. I was so happy about where I had been called and truly looked forward to going. I was in the missionary training center for two months. Not only was I called as a proselyting missionary but I would also be working in the geneology centers as a geneology missionary. And THEN I stayed in the mtc a little longer at the call center (I can't remember the exact name of that) and answered questions of those who wanted to know more about the gospel.

My first week was crazy. My companions name was, Sister Lynette Schow. Oh how I loved her! She was hilarious! She kept everything entertaining. For those of you who know me well, you will know that I often say "Rock on sweet rocker!"...that saying came from her! We went to the temple early one morning and as we were walking she woke us up by saying "Rock on sweet rocker!!!" really loud. She was classic.

I found out that first week that I would have two districts. I remember walking in my first day only to find that the room was girls only. WHAT!?? NOOOO! I mean, come on! I had to have the male gender in my classes. And then, to my relief, I found that my companion and I would be in another district as well. One with all girls and one with all guys. (You can imagine how happy the guys were to have two girls in their class.) You should have seen their faces light up when we walked in the door. :)

I found out quickly that they were very...um...UNIQUE! I think maybe you could call them "The geek squad"...yeah, this was going to be very interesting. I took my seat and slowly glanced around the room. *Sigh* But then I caught the eyes of one of them. He was looking at me with a puzzled face. And then I was puzzled...suddenly a light goes on! We had both gone to Orem High School. It was Russ Liston. We never really knew each other, but we had mutual friends. Both of us smiled as it was a relief to see a somewhat familiar face. He was NOT part of the geek squad. He was very cute and it made it much more fun for me to go to class. And no, we never did anything wrong, it was a silent crush. :) Throughout our stay at the mtc, I think we both had a deep mutual respect for each other. He was my friend from heaven, I knew that. He was truly one of the pure hearts of the earth. I also learned to love the geek squad quite a bit. :)

My companion and Elder Liston made my MTC experience. There are days that you think, what on earth am I doing? How am I going to make it? I remember one particular day that our district was outside for a break and Elder Liston was standing next to me both of us staring up at the mountains. He kept his head straight ahead and this was our converstaion,

Elder Liston: Sister Curtis, don't you wish you were camping right now?
Sister Curtis: Yes.
Elder Liston: Do you realize that our houses are only a few miles from here?
Sister Curtis: Yes.
Elder Liston: Should we make a run for it?
Sister Curtis: YES!

We laughed and then turned back toward our district and headed back to class. We had testimonies of The gospel of Jesus Christ. We were servants of the Lord and on His errand to teach His children the plan of salvation. We would fulfill what we were called to do. We loved the Savior more than we loved ourselves.

I kept in touch with both Sister Schow and Elder Liston. They became Russ and Lynette after their missions. :) We all hung out for a few years and then they both got married. And you know what happens when your friends get married. They pretty much are dead. You rarely see them again. I hope I run into them someday...maybe I'll find them on facebook. hahah

I will forever be grateful for my MTC experience. For Elder Liston and Sister Schow and all the other wonderful people I met there. When I held my Missionary tag in my hands today, I got a little choked up. (Shocking, I know!)but I can say, that although my mission didn't turn out the way I had planned...I served my Heavenly Father well and I'm glad I went.

ps. You don't have to tell me how cute I was and how awesome my 90's clothes were...I already know. Bah hahahha Sick and wrong!

*THE FIRST OF DAY OF AUTUMN*

When I woke up this morning I was just laying in bed thinking about stuff and this song started to play in my mind. Funny enough, it has always been one of my favorite fall songs. I love when the record player comes on in my mind and it happens to apply perfectly to the moment.

Yesterday was the first day of fall. Fall holds special promises for me, but who knows which fall that will be. I guess only time will tell... :)

*MY CYNDI LAUPER GLOVE*

I have always had really bad circulation, especially in my hands. They are always cold. My desktop is so old and it is built in a way that your arm is up higher to use the mouse on the computer- which causes the blood to flow to my elbow and leave my hand looking dead-like and freezing! So last month, I had had enough! I can't afford a new desk...er...I would rather spend my money on a new pair of shoez. (priorities..priorities!:) So I decided to grab an old winter glove that doesn't have a match and put it to good use! I cut the fingers out of it and WALLAH! My very own Cyndi Lauper/Michael Jackson heat glove! My hand is now warm-ER. Yay for my clever ideas! hahahaha

ps I'm warning you right now that you might be seriously jealous and want to make one of your own.

pss Sometimes I'm so embarrassed of myself, it's awesome! I almost wrote about deodorant today, but I'll save that for another time. Ha!

*MAY CHRIST LIFT THEE UP*

Moroni 9:25

"My son, be faithful in Christ; and may not the things which I have written grieve thee, to weigh thee down unto death; but may Christ lift thee up, and may his sufferings and death, and the showing his body unto our fathers, and his mercy and long-suffering, and the hope of his glory and of eternal life, rest in your mind forever."


More soon...

*A FAMILY IN NEED*

I recently read about this heart wrenching accident and wanted to offer up both my love, faith and service to this family. I am thinking of the ways I can help...and I hope all my friends will too. God bless them.

"On Saturday, August 16, 2008, Stephanie Nielson was in a plane crash with her husband, Christian Nielson, and his flight instructor, Doug Kinnear, near St. Johns, Arizona. Doug Kinnear passed away soon after arriving at the Maricopa County Hospital.

Christian & Stephanie remain in critical condition at Maricopa Burn Center. Christian has sustained burns on over 30% of his body. His wife Stephanie’s body was burned over 80%.

For the past four years, Stephanie has welcomed us into her charming abode through the NieNie Dialogues. Far from being a product of creative editing, the Nielson’s don’t just shine through the selective lens of a blog. They are ingenuous examples of family devotion, eternal romance, and Christ centered faith. This site is dedicated to their welfare & recovery."

*LEHI ROLLER MILLS IS CALLLING!*

Footloose is probably one of the greatest movies to ever come out of the 80'z. I loved it! It became one of the greatest classics and is still loved by many. Here are my top 3 reasons why I love it.

A. Kevin Bacon had RAD hair.
B. It was filmed mostly in Lehi (Lehi Roller mills), which was the next town over from where I lived. (Some of the kids in my ward/church were in it!)
C. THE DANCE SCENE!

Being a young dancer at the time, I had never seen anything so kool. I think I played that part over and over a million times. I would practice in my room all the time and dream that I was the one doing that dance scene. It was glorious!

20 years later or so I find myself living in Lehi and STILL wanting to pull off that dance. I am bound and determined to never leave this town without heading over to the 'mills' and strutting my stuff. I've got a tape player, the jeans, the shoez, and the MOVES! Practice makes perfect and I have been practicing. Just now I was going over the routine and I think I broke my shoulder. Okay, probably not...but it hurts. This is not a joke! I'm getting better every day. (I don't know if I can pull off the Gymnastics.)

Now, as part of this blog, I'm going to show you not only THE dance scene, but the spoof on it from Flight of Conchords. If you haven't seen the spoof, prepare yourself to be in a fit of laughter!

Enjoy!

*THE dance*


*THE spoof*


Stay tuned for *MY* video! These guys ain't got nothin' on me!

*A STAR WAS BORN*

Not more than a week ago, I found myself wondering with the rest of the world, who is Sarah Palin? Who is this woman who John McCain has called forth from the land with limited sunshine? My first impression was that this lady seemed out of place in the rough and often times cruel, political world. Well tonight I got a good slap in the face reminder of not judging a book by it's cover.

A few hours ago, Sarah Palin gave an incredibily FIERY and powerful speech. The kind that leaves the mouth agape. Within minutes I think she had most of America on the edge of their seats and listening intently. Any speculation that came from the media and the dirty laundry they pulled out, took no presidence over what was now... right in front of their eyes. She completely proved that John McCain is smart as a whip in choosing her. He just pulled out the big guns! I guarantee that not only did she awake the swing voters but the Democrats are sweating bullets tonight.

She is my kind of girl- a full blown spit fire! A spit fire with integrity and strength beyond what anyone would have guessed. She showed that we should never underestimate those who APPEAR weak. I also was fascinated by her depth and candor. I think in the coming weeks and months she will prove that she is not a one night stand, but rather a true north star.

That is also how I feel about John McCain. His roots run deep in understanding. I believe the suffering and trials he experienced for and in behalf of this nation will prove themselves to not have been in vain. The insight and clarity that is gained from such trials are going to present themeselves as keys to unlocking the light that has been hidden in our country since Ronald Regan. I feel peace at the idea of him being at the white house. I think he will stick true to the values that our forefounders built this country on. I like when Palin said,

"We are expected to govern with integrity, good will, clear convictions, and...a servants heart."

Those words are simplisticly profound. And when one governs that way, they are blessed and so are those under their influence and care.

To a girl that is mostly apathetic about politics because of how brutal and contentious it has become, Palin gave me the last notch I needed to make a vote.

(Oh and btw, to the media out there, a little reminder from Palin, You play with the bull your gonna get the horns! :) WATCH OUT!

*TO ALL THE BOYS I'VE LOVED BEFORE*

While stuck in my house during the winter storms, I went through some old photos one night and decided to put together a video of the boys I've loved growing up. It was fun to make because I have a lot of fond and fun memories. I've been really blessed to stay good friends with a good 75% (maybe 65% haha) of these guy's. As for the rest of that 25%? It was not meant to be...some wounds are deeper than others and it's hard to make amends(on both sides.) And of course some wander off and you never see them again. I have to pat myself on the back for the great taste I've had growing up! ha! I picked good souls and I have ALMOST no regrets. haha Every person who has come into my life was there for a purpose, I really believe that.

I took this video off of YouTube for awhile and decided to post it again. When some people saw it they said, "You sure liked alot of boys!" and I need to point out a couple things. Some of them I loved from afar, some of them didn't know I existed, Some were just crushes, some of them I dated, and a couple of them I was in love with. My first crush was in Kindergarten. Chad Burburt or Berbert?! Apparently I cried when he moved away. Does that tell you anything? :)
What can I say...I'm 34 years old and I've had some time to love. "In life, we must love along the way."

ps. There are a few boys whom I never had a picture of but I'll always remember them too. If I ever run across a picture of them...I'll add it. As you will see..there's still room. :)