Sunday Funday

Yesterday was the best day ever: a haiku in two parts.

Tank Top, Sunshine, Love

Burritos in the backyard

I got a free bike


Team 90’s bike ride

Everyone is wearing flannel

Singing in the streets

Booyah, I’m a poet. That’s so 90’s. (And no, I don’t know why I am suddenly obsessed with the 90’s either.)



The best way to spread Christmas Cheer is singing loud for all to hear!!!

And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings! and Lord of lords!
And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings! and Lord of lords!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Steve (my amazing and wonderful step-dad) is in a chior that participated in a flash mob at Nordstrom at the Stoneridge Mall. I was so excited to be there for this and to experience the BEST Christmas activity EVER. Not only was it wonderful and magical, beautiful and exciting, but the Name of our Lord was proclaimed at the mall on the busiest shopping day of the year!

I like to think someone there in that mall asked God for a sign when suddenly, a hundred people broke into the Hallelujah Chorus! I am sure something like that happened- though I imagine I’ll have to wait until I get to Heaven to hear about it.

My video is really wibbly- I was so excited I was trembling! Enjoy!!

Haiti: Life’s a Beach

We got to go to the beach yesterday!! We went to Club Indigo in Montrouis- it was AWESOME. I never wanted to leave!

We spent the day playing in the (very very salty) water, lounging on the beach, reading, talking, drinking coconuts and enjoying life. It was just what I needed! Life is rough here and spending the day unwinding on a beautiful Caribbean beach was salve for my soul.

There is a raft a short swim out from the beach that we had fun swimming to and lounging on. I accidently fell asleep on it and now have the sunburn to prove it! It hurts a little, but what’s a trip to the Caribbean without a good sunburn?

We head to the airport in about an hour to pick up our first short term team. I’m so excited!! We spent the morning setting up their cots and tidying up the kitchen in preparation for their arrival. I am especially excited to get some children’s ministry underway. These kids need some lovin’!

And I’m off.

Tonight my best friends (minus Emily and two Daniels) gathered with me to pray me out to Haiti. I am so deeply blessed to have such a loving and solid community that I deeply love, that deeply loves me and the honors God in all things. Thank you Jesus. And thank you to all of you who are praying. I love you all.

The Life Changer

Ok, so. I pretty much always drink the same thing at work: a triple small iced Americano, half water, with one pump of simple syrup and a splash of half and half. It’s delicious. Its rich, smooth, very strong (Basically, it’s equal parts water and espresso with a touch of cream and sugar) and, apparently, looks really good.

The other day when I was headed out with my drink to sit with a friend for my lunch break one of the regulars stopped me to comment on how good my drink looked and ask me what it was. I told him, and told him that it was amazing and that he should try it. He said next time he came in I should make it for him. I said ok then promptly forgot this ever happened.

About a week later (so, the other day) he came in, I mistook him for another guy (I thought he was Medium Non-fat Latte, where in fact he is Medium Extra Foamy Latte) and embarrassed myself. Then he reminded me that I was going to make him my drink. So I did.

While I made the drink I warned him that it was so good it would change his life (a phrase I use all too often). So he picks it up, gives it a stir and starts to walk away…

…then he turned around and, in all seriousness, said “If you’re going to change my life, I need to know your name.”

aaannnnnnnd, scene.

At right: The beverage in question, now to be called The Life Changer. Coming soon to a coffee menu near you.

This Glorious Life

Tonight during Bible study I thought, “I have got to write a blog about how awesome my life is right now. Probably not using complete sentences.” So here it goes.

Last night I spent several minutes trying to convince my mom that we should get a Christmas tree now so we can enjoy it longer. How awesome would that be?!

I got up at 3:45am and I have had the longest, funnest day ever. I work with the funnest people, none of the creepers came in to work, my hair looked good, I made hecka good vegan chili and cornbread and we talked about weddings and husbands for, like, a full 3 hours tonight.

BFF. Bible Friends Forever. Brilliant.

Currently I am spreading a rumor that Chris P. has a huge crush on me. It’s not true of course (or is it?), but now whenever I see him I get flustered cause I’m not sure if the rumor has gotten back to him.

I get to shoot Jon and Courtney’s wedding in Colorado in February and I am stoked. For them and for me. I am loving the direction my photography has taken. I could potentially do this for a living. Who’d have thunk?

I have the best group of girlfriends in the history of girlfriends.

I feel like Beth Moore and I are friends.

I am making progress on mastering the art of latte art. Today I made a christmas tree, a pumpkin and a snow flurry.

Love, love, love.

(I guess that was complete sentences… my apologies.)

Canyoneering in Zion

This morning (Wednesday) Dalene and I sat in the car in the parking lot at Zion and listened to our Beth Moore study. While we listened two dudes pulled into the spot next to us. Dalene though she recognized one of them as a friend of Jacks but wasn’t totally sure. She finally rolled her window down and chatted with him. It turns out they locked their keys in their car. We helped them out then hey asked what we had planned for the day. We were having a tough time deciding which trail to hike so they invited us to go canyoneering with them.

Jesus totally brought them to us. They gave us clothes and neoprene booties to wear and we were off. We had to change by the side of the road then climb up a super steep sandstone hill. As we climbed I got nervous. The rest of our party is in great shape and I was worried I’d hod hem back and they’d be bummed they invited us. It turns out the inicial ascent was the hardest part of the day.

We climbed over and around the sandstone hill then dropped into the canyon. We repelled about 20 feet, crossed some ice cold water, chimney-ed through some crevices, repelled some more, climbed some more, crossed several more ice cold pools… It. Was. Awesome. You are going to die when you see the photos.

And I totally held up like a champ! I loved every minute of it (after the as ascent!).

Afterward we got coffee then went into St George for Taco Time. We had a blast with our new friends from Livermore.

Tomorrow, we climb.

Oh, and it was Keyhole Canyon. Google it.

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