the world better prepare

weekend preview. a lot of exciting things going on... that is for sure.

man, oh man. do I have a lot to say to you people!

my whole thought process is in blog posts these past few days.

i must remind myself that i have plenty of time to blog about it all.

self, you have plenty of time to blog about it all.

for now i will say,

i love being home. love it. love it. LOVE IT. 

can you believe this is only the second time i've really been home this whole semester?

that is unheard of for me.

one year, i went home EVERY SINGLE WEEKEND. except for two or three at the end of the year.

but that's a whole other story...

all i can tell you is that here, around our house, it's beginning to look a lot like christmas (now picture michael buble singing that song. you know you love it.)

don't judge us.

we go to Island Park, Idaho for Thanksgiving, so when we come home we like to be all decorated and ready to go.

anyway, i'm in love i'm in love and i don't care who knows it.

life is good.

p.s. yeah, i just saw breaking dawn part 1. let me just say, i have always been team edward for bella, and team jacob for me. i mean seriously? who would pick a rock hard frozen man over a really warm soft one? i'm just saying. bella is an idiot. i rest my case.

i have faith, give me a reason

my sister abi and I. me being a terrible picture taker. yes, that is my finger. and my unfocused face. abi, being beautiful.

You know what I absolutely love?

The fact that faith is rewarded.

Obviously the past couple weeks have not been my best.

You probably noticed my more negative tone as of late.

And I'm sorry about that.

But I can't hide my feelings when I write.

Which I guess is one of the biggest reason that I do.

But anyway, back to the matter at hand.

There I am.

Trying desperately not to wallow in self-pity, telling myself over and over again that my trials (small as they are, large as they seem) will be over soon. The sun will come out again. I will be just as happy as I was those summer days playing pogs on the pavement.

Faith.

You see? I kept it.

I chose it.

Faith, not fear. Not discouragement. Not hopelessness. Not anger. Not sorrow.

And my faith was certainly rewarded. As it always is. Whether I ask for it or not.

And I am shown once again, the love that my Father in Heaven has for me. 

I can almost hear him saying, "See? That wasn't so bad. And now look! Look what I have for you! You're going to LOVE IT."

And you know what? I already do.

p.s. you know when you want to tell your roommate a story and then she leaves the house to get food with some boys?? yeah haley. i'm pointing my finger right at YOU! (but i can't help but love you.)

Oh, You Slay Me!

I have to say something to someone really special. This may end up being really cheesy and cliche, fellow blogstalkers, so feel free to stop reading if you want. You're amazing. I hope you know how much I admire you even though you're only in high school and super immature... ha ha. You are so beautiful, so don't even point out what you think are your flaws. You are basically a superstar. I love the way you love people. Love isn't a feeling, it's an ability. (name the movie!!) You've always been a lot better than me at saying what you feel, and I really like that about you. You would stick up for any one of your friends and family at any time. You're really spiritually strong, and I know you're always trying to do the right thing. I would say that I got my writing ability from you, but that's genetically impossible, so I'll just have to admit that you are better than I am. You have a beautiful singing voice, and I love the songs you write. I am also really jealous of how graceful you are. I just wanted you to know that I love you so much, and I can't wait to spend buckets of time with you over the Christmas break. I'm so glad you're my sister and my bff4ever. 

p.s. Abi, this is for you.