Procrastination?

It's funny how it works. There are so many things I should be doing. However, these are the things I am doing in place of them.


Painting:

Drawing:

Reading:

Online Window Shopping:

(Hanky Panky and Dogeared)

Starting New Blogs (as if I need anything else to distract myself):

♪♪ ♫♪♫ ♫♪ & Glitz and Glam

To Know Him

To know know know him
Is to love love love him
Just to see that smile
Makes my life worthwhile
To know know know him
Is to love love love him
And I do, and I do, and I do

Oh, I'll be good to him
I'll bring joy to him
Everyone says there'll come a day
When I'll walk along side of him
To know know know him
Is to love love love him
And I do, I really do, I do

PC: Le Love
LC: To Know Him Is To Love Him by Amy Winehouse

HAPPY EARTH DAY

PC: Nicole Hill
PC: Nofound

dance

When you lose someone or something that means the world to you, you start to look at the world through different eyes. Two years ago, this changed my perception of the world around me. My best friend from childhood and next door neighbor passed away due to heart complications. It was two days before my twentieth birthday and two days after the two-year anniversary of K's mom passing (I officially hate the number 2). Deep down, we all knew it would come eventually but she had pulled through so many times that we all thought this time would be no different. She had finally gotten a new heart. It was supposed to be the start of a long journey for her, not the beginning of the end. As life would have it, things changed and her health took a turn for the worse.

There was a look in her face during the last few times that I saw her. She was already changing then. She looked much older than 20 and the medication made her different. The look always said, "I know something you don't know. I know what to expect." She knew the shape she was in better than anyone. I remember her saying, "When you trust Google more than your own doctors, it's time to find a new doctor." It wasn't until this past summer that I realized what that look meant. She had placed locks on her computer, made passwords for social network accounts that were unique to her, but that also could be figured out if someone really wanted to know them. That's when her parents found her letters. They finally hacked into her computer and about a month before she passed away, she wrote letters to the loved ones in her life. She explained her decisions, her thought process, her peace in life. I can't imagine being at peace or comfortable knowing that each day could be the last, but she grasped it and took charge of it. Her letters were also a reminder that though she may be physically gone, she's still always with us in our own ways. When she signed the DNR, we all called her crazy; we were furious; we said she was quitting. We were wrong. She never quit and never took the easy way out, she just chose to let life be lived out in a different way. She had an eventful last year; she found love; she traveled. She was ready.

I vividly remember the last time I saw her. I was leaving home for a trip and she was returning from a car ride with her sister. I yelled at my dad to slam on the breaks and ran to her car to hug her. That was our last exchange face to face and I am thankful every day that I didn't just wave and carry on my way.

From Jenna, I learned that holding back is a waste of energy and time. We have but few precious moments and we need to embrace all of them.

Because of her, I say what I want and what I mean. I have secret places for thinking for me, and I won't share. I'll disagree to no ends and claim that I'm right even once I've realized I'm wrong (I'm usually right). I rarely say sorry. When I do, I really mean it. I won't apologize for being me because the people who love me despite my flaws are the real gems. Lying is for suckers. So is fear. Don't let it get the best of you and don't let it stop you. Sometimes, I'll ignore phone calls, or flake out, or freak out, but I do all the things I do for a reason. I'm often late, but it is usually because I want to make sure everything that needs to be perfect IS perfect before I show up and I hate it when other people are late. If I say I'll do something, I'll do it - you can hold me to it. I forgive easily, but I don't forget. And I don't love often, but when I do, I'll love you with my heart and soul - no holding back.

Next time you give, consider the Make A Wish Foundation.

PC: Unknown

ellipsis

It's funny when you read something meant for someone else, yet it rings true with you:

And on that note, sweet dreams.

Screenshot of: ellipsis
PC: flickr: pizzo

Edge

The Edge...There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over ~ Hunter S. Thompson

This was a great site for bungee jumping. I did these jumps in the summer of '06 and can't wait to go back and do it again. Check out the location: Bungee

Sangria

The perfect thing to sip on with Amanda's Pizza

Sangria is really simple to make. Just pick a couple bottles of wine, your preference, and slice fruit and berries (we used oranges, apples, raspberries, cherries, etc...) Also, you can add some soda water or lime soda to make it more bubbly and to sweeten the taste. If you're feeling really crazy, add a little vodka and orange juice. Then, mix it all in a large punch bowl or a pitcher and serve. YUMM :)

Now I'm off to enjoy the lovely weather!

PC: Me

B.I.R.T.H.D.A.Y.

Happy Birthday to me :) And thanks to all my friends that are helping me celebrate! The past year has flown by so fast and has been amazing: full of changes for the better and new experiences and people.

From our birthday, until we die
Is but the winking of an eye

QC: William Butler Yeats

Jenna

...I love you Jenna, you've been one of my biggest inspirations in life...

Road Trip?

Check out this line-up:

I think a road trip is in order!

SS: OutsideLands

Mine

It never was. Don't take the little things for granted. KFJC~you're in my thoughts and prayers today. We all miss her and I'm always thinking of you. Four years and not a memory forgotten. No person could replace. I don't even have the words. My mind has been racing all month and will likely continue to do so. I hate April.

PC: Stripped

Marc Johns

I think I'm awkwardly obsessed with this artist.

PC: Marc Johns' Photostream

Yay!

...Summer...Bike Rides...Outfits...Romance...Country Music...Golfing...BBQs...Sun...Pleasure Reading...Camping...Open Air...Shows...Puppies...Camps...Beer...Tennis...Water Balloons...

So excited for this summer. It took me a long time to decide between Portland and Eugene. It's nice to realize I have so many perfect reasons to stay in Eugene.


I bought my Sasquatch Music Festival tickets. I'm so pumped that I finally committed to going.


PC: Le Fashion, Because I'm Addicted

Loose Women

His roommate's bathroom has a sign in it:

"Beware, Poker Players and Loose Women are Known to Frequent this Establishment"

And then I stumbled upon this picture from Leigh Miller's Photography Blog. It made me laugh. After an interesting day and a blast from the past, I could use a good laugh. This week is always a long one, a hard one. Thanks to those who are always standing by. You know who you are.

girl

My current girl crush - Lykke Li

Check out her album "Youth Novels." Currently listening to: Little Bit and I'm Good, I'm Gone

PC: Unknown

Blueberry

Today, I got an urge to make blueberry muffins. These are the before, during and after shots. The recipe is attached.

PC: Me
Recipe Credit: RecipeZaar

Middle Road

It was seven hundred fenceposts from your place to ours
Neither one of us was old enough to drive a car
Sometimes it was raining, sometimes it would shine
We wore out that gravel road between your house and mine
......
There ain't no road too long when you meet in the middle.

PC: Leigh Miller Photography
LC: Meet in the Middle by Diamond Rio