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Saturday, July 31, 2010

1) you've got the extremely colorful rides.
2) stalls & shops selling everything imaginable.
3) hot, summer days a necessity.
4) cotton candy.
5) sheep, goats, pigs, & cows.
6) henna & airbrush tattoos.
&) people, laughter, happiness

you gotta love the fair (:

Sunday, July 25, 2010

something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue


marriage:
a relationship in which two people pledge themselves to each other in the manner of a husband and wife.


yesterday, i spent the day watching as a man & woman were brought together as one.
it was picturesque,
beautiful,
& something i am absolutely excited for.

of course i don't plan on tying the knot till i'm at least 23.
this most definitely doesn't stop me from anticipating the day i can wear my own white dress, have a bright bouquet in hand, & walk down the aisle towards my handsome groom.
i'm a hopeless romantic.
i have dreams about this crap.

i'd like a quaint, fairy-tale wedding.
colors: baby blue, light pink, & white
season: spring
location: somewhere foresty, lot's of green
first dance song: you & me- lighthouse
males: black tuxs, white ties, blue flowers
females: light pink dresses, blue & white flowers
honeymoon: some white sand, tropical beach

it's still coming together, but there's the giff of it.
i feel pretty pathetic for knowing all of this already.
but i'm positive there are others of my gender planning their dream weddings too.
it's just the thing to do.

Friday, July 23, 2010

when you need a reminder


i'm downstairs enjoying my hot cinnamon spice sunset tea, when i hear crying from upstairs.
it's brooke, and she's crying out for mom.
i know my mom is passed out in her room, so i rush upstairs to comfort her.
she stops crying when i whisper to her, and climb in the bed.
"you okay, brooker?"
"yaa, i love you tayor."

2 minutes later, i have a passed out 3 year old in my arms, snoring.
i untangle myself from her cinderella bed sheets, tuck her in, and smiling, go back to my tea.
funny how my sweet little sister knew just the words to make me instantly feel better.
Brooker, my mini-me, i love you too (:

Heavenly Father gave me the most amazing siblings i could have ever asked for.
and sends me the most perfect way to always remember i am loved.




one box of happiness please

You know what a woman's best friend is?
No, it's not anything shiny like a diamond,
or soft, cuddly like a dog.
Not even some silly boy.

It's...
chocolate.

What would the world do without this sweet little piece of heaven?
It makes you happy when your sad, cures pms, or just for those sweet tooth people.
Did you know when you consume it, it creates a feeling of love in your brain?
Yes you heard me, chocolate loves you back.
it's delightful.
plain and simple.


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

your love is a song

that last blog was awfully depressing.
trust me, it most definitely won't be like that all the time.
just had one heck of a toughy day.

you know what i adore?
-overly large t-shirts (especially those that smell like a special male)
- colorful bracelets (:
- music that just makes your heart melt
- apples
- being in love

it's amazing how such simple things can boost your days mood levels. especially the music part. for me there are songs that can cure all sadness, make you want to cry your eyes out, or bring many thoughts to your mind. i love that. music has a way of touching each individual in its own special way.

Monday, July 19, 2010

encouragement

Ever have that sensation where your own thoughts don't make sense?
Where you have so many feelings inside, building up, ready to break loose?
Your heart pounds, body is anticipating.

What will happen?
What's to come?
Happiness or despair?

I've seen so much of it already. I want to be happy. It makes my head hurt, my stomach churn, I want to feel utter joy.
No Lies.
Only Truth.

Leave the pain alone. Embrace what I want. Do the right thing.
Why would you want to contain our love?
Do you always need to feel that control? You make me hate you. So ignorant. No wonder you aren't happy.
The image of things means nothing. It's about what's inside, the person, the heart, the soul.
Can't you see me crumbling?
When the time comes, I'm more then ready to leave. My life is mine to share, don't expect a portion.
Just forget it.
But you know, I just laugh.
I know my existence will have meaning.
Value.
Seeing your life has taught me an example.