light out.

so i was driving home the other night, from the airport. it was night and i was ready to get home. so as i am driving, i also am catching up on the phone calls. so i'm talking with bridget and all of a sudden i see lights flashing in my rearview mirror. i look at my speed-o-meter and i'm totally not speeding. i pull over and the officer taps on my passanger window (this has never happened to me), having manual windows, i lean over to the passanger side and roll it down. he says to me "did you know that your license plate light is out?" and i say "no, i'm so sorry." and he asked "where are you coming from?" and i said "i just flew back to town and i'm just going home." and he says, "are your arms tired?" to which i reply "no, what do you mean?" (i thought maybe i had been holding the steering wheel incorrectly) and he says "oh, i guess you came on a plane." and i couldn't believe he was making jokes. i don't know why that bothers me, but whenever i am pulled over, i always feel really tense and like i'm in trouble so making jokes doesn't work in my paradigm.

so if cops joke with you, laugh, i think it will make them feel better.

march madness.

i love march madness because for three weeks i can be really into basketball. when the truth is, i don't really understand the sport, nor do i follow it the rest of the season. its just so fun! i like that i get to pick who i think will win and talk smack, even though i don't know anything.

the first try at using fondant. it went alright...i'll have to get some more practice.




here's one for march madness :)

cake decorating.

i am learning new cake decorating techniques.
and i'm loving it.
i am going to be doing a dozen cupcakes with fondant...maybe i'll put pictures up here.
the only problem is, i have no one to eat them. i'll have to find some people to eat them.
but i'm excited to work on cakes again. i really like it.

if i write a book...

my gram gave me a great title for a book i should write called "why we go where we aren't wanted"

she said i should write it because so many people in my family don't understand why i go places where i'm not wanted.

i told her the short answer is because people need to hear about the Truth about Jesus and everlasting life. so we go places we aren't invited, just like Jesus did.

i am so thankful that i get to go places where people have never heard the name of Jesus and i get to show people how they can know the Living God.

so maybe i should write this little book about why we go where we aren't wanted.

tv watching

i really like house. i don't know why but i hope my doctor is a jerk, because then he's probably a really good doctor.
ever since i started watching the show every time i get a weird twitch or headache behind my right eye i think i have some ridiculous disease. so its kind of making me paranoid.
and now my gram watches a lot of ncis and csi, so she keeps wanting to pick up strings and twigs and put them in plastic bags, just in case there was a crime.

its really cold here, so we don't like leaving the house much.

the rope.

i'm standing on a precipice, yet there is no fear. i'm going to jump, but i'm attached. i've got a rope. it feels like i'm on a new cliff in this mountain adventure. i'm not sure if we will be going up or down, but i know i'm going. and i know i'm not going alone. but that i will end up somewhere i never could have dreamed of.

all i know is that rope has to be a sure thing. and i have to trust it implicitly. and i know that this adventure is it. its going to be the story of my life and this rope is my lifeline.


if you aren't picking up on it, there are spiritual undertones.
jesus is the rope. and its awesome. but would be totally unsafe without that rope. this life is not be done without that rope.