addictions anonymous.

lets face it. i'm addicted to a lot of things. these addictions are getting the best of me. but i can't help it. so sign me up for the next fill-in-the-blank-aholics anonymous.

fill in the blank 1: chocolate. in any form. mostly ice cream, frozen yogurt, or milk shake. typical girls like chocolate, a minority love it, and then there's a few people that have yet to control their mad desires, like me, that are flat out addicted. sue me, if i can't resist the sweet taste of chocolate in my mouth.

fill in the blank 2: mexican. no, i'm not addicted to mexicans, i'm addicted to their wonderful food. costa vida, and bajio for example, are two of my favorite places to eat. i wouldn't be surprised if they started preparing my ensalada beforehand, knowing that i'll be there. last school year, i set a record. most money spent on myself, and my friends, when going for lunch. bajio was the spot. and i paid.

speaking of paying.
fill in the blank 3: spending money. less on myself, and as often as possible on others. yeah, i'm addicted to loaning money, and asking for none in return. it makes me happy. and for some reason, i never seem to run out. i think the man upstairs is watching out for me on this one.

fill in the blank 4: soccer&work. i'll put these two in one category, cause if i'm not at work, i'm at soccer, and if i'm not at soccer, i'm at work. it's a treacherous cycle that can't be prevented. i love it though. i figured that i'm one of those people that have to be busy. i have no desire to sit at home and watch reruns of hannah montana. now if it's phineas and ferb, there may be an exception. but, if you ever need to find me, i'm either at the pool, lifeguarding, teaching swim lessons, or visiting bossman joe, or jessi, or, i'm about 100 yards further up the drag, melting on the lava-hot turf field.

fill in the blank 5: peanut butter. yeah. i put it on everything. it's a core part of every meal of the day. [unless i'm having mexican, that might be weird] peanut butter on toast is usually my breakfast. and lunch. sometimes i put in a little more effort, and spread on some homemade strawberry jam for dinner. key word: sometimes. i like to put peanut butter on my peanut butter chip granola bar. yum. basically, if it has peanut butter, i'll eat it.

[if you haven't noticed, food is a large part of my life.]

i feel like facebook and blogging should be somewhere in my top five, but out of complete embarrassment, i'll pretend that the hype of frequent blog stalking, or updates in the fb world doesn't even phase me. [lies, i check them daily. sometimes, hourly.] psh, who needs a social life anyways, when i've got all the sources for my psychotic obsessions? [me, obviously. since i can't resist the pop of an instant message, or a red notification flag.]

i need help.
maybe a professional.

the seventh day, we rest.

say goodbye to the summer skies.

it's a sunday.
was. was a sunday. today is monday. and it's just after midnight.
i went for a drive to a park. i sat in the car with the windows rolled down so i could feel the rain and wind. i read in Moses, and thought an awful lot about Jesus, and the creation. word from the weather man is sundays are always the prettiest. even in a storm. the clouds are always incredible, but when the sun hits them just right, they change colors. i sat in the rain under a pink cloud. are you jealous?



i like moses. he's a real good person. i'm thinking maybe one day, i can be like Moses. you know, the way he is in similitude of Christ. the way he doesn't give in to satan's temptations. i try to imagine what it would be like to be transfigured and stand in the presence of God. there aren't words to describe it.


tenth avenue north sang me a song today.
they call it By Your Side. annnndd i like it a lot.
in fact. i looked up the chords and learned it on the guitar.
kudos for ultimate-guitar.com, tabs galore.


i got to third nephi in my book of mormon scripture study. it's one of my favorite books. especially when Christ comes and teaches the people, and blesses the children, and the angels come down and preach to them.
and i try to imagine what it would be like to have Jesus give me a blessing. i love Him. and i know for certain He loves me. or else i wouldn't have the pretty sky to look at, or the trees. and he wouldn't answer my prayers.

i like sundays & church a whole lot.

raindrops falling on my head.

rainy day sounds:
norah jones.
regina spektor.

it's one of those, hoodie, sweats
& ice cream days. if you feel the
urge, i wouldn't turn down a hug.

stormy stormy.
the ditch is flooded.
i propose puddle jumping.
maybe some hot chocolate
and warm, dry socks after.

summer

you came with the season as the first swallow sang
a brown headed stranger with a five letter name
we planted our kisses where the wildberries grow
my feet sprouted wings and i flew all the way home