The Man

My sweet man is a good deal of things that I don't understand, all mostly shining qualities that my coarse mind is still grasping at; that's why I love him. I still have to strive everyday to be a better person so that we can progress together. I love him for who he is and what he's done to me. To commemorate our 7th Valentine's Day of knowing each other I will tell you a few of the reasons I fell hard, right around this time, all those fabled years ago!

His smile lights me up
His gentle spirit
His incredible drive
The fact that such drive and sweetness is combined is really beautiful to me
His crazy thick thighs (it's like standing next to a horse) mmmmmhmmm
And best of all, he made/makes me feel so safe.

He is the the man; and I'm really quiet glad he's my man.

Happenings

Not much going on over here in ol' San Antone. If anyone wants to come visit, we'd be tickled pink. I figured I'd like to write something down on here, so I'm going to jot a little grocery list of things that have happened.

- Potty trained Royce, dude's an animal.
- Chaperoned the youth Valentine dance/talent show at church, and they're the bomb! I love serving with the youth.
- Brandon rolled his ankle playing basketball (again), so we're pretty much looking at reconstructive surgery now.
- It's been pretty frigidly cold here too, the other day there was a record snowfall: .6 inches! But it really has been freezing.
- Did a 10 day juice fast with B, and Ryan and Lea, B's brother and his wife.
- Two weeks till our trip to SLC for Brandon's mom's upcoming wedding. I looooooove Utah so much so I'm very happy. Plus the family time, blah blah blah ;) We roll in on the 26th, and stay till the 3rd, so we can celebrate Brandi's B'day on the 2nd.
- Pretty much I feel like a fat lazy turkey writing this list, but I always like to hibernate in winter, so bring it on Spring!


Know that I'm ashamed to write such a lame post. Blushing right now as you read this.....


This is a sample of the photo that Vida leaves on our phones everyday. It's almost always the same.

Masterpiece

If you ever read this Mr. Anderson: choose me.

Ever so excited for this.

art

spread it

good tidings

Our advisor in Mia Maids shared this yesterday in our discussion on spiritual gifts. I love it!

ego

Insatiable: the hunger you never escape.
Like Cronus I eat all that I create.
Too afraid that no one---no, nothing will ever
Stand as tall.

Infallible. The right to define the truth
is reserved for those who take it.
A battle ax, more cumbersome
than the weapon sharpened to a fine point.

In finite I exist. Not infinite am I.
Flesh and bone surrounded by a nebula
of thought; the nihilist rises.
Unanticipated the hope hidden in anticipation.



You know, just the typical stuff I think/write about while I putting the laundry away in the afternoon (that's been sitting in my entryway for two weeks). Whatya do?

Sunday Musings

Be not afraid of the unknown. The glory of God is intelligence, and the more we explore the closer we draw to Truth. The more our struggles become the map of stars to new worlds, instead of fetters that tie us down. The hole in my heart keeps tearing open, and it hurts; but it's a sweet ache, a plague of love and compassion for others. Make your mind, heart and soul a holy place, that your spirit might become a mountain for others to reach their highest point.

Peace,

O.