Thursday, November 12, 2015

love on the weekend

It's always harder to write when things are good.

Why is that?? We always thrive on literature that depicts a dark and dreary existence. But the truth is, I'm doing so great! Life is great!

We got together Friday after work and made the drive to Meadow with Mike Snow and Empire of the Sun playing in the background. He patted me on the back and said he liked me. It felt so genuine. He is married and everything, but he still thought I was a cool person. That is the highest compliment to me. For people to genuinely accept and appreciate who I am. Such an honor. I joked back and forth with the gas station worker. She was so funny and caring. It makes me sad she has to work at a gas station with such a warm personality. But I guess I am also grateful that she does so my experience at that gas station could be nice and friendly. 

We made it to the hot pots and I whipped on my suit and jumped in. It was so pleasant. I quite adore a warm dip. I sunk to the bottom with friends and popped my ears a hundred times. That place is the best. As my fingers and toes pruned up we laughed and joked together over stories and experiences we shared. They all left at around midnight, but we stayed a little longer and then headed up to the lava rocks to camp out and sleep in the cold, crisp air. 

He set up my sleeping pad and gave me the warmest sleeping bag. Such a sweet boy. They are both so sweet. I slept in between them in the biggest sleeping bag I had ever seen. It was so wonderful. Best sleep I have ever had while camping. Poor boy was cold all night and the other saw a cougar, but I was warm and comfy. 

We drove back home together and then went to Brasas for some quality tacos before I went back home and slept for a few hours. I was all zonked out. Also, sick. In fact, I lost my voice quite terribly on the trip, but they all still liked me the same. I just occasionally made overly raspy comments that nobody could quite hear. They nodded and smiled like they understood most of the time and that was enough. Hahahaha I don't know if they actually couldn't hear me. I hope they could. 

Anyways, next thing you know we were eating thanksgiving food at BYU and talking about how grateful we are for hot water and snow. We laughed and talked. We always laugh when we are together. That is so important! Then I mentioned classic skating and we all got excited and another plan was made! 

Classic skating was the best thing ever! I saw my original skating pals and then brought my new pals to get down on the rink. They were the best skaters I had ever seen (of course) and I was getting pretty groovy as well! We danced together and smiled and made eye contact. The kind that makes you a little giddy and you keep thinking about it after your eyes depart from each other. 

Then we got cinnamon bread at Wal-Mart for our new tradition of french toast after church. I love that tradition. It reminds me of home and makes me quite happy. 

We all made french toast together that morning and laughed again (we always do). We watched a ski movie and he bought his ski pass. Hahaha so funny. He is so funny. I want a ski pass probably more than anything else. I will probably get one. Why not ya know? 

why not?!

Then we had a wonderful dinner with steak and scallops and ended with vespa rides and deer sightings. But there was more! We went up to the cabin and had hot chocolate, talked, and expressed opinions on difficult things in the world. About hardships and relationships. I had a cough so I couldn't talk much, but I appreciated the discussion we held. I love them all. I really do. 

Sometimes you meet people and you know they are so pure. Those boys have such pure intentions and just want to have a good ole time. We need more people like that in the world. People who want to make and keep friends. People who are not driven by lust. 

lust is not an acceptable motive

Find people who have beautiful souls and want the best for you and themselves. Find people who are driven and confident. People who will love you for YOU. 

This was one of the greatest weekends of my life and that was because I was surrounded by people I love doing things I love. 

The key to happiness is love!

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

lodge 68

& it feels so classic

you and me, just magic


They are the ones I prayed for. The ones I longed for. Hoping someday I could introduce them as my friends and smile to myself because they are just so dang cool. I replay all of our conversations in my head and giggle with pure happiness. It's love!! That's love.

We sang together to the ukulele and it was beautiful. There were high notes and my creaky voice couldn't hit all of them, but I smiled and kept going. It was so pure. Looking around at a room of people I LOVE and watch lips moving and music flowing.

maybe I think you're cute and funny

I wish I could express the joy I feel in good company. It just feels safe and warm and special. That's what I think heaven will be. Good company, good conversation, and good evenings. God is so good you guys. He really knows what we righteously desire and waits until he knows we need it to give it to us. I have been so blessed in my life. All of my posts end up taking a spiritual turn, but GUYS. The spirit is so good. I am so grateful for the gospel!

He wrote me a letter from Tokyo. Talked about thinking and growing. We have grown up across the world, but he still remembers the things I did in sixth grade. I remember borrowing his Japanese pencils because they were so cool and fun to play with. He taught me how to twirl the pencil around my finger during math class with Mrs. Mock. She made us have our desk partner check that we wrote down our homework. My sixth grade self thought it was terribly sad that she didn't trust me.

Been climbing more rocks lately. It is awfully hard, but so rewarding. I miss competing sometimes so this gives me an outlet. I miss the rush of adrenaline from hurling myself through the air into a sand pit. How do we get so obsessed with such useless activities?? But they aren't useless. They are useful for the soul. Far more useful than the classes I trudge through and the tasks I complete at work. They give me confidence and purpose. Things to improve on and goals to work towards.

Renewing my passport this week & gearing up for a grand adventure. I want to have something to say about my life when I talk to my posterity. Not that I missed opportunities and gave up chances. This life is about TAKING CHANCES.

So here's to new friends and new experiences!