Saturday, 28 July 2012

Pictionary!

Let's play a little bit of catch up using photos. 


You're all invited to take part in the future of micro-finance.  An organizaton, near and dear to my heart, is helping the poor help themselves out of poverty.  I hosted a dinner-complete with Colombian food-to shine a light on the incredible work that they do.  See for yourself!

It was my big day earlier this month.  Brunch with the folks, red velvet cake with cheesecake baked in the middle, and a night of dance floor action.  22, you're looking good to me.

A trip with friends to an amusement park, a beautiful beachside town, and a little shopping when the torrential downpour descended upon us (...after we got off the freeway..).  This little number was only $10 at H&M.

What would summer be without some solid cabin time?  I went fishing off the dock a few days ago.  Caught nothing. 

And if I could update you on what I'm doing right now it could be done in one word: OLYMPICS.  Something about inspirational sports stories releases a dragon of emotions inside of me.

Friday, 6 July 2012

Thank goodness for mothers who bake banana bread for their undeserving daughters.


I could smell it, or at least I hoped I could smell it, immediately when I walked in the door after work.  And on the kitchen table it stood in all of its hearty yet delicate shape.  Thanks ma. You the best ma.

And I ended the night reading that Wild book I was talking about earlier, only stopping to grab a chocolate chip cookie and some milk.  I felt guilty for not enjoying the outdoors on an evening free from work, but I just wanted to read in my bed.  Is that so wrong?  I hope not, because I didn't shower either, and I should have.

In summation, carbohydrate laden evenings induce gratefulness.  And I know there's nothing wrong with that.

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

When the light comes


I purchased a book about a woman's solo journey on the Pacific Crest Trail titled Wild on the same day that I put in my deposit for an 11 month 11 country missions trip.  When the light comes, sometimes it's all that you can see.  A beckoning of sorts.  An invitation to a world unknown.