i don't know why...but it's my blog, so there you go.

when i was a kid i was totally crazy. never sat still. always on the go. seriously, ask my parents if i ever crawled. oh, no...not me. did i sit in a highchair? not so much. how about riding in a stroller? no way...in fact, they got rid of the stroller 'cause i would not sit still. (i know, those of you who know me are thinking "wow...really? but you're so laid-back and all now." it's kinda odd, i realize...but, nonetheless, totally true.) anyway, back to the story. i'm gonna give you all the details so you can fully comprehend what i'm about to tell you. other than being totally active and crazy, i was also blonde until about age 5. i had long blonde hair that my mom used to fix all pretty...rainbow barrettes, pigtails, pink rollers that i had to sleep in on saturday night so my hair was all fabulous the next day at church (preacher's daughters have to be fabulous like that--hahaha). okay, so...we all know that there is one day of the year when you have to look extra fabulous at church. fabulous new clothes--usually pastel. fabulous hair--i'm sure the rollers were in full effect. fabulous everything. hello easter. so, you've got me and my older brother all pimped out for this day. i think i was about 4 maybe...i don't actually remember this wonderful occasion...i've just heard the story enough times to get the good stuff. so, a 4-year-old me and my 8-year-old brother are chilling at the house with mom on easter sunday before church. i'm sure we'd done all the easter bunny goodness already. taken some photos in the new easter outifts. dad's the big guy at fbc and all...so he heads to church early to get himself all psyched up for the day when everyone comes to church (even people who never come to church). darren (that's the brother) and i are being awesome and saintly no doubt. he's probably reading a book or something, 'cause he was mr. sweet and quiet and bookwormish when he was young (really, we both have totally different personalities as adults--odd--but that's not the point). that's when i decided to make this particular easter one that my parents will never forget. i mean, if you're gonna be all dressed up...might as well make it worth it. right? good, i'm glad you agree. so, naturally, i did what all kids in my situation are dying to do. i marched my fabulous self outside and jumped into the plastic swimming pool in the backyard. seriously...can you think of a more awesome thing to do? i submit that you cannot. so there i am, in all my fabulousness...now totally soaking wet. i can't even imagine how ticked my mom was at that point. needless to say, dad got a call right about then to come home and help mom with the wacko daughter who just ruined her fabulous hair and easter dress (probably some white tights too).

there you have it. my random easter story. it makes me laugh.

"never build your case for forgiveness on the idea that God is our Father and He will forgive us because He loves us. that contradicts the revealed truth of God in Jesus Christ. it makes the cross unnecessary, and the redemption "much ado about nothing." God forgives sin only because of the death of Christ...Jesus Christ hates the sin in people, and calvary is the measure of His hatred."
--oswald

i will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;
i will counsel you and watch over you.
do not be like the horse or the mule,
which have no understanding
but must be controlled by bit and bridle
or they will not come to you.
psalm 32:8-9

maybe more later...but these verses caught me between the eyes today. just wanted to share.

some things i'm really wanting to do (hopefully sooner rather than later)...

-buy a house. and decorate it...paint, paint, paint...make stuff. call it home. like for real home--not a rental.
-travel somewhere fantastic. it's been too long.
-paint something i really love.
-buy a new vehicle. the good ole mr2 has been good to me, but it's time to move on i'm afraid.
-go camping.
-see an amazing live show in a superhuge stadium or amphitheater.
-learn how to really love.
-conquer the art of snowboarding.
-go out on a hott date with a hott man. yeah, i said it.
-get wisdom. get understanding. (proverbs 4:5)
-spend more time with the people i love.
-figure out a way to use this writing thing.
-see africa...at least some part of it.
-read the word from front to back (or finish, i guess).
-play in the rain. yeah, i know...but i just wanna.

db at the handlebar. yesssssssssssssssssss.

can someone explain to me when halloween became an excuse for girls (and by girls, i mean women in their 20s) to dress like prostitutes and feel justified?

honestly...i don't understand it. and i'm not trying to get on my soapbox and look down on anyone. but i've never seen so many scantily clad (christian) ladies in my life.

does the fact that it's a holiday cancel out the responsibility we have to our brothers in Christ?

just wondering.