Three years later...

After a whirlwind arrival in Denton, I have now completed three years of dance school and UNT's Bachelor of Fine Arts program in Dance. I feel tremendously grateful for the experiences I have had and for the growth and learning that occurred. Future plans unknown, we'll see what's next on the horizon. In the meantime, I'm lifeguarding and teaching beginning ballet and hanging out with family and loving it. Blessings.

CHAMELEON

Remember!

Friday and Saturday 8:00pm at the Paramount.

An evening of PARADOX.

Sad Day...

Sometimes it's the little things in life that can make the biggest difference. Perhaps a small gift less than $10 can go further than you ever imagined.

Today, I realize what an incredible gift I've been given. At the risk of sounding a little cheezy, bear with me here. When I graduated high school, my friend Candy gave me a laundry basket full of goodies. That basket included a box of dryer sheets...



This box of dryer sheets, my friend, has lasted me through the last nearly seven years of laundry. (I wrote my name on it so that it would stay with me through the moves... Also, keep in mind that due to the high volume of dance gear being laundered I only dry about every other load of laundry...) Tonight I will use the very last laundry sheet from this box and thus end an era. A very special THANK YOU to Candy for helping me stay static free with an outdoor fresh scent.

Another Reason I Don't Keep Chocolate in the House...

I had chocolate dessert after every meal today...

A brownie after breakfast...
Chocolate Carmel Crunch at lunch...
Hershey's Kisses after dinner...

Don't worry; I ate an assortment of fruits and vegetables, grains, and soy meatballs to stay healthy, too.

It's almost Christmas, which means MAX's BIRTHDAY and CHEESE BREAD and SHEET TENTS.

The WIndy City...

North Texas is experiencing some crazy, turn-your-umbrella-inside-out, serious winds today. While walking to the library, I laughed outloud because I was seriously walking like this: /. I should have had my V-8.

It also reminded me of being a kid- when someone told me to be careful because I was so little so that I didn't blow away in the wind. I didn't realize it was a joke, so on windy days like today, I would stomp my way to class with fists clutched tightly to my jacket in hopes that the wind would not carry me away.

Candy Corn...

I remember how much I wanted to be a grandmother when I was a kid and the very moment it began.

We sat down to eat lunch one day, and my grandmother did not have a plate set out. We asked if she was eating, to which she replied, "I'm not really hungry... and you'll have to do something different for dessert. I ate the entire cake batter." THE ENTIRE CAKE BATTER?! She didn't just have dibs on the spoon or the bowl, folks. She ate the WHOLE THING.

This was the moment I wanted to become a grandmother- so that I, too, could enjoy cake batter. It seems I've inherited a bit of her sweet tooth, and perhaps it's a good thing candy corn only comes to the grocery stores once a year.

The Great Camp Countdown

Less than two weeks and we'll be full force into summer camps. I have loved getting to be back home as well- family breakfast, farmer waves, DuckTales, falling asleep during movies, Max's ballgames, swimming, a candle lit breakfast, vegetarian food, and a beautiful reminder of what we hold to as sacred.

So for those that I will see at camp this summer, if you haven't got your camp paperwork in, seize the moment and let TODAY be that day. For all of you who have moved away from the camp world, we miss you and wish God's richest blessings on your summers. Pray for us!