Living Life Under 5 Foot

I had to wait a day to figure out how I wanted to verbalize this. 1 year ago 4 people from my small town were killed in a car accident. One of which was my really close friend Renzo. He would always joke around  about us getting married, and things like that. He would live funny notes on my car, always give me a hug when he saw me, and try non stop to make me smile. It worked. Even since his death even the memories make me smile. Here's the thing, the year of firsts is over. Which means the year of new things can happen. Wallowing isn't good. Even though you try to be good and faithful in this life, doesn't mean everything will always be all peachy keen. In fact the more faithful you are the more the adversary tries to cut you down. Here's the thing though. He won't have power over me. This last year has been one of the hardest, most heart breaking, painful, horrible years I have ever had (and that's saying worse then the divorce, worse then the bone...

Enjoy!!  My October life will consist of this until I reach 1,000 names!  I don't care who you are... this is DANG funny! 

Growing muscle is a funny thing, you have to tear the muscle first, which hurts, and then you have you push through the pain in order to make it strong. It takes about 3 days before you feel a little better again, yet if you stop moving then the muscle returns to how it was and all the pain was for nothing. Dislocating your jaw is painful. But it's more painful to relocated it, and to move it around afterwards. Yet, even though it's stinging pain you have to keep it moving or you lose movement in your jaw which is a bad thing. Blood blisters HURT! Let's say something gets pinched.. like a big toe! Even though it's hurting and you don't want to walk on it you just have to. Eventually the pain is gone and all that's left for a while is a weird mark. A ripped ligament needs pressure, movement, and exposure, or the healing won't take place. I learn so often about physical things, and how closely related they are to spiritual and emotional things, but man...

Only pictures can sum this one up.

I went paint-balling this week... LET ME TELL YOU! I was TERRIFIED! The first round I just hide hoping not to get hit, then as I became a little more confident I began shooting a couple people and moving around a bit more. Then pretty soon, I was running and planning ways to win and then BAM! I got hit right in my rib cage and it knocked the wind right out of me, I had to surrender and walk back to my base. Next round, I was still doing everything, just more careful not to allow anyone to sneak up behind me and shoot me, because it really really hurts. By the end of the night I was tired and a little beat, but I walked out with a smile on my face and my head held high. Life is like this sometimes.. Don't you think?  We are scared to do something, and therefore we hide, or we keep in our comfort zone in fear of the unknown, hoping that no one will find us. But sooner or later we have to emerge and fight for something. As we do this we begin to warm up...

Country music is such a weird thing, sometimes I really like it, and other times I cannot stand it.. but lately.. It's all I love.. and it's super confusing as to why! It can be so depressing!!!! Anyways off that rant, moving on. Life is such a funny thing, the way things work out. Plans, are meant to help us right? Well sometimes I feel like I make all these wonderful plans and in the end it doesn't really matter anyways. Humph. I'm taking the time to just go with it. I have an over all plan, but right now my little plans keep falling through, and it's getting rather annoying. Huffy Breath. Life is just a funny thing, you never know what's around the corner.

I received the BEST compliment today! Someone came and I smiled and said hello, and they said. "Oh you must be mormon!!" AWE SHUCKS!!! I have been working hard for so long on my testimony, and for the time of my life I was unsure, it sure makes up for it when someone can tell just by looking at me. The man went on to explain how I had this glimmer in my eye and was always happy. Therefore, he concluded, I must be a mormon. I believe I enjoy this. It was just a grand day let me tell you. Things just went well. I helped my good friend plan how he was going to ask his girl to marry him. I had fun! I've also refreshed my love for the 50's and found this ADORABLE dress.. just saying! Well, that's all for now folks! How pretty is this?