Let it snow

Here are some pics from our house in Washington as of Sunday, Dec. 21st. Hopefully the rain will stay through Christmas and it won't rain.

What a difference 12 years makes...

...12 years go by...

We're almost all in the same spots too (minus our dead dog).

Building Makeover

This has been up since August. It's the main wall in our student building. On the left - VERITAS - that is our high school group. I'll let you look up what it means. On the right - ROOTS - that's our middle school group.

2 Degrees of Separation

I have never felt closer to the leader of our country than I do now.
That is my uncle with the beard.
My uncle Terry, Aunt Lu, and my cousin Rodney's kids.

Tiger Stripes

Sunburns are not uncommon in my world. In fact, they are helpful to me. Once a year I think I'm invincible. This is usually about 6 months after the last time I was out in the sun. I think to myself, "I haven't been sunburned for half a year, certainly I won't get sunburned today."
Notice the hands on the lower back. These are my own. I had some access sunscreen from my face and wiped it on my lower back. The good news is I'm all peeled and have a fresh layer of new skin.

Lawn Art

Let's clear the air

So I've been getting phone calls and text messages from friends who, although haven't said it, think I'm unhappy/slightly depressed/having a hard time transitioning. I understand why, I did write a story that could have easily resembled my life, but it's not about me. I was sitting in Starbucks reading one evening and something said in Donald Miller's Blue Like Jazz got me thinking and I decided to write about it.

So I'm doing great, no need to be alarmed. After all, I just turned 23.

Plus, when you've got a body like this, how can you been sad?