Once upon a time...

Once upon a time there was a girl.
Well....that's still relevant today because "girls" still exist...

Once, long long ago...in a galaxy far, far away...
That's very subjective too and all depends on where you are in the universe....and I was actually referring to this galaxy. So I suppose if you're reading this on the planet of earth, it's not very far away at all. To any alien friends who've somehow intercepted this small blog in this small corner of the world--hello! Don't judge humankind on my thoughts and words! I refuse to take such responsibility.....

Once, I used to blog.

I used to blog about lipstick and clouds, mountains and chocolate. (Did I ever blog about chocolate? I'm always grateful for chocolate).

But then life took me by the collar, flung me around for a bit, tearing me away from this seemingly nostalgic and perhaps a bit egotistical activity of blogging.

Life and I had a stare down.

A long long stare down.

Sweat begin dripping from my forehead as I refused to blink. Life was cool, unyielding, collected.
Have you ever had a stare down with a concept? (Is life considered a "concept"?) It's hard.
It's unnerving.
Half the time you're thinking "what am I even looking at??"

Did I win such stare down? It's under review. The referees are currently debating vigorously. I'll let you know.

I actually kind of just pushed life down....a sucker punch some would call....and made a wild run for it. I'm sure I'm in for a beating when it finds me.....*gulp*

So what is this all leading too?
Well.

Not sure.

I was going to write about all my latest adventures. Going to Yellowstone with family. Being homeless for two weeks. Star gazing with my cousin Sam, lying on the roof of my car on top of a mountain (watching the stars fall and gazing at the twinkling lights of the city down below (yah the roof of my car was all dented in but popped right back up like a tin can with a little bit of pressure from the inside! Ha! Love Geos)). I was then going to tell you all about my Labor Day hike with Selene. Lasted about 6 hours. Ran out of water in about 3.5 hours. Had to hike UP a mountain to get back to the car. Dehydrated. Tired. Sweaty and smelly. Unprepared. We took a few unmarked, beautiful amazing trails up Payson Canyon. At one point on a long trek up searching for my car, we sat on the side of a road in a grassy area and laughed for about ten minutes. Sometimes that's all you can do. Gosh, I am so grateful for Selene, for being able to laugh in such an exhausting time. It's one of those stories that you look back and laugh at....except we also laughed while experiencing it. Best.
I was going to tell you all about how thankful I am for Family and friends and good people. For food and a place to stay while I was homeless. With a full heart, I had plans of explaining how thankful I am for my dear cousin Sam. She's the kindest most understanding, non-judging, sweetest, most naive and innocent person I've ever known. She gave my roommate a huge kiss on the cheek after meeting her THAT morning. Her hugs are the best and she has so much room in her heart for everybody she meets. I've never met anyone so loving of people and of God. Gosh I adore her. She's going to do so well on the mission and I'm so grateful she got to come to Provo to hang out for a day and a night before going into the MTC.
And of course, laughter--I'm always grateful for laughter and adventure.

So I suppose life and I had a stare down....we wrestled....I sucker punched and ran....but really, life and I get along just fine. Life is good. Really good.
And I'm grateful for God and country, family, friends, good health, and this amazing earth.

Yah. That's what I was going to tell you.

:)