Man down.

I don't know what happened to my immune system. It has literally just shut off.

I've been sick more this season that I have in two years. It makes NO sense. Yes, I babysit small children who have yet to learn the importance of hygiene, but still. You'd think I'd be okay by 20 years old.

It snowed today. Maybe I'll get a picture tomorrow. I don't know when I got such a disdain for snow...I know it happened at Mt. Zion (now Summit), but...I'm just not sure WHAT turned me off to snow.

Maybe the bitter romantic in me resents it. Maybe all my body remembers when I see snow is negative degree wind chill freezing me to the bone.

Well, no maybes. I can't think of other possibilities. Those two reason are why I don't like snow. Bad memories of being so dang cold at school, and being sad that I have no love life to make snow romantic.

=_= I'm really pathetic when it comes to romantic things. I'm really trying to not talk about it, though.

Are those walls that I'm building? Yes. I know. Leave me be.

On a side note (literally), my 365 over there --->
isn't as cool as I wanted it to be. It's a picture I took a couple days ago, but then today I thought of a cooler shot..I didn't try it. Maybe I will and then post it anyway. I can do what I want.

Crooners in my head.

I put my Pandora on Quick Mix or whatever, and it played crooners. So I Have Ella in my head.

Note about my 365 over there --->
I'm not really reading anything right now, but I bought those books a few days ago. I'm excited about reading them.

What are you reading? Do you recommend anything? I don't read enough, so I'd love some suggestions.

I figure I'll just keep saying stuff...

...until I figure out what the point of this thing is.

New Photography 365 over there, btw (I'll try to post tomorrow's sooner than I did todays...--->

I don't know if anyone reads my blog. There's not much to look at, but maybe that's just me. I don't have much to say right now, and that's okay. I don't want to force myself into doing something super impressive with this thing. It's not like I have my own family, or a business or am doing any major projects. I'm just living my life, waiting to see what's coming my way.

The unfortunate thing is that because I'm advertised this thing on Facebook, I can't be as brutally honest on here as I'd like. Or rather, as I would normally (same thing, I guess.) I suppose that's good because if I make it too ranty or too uber personal, it's not going to draw anyone's attention. That's been my problem in the past. My posts would be long tirades about whatever, or blah blah blahing about me me me. Borrrrring.

We'll see. There's time.

Day Eleven

If you look over there --->
You'll see a section about my Photography 365/ The subject today was "Where I Sleep." The picture is of my quilt. Now, I don't have any particularly heart-warming story about my bed sheets, but they are special to me. I bought them especially for college - I was in the very beginnings of my "trying to be classy" stage (I'm making progress, but I can't deny that I just love being reallyreally comfy.)

My mom was like, "You can use it later", blah blah blah. I liked the set, and it matched some throw pillows my Aunt got me off of eBay quite perfectly.

Well, for almost four years now, those sheets, pillows and the quilt have been on my bed. They went through Bible school with me. They didn't go through internship (which is fine by me. They were better off in the school's storage!) I've had sleepovers in those blankets with my best friends. I've cried in those blankets. I've had side-splitting laugh attacks on those blankets. I've had late night talks about boys with my roomie on those blankets. I've played games on them. I've prayed on those blankets. It was on those blankets that the Lord helped me realize that I could be satisfied with His love.

And now, I'm home. Back from college. I've still had many moments on my bed. On those blankets. They're special, and I look forward to keeping them forever...

Though, they are twin size, so unless I stay single, they may go a few years without use.

Short and sweet.

I'm going to work soon, but I figured I'd put out a quick update.

Last night, we had a belated family Christmas with my Aunt, Uncle and cousins. We also got to meet Annaka, the new beautiful baby! She is literally one of the most wonderful babies ever.

I'm hoping to have a direction for my blog. I'm not quite sure exactly what it's going to be...my problem is that I find these role models, as it were, and I want to be somuchlikethem, then I realize I'm not...and I don't know exactly what it is I have to offer. I can't just copy people.

We'll see what happens. I'm not exactly a well of insight right now :P That's okay.

Photography 365 #11 coming later today :)

Photography 365

I was browsing on Pinterest and saw that my cousin Beth pinned a 2012 "Photo A Day" schedule from a site called The House of Smiths. I personally have not looked around this site, but when I was reading through the list of things to photograph, I said to myself, "Hey..I'm gonna do this! Why not?"

I figure, since it's a year long project, I'll keep a space over there --->
just for my "Photo #[insert number here]", and if there's anything significant about the photo that day, I'll blog about it :)

I'm a few days behind, but better late than never! I'll do a little stream through of pictures that I have to make up for it. (No, they wony all be from this year, but I'm okay with that, so you should be too.)

I'll be trying to make it so much more.

I love this song. It says exactly what is in my heart concerning myself, my life, this year.

So far, I don't have anything too insightful to say, so I'll just leave it at this song and we'll see what happens.

Why pancakes.

If you're curious, my title is based from a line in the movie Stranger Than Fiction (one of my favorites!)

The dialogue is such:

Dr. Jules Hilbert: ...Harold, you could just eat nothing but pancakes if you wanted.
Harold Crick: What is wrong with you? Hey, I don't want to eat nothing but pancakes, I want to live! I mean, who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living chooses pancakes?
Dr. Jules Hilbert: Harold, if you pause to think, you'd realize that that answer is inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led... and, of course, the quality of the pancakes. 

It is after this point in the film that Harold decides to throw away his current life of nothingness and DO things. That aspect of the movie has always been one of the things that connects me to it, and it's how I feel right now.

I want to DO life. I want the quality of my life to be so amazing that I don't even think twice about resorting to proverbial pancakes - no matter how tasty. I've had my time of awkward transition, I've had my time of nothing, of emptiness.

No more. It's a new year, and by the grace of God, I'm not going to waste it or the opportunities provided through out it.