Awkward Words of Advice for those of You Getting Freaky..

Okay ladies, so this is going to be an out of the ordinary post. Especially as I am not active in this brand of excersise... but, I have had a few married friends learn and experience a lovely dance called the 'Kidney Stone' dance. It causes enough pain to make labor a breeze...

Just a friendly suggestion...

GO PEE AFTER EVERY TIME YOU GET 'FREAKY'... (aka. The Happy Horizontal Dance or Sexual intercourse. Whichever label you are more comfortable with.) ... ;)

This also helps with the prevention of UTI's, bladder/kidney infections for those of you who are sexually active in the present.

Thank you to my mother for sharing this tip with me, and now the internet!

Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are.

Given patience, trust, and time all things will be revealed in faith. It is by faith that all things come to pass. It is through faith that all things are made clear to us. It is because of faith that we make it through everything we are given... alive.

But it is because of love, that we are here. Why are we crying for anger. Why are we holding on to that anger, as it bullets the sky. Pride, and hatred do nothing for the world. It leaves damage to the heart. Don't you think it's time we let the holes heal?

Misunderstandings and lack of communication are the culprits behind most hurt, and pain. From pain comes anger, and from anger we let our hearts become cold with pride. We are in a suicidal war, and we will lose if we can't learn to let the Lord take the reins. Everything happens for a reason, and there is reason behind everything that is happening. It's a matter of trust, and having enough faith to let God lead the way. Wouldn't it be easier to let someone who already knows the way be the guide, instead of blundering about like a bunch of idiots? How many souls have we already lost because we held on to a bitterness, and let hate take the lead? We have soldiers who are fighting bravely across the ocean for us. We have angelic soldiers fighting for our spiritual attention. How quickly do we walk through this life without pausing to let the heart heal... How many children have grown in a loveless world. How many of us are drowning in a sea of pain because the weight of the world on our shoulders is pulling us under. All it takes is a moment. A moment to pause and listen. A moment to pray for help. A moment heal. A moment to stop and take the hand of someone next to you. A moment to smile. A moment to hope. A moment to let go and Forgive. A moment of Faith.

Growing My Own Wish...

GROW YOUR OWN WISH...

You are the one who knows your dreams, and it's up to you to make them come true.

It is vital that we remember we do not know all people. We do not know where they have been, where they are going, or what they are capable of. It is our responsibility to treat all beings, and persons with dignity, respect, and the love our Savior unconditionally shows to us.

Black Box of Colorful Wonders

Isn't if funny... music is able to fill us completely, speak the words that won't come, express the unknown feeling, and calm even the most dangerous of storms...

Magic is the world where the touch of rhythm and sound will draw a smile from even the darkest of times.



With a simple photograph you are left breathless, and painted in a world of wonder...

What a wondrous world we live in where still art has the ability to make you feel, dream, and express without the need of a single word...

07.08.09 @ 10:11:12 ... PICTURE TIME!!!

Here is a collection of what I did today... 8 hours in direct sunlight... Normally my skin goes straight to a tan, so this is actually kind of exciting for me! I'm willing to bet it will be gone by tomorrow evening, faded into a lovely tan; thanks to my olive undertones. (Thank you Grandpa Adams for passing down that gene!)

7/8/09 @ 10:11:12 AM

07.08.09 @ 10:11:12PM

Words Of Caution...

When you look for something, you will find it.

Even, if only in your mind.

If you look for hidden meaning, you will find one.

No matter how small.

If you suspect ulterior motives, they will be there.

Anything will do.

Stop reading between the lines, and read what is boldly printed.

You'll find the truth was never hidden from you...

Open Window In A Closed Room Of Confusion

Have you ever felt you were meant for something greater than what you were doing, but felt trapped by your situation and lack of means to attain your greatest dream? Were you stuck in a day dream with no map, car, or key to find your way around to the golden treasure in your reality? Lost in the confusion of the world. No idea where to start, or how to even get to a starting place. Knowing what you want, but unable to reach the means to make it happen. Once upon a time you had a plan of action, and you did what was necessary, but it all fell through because you had no more support. Told over and over again what you wanted was a nice dream, but was only that, a dream. After so many times it gets beaten into you, and you begin to believe it. It's hard to want great things. It's even harder to attain the impossible when you feel so small and helpless. It's frustrating to be told, it's okay, I felt the same thing, you'll get there eventually. Though they may be right, and you will make it, if you keep pushing towards it... how are you supposed to believe them when they say "I know how that feels" or "I've been there" when every situation is so different. You can't follow their steps because their dream isn't your dream. It's nice to know you aren't the only one struggling, but knowing that doesn't always fix the problem. It takes perseverance, and strength. You have to be self motivated, and able to stay driven despite the many trials thrown your way. There are moments when you have to believe in yourself, and throw everyone else into the background. There are days when the only thing you want is someone to tell you, 'You can do this, it isn't impossible,' or 'I am so proud of you.' Because those of us who dream of the impossible know that it doesn't happen in just one day. It takes a lot of effort, and there are so many steps to climb before you even get amongst the stars. Standing at the bottom looking up is terrifying. Often times you can't see the end, it's just a picture in your head. You hope you've chosen the right staircase, and the right shoes for that long climb ahead. First goes the right foot, and then the left. Step by step you climb higher and higher, soon you can't see the bottom and you still can't see the top. It gets hard, and you get tired. It's when you sit down in tears and the impossible really does seem just that. Impossible. When you reach that point of exhaustion; When you can't fight the voices in your head telling you, "you can't." When your support group leaves, and the day turns to night, you have to make a choice. You have to decide whether to get up, and keep going despite the tears streaming down your face and the bruises on your feet, or pull the I quit handle to your left, and slide down to the bottom of the staircase. You have to choose if giving up on everything, dealing with the I told your so's, and living with your what-if's and regret is easier... Or is that dream in your eyes worth everything you've already been through. That curious feeling that alights in your heart when you picture yourself at the top, smiling, and the pride you feel for yourself when you finally reach the impossible.

The choice is ultimately yours, and if it is important enough to you, there will be a window somewhere in that room of confusion. You just have to keep searching, and watching for the glimmer of glass, and a slight of air passing through the cracked window frame. Pull it open, and hop through. If you keep going, and trust in yourself, you'll find your staircase, you'll be able to start the climb, and you will make it to the top.

Fathers Day... Gustafson Style

Cameron learning to splash around in the middle of the street... We are such a cool family! Ha! Haha! Hahaha! My Daddy lives for his children. This is how he chose to spend his Fathers Day: Outside in the rain with his kids, avoiding the In-laws who were indoors. ;) We told stories, reminisced about past storms, our time in Bountiful, and of course daddy told some of his hilarious childhood stories. You'd be hard put to out do my daddy when it comes to funny childhood stories. We rarely hear the same story twice, but we always end up in stitches!