Deliciousness takes many forms

Today, that form is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

P.S. Apparently I can't keep up with this blog. Which isn't to say that I'm not grateful for many, many things. Only that I'm busy. And lazy. (Yes, it's possible to be both.) My solution, then, is to just think of one thing - *one* thing a day (and, then, actually post it).

Number twenty-two: peanut butter and jelly. Made with love. I like mine with just a little bit of jelly (raspberry is best), cut diagonally or into four triangles. How about you?

you spin me right round

Things that make me infinitely happy, Take One (in no particular order)
1. Riding my bike.
2. Chocolate chip pancakes + fun breakfasts.
3. Pizza. Always pizza.
4. Vineyard City Church worship. It's just the best.
5. The *Once* soundtrack.
6. My best friend.
7. The Wedding Singer, every time I watch it.
8. The relationship between my cat and my dog.
9. Colter's hugs.
10. This: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-94JhLEiN0.

Number twenty-one: PATIENCE. Because sometimes the rose-colored glasses aren't on the nightstand where you left them. Sometimes you've got to search for them, dig through lots of other odds and ends, and endure several hazy, blue-colored days before picking them up again and forcing them back onto your face.

but, still

So, I've been a little down lately. And since this blog is, well, not about that, I figured I was at least capable of pulling together a list of things that are, still, good. Great, even. It's not real for anyone to be bursting with happiness all the time, and it's definitely not real for me.

But, still, for these things I am grateful. But, still, for these things I consider myself blessed beyond what is deserved. But, still, for these things, I start perking back up again and realizing - hey, it's not so bad.

Number twenty:
a niece or nephew on the way (!!!)
sunshine
cold water
Chaco's
the Weepies station on Pandora
thinking about my next photo adventure
Wicked
a new uniball pen with a very fine point
a fridge full of food freaking fan-tastic friends
legs that can run, arms that can swim, feet that can pedal

i'm not the boss of me

Number Nineteen: LETTING GO. Because it feels great when you realize, suddenly, that you don't need to (and can't) carry it all yourself. More than that, it feels great when you realize that the one who can will do a much better job with it than you will.

p.s. This is starting to get too cheesy, even for me.

"what is essential is invisible to the eye"

Number Eighteen: TRUST. Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there.

just say yes

to get to the light
sometimes you have to squeeze through
the tiniest cracks



Number Seventeen: LIGHT. And always moving toward it.

who can be against us?

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8: 38-39

Number Sixteen: CONFIRMATION. (Not conformation.)