Thursday, April 30, 2015

I Need To Breathe, you Need To Breathe, and I need to remind you it's KHAKI THURSDAY!

HELLO!  I hope you're wearing your khakis. If not, you may have your blog reading rights revoked! On second thought, you might be my only reader, on cargo shorts, or jeans, or maxi skirt, read on.

Are you thankful for today yet? Take a moment and let the thought sink in. Are you smiling yet? I am. I am tired. I would rather be laying on my couch than working. I'm certain that playing in the sun would benefit me more right now than sitting under these fluorescent lights.

I can think of a dozen things I'd rather be doing right now, but since I'm not doing those things, I'm going to rejoice in the right now. Won't you join me?

...there it is. Feel that smile? Yeah you do.

On to the stuff!
Just Breathe

Last night was the Need To Breathe concert in Grand Prairie. We had such a great time. Pit tickets gave us the opportunity to feel more involved in the experience. Standing for 4 hours on concrete is a bit rough (at our age...or he'd say my 'advanced' age) so I'm glad I wore semi-comfortable shoes.

Drew Holcomb and the Neighbors were a great opener. Their style reminded me of Ray LaMontagne (which you know I HEART), and set up the evening with a very chill vibe. Need To Breathe changed that though. They told us we were about to lose our minds, and we did. Well, at least the energy was high and I did see some fist pumping.

Not many bands sound good live. Need To Breathe delivered in a big way though. Spot on, on key, clear, awesome vocals. The light show behind them was amazing, and really added punch to the set. They had 2 trap sets, maracas, a banjo, and a harmonica. I get excited when bands have variety in instruments.

The venue was a good size. Not massive to the point you feel overwhelmed or lost. The parking was adequate, once you got into the lot. It was overpriced in my opinion though. You've already paid a pretty penny to get in, so I don't agree with $15-$30 for parking.

Getting to the Verizon theater was a little frustrating. Everywhere in Texas is plagued by construction and accidents. This combination, on top of it being rush hour, made for some tense moments. Getting back to the highway (the easy way) was just as troublesome, as it was late, we were tired, it was dark, and people in Texas don't know how to not be jerks on the road. We did finally get on 75N, and out of the monster-plex metroplex. Thank you Love's for Cosmic brownies and Mountain Dew.

Overall I give the night a big thumbs up. It was energetic, fun, bright, and positive. Aside from a few spilled drinks on the floor, and some seriously poor dance skills to be witnessed, I'd say everyone had a good night. I know I did.

(there is that dumb smile again)


Co-garden didn't wash away in our week of rain. It's beginning to look strong and healthy.
I've been put to task to make sure the okra survives, as it is a serious matter. Serious. Okra or death.

The remainder of the week and weekend I'm booked up with things, but I have to squeeze in a little farming time. Since the plants are all getting tall I need to stake them asap.

Although we usually pray for rain in southern Oklahoma, I'm praying for sunshine right now. I need that ground to dry up just a little. Lord, don't send a drought though, I'm sure that would be my fault....

Being rooted in your faith is often compared to a big, strong tree. Deep down you should have a system of strongholds, keeping you grounded, upright, and stable. God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Putting your faith roots in Him will always be the right choice.

In many other areas of life I think we should be rooted like an okra plant. Put there with intention, praying for growth, and in need of care. Strong and purposeful, but not so immovable that we would damage those around us to make our foundation. We must be willing to lean on others, to be staked if you will, in order to carry on. Roots deep enough in ourselves that we know what and who we are, but not so deep that we can't be transplanted if it is beneficial. In your weakness He is strong. Be flexible, be vulnerable, be wounded.

I'm learning so much about me in taking the time to observe others. I have had myself so rooted in my own ways, my own views, that I probably didn't realize how many times I hurt someone because I wanted things my way. Crawling down from my mighty oak has allowed me to be more tender, and much more patient. Anger, stubbornness, pride. These were a few of my favorite things. Prayer has helped me to leave those old leaves behind; I now (try to) clothe myself in understanding, patience, and kindness. You don't know how much it can please someone just to have you be calm. Negativity feeds off of negativity. If you can create a peaceful and safe environment, the other 'okra plants' will likely grow and thrive.



You learn new things everyday. What have you learned lately?

Is there someone that is helping tear down walls in your life? Do they know?

Stay rooted. Shallow in you, deep in Christ.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

My best advice

Wednesday, Wednesday, how are you?

We're about half-way through the week and I'm already 100% done for the day. Some days I really want to stay in bed with my dreams. I didn't get quite enough sleep last night, but what I got was wonderful. It's my own fault for being drowsy today, so I can't be upset. Thank God I had a comfy bed to rest in, and a roof over my head. Now if only He would allow me to stay there longer sometimes. :)

Today is the Need to Breathe concert. I'm totally pumped. Who wouldn't want to make the drive with a great guy by their side? Spending the evening worshiping and rocking out. I already have my big, dumb girl smile on. (shh, don't tell him, he'll tease me about my googly eyes again)

Check back tomorrow for my concert review in one of my favorite posts: Khaki Thursday! I love my weekly traditions...

Things that make you go..."oh no, stop talking"

Advice:  recommendation regarding a decision or course of conduct; counsel

I am not good at this. I have a good head on my shoulders. I make sound, researched, and calculated decisions. I'm not a hothead, I'm not quick to decide things. I like to look at all of my options, my future consequences, and make the most logical choice.

Giving this advice for your situation...well, that doesn't work so well. I am a FANTASTIC listener. I can listen to your anger, worry, depression, disappointment, concern, confusion, and desires forever! I can agree with you, I'm not afraid to confront you when I think you're being unfair, or incorrect. What I can't do is pump you up. I seem to give the 'it's going to get better; look on the bright side; there's your silver lining; it could be worse' speech, but it doesn't really help anyone. I just say awkward things that don't make sense to anyone. Lord how I wish I was good at giving advice. I feel like a failure when I can't make someone see the upside. 

What I can do is compliment you. I can tell you how wonderful you are. Why you are important to me. How you make my day/life turn around. My hope is to never turn the conversation on to myself and seem self-absorbed. My intention is always to make you smile.

Do any of you battle with shortcomings like this? Do you desire to be really good at something that is good, but you're just really bad at it?  Have you given up on your attempts after a season of them not working?

God gives all of us gifts. Compassion is so beautiful. I'm full of it, but I'm not good at delivering it. This makes my face sad.

Uh, but don't try to make me feel better in the comments if you're terrible at it like me. Duh, that won't help. You're a terrible person, remember? 



Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Busy week?... and doing all the things! (obviously)

Ah Tuesday. Not Monday anymore, but not quite the end of Friday. 
(that was a stretch, I know)

 I don't have a lot of meat for this post this week. The last 7 days were all about the prep for last weekend. Now I'm trying to look forward toward new plans.

~ I've got a full agenda this week with a doctor appointment, a dentist appointment, a concert, and a trip to see my parents. Hopefully I'll also get to pop in to see some oldies but goodies while in town Saturday morning. There is a 3 year old birthday party Saturday afternoon for his cutey, cutey nephew. Plus, it's the weekend!! So many good things can happen; such as food, naps, sunshine, and stuff.

~ Concert!!!!! We're going to see Need To Breathe. This makes me so happy. You don't even know. It's going to be awesome. I promise to tell you all about it. I could list all of their songs that speak right to me, but I'd basically just be listing most of their discography. Check them out if you've never done so, it's worth it.

~ Just a little report about my half-marathon recovery. Soreness is but a memory. No stiffness. All good! Hopefully going for a nice shake out run on Thursday. I'll let you know my distance and how I felt. I know you like to hear about those things. Feelings.

Really thoughty things

On my mind today is the subject of grudges. We all have had them before. It was called to my attention today that I've been holding on to one in my heart. It took someone else calling it out for me to see it for what it was. I had been justifying it for some time, but didn't see that it was honestly a useless, energy-sucking, sinful grudge. Now I have to work on letting it go. Maybe this is part of what has stunted my prayer life lately. God sees these sins in us, and if we continue to ignore or deny recognizing them, He'll send someone to point it out. We can't move forward until we get that wall out of our way. Thank you, you, for having the courage to tell it like it is.


 I must not be very creative because I'm VERY tidy.

Yep. Cereal. Every time. Last night I went for cereal, the milk was expired. So I had iced tea, and went to bed. 

Thank goodness this exists in other places than my world. Often I try to decide how long is long enough before answering so I don't look like I'm doing absolutely nothing but holding my phone and waiting....other times I read it....and next week think of a response.

Doing this! Who wants to join me? We need accountability.

Buh-huh-huh-huh-huh. Trooth.

He's so cute. 

Monday, April 27, 2015

OKC Memorial Run to Remember

I did it!! I ran my first half-marathon!

Official time 3:13:55. This included a 14 minute stop at the port-a-potty and 5 2-minute stops. Runner friend was having trouble with her feet cramping so she had to adjust her shoes and stretch a bunch. We promised to not leave one another during our first half-marathon, so I would run on, then run back and get her. I only actually stopped when she had to take the potty break, as I knew it would get me too far ahead if I went on. Minus those delays, I would have finished around 2:49, averaging 12:50/mile. I am very happy with that thought.

Let's review the experience.

OKC Run to Remember is rated in the top 12 "must run" marathons by Runner's World. I would agree. There were so many great points that I don't think I'll be able to list them all. Here is a good overview though!

General organization: The set up, signage, and announcements were top notch. At 5am when you're half awake and cold, it's nice to not feel lost. There was ample parking, downtown OKC was very well lit, and the signs for gear check and start corrals were HUGE. I was upset that the parking was cheaper nearer the start line as I assumed it would be higher, so I parked further away than I had to. Boo. Also, they could have put more port-a-potties near the start corrals so that we didn't have to trek 6 blocks to wait in line so close to the start of the race. ...1st world problems.

Course: We ran through some of the most amazing neighborhoods in the city. We also ran past OU Medical Center, the state capitol, and numerous parks. Oh, did you know you also get to run through Bricktown right out of the gate? It's fantastic. The course is a bit hilly, but not unbearable. My thought process says more uphill equals more downhill. The pavement was decent over the entire course with just a few rough patches. I didn't run the full marathon so I can't say that for all of it, but the half was good, solid road.

Course support: This paragraph could not encompass all of the amazing things I saw along the way. The race organizers had a massive amount of water/gatorade stations, as well as medical aid. Added to that were at least 100 extra groups of neighbors, spectators, and local clubs volunteering to help out. Water, gatorade, powerade, orange juice, beer, various shots (I know I saw vodka/oj and mimosa shots), pretzels, cookies, mini candy bars, oranges, bananas, and (my favorite) pineapple chunks. I lost count of the number of drum lines, costumes, and free high-five stations. The guy in the pink blazer and zebra pants with chilled champagne was fabulous. Just waiting on a lady to take a seat with him. And the signs! Thank you everyone for the signs! I wish I could have gotten a picture of all of them. If you run, you know what I mean. If you don't here is a short list:

~Your sport is punishment in other sports.
~You run better than the government.
~You aren't running slow, you're enjoying the course.
~Even Chuck Norris can't run marathons.
~I trained for 6 months to hold up this sign.
~Never trust a fart.
~Run random stranger.
~You think your feet are tired, imagine how your sports bra feels.
~(at almost the 4 mile mark) You only have one 5k and one 10k left to go!!!
~It sounded like a good idea 4 months ago.

The list goes on and on. You really get a sense of support out of those. Laughing along the way helps take your mind off of the task. Thank you to everyone along the way that cheered, screamed, waved, and encouraged.

Finish line: Coming over that last hill and seeing the big, green banner was breathtaking. After crossing the finish line you are ushered through the gates and into the resting area. The Ice House was so awesome. Plenty of chairs, coolers of bagged, crushed ice. Tons of staff on hand to saran wrap ice to you anywhere you needed it. You get the usual foil wrap, water, cookies, Kind bars, fruit, etc. Finisher medals were handed out as you passed through. Finisher photos taken. More tshirts. Just a ton of attention, and a little too much stimulation. It was a madhouse, but it was great.

Afterwards we made our way back to the gear check. I passed on the post-race massage as the line was forever long. There were numerous free food and drink tents, but I was fine with my water and Oreos. After retrieving my personal items I made my way back to my truck, and on to my friend's apartment for a shower. I was surprised at how great I felt; very little soreness or stiffness. I was mostly sad that it was over.

I tried to keep my Instagram and Facebook updated as the race went on. Checking in to see the support online put a big smile on my face. I had some great friends there at the finish line, and he followed me on his bike all along the course. I may have almost disqualified myself to get a quick kiss for good luck...(shhh xoxo) Support really is key for runners. We can train like crazy, but if no one supports us, we really can get worn down quickly. Thank you all for believing in my weird love for running.

 No chocolate??? What a ripoff!

We are only 362 days from the 2016 Run to Remember. If I want to run the full marathon, I have to get on my training NOW! No, I kid. I'm taking a few days off. I do plan to do the full next year. I'll be doing a few 1/2s this year in preparation, so keep a close eye on me to see how I do!

That right there is called braggin' rights yo. -->


Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Marathon Prep and things that you can read or not. Your choice.

4/19/2015: 20th Anniversary of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building bombing in OKC, OK.

4/26/2015: Run to Remember in honor of the 20th Anniversary.

The first Run to Remember was in 2001 with just under 5,000 participants. Today it has grown to over 25,000 runners/walkers.

This will be my first entry. I am running the half. As I write this I am overcome with emotion. I received my confirmation email just moments ago with my bib number. I can't believe it. I'm in a marathon known around the world. A very public stage where I get to participate in a very personal experience. Giving my all to do what I love, for no one but myself. An opportunity to push through my own pain and doubt in an attempt to reach a finish line that, at this time, seems so very far away. I am scared and nervous. No doubt these are the same emotions that run through each person upon facing adversity, tragedy, and eventually the hope for a future from behind its shadows. We face giants every day. The state and nation faced a giant on 4/19/1995, and since we have all risen out of that rubble and created a new dawn.

Don't wish me the best of luck, I already have that on my side. Instead use your positive thinking ability to search yourself for ways you can advance in life by facing your 'giant'. No matter your situation, no matter how dark, there is a finish line. And likely you will have a big crowd to cheer you along the way.

Marathon Prep
The food part 

I have read about marathon training and prep for a few years. I have not necessarily stuck to the plan. I'm running a half, and while that is not a simple task, it's also not a full marathon. That puts you body in an entirely different category for preparation. I also am not running for time, just completion. I won't be as depleted as some by the end because I won't push nearly as hard as I could. Having said that, I do know that I have to be fueled well ahead of time, and that's what I'm doing! 

Boiled eggs, chicken, and tons of water this week. 

My favorite daily snack, as well as what will probably be my pre-marathon breakfast: Honey peanut butter and rice cakes! 

I did all I could. I tried to save as much PB as possible. At some point you have to admit you can't do anymore and walk away. Time for a new jar.

It seems my wireless mouse likes the same kind of PB as I do. 

(I promised him that I didn't lick the PB off the mouse this time. I get those looks when I eat bread that I dropped on the restaurant table, or lick the inside of the lid on things. Or when I eat bacon that I find in the seat of my truck...)

Unless it's a half marathon. Then you can go halfway.
Administrative Professionals Day!
(Also Earth Day)

It's Admin Pro day, so go say thank you to your nearest receptionist, accounting clerk, office staff member or (ahem) Office Manager. We know how much you appreciate us. We know that you understand how hard we work. We know that you are truly sorry for making us want to push people into traffic. (not!) At least we get one day on the calendar when we are allowed to gloat about our awesomeness. 

DON'T FORGET ABOUT US. We may just forget about you on payroll day...

I always, always try to get something really cute, useful, and fun for my girls. Here is this year's loot:

 Cute little baskets in different prints from Hobby Lobby. I was able to find binder clips in matching or complimentary prints also.

A 'One-line-a-day" 5 year journal so they can write how amazing I am every day of the year. Some local jam from the famous Peanut Shoppe. A sweet smelling foam soap from Bath and Body Works; who doesn't love that place?!

Oh, and cute little post-its in the shape of word bubbles. That makes it an actual work gift, right??

Enjoy ladies!! Thank you sooooo much!

I didn't do anything for Earth day this year. I'm just hoping the hail coming this afternoon doesn't pummel my garden into the Earth.


No blog post would be complete without a few random memes to make you giggle or nod in total agreement.

True yesterday, today, and forever.

I want that too...and Fritos, and pizza, and iced coffee, and tacos, and fried pickles, and dark chocolate, and tacos, and cheese, and chocolate cake, and tacos.

I know someone that would agree with this. 

Get out there sunshine, go into the world. Do not be afraid. You are wonderful, I just know it.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Growing up, self-tanners, ...and doing all the things!!!!

Do you ever make lists of things you need to do? I don't mean things like stopping for gas, or buying a new nail polish. I mean BIG things. Grown up things. The kind of things that you have to do on your lunch break when the business is open. Things that require legal jargon, or measurements, or notaries.

I've had a pretty overwhelming list for the past 4 months. I'm finally getting to the end of it, which feels good. Looking back however, I've noticed how much I ran from these tasks. Decisions that can change the course of your life need to be well thought out, and executed with importance. I took the time to research them, organize the plan, and then.....I postponed. I didn't delay because I didn't want to face them. I didn't delay because it caused an emotional downturn. I delayed simply because "I don't wanna!". I wanted my mom to do it, or my teacher, or my big sister. I don't wanna go talk to the mean man behind the desk. I don't wanna go stand in line to fill out forms. And I definitely don't wanna wait for things to come back in the mail. I'm beginning to think that I'm not lazy, I'm spoiled to having not have had to be a grown up. I'm 31, I own a home, a vehicle, I have a credit card, and a career. These things, while grown up, came at the decision of someone else, or, were set into motion because they were a choice that benefited more than just myself. What I have not had to deal with is being the only one that takes care of the the things that only affect me. Most of my adult life I filled my agenda with tasks that affected myself AND others. So I had the interests of someone else in mind, and it motivated me. When it only affects me, I don't seem to have the same sense of urgency. Why do we put ourselves last, even when there is no one else ahead of us?

Things I took care of yesterday: Filed petition to be restored to my maiden name (you're welcome dad), cancelled DishNetwork because I really don't watch TV, and bought legit air filters for my house (I'm moving up from the $3/3-pack). These are things that really only affect me and they were very difficult to get around to. ~Don't grow up. It's a trap~

Services rendered

I don't know if you get as excited about free services as I do, but when someone takes time to think of me, and help me out without being prompted, that is the coolest. Last night I came home to a freshly mowed lawn, and then a neighbor brought me enchiladas. Quite possibly those that gave their time and effort didn't feel a strain in the giving, but to the receiver it was a major gift. Thank you C and H (not the sugar company) for being so sweet. (pun intended)

Fan of tan

I like being tan. I don't like cancer. I tanned in a bed for many years, but last season (2014) I took the summer off. Back in 2005-2007 I used a product called Fake Bake. It was the only brand of self-tanner that didn't make me orange. I decided to give it another try, and after a full year of re-experimenting I wanted to let you know that you should get on Amazon and buy it all the time, and wear it like it's your job. It smells good, it makes your skin soft, and it's very easy to apply. It has a handy color guide in it so that you know you didn't miss any spots. As a bonus, if you're really lazy in the mornings like me, you can NOT rinse the color guide off and you'll look super tan for the day. ...don't do this in the rain though, or if you're planning on sweating. It will also run if you have it on while drooling or crying. 

Fake tans are hot. 

Don't be this girl.

Pictures of things!

Co-garden is complete. How beautiful the silence of growing things. Life's a garden, dig it.

Not Fritos and pizza.

 I long for the days when the heart was spoken in such a way.

...but then this really does sound like me. So, I'll take truth however I can get it.

Do things that make you and others smile today. If you don't get to be here tomorrow, what will you be remembered for today?

Monday, April 20, 2015

Monday, and I'm not the prom queen.

Don't you dare be chipper today. You are not allowed to read this if you got enough sleep. I'm running off of very little. Let me just tell you about it.

After a long Saturday night (see fairytale section below) I was up at 8am Sunday planting Co-garden. I was gone Friday and Saturday while attending the BGCO Women's retreat, causing me to miss the better opportunities to plant. They were dying on the counter, something had to be done! So, plant, shower, off to worship. Chicken strip bonanza lunch. NAP. Mmmm, you know I like me some naps. He calls it face-down-couch-time. Good name for it. Mine is more slack-jawed-drool-time. Do you drool? I do. A lot. It's not the same as spit. It's cuter and endearing. Yes it is. ...yes it is. On to church workshop, then laundry-fest. Whoopie! After some visiting and a bit more napping I came to the realization it was not late at night, but early in the morning (like 1:20am early). My sheets were still in the washer, damp comforter insert in the dryer. Have you ever slept on a throw blanket under a comforter cover? I don't recommend it. 5am, walk with neighbor at the track.

Don't. Smile. At. Me.

Ok, you can smile. I'm actually in a lovely mood today, albeit a bit sleepy. God keeps the good going when there is good to be done. Well, God and coffee. I sure hope there is coffee in heaven; along with bacon and fried pies.

Women's Retreat

Check out Annie Downs if you have a chance. She spoke at our conference 4/17 - 4/18 in a super session titled "What more do you want?" A very down to earth, raw, kind-hearted girl that just wants to know God's plan. She is honest about being lost at times, and encourages you to embrace that and let God show you how to get through it, and past it! Quit hiding behind what you've settled for, waiting for what may never come. Get out there and enjoy what you do have and see what else is in store!

I got out from under my regular camera filter and discovered one called Beauty Face. I'm in love with myself now.

This is what happens when you take a selfie, of yourself, by yourself, and somehow aren't ready. 


 Remember those things I planted although I didn't know their identity?

 Here is what they look like a week later. Still a mystery, but they sure look like they may be big. Hope they aren't man eating plants.
 Co-garden, in the dirt. Two rows of okra that he wanted. They are looking strong so far. This will be the first year I've tried to growkra (haha). 

Fairytale Time!!!

You know how prom was stupid in high school? Try going in your 30s. It's so much better. 
Thanks to the best interior designer/event coordinator around for putting on such a beautiful prom for the local high school. I know they felt like celebrities that night.

How did we not get Prom King and Queen? 


Gourmet organic snowcones. Mine (left) is blackberry lavender. I hope these are in heaven.

 (ignore the poor use of the point-making God reference) This is 100% maddeningly correct. Stupid English language.

This is me today. Thanks to church camp, prom, and late night chit-chat. 
Based on the previous sentence it seems that I will be turning 16 years old this year. Oh, my, me.

In honor of Monday, here's some math-ality for you.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Planting, scones, and doing all the things!


Hi guys. Glad to have you back this week. I have been busy, so we have a lot to go over.

Since last weeks check-in I can report that I still have not found my iPod. Sad face. I'm sure you were keeping high hopes that I would come back with positive news; so sorry. No dice. Also, no one has offered to let me borrow/buy one! You are not very helpful readers. ...wait, come back. I'm sorry, you're the best. Don't go! Ok.

Here is what I have accomplished:

I made homemade strawberry scones. They were a little tangy as the strawberries weren't as ripe as I would have liked. Also, I put too many strawberries in (as if that is possible) and so they were more moist than normal. Edible nonetheless and fantastic. Don't complain, you didn't make them.

(like my dress? spring!)

 I planted spearmint, lemon balm, chocolate mint, and basil. This is a random spearmint sprig that was left behind. I don't use the chimenea so I thought maybe it would grow in there.
 Grandma Spaw's limestone planter. She always planted salmon geraniums in it. I have salmon geraniums in another pot, and filled this one with potato vine and that deep purple thing I like.
 "To plant a garden is to believe in the future"

He worked the field, and tilled the dirt. It is my turn to grow the bounty.

Sweet 100s, chocolate cherry, early girl, cucumbers, cantaloupe, yellow squash, zucchini, sweet banana peppers, bell peppers, jalapenos, and okra.

Co-gardening, year one.


 An insurance saleman ate half the bowl of peanuts on his clients' coffee table one evening during his presentation. He apologized for overindulging. They told him not to worry, they just like the chocolate off of them. .......uh

(fitness whole burger in my mouth)

 Squat challenge with 'Prell. We've know each other since our 20s, so let's keep our hineys looking like they did when we met.

No baggy butts. Squat till it's hot. Drop it like a squat. Earn the burn. Train the pain.

I really love when friends (or strangers) fall in love/hate with running. This guy here just started a few weeks ago, and already ran a 5k! I may have pressured him into signing up. Don't judge, he enjoyed it...I think...he got a medal! We both placed 3rd in our age groups. Very proud of him and super honored to be a part of his first race, first medal, and a new start in fitness! Frennnnnnz.


 Next thing to add to my project list. Isn't it fantastic? I know someone that dabbles in the lighting realm, so this may get done one day.

 I am that. I believe that. Keep telling me that. I'll never forget that.
Bowties and waist belts make for an uncomfortable visit after too much Easter dinner. FAKE SMILE EVERYONE!

Be lovely today.