Summer memories

It is a cold chilly day today. If you are ever around me for longer than a minute, you most likely will hear me mention how mush I dislike winter. There is snow all around from the past two days. It has warmed up to 35 degrees today so it is starting to melt. 35 is about 50 degrees below the temp I like.
As I sit here craving for summer to come, I think it's a good time to share a fun summer memory. Maybe I will do a few over the next few days. :)

It was late June or early July of this last summer. My parents were gone for the week. My brother Nick and I had been doing a lot of different activities that week, and this was the one day we both had nothing to do. We didn't like having nothing, being that we were used to having too much.
Around 2 A.M. and we both were still wide awake, complaining to each other about how bored we were. That is when the idea popped in my head that we should go on a walk. Ha ha, random, I know.
We headed out the door in and were lead by the bright moon and stars in the clear sky. We had brought flashlights but did not end up needing them.
On our little gravel road every one owns dogs. So we had to sneak as we traveled in hopes of not waking up the whole street. We were almost to the end of the road, when the house with 6 labs broke out in intense barking. We'd been caught.
We were nervous about what a person would think, no matter what excuse we found for why we were out at 2 am. The person in the house came out and yelled at the dogs to shut up. We continued walking a little more and the dogs barked even more passionately. So she let out a holler, "Is some one out there?" We stood frozen, both of us wanting to burst out in giggles.
The barking finally ceased and the neighbor went back inside, we quietly kept treading on. We finally got to the pavement, where we had planned to turn around, but we decided we did not want to pass by those dogs again, so instead we walked to the alternate way to our house, about 2 miles away. Once we hit the pavement, the houses are a little further back from the road, and are more spaced apart. So we had enough privacy to talk and laugh. It was fun.
We were about half way to our house, and I was saying how freaked out I would be if I saw 2 people walking by at 2am. Just then we passed a house, and heard the door lock. We laughed some what loudly due to the funny timing.
We went a bit further, and I told Nick how I had always had a fascination with the idea of laying in the middle of the road. We got to a long straight part of the road, and he said, "Let's do it!" So we laid there in the middle of the road, fulfilling one of my life long dreams, and I was thrilled when the moment was topped off by seeing 2 shooting stars.
The shooting start inspired my brother's question if I was aware my camera had the tool to take pictures of the stars. I got very excited and begged him to do it. So we finished the fun "morning" by going back home and grabbing my camera, to shoot the stars.

Some of the best times, are the most random.



Ha ha, I wish this had been mine! LOL

Want it done? DO IT!

Most people see the problems of the world, and want some one to do something about it. I see what is wrong, and want to do something about it.
As the bible says, "The harvest is mending, but the workers are so few."
I found a good article that explains perfectly the frustration I have been having. It seems I have all these people demanding some one help, but when I try to get them to help, there is always an excuse as to why they cannot.
This is copied and pasted from snopes.com:

"Slacktivism

We can't claim credit for having coined this term, nor do we know its actual origin, but we love it nonetheless. Slacktivism is the search for the ultimate feel-good that derives from having come to society's rescue without actually getting one's hands dirty, volunteering any of one's time, or opening one's wallet. It's slacktivism that prompts us to forward appeals for business cards on behalf of a dying child intent upon having his name recorded in the Guinness World Book of Records or exhortations to others to continue circulating a particular e-mail because some big company has supposedly promised that every forward will generate monies for the care of a languishing tot. Likewise, it's slacktivism that prompts us to want to join a boycott of designated gas companies or eschew buying gasoline on a particular day rather than reduce our personal consumption of fossil fuels by driving less and taking the bus more often. Slacktivism comes in many forms, but its defining characteristic is its central theme of doing good with little or no effort on the part of the person inspired to participate, through the mechanisms of forwarding, exhorting, collecting, or e-signing."

Go ahead and sign+forward that next e-petition, but before you do, please also go work up a sweat, get your hands dirty, volunteer!
Asking for action is nothing with out each of us doing the acting.
Peace♥♥

What is that?

Today I woke up and decided it was a good day to rome around the woods surrounding my house. We live on 10 acres of land in about 1000 acres of logging country. There is a little creek at the edge of our land, that I have not visited in at least 3 years. I made my way out the door and was instantly greeted by the pouring rain. But being that I have lived in Oregon for 18 years, I am numb to the rain(lol). I just put on my mud boots and treaded on. I had to turn back to the house for pruners when I discovered the trail was almost non existent due to over grown blackberries.
As I went on I walked to parts that I never have before. It was fun. There are few things more therapeutic then spending time in the quiet of nature.


As I made my way down to the creek I noticed a tree with a large white streak on it. I thought it was a cool formation of tree sap. I got up to it and poked it, discovering it was a slimy gooey something with two slugs in it.

That is what inspired the title of this entry. I can't figure out, what is that?
Being that my mind tends to go to the gutter, I got back to my house and searched the internet for "slug mating." It looks like it, but their "product" is the size of a dime. The stuff I found was about as big as my boot.

So do you have an idea what it is? Please add a comment to help me solve my mystery

Isn't it amazing?

Today is Christmas day. For two years, Christmas day has also been the marker of the day my dreams were crushed, when I realized ORU was not going to happen.
I had prayed and prayed that God would make a way. But that day, I heard him gently say, "Now not." I cried a bit, but I felt peace. These two posts pretty much sum up the thoughts around that time: First Here and then here
Today December 25 has a new meaning to me. The day 2yr old murder victim Sylar Newton's abusers were both put behind bars. As I celebrated a bittersweet celebration for justice, I realized I am at a place in life I never imagined I would be.
It amazes me how much has changed in the past two years. I changed majors twice, I have gone from wanting to be a missionary nurse, to a child services agent. I have gone from shy and overly proud, to outspoken for what is right, and humbled. I have gone from fear of commitment and leadership, to president and co-founder of a non profit organization.
Every day I am learning more about my self, and every day I am seeing how different my life would have been if God had given me what I wanted, instead of what I needed. I am so thankful I have him guiding my steps, even when I don't think it's fair.
I would not say God kept me home just to start the foundation, because I refuse to think God wanted Sylar to die. He kept me home, where I had the experiences I did, that humbled me, shaped me, and made me yearn for what is right. Now that the terrible has happened, due to those two's terrible decisions, I feel honored that God is using me to help make good come from it. Genesis 50:20


The foundation is up and running. We are now supporting our first survivor. Sending him cards and gifts. We were just awarded $1000 this week! We are still working out exactly how that will be used.
In the new year, the whole world will be hearing the name "Sylar Newton Foundation" alot more, as we work to change the world.
Little Sylar, you have changed my life, I hope this year I make you proud! <3