Sooooo, today has been very... well here I'll let you tell me what you think.

First of all, I may have drank a little too much last night. Naturally, I woke up at around...noon maybe? Yeah. Righteous.

Rolled outta bed, played COD: Black Ops for around 4 hours with Britt. Note: I can still kick her ass at it, but she's pretty darn good.

My mom called with a phone number I had been needing to replace the battery in my car. Which I did, and thus begins part 2 of a perfect lez day. (Part one was playing COD for 4 hours...) I fixed my car! It runs after over a year of having to have it towed when we moved. Although there is more to fix, it does get from point A to point B. Thank Jesus!

Next, we went to Wal*Mart. To buy a $5 bottle of HEET to put in the gas. We ended up leaving $112 later. Yeah. Which brings me to the perfect lez day part 3: a new tool kit!!! Hell yeah!! It was needed of course. 122 piece kit. It's beautiful. We both played with it. That and we got some stuff to start gardening next month. On that note, I need an farmers almanac. Anyone wanna purchase me one?

Anyways, to end the day I got frustrated because I hate how selfish and unappreciative people can be. EVEN when you've said something to there FACE. At any rate, I am going to continue to be the bigger person and help this person out. Crazy maybe, but karma can be a bitch.

Now, I'm suppose to blog about someone special. By special I mean... nevermind. She'll haunt me in my sleep or something. Creep by my windows. Seriously, don't mess with this crazy B. She'll shank you before you even see her. Like a ninja or some shit. We got each others backs though. Recently I've gotten closer to her and consider her one of the best. She happens to be dating someone else very special to me. So naturally I had to like her... I guess...She grew on me though :P Her name is Jordan and you should read her blog too, because she's the one that forces me to blog as I force her to. Oh look there she is!




Anyways, that was my day in a nutshell. I would say it's been pretty damn good. Oh yeah! I'm selling my Xbox with a few games and such, if you're interested or know someone that is heres a link: http://ksu.craigslist.org/ele/2225103938.html

Also, here's my video for the day:


So lesbian lessons today:
*A LOT of lesbians LOVE video games and most of them are better than most guys.
*A lot of lesbians will love you forever if you buy them a tool kit
*appreciate what you have and those who make it possible
*Jordan Webb is the coolest and
*Johnny boy is hilarious

You're welcome.
Shalom in the Home.

What a freaking day, the worst good day ever.

Slept in. That's nice.

Yesterday I stared to get a pain in my shoulder. I had had it before, but I didn't think it would be reoccurring. I was in tears because it hurt SOOOO bad this morning. That's nice.

Got around and ready, then finally went to renew Britt's license. Mind you, her birthday was in October. Yes, it took about 5 months to renew the stupid thing. -.- Couldn't go to quite a few bars because of that crazy wife of mine! That's nice.

Had lunch at Panera, which was delicious. That's nice.

Drove to AT&T, got a new phone that I LOVE. That's really nice.

Went to Wal-Mart, got the oil changed in her car. That was also late... about 13,000 miles overdue. That's nice.

While waiting the 2 FREAKING LONG HOURS it took to change her oil, we went shopping. Correction- SHE went shopping. I was fiddling around with my phone. I probably looked like a small child, I just kept hanging on to the cart so I wouldn't get lost... She ended up with a cart full of things I didn't know about. That's nice.

Well we arrived home around 7ish. We eat dinner and my shoulder starts hurting again. That's nice.

I am still playing with my phone but can't get the Xbox Live thing to work on it. I call Xbox live. I called them again. And once more... finally. It's fixed, 3 phones, 1 possible broken finger, 4 fake email account later. That's nice.

I had earlier text a best friend from high school. We don't talk much anymore and I wanted to know why. Turns out, it was me. I have been the crappiest friend to her. I didn't even know I was hurting her. I was though. That kills me. I don't know if she'll even let me make it up to her. If this is the case, I doubt I will ever forgive myself. That's...

Well that was a tad depressing... here's something funny...





I think it's funny anyways. Whatever.

Lesbian Lessons:
*I love sleep.
*Samsung Focus = amazing.
*Never take your friends for granted.
*Stick figures attacking things is funny to me...

Coming soon: Lesbian Bathroom Talk

Shalom in the Home.

Epic weekend.

We went home.

First of all, my moms house is completely finished, SOOOOOO nice!!!! Glad it's done and she can relax. Picture will be on Facebook.

Now, for the actual Super Bowl. I was going for the Packers, naturally. I personally think the Steelers... well didn't deserve it. We went to my dads though, where all of us but one was for the Packers. My dad, me, Brittney and Chelsea were the smart ones. Poor Hayley. Never stood a chance!
We get there and were all making snacks and eating and such, when I dropped the ENTIRE bowl of guacamole on the floor... awesome! So we gotta go get more. But instead of telling Brittney the truth, out of no where I decide to tell her that Chelsea cut her finger really bad so we needed to go to the emergency room... bahahaha. So Chelsea and Hayley go along with it. We all pile into the car and head into town, with Chelsea's finger wrapped up... with a Taco Bell bag. With Brittney worried about Chelsea's finger, we stopped at Dillons to get the guacamole. That is when Brittney got all confused. Nonetheless she agreed to go in with us, there is where she learned that Chelsea wasn't injured. Then I go a nice "whack" on the head in front of the awkward cashier. Beautiful.

Anyways, Super Bowl over- Huzzah for the Packers!

Around 10:30 that night we head to my friend Michelle's. Bitch is CRAZY! We start with some liquid encouragement... Dr. Pepper and amaretto. Mmmmmm.
Anyways, night goes on, Michelle is... farting ALLLLL night hahahha, sorry but it's true. Which made it funny, but she was acting a fool anyhow :) Love you Michelle. Seriously though, she a. Spelled gum with a "c"... "cum" and laugh hysterically at the characters one Super Mario Bros. heres the vid of Mario:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zw37obNRjiw


I realize that has a remix but she kept laughing HYSTERICALLY at the "big bodies....with....little heads...ahahahaha"
Funny as shit.
But awkwardly talking about someones sex life, the "gum/cum" talk came up. Don't like the taste of "gum", it's ok. Hahaha I love my friends!!!

Anyways, we're dirty people! But you know, if you can't be a little bit of a pervert eventually, you're prude! It's true. You don't have to have sex, but we all talk about dirty things! It's human. It's normal. We all get curious. But anyways, we talked about the fact that a friend that... doesn't like the taste. Hahahaha. Love it.

Life is random, life comes at you fast. Do whatever it is. Live in the moment. Don't think too much, be you. Never let a chance pass you by, never know when it might be your last. I know... cliche. But come on, get with it... Do it. Be you. Do what you do. Be dirty. Be clean. Love your friends, love anything with everything.

Ahhhh. The life of a lesbian.

No Lessons. Just be you.

Shalom in the Home.

I'm angry. Here's why.

If you complain about shit that you can control, shut up. If you can't pay bills because you're too busy buying crap you don't need and stupid shit, I DON'T CARE.

If you think that you're friends are being loyal when you have already been warned that they probably aren't, I don't feel sorry for you.

If you bitch about the fact that you have no friends, can't find a boyfriend or girlfriend, can't get a job and yet you're rude to people, act cocky and lack any sort of tact... I have no sympathy for you. Get your shit together.

This is all. I wish I could say it to your face, but I would rather wait until the situation is better. Just know, I don't give a shit about anything you complain about. If you're life isn't what you wanted it to be, blame yourself.

Just needed to throw that out there... you understand.

Shalom in the Home.

Tomorrow's will be better! Or Mondays... depending on when I get around to it.




Videos:
Wanna cry?

Wanna laugh?


Shalom in the Home.

Nothing has happened today either. I'm bored with my own life. Trade anyone?

Seriously my life is boring when I have to work. Even work is boring. Back to the scale of deathly boring to omg wtf crazy... today was a 1. Definitely a 1.

However, we are deciding a honeymoon! Help us out! There will be a poll on my blog to the right. Vote! It's hard to decide, they all sound so good.
Speaking of getting married, planning is at a halt. Anyone wanna take over? Getting almost 200 addresses is a very tedious part of the planning.

Interruption: I think I should start having other people write a little bit. As in, Brittney and Megan can help me write some. Different point of views, different lives. There's a though that might turn out to be legit. Or I could do something like Julie and Julie except... Paula Deen. That could also be bad... I would end up gaining 200 lbs from all the butter. Not that I don't like her cooking, I LOVE Paula! In other words, I could use some ideas on how to make my life exciting. Maybe if I got enough feedback on what I should do, I would do it. Maybe I should make this into a vlog. I know reading is boring...

I'll work the details out later.

For now, here's a good party trick:


Things learned:
*zzzzzzzzzzzz
*Maybe I should vlog
*Border collies are good sheep herders.

Shalom in the Home

Searchin' hummm.... uh... I forget the words. Anyways, I thought of that because its almost midnight and I haven't written a blog yet today. That being said today was my Monday. Where we work didnt want to lay us off so we participate in a program that allows us to get paid for not working. Yeah pretty sweet... but not really. We get two days off. Four day weekend. One every once in a while would be great but every week is just... boring. I can only do the same thing every weekend for a little bit before getting tired of it, that and it is a little bit of a pay cut. On the bright side, we do get paid for not going to work and work goes a lot faster when we do work.

In other news I had a pillow fight this morning, well it was more of me beating Brittney with a pillow. She wouldn't get up. We had crap to do, like dishes and laundry. Speaking of laundry... I found a pair of my own underwear in my pants at work. Meaning they had to be stuck in one of the legs. This would have been better if they would have been Brittney's. It was weird having an extra pair of underwear in my pocket all night.

Today was yet again, an uneventful one sadly. I have days where its just ridiculous the things that happen. Then there are days where I am bored to death. On a scale of "deathly bored" 1 to "OMG WTF? 10," today was about a 2.33333333... I was so bored I was entertained by Ned's Declassified or whatever the heck it was.

Wow, not to mentioned I've been bored all day, but now even my blog is boring. Fail. I was hoping at least one crazy thing would happen... no such luck. Hopefully tomorrow will bring something a little more entertaining!

Oh! I hate solitaire btw. It's a stupid game. I can play 20 games of it and only win 3 times. Everyone likes winning, when you don't I think its like Sims... your happiness drops a couple points.



So lessons learned:
*BORING!
*Check your pants for your own underwear before going to work and
*Solitaire sucks.

Shalom in the home.

I really can be. But I get it from my momma. A typical mom though. A mad mother scares anyone. She once bitched to customer service enough at a David's Bridal type store that she got a free dress. What's so bad about that? Well we picked up bridesmaid dress that were paid for and took them home. The next day when we were putting them on, one was missing. Our first thought? That they hadn't given us the last dress. My mom went to go get it. The customer service or sales reps ended up giving my mom the dress for free because she was so angry. The problem? We lost the dress, they definitely gave it to us. It had just fallen in the back of the closet. Amazing what an angry mother can get.

Reason for the story? Well... I had one of those moments today. See our internet has been going down a lot. We're constantly rebooting the router or modem. It sucks. So I finally called Cox, who told me it wasn't the connection or modem. It was the router. So I then called Belkin, the makers of the router. Phone call #1 wasn't too bad. The guy couldn't speak English that well but what was irritating is that he was dumb. He had to keep putting me on hold to check if he was doing it right. WTF? That phone call was abruptly ended when I lost connection or something. So phone call #2 was worse. This guy had even worse English than the first and talked really quiet. I explained to him the situation and what the other guy had told me to do. He walked me through some more steps which not only did it not work, it made the problem WORSE. The internet wasn't working at all unless the computer was directly plugged into the modem. So he just told me they would replace my router for free, but to do that he needed to transfer me. That ended when the guy took me off of hold and hung up. Seriously? Now I was pissed. Phone #3. Oh it was bad. You know those rap songs that every other word is bleeped out? This was worse. I don't think anything pleasant came out of my mouth. It was a female too, so she acted like she knew how to deal with me. She just made me angrier. I don't think I have been that mean to anyone in my life. So she gets hateful and it just keeps escalating until finally she tells me they can't replace my router because its not under warranty. I lost it. Basically I told her what I though of Belkin and that I am now a loyal Linksys customer even though I've never had one and that she should go and... have a nice life.

Now my mom comes back into the picture! She has a router that I'm going to be using. Thank God for mommas!!! Here's mine: I don't know what I would do without this crazy little thing.

Beyond that today's day in the life of a lesbian was pretty uneventful. See, we're normal...



Today's lesbian lessons:
*We get it from our momma.
*Get bitchy if you need to
*I'm craving some chocolate covered pretzels.

Shalom in the home.

I hate mornings. I used to love them. Here's what my mornings look like.

No, but seriously. I don't, scratch that, I won't get up before about 9:30 or 10. I almost miss getting up early. Almost. This morning just happened to remind me that. First I wake up to a crash, freakin' dogs knocked over the "gate." Got up, rounded the dogs up and headed for the bathroom. Where the stupid cats (we lock them in the bathroom because they piss on couches, tear up the couches and make loud and random noises) has crapped. Well one of them crapped. So gotta clean that up. Because I'm up, now I have to let everyone out. This whole things takes about 45 minutes. Done. Bed. YEAH RIGHT!
Dogs whine now because they've been out and want to play. Awesome. Day started.
Within two hours of waking up, Brittney got her foot mauled by Gus, hit her knee on a table and stubbed her toe on the Xbox.
However, I did get some wedding stuff done. Getting closer to actually being done planning the stupid thing. Our maid of honor is pretty stellar though, very funny girl.
Apparently she loves planning the wedding so I think we should just let her do it. So hint hint Courtney.


Today I have also had a impromptu Degrassi marathon. Yeah, Degrassi. Tonight, channel changes to Logo. Ru Paul's Drag Race. India Ferrah is on it!!! Watch it if you can!!

That and she'll be at the K-State Drag Show, Feb 12th. Get tickets!

There's my day in a cracked nutshell. Now for the story/pic/vid of the day. Let's see what I can find...



I don't know why I find that so amusing... So today's lessons:
*Mornings suck
*Courtney needs to get on the wedding planning
*India Ferrah is HOTT and
*that guy really wants a big booty bitch.

Shalom in the home.

In case you like to stereotype, this is not the blog to read.
I'm not stereotyping lesbians, I'm just giving you a look inside the mind/life of one.

For instance, what do lesbians in relationships fight about?
Um... everything. Well most of the same things that anyone in relationships deal with.
A typical fight for us would include (but not limited to): Whose turn it is to let the dogs out/ bathe them, how neither one of us like to do dishes/laundry, how the money should be spent, how to train the dogs, etc. Trivial things. But they always end the same, making up. Last fight I was given a cup... sounds stupid but look at it!

My new drinking cup..and Eddy?



Honestly, our relationship isn't much different. I think we moved really fast... Haven't you heard the U-haul joke? (For those of you that haven't, apparently lesbians bring a u-haul to the 2nd date.) I wouldn't say thats true. I mean, I don't speak for all lesbians when I say that we do move fast, but not THAT fast. Brittney and I moved in together after 3ish months. Fast sure, but it wasn't just because we could. She didn't really enjoy the dorm scene. Either way, I think that most lesbian move fast. Not all though, kudos to the slow movers.

So there's a question for anyone reading, what's something you've always wondered about the LGBT community?

I think I will do a story of the day too, assuming that I can keep this up everyday. Maybe a picture of the day.



That would be Roxanne. I miss that bitch. Click to enlarge. :)

And here's a video!



In conclusion...
*Lesbians fight too.
*Blogging can be boring but I'll try to make you laugh every time and
*Laugh at yourself, I STILL laugh at that stupid picture.

Shalom in the Home

Someone should remind me to blog more often. I think I might make this blog a little different. Something like... A day in the life of lesbians.
Yes.
That works.

I'm planning our lesbian wedding right now and its a bit ridiculous. I guess I didn't realize how much goes into it.

I was having a discussion with a friend about it though. How many people can say "I'm so excited, it's my first lesbian wedding!" Weird thing to think about. First, that its lesbian... thats not something that happens everyday in the mid-west so when it does happen, it's a big deal to those involved. Second, that its lesbian, because thats controversy at its best. Not only are we gay, but now we want to get married. Not many people get excited about that. Which sucks because we have to get married in Iowa, technically. In Kansas our marriage will be non-existent. That then catapults into a controversial, heated discussion about gay marriage and religion and politics. No thanks!

I avoid those types of things. Sure I want to be an activist, but I can't stand conversing with ignorant people. It's not that I can't handle confrontation, it's my anger that I sometimes can't handle.

Either way let's not talk about it.


On another note, it's that time of year. Yes, for girl scout cookies. So far we've purchased 6 boxes and have 6 more somewhere in Ogden... What? They're good. You know, we know it, the girl scouts of America know it. If you don't buy their cookies, you are NOT American. I am so kidding, but seriously the cookies are real good. Our first 2 boxes are already gone. Not because WE ate them all, I believe our dogs had something to do with it.

Speaking of dogs, meet our family:



This is us. Britt (blonde) and me.





this is our lesbian roommate, Megan. I must specify sexual orientation to introduce you correctly you know...






This is Dutchess. A really talkative, sassy, slutty cat. This picture makes me laugh.





This is Edgar, a birthday present I got for Brittney. He's, well he's a punk.





This is Marley. Megan's daschund. This bitch is crazy.





This is Eddy and Gus. Eddy is the little one, a long haired red dapple daschund. He's such a little baby. Gus, is a golden retriever mix. He's just the clumsy, goofy dog who likes to eat snow. Both are rescues and both are loved! :)





This is Riley, a corgi mix. Technically a rescue. She is the first dog we picked out together. She was stolen when she was a puppy but thankfully we got her back. She is the best dog anyone could ask for. Loyal, well trained, and very funny.





This is the oldest. Muffin. I've had her since I was about 9. She'll be 13 in July. Doesn't care for listening, but loves to cuddle.


Anyways, meet the family. Big, dysfunctional and happy. The best kind. I think thats enough for this blog. Until next time,

Shalom in the Home.

101 things about myself.

1. I am, in fact, Christian.
2. I am gay.
3. I am happily taken.
4. I DO believe in the future of agriculture.
5. I want and plan on joining the Air Force.
6. I will finish college.
7. I want to be a chef, maybe cook in Italy.
8. I love Toyota and want a Tundra.
9. I believe that friends come and go.
10. I believe ignorance is the root of racism.
11. I love FFA.
12. I love my parents.
13. My mom is short and fiesty, but sooo loveable.
14. My dad is gay, but that doesn't mean anything.
15. I'm adopted.
16. I like blogging, I just forget to do it.
17. I love technology and can't imagine life without it.
18. I text way too much.
19. I can be a b... you know.
20. I want to write a book.
21. I'm impatient.
22. It's hard for me to come up with things about myself for this.
23. I love tattoos and may be addicted to them.
24. I drink when I want, but am by no mean, an alcoholic.
25. I still like being a kid, even after 20.
26. If you're a jerk to me, watch out.
27. I strongly dislike brown nosers.
28. I also strongly dislike those that don't realized they're being brown-nosed.
29. I love dogs.
30. I hate cats.
31. Someday I want my own farm.
32. I can never decided my favorite drink, I like too many drinks.
33. I can decide my favorite song, but it changes constantly.
34. I can decide my favorite TV show, but it changes too.
35. I want to preform as a drag king at least once.
36. I like to fish.
37. I think cocky people can go... play in traffic.
38. I have no problem with marijuana being legalized. It's organic and natural, and should definitely be legalized for medical purposes.
39. I think the iPad is stupid. Next will be the iTampon.
40. I love being a girl other than that one week a month, which I don't understand why it has to happen.
41. I have a lot of flaky friends.
42. I love daschunds.
43. Cheaters (in relationships) make me angry.
44. I probably have an anger management problem.
45. My favorite color is green.
46. I've kissed in the rain.
47. I love Netflix.
48. I have an addictive personality.
49. I love xbox.
50. I love Call of Duty.
51. I'm obsessed with free-for-alls.
52. I love iPods.
53. My favorite energy drink is Bawls or Full Throttle (green).
54. I like to break rules.
55. I hate boundaries.
56. I say "God bless you!" anytime anyone sneezes, even if I don't know them.
57. I love meeting new people.
58. It's realllllyyyyy hard for me to keep coming up with new things to say.
59. I love Official Dress.
60. I don't understand why you would need a TV bigger than 40".
61. I think people who spend thousands of dollars on crap have no respect for human kind.
62. If I ever became a millionare, I would donate A LOT of it.
63. I love to dance.
64. I love music.
65. At one point in my life I could play a lot of instruments.
66. I hate gossiping, but I find myself a part of it at times.
67. I like watching Youtube videos. I could probably spend my whole day on it.
68. I'm an only child.
69. I think I would be great at advertising and coming up with slogans.
70. I think I would be a great chef/ restaurant owner.
71. I think I would be a great ag teacher.
72. I still am not 100% sure what I want to do with my life.
73. I was in 4-H and FFA.
74. I love Ellen DeGeneres.
75. I like Oprah.
76. I like to color.
77. I love learning.
78. I love smelly markers and flip charts.
79. I REALLY try to be healthy.
80. Humans are beautiful yet gross all at the same time.
81. I bought almost 1400 plastic eggs for $20.
82. I collect pocket knives.
83. I love jackets.
84. I love winter.
85. I would rather freeze to death than burn.
86. I'm not scared of dying.
87. I would be impressed if you're still reading this.
88. I <3 google.
89. I think that every year of your life gets better as time goes on.
90. I also think that there are more memorable years than others.
91. I love sharpies.
92. I wish I knew more about art, but I still like to pretend.
93. I love swimming.
94. I tan really easy.
95. I LOVE food.
96. I want a Mac.
97. I love people and meeting new ones.
98. I love traveling.
99. I love new experiences, people, food, etc.
100. I have a lot of view on politics, government and religion but I will NOT voluntarily talk about them. I find those subjects to be the worst ones to talk about.

101. I am me. Take me or leave me.



This was super hard and took me about 8 months to finish. Damn.
Alright well, you should try it too.

Shalom in the home.

From experience I can say all of this with some conviction.

Be Happy, Don't worry.
Exactly. Doesn't seem like a freakin hard concept to understand. Sometimes... it is. Right now, life is pretty good for me. I am in a very happy relationship, I just got a new job, a new tattoo, a new house for sure, and financially things are starting to look up. What's the problem you ask? Well, I'm waiting. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm waiting for something to go terribly terribly wrong. I know what you're thinking... "stop thinking like that!" "think positive." "geeze, negative Nancy." It's just that when things are going so freakin good, you wonder... am I not noticing something that I should be? But, then I take it back. We really should think positively. We really shouldn't worry so much. We gotta stop focusing on what's wrong, or in my case what COULD go wrong, and focus on the now, the good, and the happy. Life would be pretty miserable if all we did was worry, and expect the bad and the ugly. I have a couple friends who could testify to that... so seriously, don't worry, be happy. :)

"Build a bridge and get over it."
Harsh, but true. If you know me at all, you know that I can be blunt, harsh, and honest. Personally I think we all need people like that in our lives. I have one, sometimes I want to punch her in the face, but its good to have her around. Anyways, thats not the point. Lately I've noticed that some of my friends are... living in the past, still worried about what happened yesterday, or the horrible thing that happened to them 5 years ago. Now I'm not saying you should shove these issues into a bottle just to let them explode later. Just deal. I haven't exactly had a perfect life. Sh** happens. Pardon my French. But we gotta deal, then build a bridge and get over it. I'll admit, I've victimized myself. And sometimes I find myself doing it. It's important that we catch our selves when we do and remember this process of dealing, building and getting over it. Otherwise... we can't even start "being happy and not worrying."

I've been workin' on the railroad...
Last, hard work really does pay off. I have noticed a couple of my friends who have been less than motivated to do anything with their lives. It drives me nuts. It might be because my advisors taught me that you have to be motivated to accomplish goals and such, but still. You gotta have goals first. I just wanna shake people and tell them to grow up! Especially people who take things for granted. It's like on My super Sweet 16. Oh how I hate that show. Whiny little rich snobby kids who don't care who they hurt to get what they want. Disgusting. I wanna send them all to Africa to stay there. See if they can survive til there super sweet 17th... My point is... and i do have one (HA i love Ellen)... is this: Not happy where you are? Feel lazy? Whined to get what you want lately? Well... WORK A LITTLE. Geeze.

The End
You might be wondering why I've said all this... well because I've been noticing those three issues the most.I'm not perfect either, never claimed I was but, I hope the people dealing with each will read this. Hate it or love it. Take or leave it. It's your choice. It's your life. What do you want to do with it?



Shalom in the Home.

Summer is here and so are all the questions that come with it.

Summer is usually a time to celebrate, a time to relax and get a tan... yeah right.
Summer comes and I panic.
I have to have something to do! If I don't, I start to think of everything I have to do to get ready for next year, I worry about where my life is going when it's just fine.

My year as a state officer is over, but my influence is not. After convention was over, I began to think about life. Where was it going? Had I done anything worth mentioning in my short 20 years? Just because I served for Kansas FFA doesn't mean I did it right.

I started thinking about all the service experiences I've had. Mission trips to Mexico, service projects of all sorts, including canned food drives, cleaning, and traveling to Mississippi to help clean after the hurricane, being an intern/assistant youth pastor, being a state officer... and what exactly do they amount to? For me if I know I've touched one person, thats awesome! But lately... that doesn't satisfy me. I want to really help people. Somehow make a positive difference.

Perhaps I have. But what now? I can't just stop there.
None of us should just stop there. Our service should never stop.

Right now I am living back in my hometown for the summer and I can't decide if thats the best decision. I should be doing more. Or should I? Should I relax? I have no idea.

All I know is that I have a lot of people who are doing amazing things. Mr. Epler- teaching in Kuwait, Annarose-studying in France, Becky- Internship with Cargill, Emily-studying in the Czech, Shane-at home farming, Emilie- at home farming, etc.

What am I supposed to be doing? In time, the answer will show up. For now, I am enjoying a stress free summer. A summer where I am finally openly gay with an amazing girlfriend. For now the summer consists of seeing my cousin get married, another one graduate, traveling here and there in Kansas and Oklahoma, swimming, seeing and playing with the puppies, and going out with my awesome friends.

Summer is summer. Life goes fast, I guess I'm learning to enjoy it and live in the moment even more. Yeah, thats it. Ya know? I'm ok with that. I can be the support of those that are doing amazing things but maybe have doubts? I can be a cheerleader! :) I have been know to "celebrate" people every now and again ;)

So remember, life life, enjoy it while you can and... celebrate.

Shalom in the Home.

Why yes, yes I do enjoy a good campaign.
A National one.
One for a cause I believe in.
Not a political campaign, thats just silly.

I'm talkin about... CAMPAIGNS.

The latest two I participated in were A Day Without Shoes, for TOMS shoes and then Day of Silence to campaign against the harassment of gay people.

For the first, it was pretty simple. You just... wear nothing on your feet. It's actually kinda weird. I grew up on a farm so I was always barefoot, but because of civilization and domesticity I learned to put shoes on. Gross. And now, after all that conditioning to put on shoes, I didn't wear any one day... and my freakin feet started to hurt. Seriously? There are kids all over without shoes everyday of their life and I can't go one day without them? I make myself sick. But on this day, I also realized we live in too much comfort. As I had my shoes off, I felt... vunerable, exposed. Like at any moment a shard of glass could penetrate my foot and/or maybe I would step in poop or something and get a disease. It was interesting to me that I felt so exposed just by one simple act. However, I felt good about it. The whole idea of the campaign was to make people aware of TOMS shoes and that there are kids with no shoes. See TOMS shoes gives shoes to those kids. For every pair bought, they give. I'm thinking about being a representative next year for them. Here is the website if you wanna learn more: http://cdn2.tomsshoes.com/default14.htm


The next campaign was Day of Silence. Holy crap that was hard. I learned about it through my friend Dusty on facebook. It seems simple... but for people like me that like to talk... DANG! The point of this is very simple though. You don't talk, people figure that out, ask you why, and you hand them a piece of paper that explains why, they can join or find out how they can help your cause. Your cause being to stop harassment of gays, and promote love in the world. Awesome. Here is the website for that: http://dayofsilence.org/index.cfm
Apparently this year, it went very smoothly and there were some amazing stories.

Anyways, I encourage people to get involved in causes and campaigns such as these. Stop sitting like a bump on a log and freakin do something! You aren't helping anyone by being selfish. That's that.

Shalom in the home.

Newness. Is that even a word?

I’m new to this whole blogger thing. Kind of. I have to write blogs for my position this year, but other than that- the only blogging I’ve done was on myspace or facebook. Hardly blogging compared to this stuff. This crap is intense.

However lately, I’m especially noticing how we are easily fascinated with new things. New websites, new relationships, new toys, new foods, new everything.
It’s weird.
I’m new to blogging, I feel like blogging because of it. My relationship was new about 4 months ago… it still feels new and I still feel giddy about it. I still like to go on dates. The last couple nights I had a new food… I want it again tonight… weird.

Then I realized FFA was like that for me. When I was in highschool, probably freshmen or sophomore, I was so pumped about it. At the beginning of this year, I was pumped about it. I guess I’ve just burnt myself out or something because I’m just ready for the year to be over. Not that I don’t love what I do, because I do love every moment. I guess I’m just ready to move on. I am going to continue to give 100% til my year is over.
It’s what I’m doing after that that worries me. Everyone know I can be a little random at time, and I like spontaneity. Which means, who knows what I’ll do with my life. The only thing I know that I really want… is a Tundra…

 

Either one would suffice. :)

Anyhow. I have a love for Toyota, blogging, my sig. other, and pasta with Caesar dressing. Are there any questions?

Good.

Shalom in the Home.

The many definitions of facebook:

A. A way for students to procrastinate any and all homework.

B. An social networking tool for people to keep in touch with each other.

C. A internet site on which you can communicate with friends, while adding applications such as Farm Town.

 

Lately, I have been on Facebook more than usual. Why? Two words. Farm Town. That’s right… Farm Town. It’s an application on facebook in which you become a farmer. You plow fields, plant crops, get livestock, sell all of it, buy barns, windmills, carts, hay bales, silos, etc. Why is it so addicting? In the game, you can advance levels and make a whole lot of money. As you are advancing as a farmer, you also are competing with friends. Trying to get to their level or staying ahead of them by buying more land… not that I would know that.

Currently my goal is to stay ahead of my best friend Annarose, and my girlfriend, Brittney. The competitive spirit in me has come out, and I must be levels ahead of them, and my farm MUST be better! Bahahaha.

While it’s no concern to Brittney, to Annarose it is. The other day her crops went to waste. I felt a little guilty so I let her harvest my crops, (You can hire people to harvest your crops when they are ready so you and the other person make more money.) because it was the right thing to do.

Now Annarose is almost ahead of me… Oi. Guilt.

Anyways, if you have Facebook, you should add it. Unless you want to use your spare time for other things. Like watching iCarly. Or just being on Facebook in general because we all know we do it. We’re obsessed.

Anyways, enough with the blogging.

Shalom in the Home.

And its only here to say that I will blog later.

Shalom in the Home.