Tuesday, January 24, 2012

P52 Week #4: Self Portrait and What I Wore

Self Portrait

Well I've never been fond of taking self portraits.  It's either super awkward asking
someone to take pictures of you and you can't tell if they're getting the angles right OR
you can't get the right angles and focus with the self timer...haha

Even in my photography class a few semester ago, I struggled with
my self portrait portfolio.  I had to have TEN different shots! So my roommate
became my helper, haha.


Sorry the colors are strange; the lighting was super weird.
These are my editing attempts trying to get the blue out of
my photographs. haha





What I Wore

The super lovely parts of living in Southeast Texas in Winter:

no snow (I visit snow; I do NOT LIVE in it. Ick!)

laying out at the pool gettin' my tan on in January

60 to 70 degree weather (perfect)

no dangerous ice on the roads

if there IS a slight chance of snow, no school!
 (we don't have equipment to clean the roads...)

you don't have to deal with the peeling off of a million layers everywhere you go

yet it IS cold enough to wear tights so you don't have to shave that often... (yeah baby!)

The not so lovely:

A lot of Winter fashion doesn't apply to you!


So basically, you want to incorporate a lot of Winter clothes,
 but they are just too hot to trot.

So here are MY ideas for a Warm Winter Wardrobe

Cardigans are your best friend!! 



Pink Leopard Cardigan: thrifted at Buffalo Exchange for $15, but originally from Banana Republic
Gray and Yellow Dress (but only the gray bottom showing): JCPenney like 2 years ago, so probably around $20
Black Swirly Tights: JCPenney for $7
Gray Bootsocks: Kohls's for $7-$9
Petal Heels: Payless for $20
Triple Strand Pearl Necklace: Heirloom from my Grandma, Priceless :)


And don't worry, the bag stayed in the car.  I wouldn't go THAT crazy
with the patterns. Haha!


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Peace out!!





Friday, January 20, 2012

P52 Week #3: I Dreamed a Dream

"Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world."
— Harriet Tubman


Clouds are my favorite.
Even though the quote talks about stars and I wanted to get a picture of stars and stars would be super cool...
Clouds beat them every single time.
I don't know what it is about them, but a cloudy sky always makes me happy.  They are just so pretty! Especially with the sun bedazzling (sp?) them all up.
And the sun is definitely a star...
So reach for the clouds!! haha



And my entry for the P52 Challenge:



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Thursday, January 19, 2012

Left Unattended with Icing and Full Reign...

I have a quirky sense of humor. Yyyyep. Now that I'm 20 and supposedly a "real" adult, I have yet to grow out of this awkwardness. (tehehe) Well, I have a tendency to let my imagination run wild while decorating baked goods. haha

My Portfolio:

Christmas 2010
 Top Row: Vampire Jail Bird, Creeper, Moustache Man, Scuba Diver (always a staple!)
Bottom Row: Diva Go-Go, The Broken Gingerbread Man, Crooked Lady, Creepy Pedophile

My Sister December's 17th Birthday
 December 2011

Savannah: "Can I decorate your cake once Mom is done??"
December: "I don't care." (well, aren't you a super cool teenager, dude?)
Savannah: "Yay!!!"
December: "You're so weird."
Savannah: runs to kitchen
adequate time passes, giggles periodically coming from the kitchen...
Savannah: "Done!"
December: "What have you done?!" storming into kitchen... "Oh. I don't even like JB."
Savannah: "That's why it's funny!"
cricket. cricket...
Does posting the cake on FB mean she liked it? Maybe? Hmph!


Daddy's 51st Birthday January 2012


The Hunter's dream cake!
But, wait! What is that?!

Well, dear, that would be a great shot!
(hahaha, pun intended! wipe away tear... I just crack myself up sometimes)


What a sneaker! Hiding behind the hunter? What a silly!




Thank you! What an honor it is to be awesome.  I would personally like to thank
my mother for baking and icing some fabulous cakes that serve as my canvas.  And for providing
some plastic figures. And for making that divine homemade icing.







Peace out!

Friday, January 13, 2012

P52 Week #2: Made with Love

This week's photo challenge: Made with Love.

What a coincidence I sent off two packages this week!!  One to the birthday Elder and one to my pregger friend.  (Shout out to Stephanie!! Baby Jazlyn is adorable!!)

Brown paper packages tied up with strings,
These are a few of my favorite things...



Well, I think I won the blonde roots award.  There was supposed to be cookies included in the birthday box, but I forgot them! At home! Far away from school! Thank goodness for patient and kind-hearted and awesome mommies. :)

Anyhoo, Stephanie's baby box included: a hanging baby stuffs organizer, a do not disturb new mommy tiara, and wall art!! I embroidered a little somethin' somethin'...


All you need...
Embroidery Hoop
Thread
Buttons Galore
Fabric
Needle (duh!)

And it was made with love for little baby Jazlyn...


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Peace out!

Sunday, January 8, 2012

The House that Builds You...

Today in Relief Society, we discussed the wise and foolish men and their houses.  All I can say is: Location, Location, Location. haha.

Well Matthew chapter 7:24-27 says:
"Therefore, whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto the wise man, which built his house upon a rock:
"And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon on that house; and it fell not; for it was founded upon a rock.
"And everyone that heareth these sayings of mine and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand:
"And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it"

Just ponder the importance of laying a foundation for how ourselves.  When we need the support of the gospel, what is there to help us bear the stormy trials of life.  We need to lay a firm foundation for our houses.  A foundation of nice solid concrete beats sand and dirt any day.  And the upkeep! Just as our real houses are in constant need of repairs, how testimonies need the occasional patches to cover the worn holes.
And the cleaning! Always remember to clean your windows. :) It is easier to regularly clean your windows, for they increasingly get covered covered in dirt and grime.  Christ is your neighbor.  Use His atonement to clean your windows, for the dirtier they become, the harder it is to see Him. 

"The House that Built Me" by Miranda Lambert 

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama’s dream
 As we build and steady our foundations and houses piece by piece, layer by layer, we fortify our beautiful testimony.  It occurs in steps, for nothing so grand and strong can exist all at once.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
Our foundational testimonies can only give us strength if we continually fortify them.  We cannot abandon them to destruction.  No worldly thing can fully replace it and fill that void.
You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
I just related a Miranda Lambert song to gospel doctrine... yes, I did!  If only I could correlate "Powder and Lead"...hmmm...







Peace Out!!

P52 Week 1: Resolution

I have decided to participate in this super-cool photo challenge for the year 2012.  Maybe I'll make the whole year, maybe I won't... BUT this challenge just sounded like so much fun... so I've gotta try!


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Go here for details...

Yes, yes, I know I'm already a week behind for week one...

Week #1 A Resolution

This year, I would like to increase my knowledge in the women of the scriptures.  I now that the lessons taught through the records of their lives and testimonies can indefinitely change my life. Well, I couldn't decide between these two photographs...



Peace out!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Fishers of Men and Accepting Others

For my birthday (waaaaay back in October), my dad used his persuasive salesman super powers over me, and he convinced me into off shore fishing for my bday.  Yep. Me. His daughter that doesn't care for  fishing.  Red Fish fishing. In the ocean.


Anyhoo, so we set off at some ungodly hour a-headed to ole Galveston, Texas.  The only good thing about being already on the water by like 7 or whatever the time was seeing the sunset on the ocean...




please ignore my dad...

First, we started closer to shore, within the Houston Channel.  We could still see shore and there were lights and huge ships all around us.  This is where we caught what we were fishing for: Redfish.

The process was long and hard. (And gross. I didn't touch it.)  Anyhoo, it took forever to reel in.  In fact, the boat next to us (its guide was the son-in-law of our guide) full of obnoxious guys kept cat-calling and making fun of me.  They called over that I was struggling pulling in a little Rainbow Trout. HA! I showed them! It was, indeed, a perfect Redfish. 

reeling the sucker in

now ain't she a beauty?


 But this was the only one we caught...
We waited and waited, but nothing bit.  So we headed out to the jetties! 

Jetties are long, huge, ginormo rock structures that protect the ship channel (Houston is a port) from the killer ocean waves.  The South jetty is 2-3 miles while the North jetty is 4-5.  They are similar to the small jetties along Galveston beach that prevent erosion except on steriods.
  



Well, part of fishing is knowing where to look for the little guys.  Fish love to hang around structures, so we knew where to find.  We were actively engaged in seeking them.  Out by the jetties, we caught three small sharks and a sting ray.  We brought them into the boat to take out the hook. And for the sake of this super extended metaphor, let's pretend we kept the sharks. :)



upper left: shark; lower left: jellyfish; upper right: a very spastic, blurry stingray; lower left: a bonnet shark

We are taught in the New Testament (Matt 4:19) to be "fishers of men." Well, it's easy to say there are hundreds of thousands, no millions of fresh and salt water creatures out that to be "caught."  An extremely small percentage could be a "fish" that's exactly like you, but still not really.  Just as all of those creatures are extremely different, we as God's children, are all different.  As we are all different, we must be willing to invite people of all kinds into our "boat."  Just look at mormon.org to see all the different people just within our one faith.  Think of all the the people in this world still waiting for us to "catch 'em all!" (sorry, couldn't resist. I am from that generation after all. though I totally made fun of those people. oops.)  We must make that effort. 

When we went fishing, we wanted Redfish.  For October is the perfect time to catch in Galveston, because they are schooling there.  (they're all on scholarship. Bah! I just crack myself up...) So, we were expecting to catch 3 or 4.  We were out on the water from about 6:30 to 11:30am and caught one Redfish. One. 

We caught the one and only where we expected to, but we had to head out to a different location searching for more.  In our hunt, we had to search for fish who would bite.  We had to change to become more inviting.  Just like we all need to work to become better examples and spokespersons for our faith.  Of course, we are not perfect, but we are still to adhere to our standards. 
Furthermore, we actively participating in the hunt.  Very rarely do investigators approach us.  We must actively seek out in our missionary work.  Also, we must be accepting and tolerant of the differences of those around us.  Every person, every child of God, deserves the chance to accept the Gospel.  It is an amzing process to see a peson alter their lifestyle to fully live the Gospel.

But as missionaries, we mmust be willing to sacrifice and step out of our comfort zones.  Being actively engaged again comes to mind.  Defend our faith, develop your testimony, reach out to others.  Not everyone will accept the Gospel, but we can still set good examples and plant that seed of truth in their hearts.  Allow them to learn a truth and change their lives for the better.  We caught a little sting ray.  They are completely harmless unless they feel threatened.  And they feel threatened while sporting a hook lip ring. haha. Anyhoo, their barb thingies are very poisonous.  Before our guide even attempted to unhook the sucker, he cut the barb off.  (Now don't worry, it grows back.  It just won't killing any fishmen for a while.)  So the beast came into our boat and left for the better as a beast that is nicer and not so hurtful.  As we invite our fellow children into our lives, into the Gospel, they mat not all "stay in the boat," but we can still change their lives with little seeds of truth.  That "sting ray" is now a better "sea creature" for following that invitation into the Gospel.

As we work to spread the Gospel, we must be fully engaged and aware, as well as sincere.  As we accept all sorts of people into our faith, we must truly learn to love and care for them.  The church is based on the smallest family unit, then expands to include larger family units, such as wards and branches.  How are to fully function as wards and branches, if we do not exercise charity and compassion?

As we include others into our fellowship, and truly care for them, we strengthen each other.  First, accept who they are, learn to love, and then see them for who they truly without judgement.

I would like to end with an awesome quote by the big boss:

President Thomas S. Monson shared thoughts about how expressions of charity strengthen the ties of sisterhood in Relief Society:
“I consider charity—or ‘the pure love of Christ’—to be the opposite of criticism and judging. In speaking of charity, I do not at this moment have in mind the relief of the suffering through the giving of our substance. That, of course, is necessary and proper. Tonight, however, I have in mind the charity that manifests itself when we are tolerant of others and lenient toward their actions, the kind of charity that forgives, the kind of charity that is patient.
“I have in mind the charity that impels us to be sympathetic, compassionate, and merciful, not only in times of sickness and affliction and distress but also in times of weakness or error on the part of others.
“There is a serious need for the charity that gives attention to those who are unnoticed, hope to those who are discouraged, aid to those who are afflicted. True charity is love in action. The need for charity is everywhere.
“Needed is the charity which refuses to find satisfaction in hearing or in repeating the reports of misfortunes that come to others, unless by so doing, the unfortunate one may be benefited. …
“Charity is having patience with someone who has let us down. It is resisting the impulse to become offended easily. It is accepting weaknesses and shortcomings. It is accepting people as they truly are. It is looking beyond physical appearances to attributes that will not dim through time. It is resisting the impulse to categorize others.
“Charity, that pure love of Christ, is manifest when a group of young women from a singles ward travels hundreds of miles to attend the funeral services for the mother of one of their Relief Society sisters. Charity is shown when devoted visiting teachers return month after month, year after year to the same uninterested, somewhat critical sister. It is evident when an elderly widow is remembered and taken to ward functions and to Relief Society activities. It is felt when the sister sitting alone in Relief Society receives the invitation, ‘Come—sit by us.’
“In a hundred small ways, all of you wear the mantle of charity. Life is perfect for none of us. Rather than being judgmental and critical of each other, may we have the pure love of Christ for our fellow travelers in this journey through life. May we recognize that each one is doing her best to deal with the challenges which come her way, and may we strive to do our best to help out.
“Charity has been defined as ‘the highest, noblest, strongest kind of love,’ the ‘pure love of Christ … ; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with [her].’
“‘Charity never faileth.’ May this long-enduring Relief Society motto, this timeless truth, guide you in everything you do. May it permeate your very souls and find expression in all your thoughts and actions.”25


Peace out.