Friday, May 28, 2010

These views.

I will miss my friends & family here the most.

But I think the views are what I will miss next.

“Don’t ask what the world needs.

Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it.

Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”

– Howard Thurman

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Bull baggage.

We're trying to get ready to move.

And in our case, it's not the "house" stuff that we're worried about.

It's all the other stuff.

Water troughs.
The loading chute.
The squeeze chute.
Creep feeders.
Mineral feeders.
And a bull.

Let me clarify.

When we moved from Corvallis to Eastern Oregon, we did the move in two trips;

The first trip, RJ & Clint brought out all of the big furniture in RJ's stock trailer and a load of ag stuff on his flat bed.

The second trip, Clint & I hauled the rest of the ag stuff on RJ's flat bed, and then I packed the rest of our house stuff and a horse in the livestock trailer.

You heard me right - all of the house stuff (TV's, boxes, tables, chairs, clothes)...

And a horse.

And it's not like we just closed the divider and put the horse in the back section.

Because we didn't. That horse was loaded along with all of the other stuff.

We made it work (it seems like ranchers always do) - but I'm not saying I'd like to do it again.

So now we're getting ready to move to Nebraska, and our goal is to do it in one trip, using just our flat bed and our livestock trailer.

All of the house stuff in the livestock trailer - and all of the ag stuff on the flat bed.

But there's one small problem.

We still have this bull -

He was born in April of last year, so we didn't send him to the Lorenzen sale because he'd be too small.

We grained him along with Austin's MF steer, and he's as gentle as a baby.

And I'm pretty sure HE doesn't want to ride to Nebraska in the livestock trailer loaded with house stuff either.

So we're trying to get him sold...

And hoping he doesn't become bull baggage.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Puppies, rainbows & sunshine.

Last week it just poured and poured and poured.

And then it rained some more.

Drenching rain.

Ditches flooded.

Prayers answered.

Crops revitalized.

Renewed hope for farmers and ranchers.

And in our little part of Eastern Oregon, the rain wasn't the only thing to be thankful for last week.

holy experience

240. Recognizing the dedication of our Eastern Oregon teachers - award winners or not - they all deserve recognition.

241. Dodgeball tournaments.

242. Drenching rains.

243. The rainbows that shine through afterwards.

244. Visiting with friends at the Pendleton Farmer's Market.

245. Finding the dress, in my size, in only one store in Oregon.

246. My fabulous sister who just happens to work in the same city as that one store, and was willing to pick it up.

247. Bubbles, a blushing bride and a bonfire.

248. The beauty of Emigrant Springs Park - and sunlight at just the right moments.

249. Arnold Palmer's. (If you haven't tried one, they're pretty darn tasty - 3/4 iced tea, 1/4 lemonade)

250. A two man comedy team, kind of.

251. New friends made.

252. Sleeping in.

253. Playing with puppies. I know I've been putting up a lot of pictures, but they're so darn cute, I can't help it.

254. Visiting with Paul, and meeting Border, the collie.

255. Cherry Dilly Bars.

256. Naps.

257. Friends and french fries.

258. Freeway MPG's.

259. A new recipe - probably one for the wedding menu!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010


"Just remember...

No matter how careful you are,

there's going to be the sense you missed something,

the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all.

There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed

right through the moments where you should've been paying attention.

Well, get used to that feeling.

That's how your whole life will feel some day.

This is all practice.

None of this matters.

We're just warming up.”

– Chuck Palahniuk

Monday, May 17, 2010


holy experience

220. New puppies.

221. A Crystal Apple award winner.

222. The annual Pilot Rock FFA Banquet.

223. A new crop of officers elected.

224. Celebrating success and the families that help make it happen.

225. A morning to sleep in.

226. A freshly mowed lawn.

227. A game of fetch with the dogs.

228. Holding hands.

229. Unexpected and welcomed surprises.

230. Home-made meals.

231. News of a new life forming.

232. Friendship.

233. Boxes and boxes saved for us.

234. Whispered I Love You's.

235. Jackpot judging.

235. Sonic Diet Limeades.

236. Seeing success at the Cowpoke Classic & the Shamrock Classic beef jackpot shows.

237. Dinner with friends, and the biggest pork chops ever - courtesy of Henrietta.

238. Eastern Oregon sunsets.

239. Open windows & cool night air.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010


For this mama....

Mother's Day came a day late.


Katie had her puppies Monday night.

7 little baby Border Collies.

6 Black & Whites


1 Red & White

The first thing Clint did when he saw the red & white one was to check if it was a female....we'd love to have a red female, but it's a cute little male instead.

And even though we swore we weren't going to keep one....

We're starting to waiver a bit! :)

(And when I say "we".... what I really mean is "me". They're so darn cute, it's killin' me!)

Monday, May 10, 2010


With all of the things swirling around us...

It is so good to be still momentarily and remember...

All that we have to be thankful for.

holy experience

200. An office review finished!

201. Phone conversations with friends.

202. Cinco De Mayo celebrated (at home) with chips and Costco salsa (so good, even if it is organic) and a Bud Light with lime (these are like the official beer of summer in my book).

203. Coming home to open arms.

204. A dress chosen. Thanks (really!) everyone for leaving your thoughts!

205. A date chosen.

206. Beautiful sunsets.

207. Seeing my sister and her roommate Kirby this weekend.

208. Funny signs at The Rainbow.

209. A trailer load sent to the valley.

210. A smaller to-do list.

211. Fun "Save the Date" stamps purchased.

212. Shade on a sunny day.

213. Haystacks.

214. Getting to hang out with some great people and kids this weekend at the Milton-Freewater Junior Show.

215. Five generous community members who purchased five teenager's four pigs and one steer.

216. Home.

217. A good book - reading "No Eye Can See" by Jane Kirkpatrick.

218. Waking to pouring down rain.

219. Even better, hearing the rain reached most of the farmers in the area.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mothers Day!

A worrier...but in the right way.
A friend.

No real words can describe how wonderful moms are, how wonderful my mom is.

Actions speak louder.

To my mom, thanks for being you. I love you.

To all of the other mothers out there - you're doing great work.

Even in the moments of self-doubt, love triumphs.

There is no greater work than that of a parent.

Happy Mother's Day!

A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. ~Tenneva Jordan

Friday, May 7, 2010


And just like the snow melted from the pastures this week...

It seems the stress from these past few weeks has begun to melt away from my shoulders.


Our audit at work is finally over.

Coupled with planning a move, and everyday {life}, it's been a long couple of weeks.

So thankful that the weekend is here.

....I'm ready to melt into it.

“Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate.” - Albert Schweitzer

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

You tell me.

Lately I've been on the look out for a dress.

Something not to fancy, but nice enough that you could well....get married in it.

Not like the official Big.White.Gown.

More of a, "We're getting married in a small, private ceremony so when we move to Nebraska, both of us will have health insurance."

That kind of a dress.

But don't worry. The BIG.WHITE.GOWN will have it's day. Just not this year.

(Next summer!)

Because seriously, a big wedding, a cross country move and a new job just really shouldn't happen all within two weeks. Right?

So a couple of weeks ago I was in Bend visiting my brother, and my mom and sister came over too. We were out basically dinking around, and drove down to the Old Mill District. There's a Black House White Market there, so we went in.

The sales lady came right over and asked us what we were shopping for. I proceeded to tell her that I was looking for a simple, nice dress to wear during a small wedding ceremony, and that we were having a regular ceremony later.

I also told her that I knew the biggest dress size WHBM carried was a 14, and that lately I've been swinging between a 14 and a 16.

(I know - but Kearney, Nebraska will have a gym! With classes! And I will pay money to go to these classes, and thus be motivated to always attend! Praise the Lord!)

Back on track, this nice, perhaps overly helpful, sales lady proceeds to pull a couple of dresses from the displays, and we head off to the fitting room.

I pull on the first dress, a cute black and white sheath dress. It had a side zipper, and I could get it almost zipped myself, but had to have her (or my mom, I can't remember now) help me zip it to the top. I came out of the small fitting room, where my mom and sister are sitting, and say...

"Well, the girls are definitely in there!"

To which the sales lady overwhelming and excitedly exclaims....

"Oh you're having twins! Congratulations!"

And as I point to my chest, I quickly respond...

"Oh no, I meant these girls!"

And the sales lady face looks horrified.

And my mom's face looks horrified.

But I....I start to laugh.

Because really, the situation is pretty comical. Here I am, shopping for a "quick" wedding dress, and it'd be common to think that often an unexpected pregnancy leads to a quicker wedding. And the dress I'm so snugly zipped into accentuates EVERY curve, including my not so small stomach.

(And nope, we aren't pregnant!)

But instead of saying "I'm sorry", the sales lady goes into a panic and begins shoving different dresses into my fitting room, saying "We'll find you something!".

After trying on said dresses, and finding none that really work, we leave the store.

But at least we left with a great story!


Yesterday after my dentist appointment I was returning a shirt to JC Penney's I had bought online, and thought I'd swing by the dress selection to see what they had.

And I found this number...

And I!

(Especially how I look in it.)


Except it's black.

And part of me says, "Don't listen to superstition!"

But another part of me says, "Should you get married in a black dress?"

And yet another part of me says, "Well, if I wear it with cute heels (red?) and a nice red necklace, then it's like the wedding colors we've picked out..."

So you tell me.

Would you wear black?

Or black with red accents?

Or a totally different dress?

Monday, May 3, 2010


These two weeks, while filled with many (many!) wonderful things have been trying.

Trying to manage my time.

Trying to meet deadlines.

Trying to hold my ground.

Trying not to be bossy.

Trying to see the bright side.

Trying not to get furious when people can't understand or keep up.

Trying not to be mean.

Trying to balance. Trying to juggle. Trying to be content.

A lot of things are going on right now, and they all seem to be colliding with one another.

And if I'm to be quite honest, I've been struggling.

Maybe my struggles haven't been apparent on the outside, but they've ruled on the inside.

But still, I have to remind myself (again, even as I type these words) that at the end of each day, and each week, I have much to be thankful.


holy experience

180. A memorable road trip to see the Pioneer Woman and friends that made it so.

181. Seeing the gloriousness of mud through a four year old's eyes.

182. New (soft turquoise!) sheets.

183. An emailed picture of my "new" office staff.

184. Getting swept away in "The Four Corners of the Sky".

185. Flower pens and a spring themed Bunko.

186. An afternoon nap.

187. Getting to spend an evening visiting with Clint and Tyler.

188. Soft, warm sunlight coming through my car window on my drive home last Thursday.

189. Starting "Through Painted Deserts" quote so far, "We are the sum of our days."

190. News of my sister coming this weekend.

191. Limeades and Diet 7-Up.

192. Cool (strong!) breezes blowing through my office window.

193. The look on a friend's face after delivering good news.

194. The Murdock's who welcome our visit even when life is happening all around.

195. Sending best wishes and love at Laura's bridal shower.

196. A sweet kiss good night.

197. Baby birds singing from their nest outside my office window.

198. The little yellow card in my post office box announcing the arrival of a package.

199. A reminder to give thanks anyway.