Mile High Weekend

She was gracefully blissful the whole weekend

I kept using the word "classic"

Those blues will forever be one of my favorite sights

Cerissa and Jordan got married too!

We finally got to meet Logan! He is precious, absolutely precious.

It was amazing for Lisa and I to finally meet him because it felt like yesterday we were talking to him in his mom's belly.

joy.

Logan eats a ton, I had to see it for myself.

The weekend was crazy but there was such joy all around. I am honored to have stood at Lauren and Aaron's wedding. Their love for each other is so honoring of God, their joy is peaceful and their courage is admirable. There is no telling where they will go or what they will do but I feel blessed to know I will be invited along.

Cerissa and Jordan have had the journey, I sat in a deep respect for them as we caught up on life. There are very few people who are as patient as Jordan and very few people who are as loveable as Cerissa. Logan is beautiful, I cannot wait to watch him grow and to watch his parents grow with him.

For Bethany- The Everyday

I am sorry it had taken me a really long time to post these pictures. You asked me to show you what my everyday looks like so here is a brief snapshot. I owe you beers or a book, you decide.

I wake up at 6:10, right now it is brilliantly bright at that time.
I love mornings.

I get to wear fun shoes and jeans to work. During the year that I have been working downtown, I have noticed you can tell a lot about a person by what shoes they wear to work. Sounds superficial but I think it is true.

I run when I can. There is something very therapeutic for me about running. I need to put miles between me and my day, sometimes miles between me and my life.

I try to get a bunch of flowers every so often at the market. I need beauty and freshness in my life. There are very few little joys that I enjoy most than carrying flowers on the bus ride home.

I love music, especially right now for some reason. Anyways, this is my play list, it is accompanied very well with a glass of wine and a sit on the porch around 7:30pm.

I have started to do more cooking, or just chopping veggies and considering it salsa. I have realized that it is very hard for me to come home from my day at work and do nothing, so creating and cooking has helped me transition into my home life. I wish I could do it more though.

So that it a typical day, wake up, work, workout, little joys, music and food.
I like my life.

(thanks for helping me see how I can capture it)

jazz/blues

my heart works in the ways of blues

my soul lives in the motion of jazz

it is hard to find my song, but I keep my toes tapping.

cheeseburger in paradise

I cannot tell you why, but cheeseburgers are one of my favorite "food groups".

Maybe it was the fact that my parents promised my brother and me Dick's cheeseburgers after church if we went to Sunday School. Maybe it is the memories of cheeseburgers by the bon fires or the fact that they are just plain good. They could possibly be my stomach's way of convincing me a Jimmy Buffet lifestyle is my true calling (my fondness for Margaritas would also support this calling).

My brother taught me the "art" of making a real burger. I like mine with garlic, onion, cilantro, lean beef, pepper jack cheese and Worcesterire sauce. Mix it all, leaving the onions in large chunks. Grill it, put the cheese on top and away you go to paradise.

There is something very good about making food, about cutting, chopping and cooking. It reminds me that food is delicate enough to be placed in almost any form but powerful enough to make me weak in my knees.

So as I sat on my front steps tonight, eating my cheeseburger, I accepted that I was simply happy. Who knew that the simplest pleasures would become some of my greatest joys!

Now about those Margaritas...