Weekend Madness

This last weekend has been so fun and yet completely exhausting! Friday I went up to LA to see an old family friend play in a golf tournament. Then Saturday I went to Six Flags during the day with my dear friend Ashley who was in town visiting from Arizona. Saturday night, I met up with the girls for another run at the Honduran restaurant and then off to see my boyfriend, Joshua Radin in ocncert! Then Sunday Kate and I went back up to the tourney after church to watch Dean play. It was so fun, I love watching live golf! Friday was so relaxing walking around the course watching Dean play. I went by myself but it was so insightful and very needed! I love having meditation time and it was absolutely perfect that day. Too bad Dean didn't exactly have the greatest round! :( Apparently, I am NOT his good luck charm. I had a blast riding the coaster and running around six flags with Ashley. I loved catching up with her and hearing all of her funny stories! I will post pics of our day soon! And now for Saturday night... I have to thank the girls for humoring me and going to eat Honduran food with me! It makes me so happy and reminds me of my beloved second home! Now I am even more homesick for Honduras. And Joshua-what can I say? I think we are kindred spirits! I love going to your shows!


I am tired and sore from an extremely active weekend but it has been so great! Thanks to all my dear friends here! And Dean-are you sure you don't want me to come to Cancun? Maybe I wasn't the "x" factor, maybe you should just spend some more time on the putting green? ;)

Personal Triumph...

Disclaimer: This is more for journaling purposes for me. If you don't feel like knowing that much about the inner workings of my soul, STOP READING NOW! ;)

A few days ago, I "parted ways" with the boy who had been occupying much of my time for the past six months. It was a sad day, for both, not a hurtful or angry day, just sad. If you know me at all, you know that I end up staying friends with the people I date and this will be no exception. He is a great person who I care for and respect. It was just one of those times where it just wasn't working. Sometimes you can be with great people and either they just aren't great for you or there is a factor of timing. In our case, it was a combination of the two, but nonetheless, still a GREAT person.

So why am I blogging about this? Well its not for attention or sympathy, its because of the uniqueness of this particular situation for me. Normally, my routine after a break up is to wallow for a few days and then to begin to analyze. No matter the circumstance I tend to blame myself. Even in the past when I have been treated poorly, I have thought such as "If I were ________, maybe it would have happened this way.." or " If I was more like________, maybe he would have been more _______". I put myself through misery for days, weeks or months, wondering what was so wrong with me! Now don't get me wrong, I don't go to a suicidal state or anything dramatic like that, I just pick myself apart.

This time it has been different. Yes, I have had my moments of sadness and the weird transition loneliness that comes from breaking the ties, but all in all, I feel really good. I don't want this to come out as if I didn't care about the person so I am jumping for joy or anything, but I feel really good. I consider it a sign of true happiness. I know who I am and I am content with my life. I haven't once felt as if I could have done more or that it was something I did or could have done. This was a relationship that was tough for me at first for me to commit to, but I learned a lot. I gave my full effort beacuse I thought I should and I grew.

Yes, the thought of starting over and going on yet another first date is NOT my idea of fun, BUT I am so grateful for the opportunity that I have been given to grow and progress. I am not eloquent and maybe not making a lot of sense to this point, but I wanted to finish with a few lines from a song that I truly feel expresses how I feel looking at the past two years of my life.

We are crushed and created,
we are melted and made,
we are broken and built,
in the very same way

What I thought I could handle,
what I thought I could take,
what I thought would destroy me,
leaves me stronger in its wake.

Good thing the Lord knows me better than I know myself. :)

My Little Visitor....

This past weekend my little sis and her friend came to visit. They were excited to escape the snow and enjoy a little California Sunshine...too bad it rained the entire weekend! :(






We spent sometime at Disneyland and eating at some of our favorite spots. It was a quick trip but fun to have her in town! I didn't take a lot of pics but here are a few shots from their visit.

A Little Desert Sun...

This weekend some of my favorite girls and I had a little getaway to the desert oasis of Palm Springs. It was fabulous! We sat poolside and got a tan (or at least the beginnings of one), told fortunes and predicted marriage just like in Jr. High, hit the outlets of Cabazon, and walked the streets of Downtown Palm Springs. The weather was absolutely dreamy it reminds me why I live it California. Yes ladies and gentleman I wore my swimsuit all day long in January and actually got some color! I love my life! I would post pics but I forgot my camera!

One thing I learned about Palm Springs is that there are many men and boys who are not shy! We were honked at, whistled at and checked out SEVERAL times, and not so slyly. The highlight was when two boys tried to hit on us and when we told them they were really young he replied, "Young?!?! Today's my birthday I am 18!!!!" Shameless I tell you! But it did make me feel good when he thought I was only 23! I guess if my current dating life doesn't pan out, I can always return to Palm Springs for my little latin admirer! I mean he is legal now that he is 18! :)