I went through a lazy year of my life somewhere between college and marriage where I wore my hair "curly" every single day. My method for curly is this: shower at night; when you get out of the shower put mousse in your hair and pile it on top of your head in a big messy bun; spray this bun with a little bit of hairspray; sleep on messy bun; take down messy bun in morning; spray 'curls' with hairspray; leave for work. It's pretty much the best hair method ever. I couldn't resist. This is me mid-lazy year. This is exactly how I wore my hair for an entire school year. In this picture, it is dyed brown. Also in this picture, I am wearing a puffer, glasses with no lenses, pink sweat pants and galoshes. It was a snow day. This flat tire was the result of a quick trip to Starbucks for a tasty bev with friends on a day off. I am a freak... Here is my curly hair again, but close to my natural color. In this picture, I am helping my best friend pick a new hair color. I like to think Camille is praying over the decision in this photo, although I am pretty sure she was just blinking. But there are two downfalls to this style: A) it requires a lot of product and it doesn't really hold up well for two days, so you have to wash your hair pretty much every night and B) Micah hates it. Now, I don't feel pressured to always do my hair according to my husband's wishes, but wearing a hairstyle that he finds unattractive day in and day out is probably not the best wife move. So ever since getting married I rarely wear my hair curly. {When I do I get raving comments from females who wish their hair would scrunch, even though it's not the most attractive hair style. If you want scruched hair, try my method above. It will probably work unless you have absolutely no wave or volume in your hair.} Micah likes my hair straight. And the truth of the matter is, so do I. I feel like it looks best when it is dried and straightened, and my hair is not oily, so I can easily get two days out of it if I don't work out. But the other problem is that I do workout a lot. And I sweat. And I wash my hair almost every day, even though I know you are not supposed to. So here is my conundrum. I feel best when I have straight hair, but I don't like going through the process {even though my straight hair process is pretty easy too... wait until it's almost dry, use the blow dryer for two minutes max because I hate the sound of it, and then run the straightener through it 10-20 times.... I like to keep things simple}. I work out and wash my hair way too often to always wear it straight, but I always feel ugly when I go out with it wet, wear it naturally wavy {aka frizzy and awkward}, or wear a ponytail. I've decided pony tails are not for me - except for maybe side ponies. This is way I like my hair. Straight. With some highlights. Or some lowlights, depending on the season. In this picture I am siting in the backseat of my own car trying to finish our book club book while my best friends are driving us to Canada. This was the week of my wedding. Who doesn't go to Canada and host a book club the week of their wedding? So what's a girl to do? I am always inspired by Sydney, who wears a big, fun messy bun right on top of her head all the time and it looks great. I also love Casey, who is constantly rocking cute headbands. Maybe I just need to invest in some better hair accessories to get over my fear of wearing messy hair. These are my recent attempts to do something different with my hair. In this picture, I am bringing back corn rows. But only on one side on my head. Micah liked it. Here I am trying to delight in wearing my hair in a wet bun with a big flower to hide the grossness. {Inside, I am cringing...} This is simply me writing about my stupid need to always have straight hair, because it makes me feel better and motivates me to get over it. BUT if you have any ideas for fun hair styles or know how to create the perfect messy bun or can fill me in on who makes the best/most affordable accessories, please let me know! I am overwhelmed by the headband options on etsy, so help a girl out! XOXO! ... Read more
Flowers Fade Friday: 4,000?
I have always been slightly confused by Jesus and the feeding of the four thousand. Don't get me wrong; I think it's great that Jesus fed 4,000 hungry people fish and bread after he had been preaching to them for three days (see Mark 8). I have just always wondered about the significance of this event since it comes not long after Jesus' miracle of feeding FIVE thousand people. It has always seemed slightly lesser, slightly irrelevant, compared to his first feeding miracle, so what's the point? Jesus' feeding of 5,000 people who had been listening to him preach all day by miraculously multiplying five loaves of bread and two fish is the only of Jesus' miracles that is recorded in all of four of the Gospels (Matthew 14, Mark 6, Luke 9, John 6). And 5,000 is an understatement. The Bible tells us there were 5,000 men present - not counting women and children - which means Jesus likely fed more than 10,000 people with those meager loaves and fish. So basically, the chapter heading should say "Jesus feeds 10,000+ ... booyah!" This miracle is amazing, and it also shows Jesus' merciful heart as he didn't want to send his eager listeners away hungry, where they might faint on the road as they walked miles upon miles back to their homes at the end of the day. But then a few chapters after the recording of this miracle, another miracle is recorded in Matthew 15 and Mark 8... Jesus feeds 4,000 people. Well, obviously He could feed 4,000 if he already fed 5,000. So why is this story so important? I always thought it was simply to show the disciples floundering in their faith (which can be both infuriating and comforting at the same time!). When Jesus asks them to find provisions to feed this second crowd of 4,000 they answer hopelessly that they will never be able to gather enough food for the task, as if they didn't just see Jesus feed 5,000 people a few weeks earlier. Although it's comforting at times to see the disciples flail in their faith, only because I know that Jesus loved them dearly and they went on to do amazing things to establish God's church on this earth, which gives me hope for my own heart, I don't think the point of sharing the story of the 4,000 is to show yet another doubtful moment by the disciples. The importance of this second story is about the sheep. It's about the people to whom Jesus is preaching. In the first miracle, the feeding of the 5,000, Jesus is preaching to his own Jewish people near the Sea of Galilee. These people come to hear him speak, and he sees they are "like sheep without a shepherd" (Mark 6:34). After he teaches truth to them, he feeds them because he loves them. However in Mark 8, the setting has changed. Jesus has been travelling outside of Jewish territory and is now in Decapolis, which is a Gentile region. The importance of Jesus feeding 4,000+ here is not about the number of people or the few loaves of bread or the seven baskets of food left over, although all those things are extraordinary. It's about the fact that Jesus taught and fed that crowd. At all. Period. You see, I am a Gentile. I am not Jewish. I am not of God's "chosen nation" - at least not ethnically speaking. You are probably a Gentile too. We don't really think in terms of Jew and Gentile anymore, but when Jesus was on earth, this division was a big deal. Jews and Gentiles did not get along. There was rampant animosity between these groups and, in fact, this animosity still is in the Middle East today. But Jesus saw past all that. He was looking to a day when Jews and Gentiles would be brothers and sisters in the Kingdom of God. Jesus loves me. I have been grafted into Abraham's family and will spend eternity in heaven with God, because Jesus preached to the Gentiles. Because he saw 4,000 Gentiles as his sheep and he lovingly taught them and fed them. And regardless of ethnic background, the story of the 4,000 reminds me that I have done nothing to earn God's love. It doesn't matter where I am from or what I have done. God chose me. Jesus saw me - a helpless sheep - and took compassion on me. He gave himself for me and he loves me. I am thankful that he chose to feed the 4,000 that day and I am thankful that he chooses to love me today. ... Read more
Fall {for a week!}
I am headed off to Seattle on Saturday for a full week of family, friends, and blog talk! For those of you who have been around for a while, you might know that I am doing a huge research project on MOMMY BLOGGERS for my grad program, and last spring I received news that I was selected to speak about my research at a big, exciting, slightly intimidating conference in Seattle in the fall. Well, that week has finally arrived. I am so excited to teach others about the fascinating world of blogging and about you moms out there who write blogs, because I truly believe the writing you do about your families, your homes and your lives is SO important. But I am also a little nervous... I speak next Wednesday at 10:15am PST, so if you want to pray for me during that time, I would be very appreciative. Thanks, loves! But the best thing about going to Seattle is that I get to experience real fall weather for a full week. Arizona doesn't have a fall. Arizona has a very long summer of 100+ degree heat and then a lovely, sunny-everyday-winter where it's usually still like 60 degrees outside. Don't get me wrong. I love Arizona weather. Micah loves the weather. We don't complain one bit about it. We revel in it actually...while sitting by the pool...every single weekend. I lived in Seattle for most of my life and I don't miss the rain or the cold or the clouds AT ALL. Seattle weather = gross. But I do miss one thing... my fall wardrobe. Basically anything in my closet with long sleeves. I miss wool. I miss boots. I miss scarves. I miss every coat in our coat closet that I haven't seen in a year. So I am going to rejoice in Seattle weather this next week, even if it rains every single day, because it means I get to explore parts of my wardrobe I have nearly forgotten about since moving to the desert. You better believe I am flying Southwest so I can bring two free suitcases full of fall goodness on my trip. {Okay, I'll try to hold myself to one suitcase, but I am pretty freakin' excited!} But I guess I don't only miss my clothes. I also my family and friends who live in Seattle and the sights around the city, because it is one of the most beautiful places on earth. I am so excited for crisp air, colorful leaves, Seattle coffee, spending the night with my sister, going on walks with my best friend, playing games with my family... all of it. Here are some of my favorite pictures from autumns past in Seattle... Space Needle in November. See those almost bare branches? This was on a date Micah and I took to the corn maze a few years ago. Hot air balloons are always flying over the valley on clear fall days. This is the same beautiful valley where Micah and I had our wedding! I stopped to take this picture as I was driving to my parent's house one day. I love the changing leaves... A crisp and clear sunset over the city A true HARVEST at Pike Place Market The pumpkin patch near my parents' house where Micah and I used to go every year on our fall date! I am so thankful to celebrate fall for a week with some of the people I love the most. And I know I will be thankful to get back to Micah and the Arizona sunshine when it's all said and done as well! XOXO! ... Read more
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