I'm Sexy and I Know It

I don't know how many of you know, but I had surgery about 3 weeks ago to remove my gall bladder. It had been giving me problems for a few months so we decided it was time for it to come out. Anyway, after I came out of surgery Will filmed this video of me on my phone. If you have ever wondered what I would be like under some sort of "influence," wonder no more. I was pleasantly surprised to see that I was pretty much the same as I am always. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing, but I like it. So, without further delay...

Who Will Make a Difference? Reflections on What It Took to Make Joseph Kony Famous

I'm sure many of you have seen the video about Joseph Kony. Like others, I am disgusted at what he has done and continues to do as the leader of the rebel group LRA. Now, I don't want to take away from the importance of that message in any way, but watching the video made me think about something else as well. 

Jason Russell, the filmmaker in charge of the intensely moving picture has done something incredible. I realize that he hasn't done it alone. I also realize that he has worked very hard on this project for years. There's no doubt we can assume this project has been one of dedication and time. We hear stories, we see stories just like this one--one where one person, or a few people, saw the need for change and they used what they knew to make a difference. My question is, are there some of us out there who might have seen what Jason saw and come back to the U.S. and thought how sad it was, but done nothing more?

What makes the difference between what causes one to act and one not to? Is it in their nature? Is it that some of us are leaders and some of us are followers? Or is it that some of us believe we can actually make a difference and half of us have just enough guts to try?

Thoughts?

In case you haven't seen the video:

KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.

What makes you smile?

I read a quote once, something about not writing for the sake of writing, but writing for the sake of telling a story. So what happens when you feel like writing, but you can't think of any one particular story? I guess the nice part about a blog is that if nobody reads it or if nobody cares, it's not the end of the world--just words on a page online. 

I guess if I could write about anything right now it would just be that I wish life were less busy. I think pretty much everyone I know is busier than I am, but I can't help but hate the feeling that I'm spending so much time maintaining my life (or something that resembles that) that I feel like I'm not taking the time to do enough things that are a part of the "living" of life. 

I have to say that I am very blessed and I have a wonderful life, but sometimes I wish life were a little bit less about what is going on on the outside of us and more about what's going on on the inside. Maybe it's as simple as taking the time to write more for myself, and spend more time on my blog, but whether it's that or something else, I think maybe we should indulge ourselves a little more in what makes us smile, what makes us laugh, what inspires us, what motivates us to keep going every day. Just a thought...or five. ;)

The Proof is in the Picture

Okay, this post is EXTREMELY delayed, but it is what it is. I guess after the wedding you go so fast into "being married" that you move on from "getting married," which is exactly why I didn't take the time to post any pictures until now. So for those of you who want to see, here are some of the proofs of those moments from the big day. (And I decided to save myself a lot of time and not post a caption for each picture.) ;)

What Do I Know?

Recently, I've thought a lot about the things we know and the things we don't. How all of us know so much, and how the great majority of it isn't even about the same things. I know people who I swear somehow find things out as soon as they happen, but doesn't spend all day online so I don't know how he does it. I know other people who talk about the great authors and others who can rattle off the specs of a great computer or the inner workings of the best-made cars.

So I thought to myself: What do I know?

I thought of everything I've ever learned. The miscellaneous facts I keep stored in my head that will most likely never really serve anyone but me; the knowledge I've gained from my formal education; and the little lessons my parents taught me as a kid that I keep with me to this day. So is what I know worth knowing? And, what is in the future for me to learn?

Just curious.

Having a Happy Holiday Season

In just over one week, 2,000 miles in a car, 1 joint wedding reception, 4 days of work, approximately 4 days in Fallon, some Angry Birds and Dance Central 2; I would call this holiday season a success.

Still to come...Will's birthday and New Year's in Hurricane. :-)

I couldn't ask for anything more. :-)

Oh What a Journey It Is

According to blogger the last time I posted anything was June 25th. I don't know about you, but that seems like a long time ago. It's mean it's October. For those of you who know me personally, you know that I pretty much disappeared after starting to date someone seriously. Well this someone is going to be my husband in 8 days! I could give a long version of how we met and how it all happened, but for now I'll just say that when people tell you, "when you know, you know," they're not kidding. I'm definitely not saying that "knowing" makes it the easiest thing in the world to get married, but I will say it makes it easier in the hard times to know in your heart it is right.

So, I have a question for all of you who actually read this: have you ever felt so amazingly happy that you're scared of being unhappy ever again. Logically of course, this doesn't make sense, but I think some of you know what I'm talking about. We all know good and bad things happen, and life is always going to be a rollercoaster of the ups and downs, but do you ever feel afraid to be unhappy because in some way you've forgotten what real sadness feels like? Or because you never want to feel any different than you do at the moment, you hold on so tight not wanting to let go of what you have?

Just thinking. Respond if you would like. :-)