"The Snow is folding sheets upon sheets."

It snowed for an entire day. From Morning til' night, never ceasing. God's glory blanketed denton. I walked the square and joy filled the city. Laughter around every corner, snowball fights, and people warming up to cups of coffee. I played in the snow with the girls, and studied by a window on the second floor of a coffee shop. I woke this morning and took a walk toward the open field that in summer is abundant with sunflowers, it was deep in snow. White ground that seemed to extend forever. God is good.

I have been trying to write down ten things from everyday that I was really thankful for or just really enjoyed. I haven't remembered to do it everyday or sometimes I'm just too tired, but here is two of my latest lists.

January 20, 2010

1. Getting up early

2. Hanging with Weasley

3. Meeting Juanita's family

4. Yellow Tulips

5. Coffee & Milk

6. Enchiladas

7. Letter from Nana

8. Letter from Memaw

9. Smell of Rain

10. Bubble Bath

January 21, 2010

1. Sunrise

2. Shuttle Ride

3. Bragging about Weasley

4. Coffeehouse studying

5. Not feeling tired

6. The Beatles

7. Sunset on the way home

8. Chicken Fried Rice

9. Laughing really hard.

10. Bedtime.

As of Late.

Here I am once again. As I turn from the service road and began to cross the bridge I glance at my almost empty gas tank. I can’t help but think about how I have felt that same feeling at that moment one hundred times before. It’s like a bad habit that holds me down. My whole body melts and my heart sinks. To be in this place again, where I have closed my eyes and been running at what feels like a thousand miles an hour and then to wake up and realize I am in the same place I started. I do this to myself over and over, proverbs sixteen keeps ringing in my ears but I am too stubborn. I am quoting it with eloquence but words can be just that, something I’ve said but not actually done. I do not understand God’s love for me. Time after time I have grown impatient and planned my own thoughts and when my dreams and expectations don’t meet reality He has picked me up once again from my fragile and broken state.

On Vine Street

I briskly left my afternoon class and headed on down vine street. I encountered the most charming yellow house anyone could imagine. A precious blue fence was present to complete its dollhouse appearance. I proceeded up the steps up to my friends studio apartment leaving a merry little present. I left some chocolate chocolate chip banana muffins hanging on her door handle to greet her when she arrived home. Running down the steps I spotted a gray Mr. Kitten. I had dreamt of greeting him with a curtsy, petting him and befriending him. He ran away faster than I could say hello. I continued on passing a house on my right covered in vines and an old man wearing a purple button-up. Just as sweet as could be. I took a right onto shmitz and crunched in all the leaves covering the street. I arrived to my car, got in and drove right back up through vine street so I could experience it all again.

I did all this while listening to:

Hear Me Out- Ben Kweller

I Would Be Sad- The Avett Brothers.

Can't Steal Happiness

Just a few things I am thankful for this week:

1. This video

'Blood' The Middle East

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2. Glenn Miller on Vinyl

3. Building forts with my roommates. Forts are the perfect equation for instant laughter, and for leaving any troubled worries behind.

4. Driving with bare feet.

5. This chocolate cake recipe from Pioneer Woman.

Look at it here.

6. Studying at a coffee shop and then leaving and having the smell of coffee on your clothes.

7. Time to watch "On The Town" Can they please still make movies like this. Classy, funny, and sweet. Please?

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8. And most of all knowing that Christ loves me even when He sees my sinful heart. Ephesians 2:1-10.

"The Planets Bend Between Us"

A little bit of cold weather is here!!! I think it makes all things more bearable. I hope it stays like this. I was kind of missing that rain from last week when it poured down everyday.

I think I would like one of these cute umbrellas to carry in the rain.

You can buy it here.

I don't want to do anything today, but sit at home listening to snowpatrol. I forgo how much I love them.

Looking forward to the Texas State Fair.

And only 93 days until christmas.

"The winters mar the Earth

It's floored with frozen glass

You slip into my arms

And you quickly correct yourself

Your freezing speech bubbles

Seem to hold your words aloft

I want the smoky clouds of laughter

To swim about me forever more"-Snow Patrol

Loving this rain, hoping for more.

Here are a few pictures from that Austin trip a few weeks ago. It was hot, hot, hot, but well worth it.

Is it strange that I might be addicted the "Mario Kart Love Song" by Sam Hart??

I just really like it.

Been working on my harmonica skills, wishing I was up to Bob Dylan's playing level.

Wishin' I had a pen pal to write sweet letters and postcards too. There is something magical about letters.

The Avett Brothers moved their concert to January. I'll have to settle for c.d's and videos.