Saturday, June 20, 2009



Growing up I wanted to dance. At first I wanted to do ballet, it was so graceful, and so beautiful. Then I wanted to do contemporary or hip-hop (a little strange, but oh well). Then I wanted to learn swing. The only time I ever took a dance class was in high school, before that I never even asked my parents. Some days I still have the urge to dance, I keep thinking about going to the Murray Art Center to go to one of their dances on Friday or Saturday night, and an hour before they start the dances, they teach the style of dance they will be doing that night like the swing, the salsa, the tango, the waltz, the quick step, and a few others. At least I am assuming they still do it that way. My grandpa Kilpatrick went there for years, he would still be going now if he hadn't had his knee replaced about a year ago. However my problem is Kraig doesn't really like to dance that much, however one day I may have to drag him there anyway.

Friday, June 19, 2009

This week

This week has not been fun. So many things keep going wrong. Why is that? Why does everything always have to happen at the same time? It has been one of those weeks that when everything is all said and done all I want to do is sit down and cry. All of this makes me think about the lyrics to the first verse one of my favorite songs:

Sometimes He Lets It Rain By Katherine Nelson

She sees the storm clouds gather
The sky is turning cold and gray
She knows that somethings coming
when she starts to feel this way

She pleads for intervention
But heaven offers no relief
she would understand if she could only see

Sometimes He lets it rain
He lets the fierce winds blow
Sometimes it takes a storm
to lead a heart where it can grow

He can move mountains of grief
and oceans of pain.
But sometimes he lets it rain.

I know everything happens for a reason, I just need to hang in and let what needs to happen, happen.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Just thinking...as usual

It has been rainy off and on for a few weeks. Making everything kind of blah. This week has been the worst, and it is suppose to continue for most of the coming week. I wish I had some pictures of a couple of the storms, they were just crazy. I also hate that when it rains I can't do a lot of the things I want to do. However considering all of that though it hasn't been such a bad week, I got to have lunch on Monday with a very dear friend that I don't get to see very often (this was the second time in 15 years). I have been a little busier at work, which is good.
Kraig also went and helped one of his brothers get a new bike, of course his brother ended up getting a much better bike then he had originally planned on, but the store owner would not here of a Oaks boy with a hard-tail bike (that means there is no suspension in the back). Kraig is currently out riding with his brother, I didn't want to go because it has been rainy and yucky, and the trails are going to be muddy. Kraig tried very hard to convince me to go to Moab this weekend to go riding, but I decided that it would be way too hot. Since Moab has little to no shade, I would just get sick. I don't do well in the heat or the sun, yet I live in a desert???

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Another bike ride

Yesterday Kraig and I went for a bike ride up with my uncle Kenny. Again I ended up walking a lot of it. Today I am so sore, my legs just hurt. I am trying to keep from sitting or anything to long, because when I go to move it hurts. For most of the ride I was in the middle and either Kenny or Kraig would be in front or back of me. I did crash a few times, and I have a dozen or so bruises on my legs, plus a few scraps. I tried to get a picture of Kenny in front of me, and Kraig behind me, but for some reason the picture of Kraig ended up really really blurry. However Kraig got a video of me coming down the trail.

Here is a picture of my uncle Kenny patiently waiting for me to catch up to him.


Here is the video of me coming down the hill.

Saturday, June 06, 2009

I wish I could do this

This man is awesome! I would hope that if I ever was in a similar situation I would be able to do the same thing!

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Wishing

Right now I am really wishing that my violin wasn't a piece of junk, and that I could actually be playing right now. I love to play, even though I am not very good. Hopefully one day sooner then later I can get a new one. I miss playing, I miss focusing on that, I miss the feel of holding my violin in my hand, I miss the tone. I love music, but even more I love to play music, it is my voice.