workin' out

I just joined Answer is Fitness with my friend Christina and I am excited to get back into exercising. The other day we took a Zumba class (so embarrassing) and I felt super energized after. I went last night and the funniest thing happened...

Some guy was walking around the gym curling a bar with small weights in front of the women. It was absolutely hilarious. I actually laughed out loud when he walked by me. Poor guy...

I love getting cute workout clothes (I know, not a surprise). I dont really need any right now but I looked at some online anyway...

anorak from gap

adidas studio top

(so cute!)


adidas yoga pants

nike free

(I have these and they are SO comfortable)

cool art

I was just referred to the blog style carrot. She has lots of funky pictures and is a splendid writer.

Check her out!

I loved this art from one of her posts. The second picture has an awesome poster. It's probably custom made and is an awesome idea if you dont want to paint your walls.

the attic.

Hopes wait in the eave of memories yearning for the moment when the dust will be cleared. Light comes through the cracks in the floor boards. I must wait in the dimly lit corner of this attic…

Like a childhood game of hide and seek, I wait for the Seeker to unearth my hiding place and let light in. Time moves slowly. Seconds fade to minutes as anticipations grow.

I begin to forget about the game and stumble around, feeling through the dusty objects around me. My movements make the floor creak, reminding me I must stay in the corner.

I let my mind travel to the Seeker. I have never seen Him, but I know He is good. I have heard He can find people in the darkest of hiding places.

I look up and notice a light growing in the room. It spills over the contents of the attic and fills the eaves. The light is more fascinating than even the largest of objects in the room.

My excitement grows. I yearn to throw open the attic door and announce His arrival but the beautiful display before my eyes contains me to my corner.

Suddenly, the attic door is swung open and I see the shadow of a Man. My eyes fill with tears of awe as the dust clears from the room and I realize I have been found.

…to think if I had opened the door and missed this exhibition of beauty.

your break causes tremors I cannot hide

as pieces splash from stained cheeks.

how will you be sewn back together?

our thread here is not strong enough.

Do you ever feel like there is nothing that can bring you back to normality? Like you can’t get your act together as much as you try?

In moments like these our minds can go out of control and we can make ourselves believe some pretty crazy stuff. But what if we chose to listen to truth and not lies. What would our days look like?

The truth is, there is a thread that can put you back together. Its stronger then anything you can understand and that’s why it seems out of reach. This thread is made of fibers of peace, with faith and hope spun in. It takes time to find it, though, and that’s what we need to be patient for.

Today I choose to listen to truth.

one day this will be taken with my camera...

have a sun-filled weekend.

i CAN wear this.

even if I am almost 3 times their age...right?

I'm callimg my mom to bring me my boots that look like this right now. LOVE the socks

love the skirt and shirt combo. I will hold off on the tights:)

how cute are these guys? note to self if I ever have boys...toggle and suit coats are the way to go.

outfit inspiration

I love these. I need a striped long sleeve. And want to wear a snuggly hat this weekend.