These thoughts are copyrighted.

I am slowly becoming obsessed with this book and all it consists of. It speaks to my spirit, that spirit of wanting to wander into the unknown, of picking up and leaving and going without knowing if I will come out on the other side successfully, or even alive. The living without reservations, dropping all that the comforts of life have to offer, and trading them in for adventures and discomfort and life experiences. It speaks to me in the same way that

Through Painted Deserts - Donald Miller
&
On the Road-Jack Kerouac

did. I am sure there are many more, but those are the ones I can think of at this point.

I can't get enough of this spirit of writing. I eat it up--literally consume it--and it becomes a part of me. It speaks to me, straight to the heart of me.





I am convinced that I grew up in the wrong era. I should have grown up in the late 60's/early 70's. I should have been a hippie. I should have grown up in a time when it was still fairly safe to hitchhike from place to place and sleep in different places every night. Or maybe the safety factor is the same, but we don't trust eachother as much as we used to.


I definitely could see myself on a commune (minus the public nakedity).

I could see myself on Haight Ashbury.

I see myself behind the wheel of a VW bus, potted cacti on the dashboard, mattress in the back,the wind combing my hair, open road before me. (this sounds good. I'm going to try to make a poem of it sometime)

***

We have to make a decision in the next three days whether God is leading us to make the trip. We were going to wait to write the letter to UPS and take UPS's answer as a sign, an open door, and a confirmation, but Dusty is challenging us, (basically telling us), not to do this, and instead decide based on what we feel in our spirit about the trip. I know how I feel, but it doesn't matter how I feel unless we are united as a couple. Pray that Wesley will get whatever answer is needed at this point, so that we can make a decision based on the Spirit leading us as a couple. That is why Dusty is challenging us. He believes we are basing our decision too much on other people and not on what God is personally telling us. He's right...but this is going to make it a bit more of a struggle to come to a decision. I don't know how well it's going to go.

***

I wrote the above blog entry as a draft two days ago and I'm not much closer to what we're going to do. If it were based on me as a single person, I would have already called up Dusty and told him "I'm in!" but when you are married, it adds so many more things to the ever stirring pot. And I go back and forth about conceiving. One day, I'm fine, and then the next day, I have a little meltdown or maybe just a tear, or anger, or frustration.

I am FRUSTRATED with the fact that I have had such a hard time.
I am ANGRY when I hear other women complain about their kids. This frustrates me close to the most.
I am FRUSTRATED that I have to see a doctor to find out what in the heck is wrong.
I am ANGRY that I do not already have a baby in my arms.
I am FRUSTRATED and ANGRY I may have to go through painful procedures in order to conceive.

But you've all heard this story before. No point in going on.

***

It's looking like our deadline for telling Dusty our decision is about up, and I have no idea what our decision is going to be. What if we're not ready for this? What if we are willing but we are not ready? I never thought of how couples must function completely differently from single missionaries. Can we function over there? Or are we putting too much confidence in ourselves? Or not enough confidence in God?

So many thoughts. So many questions. Just one answer that seems to slip through my fingers like a kite taking flight.







(Bless you if you got through this entire blog.
My mind is an insect trapped in spider's web.)

(That sounds good too. Hmm.)

Party like a RoK...party like a **RoKsTa**

The big unveiling....

So, I went to get my hair cut on Saturday. She just put a little layers to frame my face and then showed me how to use a diffuser which helps with curly hair:




Cute, simple, and not too different.


But then...I went back...











So...whatcha think?


I totally feel like a rockstar.

Things I am obsessed with (or like) lately.

Pre De Provence Pure Vegetable Oil Soap

This is...heavenly. I've secretly always wanted to use bar soap, but bar soap always makes my skin feel tight and...well, just gross. I found out about this soap from my friend Dusty's friend Greg's business: Mankind Apparel

This scent is pomegranate, and I just love it. What's better than that? The fact that it lathers up ridiculously and can be used as Shampoo as well! $7 may seem like a lot for one bar, but it will last you at least 3 months, and can double for Shampoo. I was skeptical when I used it on my hair, since usually my hair is stubborn and only responds to expensive things, but it did the trick! You will of course still need conditioner, but the soap helps to strip some of the product buildup out of your hair. Not to mention this would be a great thing to have in my backpack if I do end up travelling around the world, hehe. Ok, I've managed to sound a bit like an infomercial...

Travel the Road. I just ordered Season 1. It is a series that tracks two missionaries through some of the most dangerous places on earth. They are stalked by lions, attacked by leeches, and kidnapped, all while sharing the gospel with remote places.

Wii!

So, this was an impulse buy. And we tried to return it, but Gamestop strategically didn't have enough money in their drawer to give us cash back, since they can only do cash back as opposed to crediting it back to our debit card. We bought it in Hattiesburg and tried to return it to that Gamestop. When we couldn't return it there, we drove home and there it was, sitting in our house. There was no hope after that. So, our Christmas presents to eachother will be very small this year, since the Wii has become our joint Christmas present to eachother.




Christmas decorating! I have started on my cubicle, and this weekend will be the house! Yay!




Smooth n Melty mints. Oh my. Lovely goodness.