people keep asking..

so which one was your favorite.. and i keep tellin' em..

DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE!!!!

top 3:

GIRL TALK

TV ON THE RADIO

BON IVER

.. then gomez, wilco, animal collective and grizzly bears.. a hehe.. see i just can't do it..

the typical day.. wake up around 9-10, head to the grounds from our campsite, then.. take naps..

tv on the radio. unbelievably good.

one of the last nights.. at MGMT.. at 2-4 in the morning!!! 4 days, no showers.. still got it.. 

so, if any of you heard kate's and my story from last year, you'd remember us mentioning our tent leaking through.. completely.. us, afloat our air mattress in our tent, in the middle of the lake that seemed to had formed, while we cover ourselves from the rain seeping through with our sheets.. that were drenched.. all in all.. great camping experience.. 

so this year, we try and take all precautions against a repeat bonnaroo 08 incident, new tent, new attitude. we get back from the first night (after missing DELTA SPIRIT :( but seeing some other good shows) of pouring rain.. i mean woodstock, mud people kinda rain.. we we're all hippies that night.. to check on our new tent.. feel the sheets.. feel our pillows.. YOU'RE KIDDING ME!! yep, soaked.. so we, with our aggie intuitive and problem solving abilities, and in a matter of 3 seconds, had the air mattress in the back of my jeep.. seats down and it fit peeeerrrfecccttllly.. like it was made for it.. windows on a slight crack, summer breeze, clothes dry.. what a perfect Bonnaroo trip.. i mean really..

i'll probably put up more pictures when kate puts hers on facebook and i can steal em..

yep, back on facebook.. eh..

BONNAROO 2010.. i dream of you tonight..

3:30 a.m.

the alarm goes off, and every other morning it's greeted with immediate hate, but not this morning. oh "assembly line, ringtone #4 on medium volume level" how i've been waiting for you..

the day i've been looking forward to since june 11, 2008. it's bonnaroo baby!

cayce, greg and kate should be here any moment to load up the jeep and head on over to manchester "the glory" tennessee. be back monday!

peace. 

love. 

music baby!

the drive-in

genious. the man that invented this. 

we spent Sunday night at the drive-in in Palmer, Texas.. just outside of downtown dallas. it was a good time, some tennis-baseball, little game of 5,000 that I quickly ducked out of, because my friends are a little too intense and "the hangover" which was so funny, recommend it on so many levels.. 

I sometimes think that I was born in the completely wrong decade.. so many things about the 50s and 60s just rock my world, drive-ins being one of them.. probably one of the cutest date nights I can think of, they're just so dang fun.  (there ya go guys, that one was for free)

bonnaroo - only one more work day left! the tents are being waterproofed as we speak

liza the homeless lady..

"For He chose us in Him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in His sight. In Love, he predestined us to be adopted as His sons through Christ Jesus" 

So, Chandler (matt chandler- the village church) has been talking a lot on the purpose of "missional living." In my home group, we got together and just wrote down on index cards what our mission field looks like specifically. I'll just let everyone in.. first, the attorneys in my office, I don't do well with the intellectuals. god has blessed me with my faith. I don't know much, but what i do know is the truth and that's enough for me. second, the homeless people that hang out at the bus stop next to my parking lot in downtown dallas. I pass them everyday.. twice.. they're my mission field right now. 

there is this one woman that keeps coming into my life. her name is liza. we've talked now a few times and it's always a little if-y. of course, i get a little intimidated. what can i even say to her? most of the time she just goes on mumbling as we walk to my building, but i want, so badly, to be purposeful with her, and not just another person that gives her  a few bucks for breakfast.

 so this whole time I'm thinking, what can i say to her to make her see Jesus today? going over things in my head again and again, i  give her three dollars and she, with so so much gratitude, says, "bless you, oh God bless you" before i can even say a thing. 

something is wrong there right? i mean, i should be the one telling her how much Jesus loves her and wants her as his own, but with her simple words, bless you,  my whole way of thinking is flipped inside out. geez. i'm so prideful sometimes (like something i'm gonna say, on my own without the holy spirit being there is going to change her.. psh) and i hate it.. truly.. i almost feel like we've got the whole thing wrong sometimes. ?? ..i don't know

"live a life that is completely distinctive to the rest of the world" 

maybe liza's got it all right..

hey boy, why you didn't call..

i'm not sure if it's just my friends.. single friends, but we have crushes.. this may sound like, duh, obvi.. eveyone does.. but, i think we may be a little extreme.. there is something fun and freeing in just having crushes. and a bunch of them at that. it's been a while for me.. but, i finally have one.. and once i have one, i find myself having about twelve. either way, he's breath-taking.

he works in my building. i like to think his name is phillip.. and, yea, i think it's okay to say we're dating now.. i mean, we've had two memorable, amazing dates down in the lobby. first one, we pass by each other in the elevator banks, and we can both feel life just stop for those few moments.. second one, so romantic, we road the escalator down into the tunnels together, just catching up on each other's pasts, presents and futures.. together.. eeee! i can't wait to see where he takes me next in 1700 pacific.

i mean, he's into me right?

..this may be the perfect example why boys think girls are nuts.. eeh, oh well.