Car Failure.

Our Friday was pretty eventful, we were driving to T.J. Maxx to go pick up father's day presents for my dad and Keven, when out of the blue our car stops running. Luckily for us, we were on highway 89 and pulled off on a side street. Our oil light was on so Spence ran to the Chevron that was right down the street. Unlucky for us.. it was really hot and we had Khloë in the back seat. 

He got back and put the oil in and the car STILL wouldn't start. Of course, to make matters worse, this was the ONE time neither of us had our phone. He walked over to the apartment complex and started knocking on doors while Khloë and I sat in the shade on the sidewalk. A lady saw the car seat and stopped to see if she could help. Ironically, she was a mechanic. She tried to jump our car but it was a no-go. Unfortunately, she guessed it was the timing belt.. which can cause quite a bit of damage to your car in some cases.

Spence found someone who was going to come help. He and his wife pulled up behind us and none of us had any idea what we were doing. Spencer's dad was on Trek with the family and when he had tried his brother Alex it went to voicemail. My dad had just moved and I didn't have his home number memorized and he doesn't get cell phone service at his new place. So this guys wife offered to drive me home to get my cell phone. When we got there, my phone was dead. Dead! So I plugged it in and had to wait a couple minutes to get my dad's number and call him from Spencer's phone.

Just our luck, he was at the airport. My step-sister Sara was coming to visit from Guatemala and her flight was delayed. Our Friday night was turning out to be a fantastic one. We drove back to 89 and when we got there, our car was gone. Spence and this guy (who wasn't exactly buff..) had pushed our car a 1/4 a mile uphill to an empty parking lot while we waited for Alex to come tow us home. 

It was getting pretty hot and I walked over to Maverick to get us something to drink. I told Spence it could be worse, it could be raining, and he freaked out about not saying that because some weird freakish storm would find it's way into our unfortunate situation.

Thankfully, my brother-in-law showed up with a tow rope. It was a very short rope haha. Have you ever been towed? Let me tell you, it's kind of freaky. I was terrified we were going to hit the back of their truck the entire way home and Spence was a little too brake happy, it was quite an eventful ride. :]

Trying to get our car in the driveway was an experience! We got it stuck and our neighbor, Landon, had to come help us push it out. Now, our poor little car sits in the driveway waiting to get towed to Burt Brothers for a new timing belt. At least we weren't hurt, and we did learn a valuable lesson from this, NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT YOUR CELL PHONE!! Oh, and make sure it is charged, haha.

Pictures of Our Little Khoë

May 2011

Beautiful People

        When I was young, my biggest wish was to look like Angelina Jolie. In my eyes she was the epitome of beauty and perfection. I wanted perfect skin, long hair, full pouty lips, nice curves, the works. I think I just wanted to be movie star gorgeous for the attention it brings. Unfortunately for me, at that time I was in my "awkward" phase. I remember literally BEGGING my mom for fake colored contacts. Looking back I am a little embarrassed now. Don't get me wrong, I still think she is a beautiful woman. I would just rather be myself. It's true, there are things I wish I could change still, but I've come to terms with my body.

       I think this is a huge issue with many young girls today. I was watching a show on TV called "Toddlers In Tiaras" and it was so depressing. Their mothers put them in evening gowns, make-up and yes, even corsets. Their rib cages, lungs and other internal organs can't develop correctly from being constrained in the tight-laced torture devices and they end up having problems when they're older. The sad thing is, their moms are to blame. They are either has been wash-ups or insecure moms who want to show off their pretty children. How can you justify yourself? Is our society so superficial that they have a competition for TODDLERS which is meant for full grown women? Honestly, let your children have a childhood.

       On that note who defines what beauty is? I think it's someone who is comfortable in their own body, someone who isn't afraid to proudly show their flaws and still shine with self-confidence. It's a rare thing to see these days though. Even in high school I knew my fair share of girls with eating disorders, girls with major self esteem issues, and some who even went as far as to resort to plastic surgery. As women we are naturally beautiful. God made us in every shape, size, color and not one of us is the same as another. We are all unique, we all have something different to offer and we are all beautiful in our own way. So don't let the media tell you different. Accept yourself, confidence is what makes you beautiful. 

"People are like stain-glassed windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within." -Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

"A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she wears." -Anne Roiphe

My hero, who was beautiful inside .&&. out.

"The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years."  -Audrey Hepburn