Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Windy Days

I have seen many comments from friends talking about the wind and how creepy or how dirty it is. It is exactly the opposite for me as I sit here this evening with a good book (courtesy of Kailey's ever-growing library) and listen to the wind beat against the house.

I'm not sure if it is the sound, the smell, the feel of the wind when I walk outside or the way that it suffocates out all of the day-to-day white noise that causes the feeling of security I always feel when it is stormy out. I know that sounds contradictory, but the wind and rain always remind me of when I was little and the quiet calm of driving through either the stormy weather or the stormy obstacles of my life. And then I hear a song, Louis Armstrong's "What a Wonderful World" and I feel as though I'm sitting back in the old (then new) Mercury Sable, driving home from visiting my grandparents in Idaho.

Why I always think of that trip in particular, I don't know. There was nothing noteworthy about it. It was just my parents, my brother, our new puppy named Bandit and me. It seems like so many of our trips home were either driven at night or during a storm and this drive was no different. It was late night, there was a steady rain and I could hear the windshield wipers swishing. Andrew and I were in the backseat practicing singing in a gravelly Louis Armstrong voice as the demo tape with maybe 10 songs played on repeat through the night. I also seem to remember a stretch of time where nobody said a thing. We all rode in a comfortable silence, lost in our thoughts and listening to the music.

So, although the wind seems horrible to so many others, it truly soothes my soul and brings me peace. I don't think of the wind as a storm, but more like a blanket of security, blocking out all of the extraneous and superfluous white noise while I allow myself to get lost in my nostalgia.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Favorite Shot of the Weekend

I love this shot of Wendi & Jared. I think the subtlety of the reflection in the window of the Manti Temple is what makes it my favorite shot of the weekend.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The Little Things

Todd may not be the best at grand gestures, but not many can argue with the care that he puts into the little things that he does everyday. I am most impressed by the latest routine that he and I have gotten into.

He knows that I really struggle with early mornings, so every morning he sets his alarm in time to wake up and make both my lunch and breakfast. Then he starts the truck to let it warm up. Now that is love.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Early Mornings

I am not an early morning person by any stretch of the imagination, but work starts at 7am for me and I have to meet my carpool at 6:10 while it is still dark outside. How sad is that? I don't even get the benefit of seeing the sunrise. So, this is my new wallpaper, that for some reason I have to reset every morning. It is amazing at how much a picture can change my outlook on the morning. I know, it's cheesy, but it really does.