hiatus

Hi friends, I'm taking a break from blogging. Always remember: laugh long and laugh hard.

Much love,
Sarah

I killed Bambi

The other night I was driving home from trivia. My team had won so I was pretty stoked and I'm sure I had a smile on my face. I was driving about 65 mph on the freeway and it was late and DARK. As I turned a corner of the freeway, all of a sudden I saw Bambi.

Bambi was standing in the middle of the freeway.

Not walking across it. Not running. Not doing anything but CHILLIN' in the middle of the freeway.

I knew I was going to hit it. There was no way I wouldn't. I slammed on my brakes and started screaming right before it hit. At the last second, it tried to jump to the right but not in time.

BAM!!!!!!

And just like that, I became a murderer.

After we hit, my car swerved horribly to one side and then the other. I screamed even louder. I thought for sure I was going to spin out of control and hit the car on my left. But then my car straightened out and I keep going down the freeway in utter and complete shock. Did that just happen??

I pulled off at the next exit to freak out, cry, and call 911. They said they'd send out a unit to pick up Bambi.

As I drove home, I noticed my car was driving weird. I was sure the deer dented the front and maybe it pushed some engine parts out of place or something. In the morning, I went outside to see the damage:

See the little fluff of something hanging from the bottom of the headlight? Yep, that's deer fur, skin, and blood. Anyway, you can see how everything in the hood/bumper is out of alignment. I can't open the passenger door because of it. So I took my car into a body shop and am driving a rental car in the meantime.

I am shaky from the whole incident and I don't want to drive at night anymore. I'm hoping to feel better in a couple days. I am VERY thankful it wasn't worse. I could have gotten into a really bad accident.

At least I didn't stop and load the deer in my car to take to Animal Rescue. This could have happened:

i love gifs

Me in the shower.

How I walk into my best friend's house.

Thinking about going to my first SF Giants game (of the season) next month.

When someone tells me women shouldn't be in church leadership.

How I'm sure I look in my hip hop class.

When I read YouTube comments.

What I'm secretly imagining when I have a conversation with my crush.

How I react when my college girls tell me they don't feel pretty.

What I'm hoping for when I want to give someone an epic high-five.

What actually happens.

When I tell a friend I wish I could kiss Colin Firth on the mouth.

Taking 3 days away from work to spend time with my 7 month old godson, Cody.

When someone says they don't like the Harry Potter books.

At a wedding when someone tells me I'm next.

How my team and I react when we get lots of correct answers on Thursday Trivia Nights.

Summer is only a month and a half away.

And when I'm having a bad day, I just remember...

Pray for Boston

Two bombs went off today near the finish line at the Boston Marathon. As of right now, three people are dead and there are more than 140 injured.  

On tragic days like this, I usually feel a combination of sadness, fear, and a desire to help. Even though we live so far from Boston, we can still help by donating to the American Red Cross. Click here if you would like to do so. 

Here's a section of a blog the Red Cross posted about today's events: "Our hearts go out to all those in Boston dealing with this tragedy and our thoughts are with all of those injured. The American Red Cross in Boston has a long history of supporting the marathon with volunteers and first aid stations. Even before the explosion we were assisting with the race and we continue to support runners, their loved ones and the entire community with mental health assistance, food, drinks and blankets at the reception sites. 

In addition, the Red Cross has provided 100 additional blood products to several area hospitals to help meet the needs of those injured at the Boston Marathon. We are also bringing in additional mental health workers for those who will need emotional support in the coming days. The Red Cross will be working in close coordination with officials to determine how else we can best help the community and support emergency workers."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Please pray for: 

* the injured and their families 

* the doctors taking care of them

* the families who have lost loved ones

* the first responders and other workers who are trying to make the city safe again

* the city of Boston as they deal with this grief

 * people to seek God during this time - He can provide comfort, peace, and healing in the most painful of times

I am mesmerized

Seriously, you guys.

Take 60 seconds and just focus on this gif.

Just sit there and take it in.

Imagine the softness under your fingertips.

I guarantee your blood pressure will go down 10 points.

updated family pixs

Easter 2013. I love my family. I feel like these pictures sum us up nicely.

I'm awkward

You guys, I think I've figured out why I'm single.

I saw this the other day and it explains me. But let's rephrase it and just say, "I AM awkward if I find you attractive."

When I'm around guys I don't like (romantically), I am myself. I make jokes, I'm fun, I laugh, I listen.

When I have a crush on a guy or find someone attractive, I have the superpower of awkwardness. I should wear a cape. I'm quiet, constantly thinking I'm going to say the wrong thing, I want them to like me, I'm hesitant, I act shy. Who IS that person? Not me. I'm so annoyed at myself.

This can cause problems because guys I'm friends with (and act normal around) might think I like them because my friendliness can be misconstrued as interest. And the guys I actually DO like don't like me back for whatever reason. But probably because who would be attracted to an odd awkward person who doesn't show their real personality?

Any advice, friends? What has worked for you?