Showing posts with label Bravery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bravery. Show all posts

2.08.2012

"that new profile picture is manly"

Let me tell you a little story.
One time the professional Spartan photographers put this up online last week.
My thoughts? Oh whoa hey that makes me look like I have real muscles...sweet!
I, knowing how into fitness my father is, thought he would appreciate it.
So naturally I text it to him.
Little did I know this was license for him to pass his phone around his Sunday School class.
Apparently it was license enough, because yes.... yes he did.

"dad, you're joking.. you didn't really pass it around did you!??!"
"heck yeah I did!"

no shame, people. no shame.

My whole home ward is now aware that I am capable of climbing a wall.
And sweating real good. yep.

Mom thinks this makes me daddy's girl..
even more than everything else that already qualified me for that position.
I am very qualified, let me assure you.

A boy today said I looked manly in my new profile picture.... interesting.
14 girls have liked it on facebook.... 9 girls have commented on it.
1 boy has left a comment, and 1 boy has liked it.
I have known them both for over 5 years.
I can't really tell if that bodes well for me...? probably not.
Whatever. boys are weird.

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also..
no big. I bought red pants today.
by no big, I mean it is big.
they're skinny jeans.
I normally am not brave enough for those...

baby steps.

Love Always,
Taylor Ann

1.16.2012

getting back on feat. miss mackenzie

Have you ever fallen off a horse?
Well, it's kind of a scary thing....no matter how old you are.
When I was probably around 6 years old, I fell off my horse straight into grandma and grandpa's pond.
Daddy gave me the shirt off his back and I emotionally recovered at grandma's house.
[which is, of course, the best place to recover]

But would you know what is the most important is about falling off?
Getting back on.
Which also happens to be the scariest part.
But gosh darnit, isn't that the way everything is?

Well, this story isn't about me after all anyways.
You see, Miss Mackenzie loves horses.
[Santa even gave her horse pajamas this year]
Over Christmas, she fell off.
Scared her and everyone else half to death,
but she was so brave.
She got right back on.

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You know, if you think about it....
everything good stops if you fall off at the first bump,
and never get back on.
But life keeps going just fine if you get back on.

I love you my pretty little Mackenzie :)

Taylor Ann