Friday, October 31, 2008

My happiness... friends, is my dog Coco.

Coco is such a good puppy. She loves everybody, never barks, and only makes cute whimpering noises when someone leaves her. Whenever a person leaves the room and shuts a door, she sits by the door, longingly watching and whimpering in sadness. She doesn't like when her friends leave her.

Here is a picture of Coco with Aubry.
She is in her Halloween shirt that says Princess. She is so Cute.

And she has crazy BIG brown eyes, that you just can't resist. She's very tiny.
But eventually she will get about 3lbs bigger. Coco wants to cuddle with anyone, only has nice things to say about you and knows exactly what face to make when she wants a bite of your sandwich.
That is Coco.

Coco and I both love you Squirt.

With love,


Thursday, October 30, 2008


It's Halloween, and here are some of our scary costumes.

Aubry and Jessica are Betty and Wilma. They actually are pretty accurate human versions of these ladies.And below, we have Erin.

Just like Sarah Palin says, "He's a Maverick". She really had her accent down. And Jess was a pirate, with a beard and an earring.

Arrgh. So hot.
Then of course, there is my sisters and I. We were Megan, Lisa, and Jessie from the hit Disney movie "Parent Trap Three"...made just for TV. We're teenage triplets that are awesome.

Siera (the one in the middle) looked the hottest.

And we all looked pretty good.
Happy Halloween

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

What is broken can heal.

The Websters English dictionary defines broken as being damaged or altered by breaking; made weak or infirm; not complete or full; disunited by separation. There are so many things that can break. Sometimes I don't care about broken things, I'm not quite sure what to do with a broken watch or a broken glass. I will probably just throw it away or replace it. It does not seem like a big deal. But not all broken things can be thrown away. A broken leg. You can't just throw out a broken leg, you have to take care of it and be patient while it heals. It will heal. Maybe it will never be exactly the same, but a broken leg will heal. A broken family. A child that is separated from one parent or the other...maybe even both. A husband who leaves his wife, or a wife who walks out on her family. You can't just throw out a broken family...but time may help to heal. A broken heart. You can't throw out a broken heart. It keeps beating. It keeps the blood pumping through the body, so you can move, think...function. You can't throw out a broken heart. Sometimes I do care about broken things.

But broken also means it could probably be fixed. I could probably have someone fix that broken watch, maybe even the broken glass. A broken leg will mend with time. A broken family can find happiness again somehow, someday. And a broken heart can heal. Just something to remember during those times. :)

With love,


I love you.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Days full of color.

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante.
You asked me what's my pleasure
"A movie or a measure"?
I'll have a cup of tea and
tell you of my dreaming.
Dreaming is free.
I don't want to live on charity.
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity.
People stop and stare at me, wejust walk on by; we just
keep on dreaming.
Feet feet: walking a two mile.
Meet meet: meet me at the turnstile.
I never met him, I'll never forget him.
Dream dream: even for a little while. Dream dream: filling up an idle hour.
Fade away, radiate.
I sit by and watch the river flow.I sit by and watch the traffic go.
Imagine something of your very own; something you
can have and hold.
I'd build a road in gold just
to have some dreaming.
Dreaming is free.By
The Smashing Pumpkins

Some days are good, some days...not so good. But we always have those we love, those that love us, and colorful days. I love you squirt.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

A Blue, Blue Sky

A few summers ago, I spent a semester a Brigham Young University Hawaii. It was a life changing experience. I went straight from my sheltered high school days, to being on my own, in a brand new place, with new people, with different customs and cultures. I was seventeen then. This past Sunday was my twentieth birthday. It seems that three years later I would know so much more...but I'm not really sure that I do. Things are consistently changing all around me. Yesterday I started thinking about all the experiences, opportunities and trials that I have had recently...and a lot has happened in my life since that time! For example, my good friend Katie, who you see me with in the picture above while in Hawaii and in the picture to the left, is now married and I was a bridesmaid in her wedding this last summer! Turning another year older really makes a girl stop and think. And even though I'm not old, I feel that I have experienced a lot in the last three years-and yet I know so little :). Basically, I just want to tell you what I do know. One sunny afternoon in Oahu, Katie Mae and I caught a bus down to Sunset Beach (my favorite). It was a beautiful day, no signs of the usual summer afternoon showers, just Blue, blue sky. We swam around in the clear water, soaking up the sun and laughing as we tried to catch small little sea creatures that we were kinda scared of. I began floating on my back....drifting further and further out into the remarkable force of water surrounding my body. All I could hear was the gentle waves tapping against my eardrums. All I could see was a blue, blue sky. And All I could feel was a spirit of peace in my heart. I know that it was the love of a Father in Heaven who constantly blesses me. Who gives me all these opportunities, experiences, and that I may find that peace and happiness, whenever I desire too. It was the love of my Savior Jesus Christ, who wanted me to know that everything was going to be okay :). And this is what I know...the constant truth that I can understand on a daily basis, and though I may not always be in tune to the things He is trying to tell me....I can close my eyes to this day, and I can remember and feel that love. It's a blue, blue sky.

With love,


Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Independence of Solitude

As I wrote about last month, the name "Raindrops and Sunshowers" comes from a favorite song of mine that talks about the inability we have has human beings to please everyone and our neglected ability to think for ourselves and do what pleases us most. Now, this may not be a problem for everyone but I know it is certainly a problem for me. Conformity and independence are popular subjects in our society. We talk about how easy it is to conform to the world around us and how we should try to avoid it. And though there is nothing wrong with these opinions...Personally I am not one to preach about rising above the crowd, making statements and being different. In fact, I blend with the crowd probably more then most. But there is a reason I do not preach it...that reason being: I do not believe that is what independence is. It is not about dressing extreme or doing different, strange things to stand out. You don't have to physically stand out, speak louder then other people, or be abnormally opinionated. Independence comes with the freedom of thought and the capacity you allow yourself to nourish new ideas.

One of the most influential pieces of literature in my life is "Self-Reliance" by Ralph Waldo Emerson. It is genius--in my opinion. And I think many would agree with me. Within this essay, Emerson defines what it truly means to be independent, which is in his words, is being "self-reliant". Growing up, I felt as though I constantly had someone to please, whether by nature or nurture...this is how I felt. It is just the way Kristen is. When a decision needs to be made, it can never just be what I want, it has to include every person's opinion that could possibly be involved in the outcome of the decision. And Emerson saw others like this! And I think it annoyed him. He saw a society being morphed into a society of pleasers-like me ;)-and this is what he said, "What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness...It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude." It is true, probably one of the hardest things to do is stop the constant clamor around you and think in a brief moment, completely for yourself--neglecting the opinions of the world.
He also talks about how no man should dismiss a thought, just because it is his.

This reminds me of a friend I have. This friend randomly thinks of very intelligent, deep, original ideas of his very own. When he shares these ideas with me, I am mesmerized and almost jealous of the genuine quality of his thoughts. But I feel that because "it is his" he doesn't consider them to be worth all that much. Not because he is not confident in himself, but because in our society, there is a lack of independent thought. And though this blog entry may seem hypocritical, because I am quoting the words of a great mind, Ralph Waldo Emerson...and much of this is not my own original ideas. His words sparked my own imagination and has taught and inspired me to really try to not be afraid of what I can comprehend and what I cannot: who I really am.
"To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men,--that is genius."