Sunday, May 24, 2009

my grandmothers jewlery

There is something about wearing my grandma’s jewelry that makes me feel very lovely. It goes beyond the beauty of vintage, of elegant earrings and locket necklaces. It’s a feeling of wearing not only something beautiful from generations passed but something with a story and with value; a relationship that you have to come to understand for yourself.

Yesterday I sat with my grandma talking about life’s ups and downs. She told me that in her experience, you never can predict how the future is going to be. I told her that I have already experienced the truth of that in my life. We agreed that life offers no guarantees. You just can't know. I thought about that a great deal. It just stuck with me. My grandma then began telling me the story behind the ring of hers that I was wearing.

She had gone to a street fair with a friend. There were rows of tents filled with fortune tellers, card reading, tea leaves, and palmistry. She purchased the ring at one of these tents. Its purpose was to predict the direction of future events by changing colors. Of course she didn’t actually believe the ring had such ability but bought it because it is so unique.

At times I’m sure my grandma wished that ring could give her a little hint as to what the future held, as I know her life was not a constant picnic. And today I sat, observing the detail of my grandmother’s beautiful ring, and I wished that it would magically reveal to me the unknown answers of tomorrow.

But for now I will hold my head high. I can only pray that I have inherited the strength and spunk of my grandma, the bravery and courage of my mother, and the overall beauty they share together. And one day I will share these qualities with my children. My heritage is one to be remembered, that will help me conquer the days and months to come. I will wear my grandma’s jewelry and be proud.
With love,

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

you can do magic...

This past weekend four of us took a little trip down to St. George to see the band America (click to get acquainted with fantastic music) at Tuachan and hike in Zion national park. It was a great weekend.

Stopping for lunch in Beaver, Utah.

Quality car time.

We were able to spend time at the pool and catch some desert sun.

Jesse pushed me in after I asked him to jump into the pool with me for a picture.

Exploring in the red rocks above St. George.

Jesse and Steve looking down over the city.

Jesse can be very creative with the camera. I like this one--me amongst the grand red rocks.

Aubry, looking very lovely.
I told Jesse I was going to take a picture. He did this pose on his own :) I'm so proud of him.


On our way to see America...
Tuachan was probably the most perfect place America could have played. I can't imagine what it would have been like back in their hey-day.

Waiting with all the old folks. The excitement level was high.

You can't help but feel so great after seeing America. Horse With No Name, Ventura Highway, Sister Golden Hair, Daisy Jane, and Lonely People were all on the evenings playlist. Love it!

Zion National Park. Beautiful.

The top of that mountain is where we went...Angels Landing...
" traveling that highway in the sky".

Our group of hikers.
Jesse, Me, Aubry, Steve, Megan, and Kent.

View from the top.

Jesse sitting on the ledge of Angels Landing, looking out over the valley below.

After a long hike we enjoyed my favorite...The Orange Peel smoothies!!

What a lovely weekend.

With love,
Kristen Ashlyn

Sunday, May 17, 2009

500 days of summer

I can't wait for this lovely movie.

With love,


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

please bring me a coca cola

This new commercial makes me want a coca cola really bad. Good marketing I guess.

With love,