Awright. I just completely and utterly lost my most favoritest hat in the ENTIRE world, for sure. It will not be found this time. In case you are wondering, it is my hat I am wearing in my now infamous (j/k) picture with the hand. I am extremely sad about it. It was the most comfortable one I had, didn't make my forehead itch or anything. Perfectly soft, and the best blue color ever. Man!!! It's amazing how I got so attached to a material thing. I need to get over it. The good news is my host mom, Juliet, is going to be sending me a hat I lost over in Scotland soon. That will cheer me up for two minutes when I get it!!!

No, I'm really okay. I'm actually doing great, because I have been taking time out to talk to God every day. It's awesome what He can do when you open up to Him. I still am having distractions in my heart though. Wow! am I having distractions. Boys definitely are distracting. I wish they weren't so cute sometimes. Well, not all of 'em are. But the ones that love God with an amazing passion, I'm crazy about!!! This last week has been awesome cause I have just been seeing a passion in a bunch of my guy friends that I knew was there but that wasn't always really manifesting itself before. The commitment to Christ is just beautiful. I am loving it.

Well, I guess you would like to know more about my break. Maybe not, but, hey, that's what I wanna write about. Alright, lets start after my bro graduated. I hung out with him for the next two days and did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. And it wasn't fun, either. I was like,"What do I do at school? I know I'm always non-stop, so why is there NOTHING for me to do now?" I was confused for a bit there. My sister arrived on Tuesday, and she looked beautimous as usual. She had to really dress up for her plane ride cause one of her friends got her the ticket on a first class seat I think. She had huge Elton John sunglasses on. Okay, now I am blanking on what we did. Oh yeah! We, wait. No, that was Saturday night. Anyways.....on Wednesday night I took my family to see "The Two Towers," which was incredible. I sat next to my pal Dharma so we could talk about stuff, and also cause the theater was packed. He's read the books too, so...there ya go. It was cool hangin out with him. He got me this crazy angel bear that sings,"Yes, Jesus loves me!" and says a prayer. It's actually kind of creepy when she does it so I turn her off most of the time. She has a weird voice. I named her "La-La," cause I thought it was funny. She has iridescent wings and a halo and schtuff. He said that he thought of me when he saw it and heard it sing. Well, I guess that's good that people know I love Jesus!!! He plays the guitar like a mad man so he taught me some stuff. He tried to help me learn some scales, and gave me some written stuff, but I don't get it. So Dharma, if you read this, you'll have to explain it to me again. Two days later, I saw it again with my brother's friend, Travis. It was so crowded again, and I had to sit next to this guy that smelled like a mouse cage. Yeah, gross. Anyways, I got sick to my stomach a few days before Christmas, and then after I got over that, I got the flu or something for a couple of days. On Christmas Eve, I was shaving my legs on the side of the bath tub cause we didn't have any hot water, and all of a sudden, I heard my dad's voice. We had just been going through a bunch of his stuff and packing it in boxes to send to him. My parents are officially divorced now, and my mom wanted to get rid of his stuff she had. I hadn't seen him for two years, nor had Dani or Ransom, and my mom left him 2 and a half years ago, so when I heard his voice, I was like,"Huh?" I'd been planning on flying over to Reno to visit him later that week, but my brother and sister couldn't come. So I wrapped a towel around me after I heard him again (I was thinking, "Did they find a tape or something?") and went out with one leg still covered in shaving cream. My dad was standing in the living room, laughing!!!! He didn't look like a skeleton, and I could tell he's been sober (since April!!). He had a brand new truck and had driven all the way from Reno to see us!!! My brother wasn't there, so we called him and Travis and Nic (Travis' little brother) drove him over. My dad bought the new Shania Twain cd and I was sitting in his truck listening to my dad's fav song on it when Ransom and them pulled up. My dad got out and hugged Ransom, who is now as tall as him and twice as big from muscle, and Dani and I were standing there, listening to that song, and crying. It was such an emotional moment. I felt like I was watching a movie!! So we all went out to IHOP that night and sat around with Dharma, laughing and talking. My mom got upset and mad at first when my dad showed up, but after Dani and I calmed her down and told her she was okay, that he wasn't gonna hurt her anymore, she loosened up and started talking to my dad like a friend about everything. We had a good time, and then we all had planned on spending Christmas with Debbie, Travis and Nic's mom, so we went over to spend the night. I got a high fever that night and while we were opening gifts the next morning, I got a fleece from Debbie. I didn't put it on and she asked why, and I was like,"I have a fever," and she's like,"Well, why didn't you tell me!!! Travis, go get her some --what kind of juice do you like honey?--some orange juice and medicine. Go sleep in Travis' room--do you need some comfortable pajamas? Here you go!" Do you know how wonderful it was to have someone take care of me when I felt like that and actually not say, "You're faking it," or "You're a wimp, tough it out!!" It was great. So I got over my fever by the next day and slowly got better. I still have a cough, though that's from being around smokers for a month, not from bein' sick. Well, we hung out with my dad at his motel, and he gave us each fifty bucks for Christmas, and me a little piece of cardboard that said,"Bearer entitled to one free ride to Reno!" We were gonna road trip it. My whole family went and got pictures the Friday before New Years, and Travis took me out to eat and we hung out at Barnes and Noble. My dad and I left on Sunday night after a very emotional parting. I couldn't hold back the tears. I had to keep telling him to not listen to certain love songs on his Shania cd so he wouldn't get all wishy-washy. :) Although I was really wishy-washy myself. Will tell more about the trip later.....

Can I talk a bit more about Jesus? Cause He is just making us all hit the fan with our love for Him. In Chi Alpha, we are having this 24-hour prayer in the prayer room. And people are goin and tryin to pray 24/7. It is awesome how things are lining up! Last night after my time I had, from 1-2 am, I was comin' home, and all of a sudden I just realized the scope, and asked out loud to Him,"God, what are You gonna DO?" I know He is preparing us for something. May not happen in my lifetime but if I can help prepare the way I'm ready. Maybe we'll start another one 'a those 100 year or more 24/7 prayer movements! The other night Phil had me listen to Mike Bickle talk about this stuff. He was talking about it at a "One Thing" conference. And at my friend's churches lately they have been preaching on prayer. During worship last Tuesday, after we'd done it only one day, all of leadership just slipped right into worshipping Jesus like *that!* It was amazing. I could tell we'd all been having quality time with our Father. I listened to more Mike Bickle last night at the XA house, and heard him call Him "Abbah" a bunch of times....I think I spelled that wrong. Anyways. I don't know what more to say...it's so personal, but it's big. Come and pray. He's waiting for you.....mmmmmmmmm How sweet it is to be loved by You, Jesus.

Here's a crazy quote my mom said the night we were at IHOP:
"That's kind of like little angels swimming around in white milk!" --HUH?????