*NOSOTROS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

Lol, if you don't know, in Spanish nosotros means we, so in fact the title could be translated into *WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*. If you wish for more details on this inside joke, ask Cassie Brooks. Word.

I'm having a really fun time skiing and hanging with my family minus my mommy who I miss dearly. She is at home apparently having a great time hanging out with her friends. That makes me happy.

Today I had my first really bad wipe out. A few days before I was standing and talking to my father and brother when I suddenly just started to lean to my left and fell down on my skis. It was quite hilarious. However, I digress. Today while going down Roy's Run, a black diamond (which means it is amazingly hard to ski if you don't know) which I had already skied several times, I tried to turn to suddenly and ended up on my back side and losing a pole. Meanwhile, I was sliding down the amazingly steep mountain backwards at an alarming rate. When I finally stopped sliding I was at least fifty yards down from where I first was. I had gotten out of my skies and climbed a good forty of those fifty yards when a man yelled to me that he would grab my pole for me and I headed back down to my skies once again. When I got to my skies I fell down and proceeded to slide another thirty yards. Finally, with the help of my brother and the man I got back into my skies and grabbed my poles and headed down the mountain. It was one of the most humorous things I have done in my entire lifetime *Grins quite proudly*

Gosh, there was so much that I wished to write about, but now I can't remember.

I miss Megan tremendously. I haven't been able to stop thinking about her these last few days and every time I think of her I smile. Once today, while I was skiing down a very simple pathway I started drifting away in to what I would like to call "Megan World". I was thinking about last Wednesday and that way she put her hand on my stomach......... and nearly fell of the edge in to the trees. Now, that would have been horribly funny now wouldn't it?

I told her that I love her today, well, I wrote it. I am amazed that since I have redefined love that I am not afraid of it any longer. Love is so simple, so meaningful, so almost nothing. I do not have to give of myself or ask her to give me something. All we do is recognize the beauty in the other. It is so simple that it is almost nothing, it takes no effort to do. I love her because she is a beautiful and amazing soul, because she is perfectly divine and not because I want something of her, not because she expects it of me. Namaste.

I miss Analise. She said she was going to call me on Monday or something like that, I can't quite remember. I wish that I could call her, I might try tonight. She is one of the best friends I have ever had.

Saska is doing so much better, or at least that seems to be the case. Her play is going wonderfully and that brings me such joy. She deserves much and it is time she is reciving it.

Howdy Erin. Lol, yeah, that's my mom's cell phone. I've just been using it because I've been having to do all of the errands and picking up of kids since her surgery. I want a cell phone and may very well be getting one when my mom starts using hers again. It just depends on my dad.

I thought about Donna today. On the way down the mountain my big bro put a cd in with one of the songs she and I listened to at Winter Rally. Just btw, Winter Rally kicked major booty, props to the Dallas peeps. I smiled a lot as I thought of her. She is one of my soul mates though I doubt I will see her again after our run in YOU. It was well worth it.

Well, I'm going to head out. Got some family time to spend and some homework to finish. Good bless.

BTW: This artist kicks ass and he writes all his lyrics in paragraph form. Download this song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bowl Of Oranges
Bright Eyes

The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in
my dreaming, so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and
already open. Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just
been. So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets. But
everything seemed different and completely new to me. The sky, the trees,
houses, buildings, even my own body. And each person I encountered, I couldn't
wait to meet. I came up a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said "(I
am terribly sorry but) there is nothing I can do for you (that) you can't do
for yourself." He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would
help." So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt. He said, "I
think I'm cured. No, in fact, I'm sure of it. Thank you Stranger, for your
therapeutic smile."

So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must
do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and
you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or
simple song of hope. That is why I'm singing... Baby don't worry cause now I
got your back. And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you
laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to
pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And
we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's
uneven remainder, our lives are fractions of a whole. But if the world could
remain in a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the
beauty. Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl
of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.