Tuesday, August 23, 2016


As one last roommate hurrah before we moved and Megan gets married, we took a road trip to California. 10/10 highly recommend.

HOWEVER, 10/10 also recommend that you check the weather before making the drive. Turns out if you don't check the weather/road conditions you might drive into a fire and get stuck in traffic for long amounts of time and then eventually find out the interstate is closed and have to turn around and add lots of time on to the road trip. But, I mean, sometimes traffic is fun. For example, we saw a man get out of the driver's seat and run across 3 lanes of traffic to pee on the side of the road. So, you know, it's not all bad.


We spent our first evening and the entire next day at Venice beach. I looooove the beach.

But do you know what I love MORE than the beach? Disneyland. Even the birds chirp more magically there. Everything is happy and beautiful and wonderful at Disneyland.

I was on a happy-high the entire day. I think I was running on straight happy-juice. I wanted to go go go all day (from park open to close). People keep asking what my favorite part was, but umm... ALL OF IT IS MY FAVORITE. I simply cannot choose. If I told you I had a favorite part, I'd be a liar.

Due to car trouble, Disney day 2 was postponed. BUT that is a blessing in disguise because now we are probably going to go back on my BIRTHDAY weekend/Megan's wedding weekend. How magical is THAT? 

Since we couldn't go to Disney, we spent the next day at Knott's Berry Farm - a super awesome roller coaster park. Since I recently rediscovered my love for roller coasters (Gretz and I went to Lagoon a few days before the California trip), I was excited and braved all the big coasters. We had a blast riding rides and convincing Reenie to flirt with the ride attendants.

These ladies have been game changers. College would not be the same without them. So glad God brought us all together freshman year!

Death by pride

My life is FULL of evidence that God is aware of me. He sends me exactly what I need, but sometimes my stubborn pride gets in the way.

Greta, Megan, and I went on a hike earlier this summer. It was just supposed to be a tiny baby hike, so we didn't bring water. However, we couldn't find the trail at first and ended up hiking up a mountain before realizing there was no way we were on the right trail. So we hiked back down and finally found the right trail. By this point (before we even started the real hike) we were hot and tired. The easy hike did not feel easy to our poor dehydrated bodies. 

While taking a break, a nice man approached us with a huge water bottle FULL of beautiful water. He asked if we needed some water, but our pride spoke before our survival instincts, and we declined the water. He hiked on, and we immediately regretted our decision. I silently wished for another hiker to offer us water, but I knew I was being taught a lesson.

We made it to the waterfall, cooled down, and on the way back we realized how short and easy the hike really was. We had made it a million times harder on ourselves by not being prepared and not accepting the help heaven sent.

It was really obvious that day that my pride got in the way of a beautiful blessing (water), but I can't help but wonder what less obvious blessings my pride blocks.