Life is Sweet

I love my food, every little bit of it. especially when it comes to desserts. Ask anyone, and they will tell you that I cherish sweets, and craves it all the time...not really. it's just so good. I get it from my dad being the sweet tooth I've grown up to be. If you see me upset, give me sweets. If you see me happy, give me sweets. Just give me sweets and I will love you more. just kidding...maybe.

but it's a known stereotype that women love sweets, and as the saying goes said by few "If you want to make a girl happy, give her sweets, not flowers!". defiantly true. although I would like flowers too.

which all of this brings me to why I decided to write about sweet deliciously made sweets, is because an Austrian girl who happened to walk into my life several days ago, gave me wonderful Austrian chocolate for my birthday. A lot of Austrian chocolate she just so happened to have. I'm surely not upset with that choice at all.

Ooh! and maybe a little bit of theses very good looking cupcakes and cookies I found online.

(never really thought I would call cupcakes 'Good looking'.)

let's just try tasteful.

On that note, I devoured a few of each, or on my speaking terms 'nibbled' a few of each of the yummy chocolate I happened to receive.

Here's one of the "ooh so good, haven in my mouth" chocolates she gave me.

And here are the pictures I found online on these mouth-watering (seems to be) sweets this women makes as her passion.

Another fresh new year is here.

(No, I did not make the cupcake, I found it on Google and thought it was cute.)

It's my birthday everyone!

19!!!

WHOOPEE!!

Very exciting!

...clearly, much more shocked.

I must add that the year I was 18, many things happened to be brought into my life.

I received the greatest news a year ago that I would be attending the School of Ministry 2 weeks before it started. I was thrilled--more than thrilled. Ecstatic!

Many inner healing's, and forgivenesses later, I came to notice that I dearly love the place, the people, and God more than I anticipated. The school was a HUGE part of my year, and defiantly the best. Meeting new people, experiencing emotions that you forgot you had, travailing to a different country, changing lives, along with your's, and discovering by the end of it all, that tissues are your new best friend, the school was so worth it.

...And that's exactly why I'm going back for some more. Bring it on SoM!

7 and a half months now since I've been back home from the School of Ministry in beautiful Toronto, and I still catch myself laughing at the great memories that I shared among many individuals there. Curious to actually hear the comments of what many people thought of I, while walking down the streets, at work, anywhere I'm doing dishes. Yes, dishes,(I believe those last two places are where I think of those memories the most.), and cooking. Laughing uncontrollably. By myself. Mhhh...

I work, I write, I play, I socialize, I love. I Skype

(My life in a nutshell, for the most part)

Seriously, the amount of calls + chats I did in the past months are countless.

Especially to my friends back from school. Jeepers.

Any-who, today was a fabulous day with my family and my close friends that I'm so fortunate to have. They protect, encourage, love, and teach me new things everyday.

I love you all and thank you for all you support in all my good and bad decisions I've made in the past -- for understanding and dwelling me with your love.

"Another year to live!

To banish worry, doubt, and fear.

To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me

To live each day with zest...

To grow and try to be my highest and best!

I have the opportunity

once more to right some wrongs,

To pray for peace, to plant a tree,

and sing more joyful songs!"

-William Arthur Ward

Love Lost - The Temper Trap - Plus a little something, something.

When I first tuned my ears to this single, I immediately thought this was another typical relationship/break-up song. However, as time moved quickly, I got to know the band a little more and found myself to realize that this song had much more of a meaning behind it, rather than your very own relationship/break-up song we hear everywhere. Meanwhile, I knew that this song wasn't what everyone interrupted it to be, for I had a little voice who spoke to me saying that this song was written by one man who had a secret desire to spread the word of a Love greater than any other man has to offer. It's kind of little hidden secrets we can catch if we seek. For I am going to be giving a verse describing purely what couldn't been said any better.

Colossians 2:2, Paul the apostle says "My purpose is that they may be encouraged in heart and united in love, so that they may have the full riches of complete understanding, in order that they may know the mystery of God, namely, Christ."

When the verse came across the words 'encouraged in heart and united in love', I began to think about the struggles He made for us to get to know Him personally (prime example: the Bible). He knows everything about us, physically, emotionally, and spiritually, as written, but in order to have a relationship with Him, to be united in love, we have to get to know Him also. Earthly relationships that we have with people we love knowing all about us, but we knowing nothing about them, Nada, just doesn't work. So with that said, Why the heck do we still not give a hoot?! I don't really know you might reply, but the reason why, comes all the way back to fear. Fear to love. Fear of rejection. God has such a great love for the nonbelievers, atheists, agnostics and all living, breathing human beings on this planet that He gave His one and only son to die for us. Surrender and flash your hearts, He won't reject or mistreat it. He will take a quick glance, grab it, and cherish it. So wave high your white flags for He is searching and making you the person you were meant to be.

He's always there, ready. waiting for you to take that first step towards Him. He yearns for us to come home, and promises not to leave us dry.

In the song, lyrics are written...

"Our love was lost,

But now we've found it,

and if you flash your heart

I won't deny it

I promise (I promise)

Your walls are up too cold to touch it,
Your walls are up too high to climb

I know it's hard but I can still hear it beating,
So if you flash you heart,
I won't mistreat it
I promise (I promise)"

This part of the song gave me the chills, massive chills up and down my arms. For sure.

It's painting time

Every time I walk into a catholic church, I look straight to the ceiling and imagine the devotion that they had for that church. It's absolutely breath-taking the details that they've put into a place where they might of called their home.

Tonight is a special night. I will be painting my 4th major painting. This painting is inspired by visions, objects and all in between. I'm quite excited to be painting again throughout all this time I missed it. Hello paint brushes, and Good-Bye loud surroundings, for I am all His tonight.

You buy Popcorn, I'll buy the Pop. Baby, were off to see a movie!

Once upon a time, saw this on my dear beloved theater screen a month ago at the nearest cinema.

I was more than thrilled, viewing the first couple of seconds when I saw Rachel McAdams. For those who don't know, she's my second celebrity obsession. (James Franco is first of course.)

I loved her in 'The Notebook' and liked just her performance itself in the 'Time Traveler's Wife' and so I am eager to see her performance in this upcoming film.

It looks funny, cute, but yet sad. Just you're regular chick flick, with maybe a twist?

We will just have to see.

p.s. I quite enjoy Natasha Bedingfield's new song 'Strip Me'. Just a note.

Lazy Days

Today was lazy. So was yesterday too. 3 days now actually. When I mean lazy, I mean lazy.

I didn't put any make-up on and I piratically stayed in Pj's the whole time watching television series and films. Now don't get me wrong, I sure as heck enjoyed the time that I had without using any effort out of my day, but I believe I had enough already.

Now I'm off to work in an hour. crap.

One day - 1956 Ford Thunderbird

Meet my dream car.

isn't she a beaut?