speaking of.

oh hi there. i never have anything substantial to say, so i thought i would just write a little and see where it gets me. who knows if it will be worthless or not, we shall see.

speaking of worthless, currently i am sitting in my room with my window open, freshly showered, listening to adam talk about some statistical crap. little does he know i'm not really listening. sorry hon.

speaking of homework, this weekend has been pretty productive, for me at least. yesterday i built six catapults using popsicle sticks, masking tape, rubber bands, and spoons. and by i, i mean it was 100% adam's creative genius. this morning i had them all lined up on my floor and it looked like i was going into battle with my bed.

speaking of this morning, i went to the early service at jacob's well. it was actually wonderful. and ironically he talked about the importance of the morning.

speaking of the morning, i have to work tomorrow. which is okay with me. i love my jobs and those kiddos. then tomorrow night i am going to present my lesson plan on catapults to my class.

well that's about all i know. except for that i can't wait to read this book soon. i got it as a present from the catapult builder.

words like a love letter.

i don't think i've ever really welled up from reading the bible.
maybe i have, but i don't really remember.
but tonight as i was perusing through romans 8,
tears were in my eyes.

The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us.

that last part is what got me.
i don't know if it was just how it was phrased,
but it seems so simple and beautiful.

tonight i found comfort
like i haven't felt in a long time.
even the hardest hearts can be melted.




Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.

this week will be great.

let's do something outside.

animals + james earl jones + sigur ros.

i'm so out of the blogging loop.

here's what i've been up to:

- watching this all the time.

- dating this sith lord for 6 months.















- looking at old pictures of my family.
















- hanging out with my family and taking current pictures.

tierra soñata por mi

spain is practically ripping my heart strings across the atlantic and it's consuming my every thought.

so i'm going back.

this summer.

my lips get numb just thinking about it.

























granada, te echo de menos.

dear april fool's day,

i'm not a fool. and i don't like your jokes. just leave me alone and i will leave you alone, no funny business.

thank you kindly,
karlie.



i'm not kidding, i really hate april fool's day. let's see if elementary kids feel the same way, i sure hope so.