Today's Ride

I went riding this afternoon at Liberty Lake ORV Park in Washington. Before I left home, I told Dean where I would be and around when I would be back so he could make phone calls if I did not return.

Dean had said this park was kinda hard, but when I asked him if I could do it, he said "you should be okay". Well I was not okay. It was freakin hard core. I would have really been screwed if there wasn't a really nice guy and his son there to help guide me up the mountain the easiest way (which was not so easy).

When we got to a big junction, they took off and rode and said they would check on me from time to time (which they did) and they said to flag them down if I needed anything. I was so glad to know that there were nice people to help me if needed, since almost all of it was difficult terrain.

So I took a shot in the dark and picked a trail to ride up. I found an easy trail and rode it for a ways and then took other trails that looked easy, but I did get into a couple pickles and had to walk my bike down a few steep, rocky and rutted spots. I'd like to think that if I would have attempted to ride down them, I would have hurt myself pretty bad (this way of thinking helps me to not feel like a wuss for walking the bike down the tough stuff).

There was one trail that had a two foot drop coming off a rock, I was already committed so I went for it. I imagined the front tire diving into the ground and me fling over the handle bars, but it was fine. I rode over it with no problems.

On my way back down about 3 hours later, I ran into a flock of turkeys (that was pretty cool).

The two guys where wrapping things up and getting ready to go home by the time I was done riding. I thanked them and told the dad that he was really helpful because it would have been even more scary if he hadn't of been there.

I almost wonder if the dad and his son were there on that day and time because the Lord was looking out for me.................I'd like to think so.

**I took this picture as I was walking my bike down a stupid steep hill. I tried to make light of how hard it actually was. If you look close you can see sweat beads all over my face... ewww...**

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Please help me

There are a handful of people that I talk bad about. I'm not proud of that fact, I just can't stand these people or what they do, or how they treat me... so I vent and go off for short and long periods of time talking bad about them.

I know people talk bad about me; for example, there is a girl, who hates everything about me and she makes sure that I know it. Therefore, logically I talk bad about her because I feel she is a complete idiot for being so cruel and evil to me.

The point to this blog is that I need help to rise above my bad habits and the people that talk bad about me.I want to be better. I have been praying for a while about it but I think I need more prayer from whom ever may be reading this now.

Please pray that I will not need to talk bad about anyone and that I may speak good things or nothing at all.

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Life Long Friend

Dean says he only wants one kid, when and if we decide to try again. I don't know how many... if any ...or what I will think later, but one sounds okay.

For years I have been asking parents of only children, what they thought of having one child. The common response is that they should have had two instead of just one. One reason was so that they can play and learn from each other, the other reason (this is what bothered me the most) is that when they are gone, the child will not have anybody.

Both are great reasons and I totally understand where they are coming from because I am lucky... when I am 90 and my parents have finally died I will still have a 92 year old brother and an 88 year old "baby" sister. So I get it.

The only thing I can think of to do whether Dean and I have one or five kids is to raise them to know and love the Lord Jesus Christ because he is the only one who will be there for them from day one to day done.

There have been so many times in my life when nobody, not my brother, my sister, my mom or dad have been able to relate or understand the things I have been through and the only reason I did not turn to drugs or alcohol is because I had my Savior to turn too.

If Dean and I decide to start a family, we will see where that leads.......... if Dean and I have twins, then we are in a heap of trouble......... if Dean and I have only one child we will do our best to educate our child on the life long friend they have in Jesus so they are never ever alone.

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My husband loves me...and I he...

I try very hard not to be materialistic, but sometimes "things" can really add to happiness. 

Dean is the bread winner in our family and he works very hard for us. As a photographer, I don't bring in the big bucks not to mention it's a part-time seasonal job. He allows me to do what I love for work and play.

I was honestly fine with my 1985 two stroke Honda, but Dean wanted me to ride something nicer, so he got me a 2009 four stroke Honda.

Sometimes I don't feel like I deserve all that he gives me, but I chose wisely and carefully and I did not settle for anybody who didn't let me be me. He has his faults and so do I, but there is nobody else for me in this world and let me tell you, I spent a lot of time looking... which gives me perspective on how precious Dean is.

I had faith I would find him and just when I wanted to give up, the Lord provided me with more happiness than I would have ever imagined.

I thank the Lord for my husband and the unconditional love he provides for me.... oh ya and my sweet ass dirt bike:)

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No more Pain

Turns out gluten is the cause of my severe unexplainable pain... My dad has been telling me for a while that I may have a sensitivity to gluten because he does, but I didn't want to believe it.

Guess what... I have a serious problem digesting gluten... When I don't have gluten, I don't have pain. The good news is that now I know and with some discipline I can be pain free, the bad news is that I can't have me some biscuits and gravy or grilled cheese on white bread or ...and this is the worst... tortillas:(

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