*that moment of relief when you look at the miniature bottle of shampoo in the hotel shower and the label says it's PH balanced, and you're all like, "Phew! I was so concerned that the product I'm putting in my hair was alkaline or base!"*
anywho...
Hey kids. I know it's been quite a while, but I'm back for at least a post. Life is booked due to my serving at a camp for most of the summer. I spend the majority of my summer weeks up at Pioneer Bible Camp in Eden, UT, and I absolutely adore it. The people are great, the food is amazing, and best of all, I get the opportunity to share the gospel with lots and lots of kids.
However, I come home on the weekends with about as much energy and drive as a sloth, and thus blogging gets shoved several spots down on the priority list.
So, the moral of this little paragraph is: enjoy this, you're not going to be getting much more from me anytime soon.
Hot dogs, like many 'good, old-fashioned american foods' are best when you don't think about what you're actually eating. Same goes for american 'cheese'.
There's something comforting about a pullover hoodie that a zippered hoodie simply cannot replicate.
Pullover hoodies feel simpler, and a bit rougher somehow. They might muss your hair a bit, but once it's over your head you just feel a little more at home, no matter where you're at.
"First day of my life" by Bright Eyes is like a pullover hoodie.
His rough, relatively sparse vocals are beautiful in a simplistic way, and his singing style causes me to listen a little closer to the words themselves.
The music is just..... perfect, with a few layers of acoustic guitar and an upright bass. I'm not really sure what to make of the random percussion line at the very end of the song. It's weird to say the least, but it's a quirk that I've come to associate with the song in a positive way.
Yet, the lyrics of this song are what make me feel wonderfully bittersweet and at home.
anywho...
Hey kids. I know it's been quite a while, but I'm back for at least a post. Life is booked due to my serving at a camp for most of the summer. I spend the majority of my summer weeks up at Pioneer Bible Camp in Eden, UT, and I absolutely adore it. The people are great, the food is amazing, and best of all, I get the opportunity to share the gospel with lots and lots of kids.
However, I come home on the weekends with about as much energy and drive as a sloth, and thus blogging gets shoved several spots down on the priority list.
So, the moral of this little paragraph is: enjoy this, you're not going to be getting much more from me anytime soon.
Hot dogs, like many 'good, old-fashioned american foods' are best when you don't think about what you're actually eating. Same goes for american 'cheese'.
There's something comforting about a pullover hoodie that a zippered hoodie simply cannot replicate.
Pullover hoodies feel simpler, and a bit rougher somehow. They might muss your hair a bit, but once it's over your head you just feel a little more at home, no matter where you're at.
"First day of my life" by Bright Eyes is like a pullover hoodie.
His rough, relatively sparse vocals are beautiful in a simplistic way, and his singing style causes me to listen a little closer to the words themselves.
The music is just..... perfect, with a few layers of acoustic guitar and an upright bass. I'm not really sure what to make of the random percussion line at the very end of the song. It's weird to say the least, but it's a quirk that I've come to associate with the song in a positive way.
Yet, the lyrics of this song are what make me feel wonderfully bittersweet and at home.
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