Happy 2013!

So, as January winds down, I guess I should post again.  Why I’m so terrible at blogging, I don’t know, but oh well.

The year has already seemed to be going by so quickly, and I feel as though I’m not even doing anything!  I have, however, planned to do twelve 30-day challenges this year; one for each month.  January I have 2:  Take a picture every day, and keep a clean and organized home, where I have 1 specific thing to do/clean each weekday.

I’d love to keep both of these challenges going through the entire year, especially my photo challenge.   (And although it may seem as though I have disregarded my ABC Photo Project, this is not the case, but it will be incorporated into my daily challenge as I have time, creativity, and a plan.)

Here are the first few shots for this month so far:

Jan 01

Jan 01

Jan 02

Jan 02

Jan 03

Jan 03

Jan 04

Jan 04

Jan 05

Jan 05

Jan 06

Jan 06

 

Jan 07

Jan 07

Jan08

All photos can be seen at http://www.flickr.com/photos/msthackeray.

Well, that’s really all I have time for today.  Short, but sweet.

NC to UT

We are back in Utah.

Well, technically we’ve been back in Utah for a few weeks now, and I’m just a terrible blogger.

Tyson and I took 2 ½ weeks to drive from North Carolina to Utah; a week longer than originally planned.  And we loved every minute of it.

We left NC and headed straight for Moneta, VA.  My mom has been doing a lot of family history work and asked if we would try to find some graves of our ancestors.  It turns out it was a lot more difficult to find the right graveyard, let alone the graves we were actually looking for.  We felt as though we could have found some gravestones, however, it required us to drive along a dirt road for a bit, and, as our car had all of our belongings in it and was quite weighted down, we decided it wasn’t worth it to try to and find some gravestones if it resulted in needing to get our car fixed when we still had so far to go.

So, from our unsuccessful search, we went on to Manassas, VA to visit our good friends, Leah & Matthew.  We were lucky enough that we were able to get together with them a few times while we were living in NC.  They are so fun and we all get along so well. We were only able to stay with them one night, but we wish we could have stayed longer.  (And we already miss them so!)  We’re trying to convince them to come move back to Utah now.

The next morning we drove to DC to have lunch with my dear friend, Aaron and his boyfriend, Rigo.  We got a tour of their apartment, and good grief, it is exactly like Entertainment 720 from Parks and Recreation.  Hilarious.  We spent the night with my sister, Liz.  It’s always good to see her and although we never mean to, we always stay up way too late talking about the most random, but wonderful things.

Bright and early the next morning we left for Gettysburg.  Tyson’s a pretty big history buff and has wanted to go there for quite a long time.  Because we also needed to get to NH that night, we didn’t have a lot of time.  We went on a driving tour and Tyson was my personal guide.  I loved hearing all the stories and seeing how excited Tyson was in telling them.

On our way to NH to visit my other sister, Kristen, we quickly got annoyed at there only being (gross) Dunkin’ Donuts or (also gross) Subway to choose from.  But we did get to Kristen’s house (after stopping at IHOP) and shortly went to bed; we were pooped from driving all day.

We originally planned on only spending a few days with Kristen, however, while we were there Tyson discovered that he had won tickets to the Global Festival Concert, which we had both entered in to win.  The concert was in NYC, but we decided to stay with Kristen for an extra week and then drive down to NYC for the concert.

While we were in NH we painted pottery, played with Kristen’s crazy, silly dog, Beasley (a lot), watched Kristen in her flag-football game, I got invited to play with Kristen’s soccer team while Tyson watched (even though I hadn’t played for years, but somehow scored a goal!), went candlepin bowling, ate the best roast beef sandwiches ever, made cookies, and had a lot of fun.  It was a blast and we’ll have to go back to see her soon.

Neither Tyson nor I had been to NYC, so we were excited that we won tickets to the concert.  We got a hotel in East Orange, NJ, close to the train station, which took us into Penn Station.  We walked all along 7th Ave. and walked our way through Central Park to the Great Lawn.  This concert was the best concert I had ever been to.  Five great artists, with one great cause.  K’Naan, Band of Horses, The Black Keys, Foo Fighters, and Neil Young with Crazy Horse (and a special guest performance from John Legend) all performed, and they all did amazing.  It was such a great show, and I felt honored that I could be a part of it.

Although we weren’t in NYC for long, we both know we want to go back and see more of the city and experience more there.  We were walking back to the train station around midnight, and because there were so many lights, people, cars, etc., it felt as though it was 3:00 in the afternoon.  I think the majority of the stores were still open as well, which made me feel grateful that I didn’t have to work there; it was way past my bedtime, ha ha.

Niagara is For Lovers

Early the next morning we left for Belmont, NY to visit Tyson’s aunt, uncle, and cousin, whom I hadn’t yet met.  We spent the afternoon and evening talking and getting to know each other.  They are so fun and easy to talk to.  They live with a lot of open land around them and all the trees were at their prime!  There were rolling hills of the most vivid reds, yellows, and greens.  We cut flowers from her lovely garden: 80 to represent 80 years for Grandpa’s life.  While we were there we had the opportunity to go up to Ontario to see and experience Niagara Falls.  We went all out and went on Maid of the Mist as well.  My goodness!  Niagara Falls is so remarkable!  So beautiful!  So awesome!  I think our world is pretty amazing, don’t you?

               

Sacred Grove

We also drove up to Palmyra, NY to see the Joseph Smith home and the Sacred Grove.  As we were walking through the homes that Joseph Smith lived in and heard some stories of his life, it felt more real and I felt I was able to understand and put the pieces together a bit better.  It was a humbling experience and I feel so blessed to have been born in a time where the Gospel has been fully restored.  The Sacred Grove truly is a special place.  It is absolutely beautiful there, and so peaceful.  I felt connected to God and was able to, once again, acknowledge the beauty of the world in which we live.

The next day we drove to Nauvoo.  The drive was long, but we were able to see all the leaves that were changing.  I know I have said this multiple times this post, but while driving across our country I have been in constant awe at how beautiful and remarkable our world is.  I’m no Ansel Adams, but I’ve tried to take some pictures of various landscapes, however, many of the pictures of the landscapes were taken from inside the car… with the windows rolled up… so… I know I can do better, but this is what you get, for now.

Tyson and I were able to attend a session in the Nauvoo temple.  It Is such a beautiful temple.  I had an overwhelming feeling that can only best be described as a burning feeling in my chest.  I was able to forget all troubles and difficulties I had been experiencing and was just able to be focused on how happy and peaceful I felt at that very moment.  We spent a few hours more in Nauvoo going on tours and learning about some things about Nauvoo hx.  It was pretty neat.  I’ve never been too interested in hx, but it was neat to hear the stories of the early pioneers.

Nauvoo Temple

While growing up I had been told by church members that the feeling of the Spirit in the Sacred Grove and in Nauvoo was so special, so different.  I always agreed, but never really knew exactly what they meant.  Because I had the opportunity to go visit these places I now know what all my church leaders and friends were talking about.  The Spirit is so strong and envelopes you, lifting you up, and creating a peaceful feeling around you.  I love it. (If you want to know more of what I believe, go to http://www.mormon.org)

We drove to Kansas City, MO to spend a couple nights with my cousin and his cute family.  He’s going to medical school there and it was great to see him, his cute wife, and his 4 darling, crazy, and definitely fun girls.  We went to the Nelson Atkins Art Museum and looked at some art.  They had a fabulous Picasso display as well as an African display, a display all about mummies, and probably about anything else you could think of.  We were only there for part of the afternoon, and only saw a sliver of what was there, but it was great.  It’s great to see the creativity that people have, even if I think it’s pretty nuts.  There was a “sculpture” of just a large cube of some sort of rock.  Tyson asked one of the girls we were with, who turns 7 soon, what she thought of it.  She replied, “I guess it’s pretty, but it’s just a rock.” (She was right.)

For lunch, Tyson and I took off and went to Oklahoma Joe’s, a little BBQ place that shares a space with a gas station.  If you are EVER in Kansas City, you MUST go to Oklahoma Joe’s.  Order the Z-Man (or anything, really).  I can tell you right now that your life is not complete until you experience the beauty of what this little restaurant has to offer.  Each bite was an explosion of deliciousness on my taste buds.  Tyson mentioned that it might be mandatory that we take a special trip to Kansas City just to go to Oklahoma Joe’s.  It was the best restaurant decision we have ever made.  Yum.

From Kansas City, we decided that it would be best to just book it back to Utah.  We were on the road all day.  We only stopped for gas and food, listened to audio books, and only the best music, talked about this, that, and the other, and I tried not to focus only on how many miles we had.  We did stop at the huge Cabela’s in Sidney, NE, though.  And, of coarse, you can’t drive to Wyoming without stopping at the Little America for 50¢ ice cream cones.  (If you don’t know, there are billboards promoting every detail Little America has to offer about every 5 miles, one billboard promoting their 50¢ ice cream cones.)

It was great to get back to Utah.  It felt weird, but good.  It partly felt as though we hadn’t even left, but a bigger part felt as though we had returned after a lot of changes.  It has since been great to be back, and it really made me realize how much I missed my wonderful friends, family, sunsets, and, of coarse, my mountains.

First real sunset I had seen in months…

Life is wonderful.

Bird

The past couple weeks proved to be difficult for my beta fish, Bird. He got sick and did his best to fight it. Last Sunday, while I was making dinner he did what I saw many of my hospice pts. do: He rallied. And it was quite the rally. He would swim up to the top, but then would sadly sink to the bottom as though all the energy had been taken out of him, yet he would do it again. Somehow he rallied enough energy to do a full sprint all the way around his bowl. As he crossed his finish line, he, once again, let himself sink to the bottom of the bowl, but this time he took his last two breaths and died.

Bird and I first met about 3 1/2 years ago. He was in the pet store, and I was in the market. He was a beautiful blue, with a slight red streak in his tail. He was perfect.  He came home with me and we began our life together.  At the time, I was living in Salt Lake, but shortly after I moved up to Logan, with Bird by my side.  We moved back to Salt Lake after about five months, and stayed there for awhile.  He did pretty good with each move, although he was always eager to be released into his bigger home, rather than his small carrying case.  He was accepting of when we let another man into our lives when Tyson & I got married.  Bird liked Tyson, but I could tell I was always his favorite; whenever I would come near his bowl he would always come up and wave to me and it always appeared that he was excited to see me.
He then made the long journey from Utah to North Carolina with us, but he even took that trip well.

It really was just the past two or three weeks that he was clearly sick.  I knew he wouldn’t make the trip back to Utah, but he was still hanging on.  He fought long and hard, but I think he knew that we were moving, so he let himself die.

He was a sweet fish, and I already miss his little hello waves.  Monday morning we had a little funeral for him.  He buried him in-between a grove of trees, and of coarse, a few words were said.  It was lovely.  He is missed, and he was a good fish.

B is for Beautiful Beginning

B is for Beautiful Beginning

beau·ti·ful   [byoo-tuh-fuhl]
adjective
1. having qualities that give great pleasure or satisfaction to see, hear, think about, etc.; delighting the senses or mind

be·gin·ning   [bih-gin-ing]
noun
1. the point of time or space at which anything begins
2. the first part

Our world is beautiful. I am often in awe at how much beauty there is around me. I find a lot of peace in nature, and there lies beauty, also.

Each of us have many beginnings:
Beginning of the school year.
Beginning a new job.
Beginning a new relationship.
Beginning of a new year.
Beginning a meal…
The list goes on.
I’ve just finished my internship and now the world is mine to take on by the horns. T and I will be going back to Utah (but we’ll take the long way back) and we’ll start a new beginning there.
It’s scary and nerve wrecking to know that I’ve finally graduated and (after I take the board exam) I’ll be getting a “real job” and on my own. But there will always be good that comes from it.

How quickly time passes, so it’s time to find the beauty in our surroundings and the beauty in the each beginning we have.

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A is for Absolute and Air

A is for Absolute and Air

Absolute
[ab-suh-loot, ab-suh-loot]
adjective
1. free from imperfection; complete; perfect

Air
noun
3. overhead space; sky

I chose “absolute” because in this moment, right now, I am perfect. Yes, I am learning. Yes, I am growing. Yes, I am becoming a better person. And yes, there are things in my life I know I could be, and should be, better at. But I am perfect. I am perfect and I know that I will be who I eventually want to be and who I am supposed to be.
As I look back on various experiences in my life, I can acknowledge that each of those experiences have made me who I am today, and those experiences were perfect for me. I know that I am perfect now, and that the experiences I am having right now are perfect for me.
I am becoming who I want to be.
I am becoming who I’m supposed to be.

I chose “air” because it gives a sense of being free: Free from judgement, free from fear. Also, air, sky, space, feels open, beautiful, relaxed, and powerful. It feels present, in a “right here, right now” way. The same type of presence I try to practice each day.

Being absolute and present in the air are two lessons I’ve learned that keep coming up again and again in my life.
It has made me who I am.

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The ABC’s of Me

From July 13, 2009 to July 13, 2010 I was embarking on a journey.  Each day for that entire year, I took a picture of myself.  I did all sorts of things, from painting my face, to using a cell phone camera to take a picture of my hand, to jumping, to setting up an elaborate shot, to …  The list is endless.
This year was full of learning experiences; not only learning how to become a better photographer, but I learned a lot about myself as well.  I had many experiences that really put me to the test, and although many of them were difficult experiences, I know they have made me who I am today…  (Which brings me to this project.)

I’ve decided to start another project.
The title of the project is “The ABC’s of Me.” I will be going through each letter portraying (or trying to portray) something that is important to me, or something that makes me who I am today.  Unlike my 365 Project, I haven’t set a timeline for myself.  I don’t have to take a picture every day, or every week, but I know it will get done.

I always love comments, and am always looking to learn.