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Day 07: your best friend.
that's easy. let's just say i got real lucky in the best friend lottery. it's not always that a best friend stays constant. many of us have several "best friends" in our lives. because people change and grow apart.
there are however a few people that always have to love you forever no matter what you do. your family.
my lucky streak held strong when my family was picked. and i got all my best/closest friends for eternity.
my very best friend though, is one micah lennis jones.

that basically sums up our relationship. he's the only person i never, ever am afraid to tell everything. i never feel judged by him, and i know he loves me. i mean he has to. it's the law.

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Day 06: my day.
i'm not at all positive what this means. if i had a day to myself i have to be honest and say there is nothing i love more than doing nothing. so that would be my day.
however; if there was a holiday made just for me...well i feel like one already was.
the day of all days for one lyndsie jones is thanksgiving.
i love this holiday above all others.
every thanksgiving is basically the same in my family, and i never want it to change.
the day before i go shopping with my mom, and i help to make pies and such with my ma.
on the day of all days, we go up to my grandfathers. he lives up hobble creek canyon. where there is always snow and no cell phone service. it's perfect.
we make and consume a giant thanksgiving feast with my whole family, and much of my extended family.
after the feast it is time for naps and a nice nature walk.
then comes my favorite part.
we set up the recording equipment.
much of my family is musically talented. especially my uncle. he brings the equipment, and every year we record a cd. it is the best. wild things often happen. like grandpa yodeling in the background of you are my sunshine. or ian and micah rapping out grandma got ran over by a reindeer.
basically the whole day is full of fun, food, and family. all the things i could never live with out.
so...if there was a day dedicated to me, it would be a thanksgiving do-over. and it would be fabulous.

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Day 05: my definition of love.
let us be sappy. actually let us not. i do like being as hopelessly romantic as the next gal, but that's just because it's part of my personality. i love to love. but, i feel like a lot of girls my age tend to blow up love and "true love" to be a much bigger, more complicated thing than it is.
so here's what i think.
love is liking yourself more when you are around a certain person. it's being so comfortable that you can say something ridiculously stupid and just laugh it off rather than feel stupid. it's being willing, and wanting to do anything to make that other person more comfortable, or even just to see them smile. love is work. you won't always agree, and fights will be had, but you will work it out and carry on cause you love each other. and that's just how it works.
love is between a man and a woman.
love is between roommates and girlfriends.
love is between silly siblings.
love is between a mother and child.
a father and child.
anyone and anyone.
love can be, and is, something you can have with anyone you want to love.
obviously there is love where you kiss, and the love where you don't. but i feel like that's the main distinction between the two.
if i say i love you, it's always true. if i don't say i love you, don't worry. i probably do.

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Day 04: what i ate. well that's super boring. so let's talk about what i ate, and what i was doing while eating. less boring.

Breakfast: i ate a bowl of the cap'n. much as i do every day. while eating the cap'n i was watching the cartoon invader zim. ever seen it? it's ridiculous. probably one of the wierdest cartoon's made, which usually means it's one of the favorites. invader zim is second only to spongebob squarepants. i'm four. so sue me.

Lunch: for lunch i went to olive garden. every wedneday is "daddy day". my grandpa takes my mom out to lunch. it's turned into an everyone who can come, comes. it's fabulous. today was grandpa, me, ian & april, cody & sara, and my ma. it was a joyous time. sugar was thrown. my grandpa said my hair was ugly and fought with the waiter, and brandon davis was discussed at length. oh and i ate cheese raviolii with half marinara sauce and half alfredo sauce. delish.

Dinner: for dinner i started with a side of strawberry applesauce. then continued with a light palet cleanser of a s'mores granola bar. followed by the leftovers of my raviolii. this was all consumed while i was working. very boring. but luckily there was much to do so there ya go.

Night night snack: more delicious apple sauce and flavored water. partaken of whilst having way too much ridiculous fun with my roomie mates. fabulous.

ending now.

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Day 03: meet the parents. aren't they just two gorgeous people? I think so. I know several people who might say they have the best parents, but let's all be honest, i do. It's ok, you can borrow them if you want.

Let's talk about my ma.

I call her lady. she calls me a million different nicknames. know my mom for longer than a minute and you will have a nickname. or ten. my mom is crazy and so loving. she can get along with anyone and i don't think she

has a single inhibition in her body, which is definitely not fair. she will and does do anything and everything for her family. she's amazing, and the perfect mom for me. heaven only knows who i'd be without her.                

                                                                            

Now let's talk about the father. I call him papi. he just calls me Lyndsie. i love him more than i can say. i must tell you, my dad is my hero. he's been through so much more than anyone can know, but he still finds beauty in everything. my daddy is an extremely talented artist, something few get to see. he paints the most beautiful things. i aspire to be like him one day. the man is hilarious and  no one knows it. he loves tv land and all "old" shows and movies. i have years and years of memories of watching tcm with him until the wee hours of the morning. (tcm=turner's classic movies.) he can cook anything and make it taste delcious. he's a man of few words, but always worth listening to.                                                                                                                                                  

 

Basically i love them. the end.

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Day 02: first love.
oh this post will be great.

meet my first love: Trent Haws Howard.

A fine specimen is he not? I was the little girl across the street. he was the boy i tortured. Trent and I were married on...ok so I don't know the date. I was four. he was three. we kissed. it was slobbery and not at all enjoyable from what i remember. and our older brothers held it over our heads for EVER. annoying when you're 10. and honestly only ok once you're in high school.
Luckily, we remained friends after our messy divorce at 7. (ok i made that up.) and Trent has been like a brother to me ever since.

He's a great young man and the best first love a girl could ask for. (excuse the many pictures, he's on his mission now, and i may miss him a bit.)

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Day 01. Introduce yourself with pictures and words.
i've been intentionally avoiding starting this. because, being me, it's very likely i won't finish.
problem number two is i put way too much thought into these things. but here we go.

me: i'm a big bag of wierd and a walking contradiction. but really, who isn't?

i'm defined by my family and friends and would do anything for either.

i'm a big fan of being ridiculous and i refuse to take myself more seriously than i take teletubbies.

and i would be nothing (literally) without these two brilliant people.