My professor asked if anyone did anything cool this weekend.  For this once, I had an out-of-this-park, snowday-on-Friday, finding-$20-in-your pocket type of answer.

I wrote my first bucket list.  Number 21 needed to be met while I was in Arizona (by no means was I ready to run a half-marathon or write a book—those will have to be crossed off much in the future).

#21:  See the Grand Canyon.

Thus, Sarah and I went on the most sporadic and worthwhile whim and went to one of the 7 natural wonders to cross off the #21.

Everything about the Grand Canyon makes you feel tiny.  You know the way clouds make you think of heaven? The massive canyon makes you think of power, sovereignty, and strength in a way that is both beautiful and comforting.

Look at the dots on the path– they are people.  They inspired me to add hiking the canyon to my bucket list next time I go, which I sure hope is soon.

“I went to the Grand Canyon,” was all I needed to say to my class to get the collective “what??? that beat my weekend…” However, I could have continued… I also…

2. ate at In-N-Out and tasted the wonder of French fries in their purest form.

3.  Drank more coffee than normal (which is a lot) and certainly more than is healthy.

4.  Attempted and grievously failed to take a Buick off-roading up a mountain.

5.  Shopped guilt-free with my coupons outlet-style and found a new favorite country song : Love like Crazy.

6. Started a hair-cutting disaster that has led to the purchase of more hair products than I have ever owned, tutoring lessons in bang-wearing, and lots of second glances.  I now have bangs- legit across the forehead bangs.

7.  Went to a trampoline park that definitely hindered my walking for the next few days.

8. Visited one of the eccentric/ oddly beautiful cities.  Sedona, AZ: the city of Red Rock.

Side note:  Between the other-worldly red rock, constant signs for palm readers and tarot cards, and old men with ponytails, Sedona was nothing like my good ol’ Bible belt Springfield, Missouri (though by no means am I claiming that Kickapoo was a haven for morality—no, not at all)

9.  Spent time with my buddy Sarah.

Maybe once or twice a year I am blessed to hang out with my friend and those times are treasured.  Deeply treasured. It’s refreshing to be real, talk about grace, practice grace, be authentic, and then, of course, listen to massive amounts of country and be slightly immature.

10.  In the meantime, if I miss my friend, I will repeatedly watch this video.  She was helping me fix my haircutting disaster (#6). Please enjoy. She’s the best and “Wow. Look at those bangs.” It makes me laugh every single time.  Please Enjoy my friend.