Thursday, June 28, 2007

No have to go home if you don't go big. At least attempt to reach your place of residence, unless...there is a tornado blocking your path. I don't know why God brought me to Colorado, but storm chasing? So then let's picture about 10 cars at one little stop sign. So I get out and take this "beaut" of a pic, then ask the closest person if this is normal. His response, "I don't know. I just moved from Chicago. But I don't know how I feel about the weather out here." Well I'm sure that the feeling becomes a little more distinct as we continue to stare in amazement just waiting for Dorothy to be thrown at us. Then a woman in a car across the intersection barely cracks her window and ask, "Vat 'tis 'dis?" Haha. You mean there is no scientific evidence of tornadoes in Europe? Now unsure if I am more amazed by the tornado or the question I decide it might be best to leave my prayers and presence with the bravest of brave, because Momma ain't raise no fool. Tornadoes are not toys and though hallucination came to mind, this was not on TV. Fortunately the tornado only uprooted a few trees. When considering how frightening the sight of a tornado in Divide, CO was, my main thought is how much more amplified must the fright have been for that poor little lady? Well welcome to Colorado. What more could you ask for? A rainbow?

Monday, June 25, 2007


So I guess this is Colorado. A road trip that consisted of 1,700 miles (give or take between getting lost and 10,000 pee breaks), 8 states, 6 p. b. cracker packs, 4 tanks of gas, and a multitude of plasterd bugs on the front bumper brought me to a little town called Divide, CO, just west of Colorado Springs. None the less, my arrival was quite the PEAK! Pike's Peak to be exact. Yea it's pretty humbling. After glazing into the mountains for like 5 hours reality hits...I'm a nanny, that does nanny things. So Friday morning the position went into effect. Trenton, Triston, and I had our first day together. Fortunatly they have just as many issues with gas as I do. We tend to blame it on the altitude or maybe it was Taco Bell. Whatever it is fundamently it didn't stop us from scoping the town or sharing the joy of a Cherry Lemon SunDrop.

God is good. Being away from friends and family is not exactly what I would like to call easy. Yet it's a blessing to know that I can say that the woman that I have become is just a piece of those that I have met and grown to love. Thank you. Oh, and don't be thinkin' jus' cause dis Quita done went to da Wes' Side, dat da Eas' Side ain't where my hood at. Sorry, but shout outs are necessary.So here goes everything. Why not? Momma said dance. Diddy said I'm always his little girl. Broder said make sure you run away from the elephants in a zig-zag. My sister said jump with two feet in. God said He know the plans. What's left...just a dance floor. Thank You God for a dance floor.