"Magnitude" and...me.

A couple of blogs ago, I posted my want list. I hesitated to allow others to read it for a number of reasons...including a bit of trepidation in sounding like an incredibly selfish girl, but mostly because of a fear that I'd fail myself in a [somewhat] public way. What if I don't achieve any of those things? I mean, you know me, you've read my list...I'm sure you'll notice if I never move to Alaska, right? lol.

But ultimately, I believe that it's beneficial to speak our wants and desires into the universe. I don't mean that in a mystical way. I'm just saying, if we speak our dreams into life (or blog them into life, as I've done...lol), we are held accountable in making them a reality. Everyone will wonder and ask if we've "done it yet", and who wants to say no? Yeah...not me. It's not fun admitting defeat...especially if I've defeated myself.

I read a quote the other day, and it really incited some deep thinking.

"Vision without action is merely a dream.
Action without vision just passes the time.
Vision with action can change the world."
Joel A. Barker

I can want/wish/dream/desire often and hard, but no matter how badly I yearn for something, it is unattainable without action. It'll remain on my list of things that I aspire to accomplish and adventures that I hope to experience before my life is over.

To leave a safe path for an unknown in pursuit of a dream, risks are taken. It takes courage and faith...and failure is always a possibility. I can't achieve something great without chancing failure. But I just have to do it. I have to move forward or I'll just be standing still. Makes sense, right?

I'll Be Loving You Forever...

I went to Dallas this past weekend. It was completely amazing. My wedding day, the birth of my children, the NKTOB concert...yeah, it's up there as a highlight in my life...lol. Sounds pretty silly, but I don't mind sounding silly. I simply don't have the words to even begin to tell you how awesome it was. I just don't...so this will be a short post.

I left Friday and drove down to Fort Worth to my sweet friend Sarah's house. I spent the WHOLE weekend eating, shopping, and playing. The highlights were 8.0 (www.eightobar.com) in downtown Fort Worth, and [of course!] the New Kids on the Block concert. Natasha Bedingfield opened for them. I didn't even know she was the opening act, but I was extremely excited when I realized it. She was great. Then I was completely blown away by the guys. Seriously...lol. It was insane.

Here are a few pictures from the concert. I'm sure you've probably already seen them if you're on my myspace/facebook...but I'll post them here, too.

Close up on our rad blue hair.
Yeah...we looked cool.

'80s girls, wearing my old New Kids Shirts from back in the day...
ready for the concert!

Sarah, Miranda, and Donnie!

They moved from the main stage to a small, rotating stage right behind us!

I also recorded a few short video clips and uploaded them to my youtube account (http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=justmyranda). Very short, but still fun. You'll have to excuse the shaky camera. I was [obviously!] pretty pumped, so my hands were trembling. Plus, all of the other excited girls wiggling and jumping around me made the floor vibrate...lol.

I have a couple of other blogs simmering in my mind, so I'll be posting them this week. Until then...

(OH, and p.s...do any of you know how to post a hyperlink on here? I couldn't get it to work...)

For my birthday,

I want autumn. I want a personal cook. I want to live in a lighthouse in Maine. I want to write a book that everyone wants to read. I want them to know what I know, and have what I have. I want to be a high school guidance counselor. I want to live in a loft in New York City. I want new black flip-flops. I want to help someone. I want to carve another pumpkin. I want an elliptical machine. I want to live in Bend, Oregon. I want to be missed when I’m not there. I want to be a morning person. I want a teapot...or two. I want to open an art gallery. I want to take ballet classes. I want to go to Georgia to meet my sister-in-law. I want to live under the northern lights in Alaska. I want a canopy bed and a new dresser. I want to walk on water. I want a new winter coat that I’ll never wear. I want to run a marathon. I want to live in a cabin on a mountain in Colorado. I want to go skiing. I want to make a difference. I want a real pantry, and a real laundry room. I want new clothes. I want to visit Ireland...and maybe live there, too. I want to build a house that looks like a castle. I want a peanut butter cup mix from Braums. I want to go see my dad, his wife, and his new house. I want six-pack abs. I want a new purse. I want to see myself the way you see me. I want to chop off my hair. I want to be well known. I want to own a ranch. I want a daughter. I want a pretty garden. I want my best friends to live where I live. I want a new tattoo. I want to have my own library. I want a comfortable recliner. I want a window seat. I want to have a girls weekend at a beach house in South Carolina. I want to go back to Kennewick to see it. I want to go to Italy. I want to see the sea. I want to surf, but just once. I want to live on a plantation in the South. I want to write a song. I want to laugh that hard again soon, and as often as possible.

I want to be content with who and what I am, what I have, and where I find myself in this moment, while striving for who and what I will be, what I will acquire, and where I will be tomorrow. I want to have love for every moment, and never feel regret. I want to leave a legacy of joyfulness and peace, so that when my children think of me, they’ll smile.

I want to live it.

Famous

Er...ok, so maybe not famous, precisely. BUT, everyone (or a good number of people?) received a flyer in the mail last week featuring the Carlisle family, hanging out [posing] with Charles Ortega (the actual featured person). And so what if you can barely tell it's me, with my hair flying wildly about my face? As I've gone on with my everyday business around the town of Altus, I've had several people mention that they saw us in the flyer. 

So there it is. 

Famous. 

Almost?...lol.

 Anyway...in case you were completely mesmerized by the photo (ha!), the message of the flyer was to vote for Charles Ortega. He's a stand-up person. He would definitely be the best choice...