Beware....I'm on a soap box today. You might just want to skip my ranting.
This weekend, Amy Winehouse was found dead in her apartment. She was 27 years old. A month or so ago, Ryan Dunn, one of the stars of a tv show on MTV called "Jackass" was killed in a car accident.
Before I get started on this blog, Please don't misunderstand me. I am heartbroken anytime I hear of someone duying. Truly, I am. And clearly these two people had difficulties in their lives that I will never know or understand. And moreover, my heart goes out to their families and friends, and to the family and friends of Dunn's passenger, who also lost her life. God bless them. I would never wish that pain on anyone.
But when I read more and figure out what actually happened to these people, I got really frustrated.
Take Dunn. In the crash that ended his life, he was driving his car at 130 miles an hour. They crashed into a guard rail at that speed and completely destroyed the car. It ended up in the woods next to the road, where it caught fire. Police said that it was the most horriffic scene they had ever witnessed.
And Winehouse. She struggled with drug and alcohol abus for years, and basically self-destructing in front of the camera. Even with the support of her family and her friends and after multiple stays in treatment facilities, she lost the battle with her demons. Her most famous song was about her own refusal to go to rehab. And even when she did go, she apparently refused to accept that she had a problem and makek changes in her life.
And now these people are dead, for no reason at all. Just really bad, unexplainable decisions. Thinking that they are invincible--that the rules do not apply to them--that death won't find them.This makes me think back to people that I have lost in my own life. People who fought and wanted to live and did everything they could to stay on this earth with their families. To spare them the pain of loss that comes with death. It makes me think of the children at the youth camp in Norway this weekend, who did not make any bad decisions, but we were gunned down in a horrible tragedy. About the people on the planes and in the buildings who lost their lives on 9/11.
And you know what? It frustrates me. It frustrates me that there are people who fight to live, who make the right decisions and die anyway, and others who seem to be so non-chalant about death.
We're not invincible. We can't drive cars at 130 miles an hour and expect that nothing bad will ever happen to us. We can't abuse drugs and alcohol for years and think that because we are famous, somehow it will not ruin our bodies.
And you know what's more? Decisions that we make impact lives far, far beyond our own. The family and friends who are left behind in this kind of tragedy are often innocent victims---people who themselves did not make the wrong decisions---but who suffer the consequences.
Now I'm all for living your life. But I'm not for making really bad decisions that result in senseless tragedy and horriffic loss for those people around you. I can only hope that these senseless deaths will have some sort of positive impact on people who are headed down the same path.




What is the best part about owning your own businesses/working from home? The worst part?
What do you know about life now that you didn't know when you were 18?
Where is your absolute favorite place to go clothes shopping?
You recently wrote and published your first book. Will there be a second book?
Here are just a couple of my favorite shots that I captured (plus the two in the "family" theme below). 

And now, to the themes for this week.


Little Brother: Do we really have to practice showing all the sheep again tonight?
And I suppose that my Dad, crazy as he is, taught us a lesson about getting down to business and working hard when it's necessary. I realized this last week when work was crazy for me as we were preparing for oral argument at the Court of Appeals and I was putting in crazy hours. I swear one afternoon I heard my dad's voice deeming this crunch time.
Turns out, that crazy old man had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. And that he was using them to prepare us for life, not just to prepare for sheep and pig shows. Who knew?
What one event in your past would you like to press rewind on and live over and over again?
How excited are you to spend the last weekend in July in San Francisco with three of the awesomest girls ever in life?

Right now I am only up to about 1 - 1.5 miles in the 100+ degree temps here in OK. Do you think I will be able to run the entire 5K next weekend?

Great question! That would be College Roomie and I with the lead singer of
In your opinion, what's the meaning of life?
What is your favorite part of living in a small town?



If you've followed me for a while, it comes as no shock that I used a picture from Little Linebacker's First Birthday party for this one! Loved the quote to go along with it. Be sure to go over to 
I shot this picture while I was home for the Fourth and really love it. The Dorsett (that's the breed....like a lab or a collie for a dog is a breed) ewe in the front with the hamp and suffolk ewes in the background. It's one of my favorites. You can see the other "soft" photos at 