Thursday, October 29, 2009

arc 3.

The third time Keith and I went to the ARC was a blast. I had my first pair of climbing shoes, and my chalk bag... I was ready to go. I repeated the routes that I had done before and I found one to work on next sunday. I almost have it!!!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

leo carrillo ranch.

Well... we have decided not to go with The Condor's Nest Ranch. The deposit was a ridiculous amount that we just refused to make. Rachael then went yesterday to a place in Palomar Mt. that she didn't seem to fond of.

For us, it is really important that the reception is as fun as possible. The place in Palomar Mt. required NO amplified music and an end time for the reception must be 9 o'clock P.M. Yeah... not going to work for us. We plan on really celebrating right.

Rachael was completely wrecked last night. She is so frustrated and very sad that things aren't simply falling into place. She has such high expectations for this special day and I know things are going to go above and beyond those expectations.

Right before we decided to stop talking about venues for the night, and sleep on our thoughts, we found a beautiful place in Carlsbad, CA. that meets all of our personal requirements.

1) It is in San Diego (a non-negotiable for my future mother-in-law)
2) Cheapest we've found
3) Beautiful
4) Party, Dance, Live Music

The place is called Leo Carrillo Ranch. Rachael is going to look at it on Saturday.

Monday, October 19, 2009

balloon boy.

A silver balloon sat in my backyard day and night for four years. I used to have dreams of floating through clouds, dodging stars. I would make friends with the people of the sky and snack on the moon.

There are people I see on T.V. who cry. The homes I see are built on sand and my daddy says we are bringing them freedom. I’ve heard they hate me.

I’m not sure what freedom is and I’m not sure why they hate me.

The balloon could take me to the land of the sand and I would say I’m sorry.

In my dreams I would bring a few of them back so that we could play and talk and listen and learn.

Tomorrow I will set sail on that silver balloon. As I float past the people of the sky I will say, “I cannot stay to snack on the moon. I need to make friends in the land of the sand.”

Sunday, October 18, 2009

arc 2.

I went rock climbing again today. It was my second time and I feel a lot more accomplished.

I did two routes today that I couldn't last week. I had thought about them this entire week; before I went to sleep, while I was sleeping, when I woke up, and all through out the day.

I got them today. We'll see what I can do next sunday!


I've been gone all weekend. I worked on friday from 5:45 a.m. to 2:15 p.m. I then drove home, showered and left for desolate Temecula, CA. to help one of my Chef's with a catering event in a camp site.

I got to the camp around 5:00 p.m. after hitting stop-and-go traffic on the 91 freeway (screw that freeway. I would rather spend the rest of my life driving north on the 5). When I got there I hit the ground running and began cooking the teriyaki chicken bowls that we would be selling. Sales were horrible and we finished cleaning up and winding down around 11:15 p.m.

Sleep was okay, but the thing about tent camping is that if the sun decides to wake up at 7:00 in the morning, it is waking your ass up too.

Breakfast was horrible and cooking teriyaki bowls started at noon.

Temecula doesn't like the cold, so I was sweating all day in front of a hot stove. 11:00 p.m. rolled around and I still had to drive an hour and a half to Glendora so that I could see my beautiful fiancé.

I was woken up again at 7 in the morning and I feel very sleep deprived. I drove home feeling dirty and gross from camping and drank the coffee that kept me alive last night. As I walked in my house I felt a feeling that I hadn't felt in a long time. I didn't care that the house smelled like stale beer, cat food, and sweaty man. I didn't care that 100 coffee mugs and water bottles lined the kitchen counter either. I felt like I was home.

I love my home.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

condor's nest ranch.

Yesterday, Rachael and I went to The Condor's Nest Ranch, which is a wedding venue in Pala, California. The web-site just didn't do it justice. The house is absolutely beautiful, designed in a very country-western theme. Bob, the man that owns the house and ranch is a retired motorcycle racer who continues to make a ridiculous amount of money by renting out The Condor's Nest Ranch.

So I believe this is were we are going to have our wedding and wedding reception (if you would like to check it out go to

I saw Rachael's face light up like I have never before. There was something magical that sparked inside of her. I'm sure it was some of that "girly" fantasy wedding thing, but she was also piercing me with her big green/yellow eyes. She was looking at me, and telling me through her glares, that she was 150% sure that I was her "ONE".

All that to say, be prepared for an outrageously fun time.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


Just as I predicted the asphalt was wet when I woke up. It is so beautiful outside. I hope it is like this for a while.

rain. rain. rain.

Monday, October 12, 2009


I was sitting on the corner of campus today on my break from work when I felt the faintest drizzle. I could have sworn right then and there my heart exploded. It wasn't from sadness, like most southern Californians, but from complete joy. It hasn't rained since June and I am ready for the first of the year... hopefully it will be tonight so that I can wake up in the morning and have a cup of coffee on my porch and smell that beautiful smell of wet assphalt.

Sunday, October 11, 2009


I am sitting next to my new fiancé wondering what are lives will become. I'm not scared, because I know everything will be okay. I am just anticipating so many little things such as brushing my teeth next to her every night and morning.

We are very different from each other, but we work together so well. She likes to talk a lot and ask a lot of detailed questions while I am more simple and expect details to be emplied. She feels like she has to entertain everybody and I hide in the back of the room with a close friend for an intellectual conversation or to simply "shoot the shit".

Rachael's God is so big and he provides her so much comfort. She just "is". At this point in my life God's overwhelming size provides me with thousands of deep questions, though I don't doubt Him as much anymore. I'm learning to exist in his presence, and allow Rachael to re-teach me things I used to believe in.

My love and commitment has never been stronger than it has been the last few months. I do not believe in "the one". I don't believe that God has created me specifically for one person. I believe that Rachael and I work very well together. I did not ask her to be my wife because of some "calling", but because we know how to get through the muck and reach the other side stronger and as better people.

I don't know the details of our future. I am just going along for the ride. I am ready to embark on this journey and I desire to soak in every moment along the way.


Today I went to the Arcadia Rock Climbing gym with my friend Keith. I'm hooked. Rock Climbing is such a therapeutic experience. The entire time I was thinking about nothing else but climbing. The people there were very helpful once they found out that it was my first time. I feel like I did pretty well and I am planning on going weekly.

What a great new hobby. I suggest that everyone try it.


Crazy huh? I'm engaged finally to Rachael. It has been almost 3 years now and I feel like we have just begun our journey.