Monday, August 3, 2015

It's Been Waitin' For You

I w T e  l 'S c  B o E m E e N  W t A o I n T e I w N' F o O r R  Y k OU

Walking through a crowd the village is a-glow 
kaleidoscope of loud heart beats under coats
Everybody here wanted somethin more
searching for a sound we hadn't heard before

and

 it 

said

Welcome To New York

Sang Taylor Swift in my head on the bus ride all the way from Woods Hole Massachusetts to 
New York City


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It was a dream that maybe, we could make it to the big city being as far east as we are. After some discussion with parents about the logistics, safety, and money we decided Boston would be a better choice. Go see Boston for a couple of days, it's safer, cheaper, and amazing.
True True and True
Boston would be amazing, I love U.S. history so I know for a fact I would have enjoyed it immensely.. however.. 

New York City:

Big Lights
Lady Liberty
Broadway
Times Square
Empire State 
Metropolitan
Pizza
Cheesecake
Hot Dogs
China Town
Little Italy
Rockefeller 
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
Elf
Night At The Museum
How I Met Your Mother
When In Rome
Bride Wars
Spiderman
Hitch
Radio City
World Trade Center
Central Park 
Madagascar 
Wall Street
Fifth Avenue
These are only a few of the things that kept going through my brain as we have been nearing the end of our stay in Martha's Vineyard. 
Some of my favorite movies, tv shows, food, and landmarks period came from or reside in 
"The City That Never Sleeps"

A couple of things I also thought and still think
As much as I would appreciate Boston, I am just a kid. An 18 year old kid. Even if I would appreciate it as much as I would in 20 years, which is highly unlikely, I am positive I wouldn't appreciate NYC as much in 20 or even 15 years as I would as an 18 year old.

So the obvious choice was made

It was last minute we had less than a week to get everything in order and planned.
We could have told our parents and had their help, but we decided to plan and carry out everything on our own. Got to grow up someday right?
Also: We weren't sure they would be a-okay with it.. That was important to consider.

Not too long ago, my cousin Charley, now known as Sister Peterson, sent her mom a text
It pretty much said I love you mom :) 
Later we found out she was about to go skydiving and didn't want her mom to worry.

Skydiving = New York

It was my turn to go Skydiving. ;)

So not a word of this adventure was uttered to any of our parents. 

Let me get something straight, this was not an act of rebellion. 
It was a coming of age surprise
"Look What I Can Do Mommy"

So in the little time we had we made some plans
Planning was just as fun as the trip
minute for minute 
(not an exageration) 
we figured out how long it would take us to get from point a. to point b. to c. ect. and how long we would need at said point a. or point b. and c. ect. 
We google mapped out everything and wrote it all down. 



We had to see it all. 
Living quarters were a bit more of a stretch..
Hotels in Manhattan are not super cheap, even the crappy beyond crappy hotels we found were still about 150 a night. 
So we found a website my teacher told us about in High School it's called airbnb.com
People all over the world rent out extra rooms/apartments/houses that they have to travelers. 
You can pick your destination, price, housing type, dates, and host.
The host's have background checks to insure safety
the living areas are also checked
the surrounding area to the living places however... 
User Discretion Is Advised
The graph of user discretion decreases when you are a poor recently graduated college student. 
In other words, we didn't do any research on Brooklyn. 
LOL 
50 cent grew up there. He is a rapper. He raps about his life there sometimes
So as I sort of mentioned we went with the 50 dollars a night loft apartment in Brooklyn NYC
That's right
three people
three nights
150 ish dollars total
50 a person
for 3 nights
The pictures of the inside of the apartment, online, looked pretty rad actually.




So after an almost missed ferry ride


I asked them to show me how they felt to have made the ferry. We were stuck in traffic on the bus to the ferry and we were about two minutes away from missing it. After running to get our tickets and running to get on the ferry, this is how they felt about that experience.



 6 hour bus ride, subway ride, and finally taxi ride.. stepping out to the address of our loft and not being able to find the front door because the front door was covered in graffiti and blended into the wall next to a gas station, we were a bit confused.
Turns out, Brooklyn is a bit more scary than we had imagined.

But I have to back up to the bus
We took a bus and kept track of where we were on the way, Rhode Island, Connecticut, it was fun to even drive through these places that we had never been. As we got to New York and finally in Manhattan.. 





 I looked to my right as we drove and all of the sudden.

Times Square


Obviously I didn't take this picture
but
Driving by honestly gave me the chills
It was like nothing I had ever seen
Being the late hour, it was dark, but the lights. Holy cow. 
I've seen it in the movies sure, but Times Square at night, even passing by in a bus was a million times better.
You just can't recreate that on a screen. 
Took my breath away

Also before I catch up

The Subway. 
In the beginning, we got our weekly pass, it was late, we had a nifty app telling us which station to go down and which line to take so that wasn't too difficult. As the subway drove up I was taken aback. So fast. So dumb to be talking about it but truly it was thrilling to be standing so close to something moving so fast. It was an experience and I was thrilled to be there.
I would come to have a very strong dislike for the Subway, but for that first moment I was a True New Yorker and it was amazing.




Later known as the armpit of New York


We got off the Subway in Brooklyn and we were lost. Google maps wasn't working super great, the area we emerged from the Subway surrounding us was the sketch in sketchy, and as we started walking next to the freeway we heard a noise unlike any noise I had ever heard in the building next to us over a fence. I won't go into too much detail about this sound that probably lasted four seconds, but I'm pretty sure there was a seance going on with a lot of people and they were doing some pretty dark juju voodoo contacting the dead type stuff up in there.

In the day time it's not so bad, it's actually kind of pretty :)


Needless to say it scared the heck right out of us. Or rather it scared the Hell right into us and I made a decision. I knew at that moment it was time for me to flag down a taxi for the first time in my life.
This is a big moment. I just graduated from a town called Plain City next to Farr West so far away from anything related to a city they had to add two r's to the Far in Farr West. 
So how do I do this?
In the movies they always yell out "TAXI" and hold their hand out. I figured I was not that advanced, so when a taxi finally drove by (it took a moment we were not exactly on a main street) I just held my arm out. I later found out no one actually yells taxi in the real world. The driver can't hear you anyway. I was just one step ahead ;)
We told him where we were going, he had no idea where it was, so we used google maps to lead him in the right direction. We got out, and now we are caught up. 
"Where the actual flip are we"
Our host's friend came down, let us in, gave us a tour of the loft, left the keys and went back to their apartment across the hall. 
Good news: the inside was a million times nicer than the outside and looked like the pictures we had seen online.
More good news: there was two other people staying there they were together but each had their own room and they were normal keep to themselves people.
Even more: Real Mattresses and a real kitchen with cooking utensils for our usage and shampoo in the bathroom


up that ladder was another bed in a small loft

this was the top



but we didn't have any time to cook some grilled cheese because four hours later we were up and rearin' to experience our first day in Manhattan

1. The Statue Of Liberty ft. Wall Street
The plan had been to go straight to Battery Park and then to Wall Street to take pictures with the iconic Bull and soak in the city. As we walked to the ferry, I saw the Wall Street bull that is famous for representing New York's financial industry. 
But to us, it was famous for being in one of the most hilarious movies ever
Hitch



I'm so sorry, I couldn't help myself. 




So we figured we would save some time, take some pictures before on our way, and skip it on our lists of to do's for after the statue.





We had purchased our tickets online but due to some technical difficulties
(Chancey forgot to tell her bank she was leaving Utah for the summer so they shut her account down)
We didn't have tickets waiting for us at the ferry to the statue. 
We panicked, but we ran. We got tickets. And we were still aboard the first ferry to both islands.
I am just now realizing what bad luck we had with ferry's thus far


When I first saw the statue clear across the way I have to be honest, I sort of started getting liquid in my eye area. Not quite crying, let's be real, it's just a statue. But it is such an iconic piece of history, and a symbol of the belief this great country was founded upon which is Liberty. Freedom.

How amazing to actually see what I have seen a million times before, only this time in person. 
My awe and amazement only grew the closer we got on the boat. How huge it really is! 
As we got as close as possible, we made a decision.
We had not purchased tickets for the inside of the statue because they were out of sight, just the grounds. So after getting pictures pretty dang close to the statue from the boat and being able to see it just as well as we would on the grounds, we decided to stay on the boat and continue onward with our schedule to see all of New York in a day. It was a good decision, because there was still so much more to do! We stopped at Ellis island, soaked a little bit of that in, and continued on to our next stop. The Statue Of Liberty, is there a better way to start the day?

kisses for New York




2. Empire State Building
Of course going inside would be ideal, and a ride to the top would be lovely, but the lines and prices were not worth it to us to be honest. We got there, we saw, we were amazed, we left. What more is there to say?


3. New York Public Library
Just on schedule, we hit the New York Public Library and were surprised to find that it didn't have very many books in it, for being a library. It's more of a quiet place to study. But the building was beautiful, and the Air Conditioning was very welcoming, so we were glad we went.
Can you spy me ;)




4. Times Square in the day ft. Toys R US
We walked to times square and were blown away. In the night time, the lights and screens and happenings are even more impressive, of course, but in the day it was still  super sick.

 That day a huge crowd was gathered in one spot, we didn't know why as we were leaving, but apparently Tom Cruise was 50 feet away from us in that crowd and we didn't even know. 
In Times Square we went to Toys R Us and it didn't disappoint. Three stories, entire sections of Candyland, Barbie, Lego's, Willie Wonka, and more. Not to mention the first thing we saw walking in the door. A Ferris wheel. People were riding a Ferris wheel in this toy store. Talk about mind blowing. We felt like kids again.


Wonka







5. The Plaza Hotel
If you have ever seen Bride Wars, you know why we had to go see the Plaza. This place truly was the definition of Class. We only went into the lobby but boy oh boy, it was beautiful. Chandelier here, chandelier there. Here a chandelier there a chandelier everywhere a chandelier. 




"I'm gonna swing from the Chandelier. From the chandelier." -Sia

6. Central Park ft. a phony fountain, and Bethesda Fountain
We wanted just a picture in front of Central Park Zoo because of Madagascar (we watched it on the way to New York) but unfortunately we had a very misleading map and at this point our feet were about ready to fall off, so we went straight to Bethesda Fountain Terrace in the middle of the famous Central Park.

Thought this was the F.R.I.E.N.D.S fountain because on my map it said so, and it looks so, but Madswagg shattered my dreams. Apparently the real one is in Califonia ;) 

Bethesda

 It was really pretty, but what grabbed my attention was under the bridge there was a piano and a group of singers singing. No way right? Singers singing.
 Anyway, they were amazing. The next song they sang was A Capella and it was some sort of gospel song. We bought their cd because it was so pretty. They are truly amazing artists.



7. The Met
Using the map.. We were misled again (imagine that) and not super sure how to continue on to the Metropolitan Museum of Art which was a must see. Luckily a native New Yorker about 70 cute African American lady was walking that way and insisted we go with her because without her, "There's no way you will know where you're going." Through the park she explained to us why exercise is so important and why we should do it everyday. She said she comes to the park to walk everyday unless it's too cold. I totally believe she knew what she's talking about, because she looked super fit and was speedy, walking up those hills way faster than any of us young whipper snappers. We finally got there, thanked her, and went inside the Museum. 
Wow.
We had more than three hours at this place, but we also all had dead phones and dead legs from all of the walking on four hours of sleep and no food.
Yeah, we just hadn't gotten around to eating because there was so much to see! So we went to the basement of the Met first things first to recharge our phones (there was plugs, drinking fountains, benches, restrooms, and carpet) and to recharge ourselves. I fell asleep on the ground which for those of you that know me, you aren't surprised because I can sleep anywhere anytime all of the time. 
It was great to take a minute to breathe. 
When I woke up feeling refreshed and hydrated, we grabbed our charged phones and walked upstairs. I can't really completely describe the amazing things I saw in there. 
Paintings, sculptures, Van Gogh, pottery, metal work, drawings, and more. 
Definitely not a waste of the next two hours of my life. Even with the time we spent there, we barely saw half of the place. It is insanely huge. I would love to go back someday and spend literally an entire day there.















My sis Rachel plays the violin, I play the piano, that other random girl is Seth ;)
JK Seth, I love you


If you don't know what this art piece means, you aren't artistic enough to hang with me.
;)
(I literally do not have a clue)





Dear father who also happens to be an artist Ryan, if you ever find yourself in need of a traveling companion to see amazing stuff at the Met, I volunteer as tribute.

8. Papaya King
We had to get a hot dog in NYC and were told this was the place. Not just by my uncle, but also Ted in How I Met Your Mother. It was pretty good, not a huge hot dog person myself, but it was pretty good. An experience anyway to say the least.

Papaya King


9. Forever 21
We went back to times square to explore the three story Forever 21. I bought a skirt for my mission, something for my sister, socks, and a shirt. All under 35 dollars.




10. Rockefeller Center
Turns out we should have looked into the tickets to get to Top Rock because they were sold out for the time we needed, but we still got to see where the NBC studio is, and the outside was really cool too.




11. Ippudo  
Corey (my moms brother who up until recent times has lived there and was just with my family in Utah a few days before but was back in the city for business) had us meet him there and It was so worth the wait to get in. It was authentic Japanese Ramen. Delicious! I love Japanese food, and this place was so good. I miss it already.

I also took a picture with my uncle and sent it to my mom and dad saying 
"Surprise! Happy anniversary"

How funny to be telling my parents where I was finally, and it was also their anniversary.
haha
Surprise ;)
My mom was freaking out. It was so funny. I sent them a ton of pictures and they were really excited to see me experiencing NYC. 
Corey being the great human he is, gave us a ride to our loft, and had a hay day checking out our place. He was taking pictures, we showed him around, he was just in awe at where we were staying. In truth I think he gained some respect for the hood side of me he had never known. 
I rep Brooklyn all day son.

Shaking the famous Grandma Pat finger saying, don't you dare send these pictures to my mom


And that my friends was day one. 



Wednesday, July 29, 2015

"Ticklin' The Ivories 'Til They Gleam"

 

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Steinway:




Fully known as Steinway & Sons; a niche manufacturer, based in Queens, New York and in Hamburg, Germany, of handmade pianos, considered to be the best in the world.  Examples of said instruments may be seen on the stages of most major Concert Halls (e.g. Carnegie Hall, Severance Hall, in many Marx Bros. films...)
Steinway & Sons produce only about one hundred pianos a year and each one is handmade. 
What's just as important about one of these pianos is the organization itself. 
Steinway & Sons have select musicians they hand pick to represent them.



It's like a club of Fantastic Pianists in which Paul Cardall recently was invited to be part of.  What happens when you are awarded this prestigious position, is 
a. The Prestigious Position of calling yourself a Steinway Artist
and
B. They give you one of their amazing pianos because they love you. 
While browsing online I came across a 
"Good Deal"
On one of these pianos
...
 it was..



drum roll please



 "Only" $78,000.00




*jaw drop

*wide eyes

*tear


But what on Earth does some lame piano have to do with anything or anyone or myself?


 I think I just choked a little writing the word lame and using it to even sarcastically describe a Steinway & Sons Piano.... 


Well my friends.. 
Simply because it would be insane to ever even dream about touching one of those things if you happen to be.. Oh I don't know.. A developing pianist that can't read sheet music and was trained for ten years, supposedly reading sheet music, but forgot and somehow manages to play by ear and (despite the lack of sheet reading skill) writes piano pieces in the basement of her house on an old out-of-tuned key sticking piano in a city so small it is necessary to refer to it as Ogden area to strangers that only live five minutes away because even so they still have no idea where it is. 
Try to say that sentence in one breath. ^^

 My AP Literature and Composition (English) teacher would be appalled. 


These pianos can only be found in the homes of the best of the best, or in concert halls, and wherever they keep the ones they don't sell. 
(which is zero despite the daunting price tag)

Important to remember:

A normal girl that fits the circumstances listed above in what my English teacher would call a "run on" sentence, does not have Leslie Saunders for a mother, or a piece of paper in her stocking last Christmas that was good for a recording session at Stone Angel Recording Studio. 

My mother happens to be Leslie Saunders which means I did have a piece of paper in my stocking last Christmas telling me that it was good for a recording session at Stone Angel Recording Studio.



Thank You Ma

Stone Angel Recording began with and is owned by none other then Paul Cardall.



Who is Paul Cardall?


I am not about to give you an autobiography on the life of this man, or about how he's famous, or tell you about why he is so awesome, because he wrote a book on it himself titled "Before My Heart Stops."   
Go read it if you would like to know, my mother said it is fantastic.
Or simply google his name, or more importantly, YouTube it. 
You're Welcome. 



I went to a concert of his and I actually got to meet him!!!!! 

So when I found that piece of paper in my stocking, to his recording studio with his music producer, I was excited. I was stoked. 
At that time I had no idea how awesome it would actually be.

..........
Like I mentioned, I write music. Piano songs, rearrangements of Hymns.. and I play by ear. That's great! Unless I want to play a piano piece note for note, in that case I simply would have to practice it by reading said notes twenty four hours a day for the next four weeks to get one page down. 

Straight Up Gibberish


So I stick to plunking it out from what I have heard.
Some people are talented enough to have never seen the sheet music before, and can sit down and play it at that very moment.
I have to have heard a song before, but having never played it, I can sit down and play it just fine. 
There are pros and cons to being able to do either, and I have yet to meet a person that is good at both, (playing by ear and reading notes) but that's what makes us all unique and talented in our own ways. 
It's interesting, it's fun.
I can openly admit that I am extremely far from being the most skilled pianist of all time, but I also think it is okay to admit that I am very far from being the worst.

God gave us all gifts, one of mine is piano. 





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I love to hear about accomplishments and achievements of others in the things that they are passionate about. Whether it be art, dance, sports, or even a Chess Tournament. 
If you are passionate about something good that requires imagination, creativity, hard work, and heart, I will support you until my last breath. 
Even if I have no idea what the first rule to Chess Boxing is, heck, I am proud of you for doing what you love, and I would love to learn all about it, even if i'd never do it myself. 

Chess Boxing: 


A new sport in Germany where people test their brawn and their brains by competing in chess games, and then 3-minute rounds of boxing. The game continues until someone is knocked out. People compete for the title of chess-boxing champion.



So


"So, so... suck your toe, all the way to Mexico, while your there, comb your hair and don't forget your underwear.." -Ryan(dad)Saunders 


Here is a little about one of the things I love to do that requires creativity, work, heart, imagination..
 and an exciting experience that has come along with it.
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It took some time, but I had enough songs written (when I say written I don't mean literally, funny story, I cannot write notes either. But I do memorize my own creations so I guess that's what I mean. I had enough creations) and finally an open day to go with my mom to Salt Lake City to record some of my songs.

Not relevant side note, we got there early and went to a super ghetto taco place for breakfast. 

SO we got there and the music producer guy was in a word: Super Chill
He had to measure levels so he told me to just goof off and play the piano, I was super nervous so I just started playing the first song "Rise" to the best of my abilities.
He said to my mom in the other room,
 "Wow.  She doesn't mess around.  She really plays the piano."



ahahaha.. I still don't really know how to interpret that. Yes I play the piano...
Good? Great? Worst you have heard? I didn't know.
He got levels set and I even got to wear super cool headphones like singers, I could hear what my playing would sound like in the recording as I was playing it.
When I finished, he would push a button in the other room, and tell me what he thought, or if I needed to play it again to get a certain section right, or he would ask me how I felt.
It was apparent that the first song I played ended up being his favorite.
When he talked to me through the headphones right after the first take, he was like...
"Wow, you play beautifully. When you play, you really play."
Then throughout the rest of the time he would hum Rise and sing it as well as a human can imitate a piano. It was great, and I was flattered.
I was also relieved because honestly, I can't judge my own skill.. I don't know if what I think is good is actually good.. I was so worried about being the worst he had heard.. that I almost forgot to just enjoy the moment and be the best that I could be.  It worked out both ways however, because after hearing that he was impressed I really got to take in the moment.
Reality checking: I WAS RECORDING MY SONGS


 I haven't even mentioned the best part yet...............






When I walked through the door to the room with the recording gear and piano.. I never expected to see:
The exact piano that was gifted to Paul Cardall that happens to be his own personal piano.
A piano that is indeed a Steinway & Sons Piano.

 


A STEINWAY & SONS PIANO PEOPLE!!!

but no big deal
..nbd..








JUST KIDDING, BIG DEAL

..JK BD..
What a dream.
That is actually the best way to describe the whole experience. It was fun, but fun doesn't even do the feeling I had there any justice.


After I played my songs about two to three times each to insure perfection, I joined them in the studio to listen, and adjust or tighten where adjusting or tightening was necessary.

We would just listen, and if there was a pause I didn't like, or any kind of tiny mistake
(mostly it was just me being petty and he didn't even notice them)
I would just ask him to fix it, and just like that ten seconds later the pause was gone, or a section that I liked better in another take was added into the base song.


He even had a setting he added to make it sound like a concert hall, a kind of echo sound.
Still my playing, my music, my style, with added class.
I hope I do not sound too prideful, but I have to admit, the finished product sounded pretty dang good. Granted, I'm used to hearing it on my piano at home.. so really there's no way for me to know if my songs are good, or if they are, just how good they are, until I hear them on a decent piano.


Eighth Grade
I am thankful to even have one yes, and it will have sentimental value to me forever, but it is definitely not a Steinway ;)



It was a pretty smooth experience really, after editing he talked to me about coming back for a second recording session. He also told me he is going to hook me up with another company, and because I will be working with that other company, after my second recording session my songs will be on ITunes for purchase, and Ryanne Saunders will be a station on I Heart Radio.
HOLYYY COWWW
I am excited, and stoked to go back for more.

Lunch in SLC with my mother ft. The Happy Ghetto Cafe (Gourmandise The Bakery)

Now I just need to find a piano here on the Vineyard to practice so that he doesn't regret anything he said;)
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{ Playing The Piano }

It is a stress Reliever

Endorphin Releaser

Brain Strengthener

And Spirit Inviter


My Favorite Way to Relate The Atonement To My Life Using A Metaphor



As An Instrument In His Hands
Heavenly Father is the Grand Pianist. I am the Piano, and Christ is the Tuner.
I have the ability to touch souls, soften hearts, and move the minds of others with the potential music that can come from me as an instrument in God's capable hands.
But sometimes.. life gives us lemons. Storms, whirlwinds, tribulation.. and we all make mistakes.
That is when it is really easy to get out of tune with the Holy Ghost.
 Keys that once flowed easily, sometimes get stuck.
Rut.
But we have Thee Tuner to fix us when we aren't performing as we should...


After we are in tune, it is as if we never went out of tune, there is no trace of the mistakes and dissonance beforehand. 
No piano, even a Steinway & Sons piano, is perfect all of the time. Even they need to be tuned in order to continue to be used as an instrument to spread beauty, and good.

One of the easiest ways to get out of tune, is to put a piano in a cold environment, or outside where there is no protection from the weather, winds, and tempests. 
Some of these storms we put ourselves through, others are beyond our control and the wrong notes coming from us, is a cry for help. Our way of telling The Pianist that we need someone to save the music that we are no longer capable of playing.
Embarrassment, sadness, greed, jealousy.
We need The Tuner to fix our broken strings.
Our heart strings.
BUT FIRST WE MUST SIMPLY

ask
The Squeaky Wheel Gets The Oil
The Out Of Tuned Piano Gets Tuned
The Heart Broken, Trial/Sin burdened child of God Willing to pray, and cry out for help with faith will be delivered through our Savior. 
Every. Time.
So that we can continue to be In Tune With The Spirit
As Instruments In The Hands Of The Father
Even through hard ships when it seems The Pianist is pounding much to difficult notes to be able to handle.
but the hard notes make us better if we choose
So that we can shine, and do what we were made to do
As Instruments In The Hands Of The Lord
We are all on different levels
As a beginner, it is easier to just stick to the white keys

no sharps
no flats
But the most beautiful masterpieces of music have black and white keys
The most beautiful masterpieces of life have good times and hard times
the hard things make us better if we choose to accept help from The Tuner when we cannot handle those notes alone, because we never will be able to handle them..
alone
But, relying on The Tuner to help us to be led by The Pianist to stay in tuned with The Spirit to play smoothly through The Notes, tough or easy.
We Together Can Master All Things
We Together Can Do All Things

Even The Toughest Of Sheet Music Placed Before Us.
As Instruments In The Hands Of God
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Philippians 4: 13
Mosiah 27: 36-37
And thus they were instruments in the hands of God in bringing many to the knowledge of the truth, yea, to the knowledge of their Redeemer.
And how blessed are they! For they did publish peace; they did publish good tidings of good; and they did declare unto the people that the Lord reigneth.
So Grateful For This Experience
and for the feeling that I get when I'm
"Ticklin' The Ivories Till They Gleam"
Just like the dreamer thug in Tangled :)
"Just Like Everybody Else I've Got A Dream"


TTFN

xoxo