Louis

This is my passion, my love, the one thing that frustrates me beyond belief yet keeps me sane.

#1 man

Ladies and Gents meet my dad, Enrique Ortiz

He is the funniest, most caring, weirdest, loving man I have the pleasure of knowing. He also has a small obsession with superheros. He is a wonderful example of what a dad should be. All I can ever say is thank you for being the light of my life and the best guy I know.  

And today he turns 56!  

Feliz Cumpleanos daddy-o! From your favorite daughter

Surprises

are one of the best things in life. Did it to two of my favorite people ever. 

Kelsey 

And Emily 

 

BYU-I do

I am completely in love with this place. The people, the small town, and the potatoes. The people I've met are so nice. Something a Californian is not use to. The friends I have made I know I will be friends with even after we part ways. I thought I hated small towns but Rexburg proved me wrong, again. And the potatoes, well, it's fun to drive through the fields at night with your roommates. It was not the typical college experience that I wanted. But I love it. All in all, there is no place I'd rather be than BYU-Idaho. 

Insanity

That work out is properly named. So sore 

A keeper

I was at Burger King with my parents and the guy I have had a crush on since 8th grade walked in with his motorcycle helmet. He saw me and smiled. So obviously I gave him the most awkward smile. I walked outside before my parents and there he was, on his motorcycle ready to leave. He winked at me then put on his helmet, safety first, and drove away all before my parents walked out. Be still my heart <3 

Push&shove

I really wanted to keep my religious views out of my blog. But you know, it is such a big part of my life, I'm going to veto that rule. So here it goes.

I got a really big slap in the face recently. Figuratively speaking, of course. I was in my dream world and not doing so hot spiritually. At least not as great as He wanted me to be doing. I had my life figured out. Roommates, classes, career, and even service on campus (can't go without student support). And then it happened. The Lord tried opening my eyes to what is really important. Things here and there caused me to move back home for this semester. Something I was completely against. You see, I was excited to have my semester off with my wonderful friends in a small, middle of nowhere town. All part of my now crushed plan. He insisted I come home. Being the stubborn person I am, I refused and tried to find loop holes to keep my eyes closed and focused on my plan to stay in Rexburg. He won that battle and I moved back home. Eyes, mind, and heart still closed from being hurt. After all, I had made the plan and kept Him in the loop the entire time and only made plans upon prayers. Being home has been weird. I am not use to it and boy did it make me rely on Him far more than I have been. It felt so great to finally break down and tell Him exactly how I felt. Of course He knew, He always does. He just needed me to tell Him. To use the power of prayer and tell Him exactly what was going on. All I can say is, dang it felt good. And then there are my parents. Right when I feel like giving up my parents are there to help me back up. I had forgotten how much I need them on a day to day basis. Sad to think I've been gone so long I forgot how that feels. These lessons keep appearing and remind me of why I'm home. I like to have a plan for my life and everything I do, but lately I have taken leaps of faith that completely crush the plans I've made. It took a while, but life is so much better. I have learned more by being home than I would have back in Rexburg. Never thought I'd say this, but, I am so thankful He gave me that slap.