Holly Jolly Austin Christmas!


Hello, It’s me Sarah. Believe it or not I am not writing a blog to complain about anything. It is what they call the most wonderful time of the year! I love the cold weather and the genuine joy that surrounds Christmas. No matter what winter holiday you celebrate the feeling in the air is excitement. Thought I would share a bit of what has been done in the Douglas house today! Normally this would have all happened the day after thanksgiving, but as you surely have seen in Pat’s previous posts we were not in town. This Christmas is sure to be very special because we are house broke, which means that though we will have fewer gifts (cough) we will be celebrating in our very first house together! Be sure to hug your family tight and wish me luck as I try to convince Patrick to buy more christmas decorations and (gasp!) hang outdoor christmas lights! Off to target!


The Trump Blog



Tuesday, November 8th caught me by surprise. I am not sure why honestly because I have read my Bible and am aware that the world is not going to become a better place, but instead will decline until the actually apocalypse happens. Wait what, You’re a Christian and didn’t vote for TRUMP? Yes, I actually believe he is the absolute moral opposite of everything my savior stood for. If I could apologize to you in the place of all the misguided Christians who did vote for him than I would, but I can’t, we must suffer the consequences of our fellow americans actions and make it through these next 4 years.

I want to make it clear that I am not writing this blog to boo hoo and whine about losing. That seems to be the assumption by the outspoken republicans on my facebook wall. I am simply writing this because someone suggested that it might be good for me, to let off some of the emotions this whole campaign season have brought to light. See though I am disappointed, I know God is in control and not because 100 people have told me so in order to comfort my crippling anxiety. I know he is in control because he always has been, He was in control when Hitler took over as well, when Sodom and Gomorrah burned to the ground. God being in control or Donald Trump being elected because you prayed for it does not mean that everything will be peachy keen. In fact, God gave Israel the king they wanted after they nagged Him enough, causing them to live with their poor decisions.

My disappointment with this election has less to do with Trump winning and more to do with what it revealed about the people I thought I knew. You can not say you support Hitler and expect people to think you are not ok with hating Jewish people. You can not support Charles Manson because he is a good group leader and expect people to leave his past in the history. You are connected to your choices. I was heartbroken to see people I respected supporting this evil, I saw it though, and I saw it grow. Now I am not speaking of the people I went to high school with, or a big mouthed coworker, or those distant relatives who alway hug you too tight, you always expect they might be a little bit racist, a little bit homophobic. I am talking about the friends you grew up with, the people who helped you through difficult times in your life, those you asked personal questions to and told your deepest secrets. I feel betrayed, they are not who I thought they were, they are not role models after all, they are way more broken and flawed than I could have ever imagined.

This election hasn’t changed me and probably hasn’t changed them, it has just revealed the truth.

I wasn’t ready for the truth, I wasn’t ready to see these people I respected with their dirty clothes still on. Stained with their misogyny and fear of becoming a minority. They would rather hand their burden of hidden fear to someone else than face their own flawed inner racism.

Congratulations to the Trump voters. You voted for a perceived perfect future where the rich don’t pay their fair share and the different people of America are tethered. You have enabled a new future, a new form of slavery where women are choiceless, immigrants must die in their home country, the LGBTQ community suffers, and sexism is approved of. This is the world you gave your children, this is the blood on your hands. You are not creating a world that is safe, you are creating a hate filled world, your own private country club which you were born into. You don’t have a right to comment on their sadness.

I have heard the many excuses as to why a person would vote for such a monster. About how he was the lesser of two evils, about how he is anti-abortion, and is going to repeal all of the terrible things that don’t even affect the person telling me. I have heard the excuses, I am done with them. I have also heard the backlash against the people standing up for what they believe in afterward. The hate filled comments against the protesters, calling them babies, saying they are no better than common thugs. You are standing in judgement of something you don’t understand when you make those comments. Those people are afraid, scared and hurting because of what has been done against them on one faithful day in November. Rather than reaching out in the Christ filled love that you should, you judge, you mock. 

I am an American and I always will be. I am proud of the progression my country has made, but do not believe this was a step in the right direction.  America was already great. Donald Trump is not my president and I will not be silenced.

Orange You Glad?

So a few days ago I painted our front door. It used to be a bland beige color which matched the house and I felt like it didn’t represent our little family. So the last time I was at home depot I picked up a paint swatch and knew that ‘Joyful Orange” was just what I wanted, but brought it home to show pat anyway. Of course he didn’t care and I got way too excited. fast forward a few weeks and I bought the quart of paint and a couple supplies I needed and didn’t have. I pinterested exactly how to paint a front door so it wouldn’t look like a kindergartener did it. Hours and too many paint fumes later we got to hang the door back up. I was happy with the result and feel it better represents the Joyfulness I want this house to be!


Pokemon Go Outside

So I have been bitten by the Pokemon Go bug. If you don’t know what it is than you most likely don’t have the internet, a cell phone, a tv and you live in a hole. BUT if you do have all of those things and somehow have missed it, let me fill you in. In the early nineties Pokemon was created, a game for the handheld gaming system GameBoy. The first three versions of this game were simply titled by color : Red, Blue, Yellow. Yes, the primary colors. I was given the yellow version and devoured it, plying it every chance I got on my clear second edition gameboy. Believe it or not since then Nintendo has continued making expansion packs and selling them like hotcakes. The last one I played was the Diamond version back in my freshman year of college.

Well, I drifted away from my old friend Pokemon, claiming to be to adult, not having enough time. UNTIL now. Pokemon Go. This has all the general concepts the games had, catch pokemon, gain points, battle other trainers, etc. etc. But now it is available on your phone for free and no longer can you catch all your virtual pokemon from the comfort of your bed. This APP requires the user to move, to walk, hike, jump. As a player(trainer) you are tracked by your phones GPS and led to virtual pokemon. (They even you your camera feature to make them seem like they are in the real world) You must find gyms and pokestops at popular landmarks/points of interest. If you know anything about Geocaching this should sound vaguely familiar. What is truly amazing about this app though is the sense of community it has formed. Instantly we can relate to other people and start conversations because we are all playing. Groups and meetups are being formed and planned with a plethora of different types of people attending. In a time of transition for most who grew up playing them game, us 30-22 year olds, we are finding unity and friendship. Also, We are getting outside and exercising, which if you are anything like me, hasn’t happened in a while. I encourage you to play this game and make new friends! (Join Team Mystic, Just Saying.)



Here is a fun drawing Pat and I collaborated on. Enjoy!


KiteVenture 2016

On Saturday I was bummed out because I wasn’t feeling up to going anywhere or being around anyone and knew that I was missing this Kite festival I really wanted to go to. Well, like any terrible person I decided to look up the festivities to see how much fun everyone else was having! To my surprise it was on Sunday! So I jumped through hoops and made a plan with my main man to go the next day!kite1blog

We made the 3.5 hour trip to  the Austin, TX, aka the promised land, annual kite festival sponsored by ABC. There was a huge turn out and it was the perfect windy weather. I flew my kite(a couple times), ate food truck food(took 4-ever), pictures with kite celebrities, witnessed my first kite competition and saw the largest kites I have ever seen. I did have a mental list of some kites I was hoping to see (cough- George Peters), but didn’t see any of them! I guess I just have superb taste in kites. I can not lie, I do want to go back next year and to win a kiting trophy.

For anyone wanting to know what my kite dreams look like check out my WishList!


Crazy Talk/March Madness

Hello March,

I would say that I can’t believe that it is March already, but that would be a lie. I honestly feel like it should be September already, February was the longest month of my life, filled with disappointment and despair. I don’t set a lot of goals for my year, but the few I had were quickly squashed simultaneously pushing me over the crazy town bridge, which in turn made everyone around me treat me like the basket case that I feel like. So….that was my February. BUT. Other than now being on everyone’s crazy person radar now, February made me reanalyze some things in my life and really take a look at whether I have actually been taking care of myself. It made me make a new plan, a revised version, think about the what ifs and be realistic. So yes I am going to be OK. No there is absolutely nothing wrong with my marriage (not that it would be your business if there was). Yes I like teaching Elementary art. No my job is not all peaches and cream. I will Live. I am on my own crazy journey and will be ok. February was rough.


Money, Purpose, and God

Let me write a blog. Let me tell you where I have been at lately.

Well, my being the water resolution has been going about a 3 on a scale of 1-10(10 being the best). I have never been good with New Years resolutions though, so I am just happy to say its not completely at a one. My anxiety has been very high, and my emotions have been cray cray. But even so with that being the case I have been doing some serious life evaluating.

What are we really on here on this earth for? What is the purpose of our life? If I were to take a look all around me and evaluate what I should be striving for than I would see many different versions of the same idea. I should gain more work experience, I should save money, buy a house, have some kids, sit on a church pew, exercise, eat food, consume, produce, move up a ladder, retire and do whatever I want. While I see this all around every moment of the day frankly this idea makes me sick, actually literally sick. Not because I wasn’t raised to appreciate nice things made in foreign countries times by the very immigrants we don’t want America, yes, I still get the rush of the purchase. The sickness of it is still there, the disease of our culture. I hate it, I don’t want it. I don’t want all of the superficial self serving crap/life that I am told I should have to be/look successful. (Let me tell you a secret now: I look at people who have it ‘all’ and I pity that they will never understand their real worth dying for purpose.)

21 Jesus answered, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”22 When the young man heard this, he went away sad, because he had great wealth.23 Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Truly I tell you, it is hard for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of heaven. 24 Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.” Matthew 19:21-24

So, I am sure if you have ever been to a church you have heard this verse spoken from the pulpit, but did you really hear it? What does it mean to be rich in todays world? You may have your own opinions on this, but this chart from the Economist lays it out fairly clearly.


Even the poorest bottom 10% of Americans are richer than almost over half of the world. FYI A quick google search will tell you that the poorest bottom 10% of Americans make $0 to $10,500 a year. I have to be honest I do not know very many people that fit into that bracket. SO. You are rich. You are the very person that Jesus was talking about having a hard time getting into heaven. Wake up.

So where I am going with this? Well, I have been thinking/ avoiding the truth for a while. So my revaluation of my life and Bible reading once again convicts me. My purpose is to serve. This is scary to me, I have a Jonah heart. I know this is my purpose for several reasons though. The number one reason should be I was given a vision around Junior year of High School (I have only told one other person this because of my fear, so here you go), it was not overly dramatic, but during the moment and time I knew exactly what I saw and what it meant for me. The next reason I know my purpose is to serve is that my heart yearns for it, as clique as it sounds every documentary where someone picks up everything and gives their life fully to others makes a connection with my soul that can not adequately be explained in words.  (Seriously Blood Brother) And Lastly I know this purpose is true because the Word speaks it …… Jesus speaking to his disciples.

42 Jesus called them together and said, “You know that those who are regarded as rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their high officials exercise authority over them. 43 Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, 44 and whoever wants to be first must be slave of all. 45 For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

So clearly it is not just I who has the calling to serve, it is an who themselves a disciple of Christ. This is encouraging because this makes it extremely clear what God wants from us, but discouraging to us in America because we are the Rich man. We must accept this and we must take action, Christ commands us to release our earthly treasure/idea of success and adopt His. I fear that we are all sleeping just as it is mentioned in the book of Revelation chapter 3.

“To the angel[a] of the church in Sardis write: These are the words of him who holds the seven spirits[b] of God and the seven stars. I know your deeds; you have a reputation of being alive, but you are dead. Wake up! Strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have found your deeds unfinished in the sight of my God. Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard; hold it fast, and repent. But if you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what time I will come to you.

So I do not know what specifically this means for me and my future right now, but I know that I must take steps to wake up to my calling and fulfill the purpose that God has given me.

Painting by: Thomas Saliot


“Worth the Weight”


So Today (and a too many other times) I went to U-Swirl. If you are not familiar with frozen yogurt you are probably dead because it has been around for a million years. Well I am finally sort hopping on this bandwagon, better late than never. I would like to address a few things though, I think it is ironic how they play it off as a healthy alternative to ice cream, helps your digestion, yada yada. BUT they offer you all sorts of crippity crapptity that you would never in your normal sane mind put on top of your ice cream. Sure, I will put on some m&m’s, caramel sauce, marshmallows, fruity pebbles, mango pieces(gotta be healthy) and what?? Cheetos….sure why not. The best part by far is when you check out and realize that you not only have made a Frankenstein like creation, but must pay 3x’s as much as you would for a pint of Blue Bell.  BUT Seriously guys I got to say, when you master the art of knowing what toppings you actually want….Man, Bliss. I am now going to include some visuals of what my FroYo looks like compared to Pats. I am going to let you guess which one is mine.

Will 2016 be TABtastic?


I am going to make this short and sweet….hopefully. My second semester in Art Teachering is quickly approaching. 3 days and counting. I have to be honest, I enjoyed the winter break and did not do everything I planned on doing, but did sleep….man did I sleep.

So am I ready for the semester to begin? As ready as I will ever be! I am ready to put into effect all of the crazy plans I have in my mind. What?! Crazy plans? I am going to be transitioning to a TAB (Teaching Artistic Behavior) Classroom. I am very excited/nervous about this transition, but know that it is the best for my students (all students). The main goals I have with this transition are to get a higher engagement level in my classes and to see the fear of mistakes slowly disappear in my student’s minds. That last goal would really be a big deal to see accomplished.

This way of teaching is very choice based, where the teacher sets up stations and the students are allowed to select the medium(s) they will use to complete their own artwork. While the teacher gives up a certain sense of control as to what artwork is created, the classroom becomes far more student centered and students begin to create their own knowledge/ far greater problem solving skills.

I have joined many groups and asked questions. The most important thing I have been told is to be as compassionate with yourself and learning this teaching style as you are with your students! So here is to 2016, new beginnings and being kind to yourself!