For J.

About a month ago I met a new face. This encounter could have been just like any other except, I felt like I’ve known this person my entire life. It’s instances like this that make me wonder about this outlandish little circle of existence. How can you meet a stranger, yet feel as though you’ve been friends for years? Or better yet, how can you feel as though you were meant to meet this person? And when those feelings come fluttering to the surface, how do you handle them? I digress.

In any event, I met this amazing individual and in less than a week they made me feel alive again. It is a remarkable thing when a person can touch your life in the time span it takes for a slice of pizza to digest. But apparently it happens. Once more, this person reminded me of whom I am and all I aspire for my life.

I am saddened that this particular individual is going through some heartache right now and I only wish I could help them they way they helped me. Unfortunately, all I can do is be here for this person and hope that my friendship and patience will help them make the right decision.

And for this person, I am going to do something I said I would not do. Yes, I am posting my photos from the great cow slaughter of 2007, aka the Oklahoma Beef Summit. This is not for the faint of heart. Enjoy!

(PS. You can click on the photos for a full size view.)

Surveying the battle dome. I'm the girl in the red shirt.


Checking out the marbling on the ribs. More marbling = a great rib eye.


My group with our steer


That's me sawing through that bad boy!


And me asking a million questions ...


The End.