Day 198

The Harry Potter theme park poster that my mom got for me at her conference. :D

Today has been a day...

Today has been...a day. Yeah. That's the best way to describe it. Not a good day, not a bad day, just a day. Good things happened and things that make my blood boil happened.

Good things:

1. My friend introduced me to this game site called OMGPop that has a game called Letterblox. I've only known of it's existence since this morning. I love it...darn near close to addicted. It will be the object of my counter productivity in the future.

2. I found a stack of construction paper and card-stock paper while I was cleaning. Yippee.

Thing things:

Uhm. I played with a Nook on display today at Barnes and Noble. It was nice. It didn't feel like I was reading on a screen, like I thought it would (and reading on a computer screen hurts my eyes), it was easy to use and I've heard that some textbooks are becoming available for use on the Nooks. I find myself legitimately wanting one, as opposed to a few blog posts ago where I was listing all the reasons why I didn't want to cave and get one.

Things that make my blood boil:

This. Let me preface by saying that the point of me posting the link to this story is NOT to call attention to the fact that I don't agree with this particular bill's passage into law, or to start a debate about whether or not people should be allowed to carry guns into bars, like the law now allows. The point is to address an issue: our elected officials, that we elect to be our voice in the legislature and represent us, are not truly representing the views of their constituents.

To quote the Tennessean, "Eighty two percent of Democrats and 71 percent of independents were opposed to the gun law, but a majority of Republicans, 59 percent, were against it as well." WHAT THE CRAP?! That many people were against it, yet our state legislature still pushed for it. Our governor was more of a voice for residents of Tennessee when he vetoed the bill than district representatives or state senators were! Even then, Bredesen vetoed it and the state legislature overwrote his veto. Barely, but still an overwrite is an overwrite.

I'm sorry, but what happened to "government of the people, by the people, for the people?" Abraham Lincoln said that "Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the Earth."

This really bothers and concerns me. A lot. If this is happening on the state level, what's happening on Capitol Hill in Washington, DC? Are those representatives and senators truly being a voice for their constituents back home? Or are they pushing their own agendas and brushing off what their constituents think and feel?

Sometimes I think that people are afraid to speak up...or they forget that they CAN speak up when their elected representative/senator does something that they don't agree with. I think people sometimes forget that they can write letters and make phone calls to make sure that their voice is heard. SPEAK UP PEOPLE. Isn't that our job? To quote Abraham Lincoln again, from his first inaugural speech in 1861, "This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing government, they can exercise their constitutional right of amending it, or their revolutionary right to dismember or overthrow it."

I have the urge to write heated letters, much like this blog post, to every person that represents me in politics. State representatives. State senators. My congresswoman. The 2 US Senators for Tennessee. I want to make sure my voice is being heard. Is yours?

Day 197

I found a stack of construction paper and card-stock paper today while I was cleaning! RA jackpot!

Day 196

Worked on floor decorations for most of today

Day 195

The little things

I realized today that I can take the littlest things for granted...things like air conditioning. The AC upstairs isn't working right, so the entire upstairs and my room was my own personal sauna, sitting at a nice stuffy 90 degrees. It's a good thing the downstairs AC is working, but still, I take even having an AC for granted. I have friends that don't have AC and don't complain as much as I did today. I really started feeling rotten when I thought about people in other countries who don't have proper houses, let alone air conditioning.

That thought alone really makes me think about what I take for granted on a daily basis.

Day 194

I started figuring out floor decorations today...I'm putting the quote "Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten." in the hallway by the elevators on yellow butcher paper. I think for the final product the letters are going to be a darker blue (done with markers, not colored pencils) so that the letters stand out more. Under/around the quote I am going to have the word family in different languages, in hopes of being on the international exchange floor again. :)

Day 193

My "crap-I-forgot-to-take-a-picture-today" picture of the cat before I went to bed. She had been scratching at my door and trying to dig her way into my room. Oy vey.

Growing Up (Part 2)

The weirdest feeling in the world is knowing that people I know from elementary school are getting engaged/married and having kids. Also a weird feeling is knowing people from high school that are getting engaged.

One of my best friend's little sisters graduated from high school this year. She's two years younger than I am. When did she get old enough to be graduating high school and starting college?!?!? One of my little cousins, who is about to be 14, added me as a friend on Facebook today. When did he get to be old enough to have his own Facebook?!?!?

I guess I never thought about this aspect of growing up. I always knew that growing up meant getting more responsibility and having more stuff to pay for and all that, but I never really thought about the day that would come when my friends would be getting engaged/married/having kids...not that I didn't think it wasn't going to happen, I just never thought about it...

Growing up is a REALLY weird feeling.

Day 192

The conversation on my friend Meagan's Facebook status amused me...a lot.

Nerd (noun)

I have a confession to make. I am...a nerd.

Nerd: noun. "An unstylish or socially inept person...one slavishly devoted to intellectual or academic pursuits."

Okay, so the first part doesn't really apply to me...and I wouldn't say that I am "slavishly devoted" to school, although I am determined/motivated to do well. But I do think that the term "nerd" has another meaning that isn't listed in the dictionary. That meaning? The ability to recite this:

"Space...the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Her ongoing mission: to explain strange new worlds, to seek out new life, new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before." -Star Trek

Most of that was from memory. I had to Google to find the exact wording for new civilizations, but you get the point. Being a nerd doesn't have to mean that someone is geeky looking and does nothing but math and science and has no social life.

I've loved Star Trek and Star Wars for as long as I can remember...add Harry Potter in around third grade and you've got early on-set nerdism. Add in a love for miscellaneous SyFy shows like Eureka, Haven and Stargate Atlantis and you've got me today. Okay, so I'm not as crazy about the SyFy shows as some people can be, but I sure do enjoy watching them and going "What the...?" And nothing excites me more than the possibility of a new Star Trek movie, or anything Harry Potter related (can you say theme park and Deathly Hallows?). I stand in line for midnight movies and book releases. I play Halo with my dad and the day will probably come where I will be standing in some really long line for some really awesome video game.

I marvel at the technology that goes into making movies...I love tech stuff for theater and movie making. A good example of that is the fact that my brain explodes a little when I even THINK about the movie Inception (I mean, REALLY. That fight scene choreography...guh).

I've known that I'm that kind of nerd forever. And I'm not afraid to admit it. But it really clicked today when I found myself obsessively refreshing my Twitter home page for Comic Con updates...and when I found myself adding "attend San Diego Comic Con" to my bucket list, with the hopes of catching a Harry Potter panel (right around the time part 2 of Deathly Hallows comes out in theaters) or a Star Trek panel revolving around the sequel to the most recent Star Trek movie.

But you know what Bill Gates said..."Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one."

Day 191

I was a very happy RA after a trip to the Parent-Teacher store today. :D

Day 190

We're seriously starting to think that the cat is obsessed with my mom's tote bag...to the point that she will pull stuff out of it to make room for her to crawl in and curl up. Either she's obsessed, or she really, really wants to go for a random car ride.

Day 189

Argh. It's small. :( Anywho, I started working on my door decs today so that I don't have to worry about them during RA training week. They're Hawaiian leis colored in and the names will go in the middle. :-)

Technology

It's official. Technology is out to completely take over my life. I just caught myself thinking about how nice it would to have a Nook from Barnes and Noble.

Now, to the average person, this may seem like a completely normal thought. To me, it's a sign of the Apocalypse. Okay, maybe not quite that dramatic, but it's a pretty big deal if you know me. I'm a big fan of books. I've been a bookworm since I first memorized "Brown Bear, Brown Bear." I'm constantly adding books to my list of books to read (currently reading Eat, Pray, Love...next is Lolita and then 1984 if I have time before classes start). There's something about going into a bookstore and thumbing through the shelves to find a book to buy and take home to read. There's something about the actual paperback that I love about books. I love being able to highlight my textbooks and take notes in the margins. I love going into someone's home or a professor's office and browsing their bookshelves. The books they read can say a lot about their character.

A Nook would take all of that away from me. The joy I find in spending hours in a bookstore. The joy I find in sitting down with a my nose in a book. A Nook (or a Sony Reader or Kindle) takes my love of reading and computerizes it. It would never be the same if I caved and bought a Nook/Reader/Kindle. I'm kind of afraid of the day that having a Nook/Kindle/Reader is mainstream, and few people own actual books. I'll be one of those "old fashioned" people when that day comes that will have the multiple bookshelves full of books.

Now, if my textbooks were available on a Nook/Kindle/Reader, with margin note taking abilities, I might cave and get one. But until then, it's not going to happen.

I leave you with a quote that I heard a long time ago when I was a kid: "A room without books is like a body without a soul." -Cicero

Growing Up

I'm 20 years old. Some might say that makes me a grown up. Some might say that I am still a kid. I say that I am somewhere in the middle. I don't like being called a "kid" any more, but then I realize that I have car insurance that has to be paid in a month, a gas tank that is going to need to be filled up again in a week, books to pay for, and no money left to do the things that I WANT to do. No money to buy the camera that I really want. No money to take a cruise with friends or a trip back to Europe.

But I remember WANTING to grow up. I remember WANTING to be an adult so that I could do what I wanted when I wanted to do it. Heck, I still WANT to grow up...just a little...as in 9 more months til I am 21 kind of growing up.

But it's times like these when I realize that I STILL can't do what I want to do. It's not my parents telling me that I can't do it, it's my checking account telling me that I can't do it. Not if I want to have an insured car with gas in it, or to finish school or study abroad.

I think it sucks now. I can't imagine what it's going to be like when my mom no longer pays for my cell phone bill, when I have to grocery shop every other week, when I have to pay rent and utilities and have a "big girl" job in the real world.

They say that "growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional." If growing up is optional, is all of the stuff that comes with it optional, too?

Day 188

While cleaning and doing laundry, the cat jumped into the empty laundry basket and supervised. She got really confused when I picked the basket up (with her in it) and carried it out to the living room and back.

Day 187

Spent an hour fighting with Microsoft Word to get it to do what I wanted with the pictures and text. I finally won.

Day 186

Started reading Eat, Pray, Love today

Day 185

Not necessarily the best picture of me or the Jugg sisters, but the Nash Trash tour was a hoot and a half as usual.

Day 184

Cavender was attacking Meagan. It was quite funny to witness.

Day 183

Went to see the midnight showing of Inception. Holy crap, what a good movie!!!

Day 182

Roxi thinks that she is a lap dog...also, this marks the halfway point in my Project 365

Day 181

Couch hog.

Day 180

New books make me :D. I have a thing about reading the book before seeing the movie adaptation. I've heard that both of these books are good and both movies look good.

Day 179

Even though she doesn't look very happy here, Katie voluntarily jumped up on the couch and curled up next to my head...this is the same cat that completely snubbed me 3 weeks ago.

Day 178

Saw Despicable Me today. (sorry the picture is so small...don't know how to make it bigger)

Day 177

Played Apples to Apples with Kylie, Meagan, Nathan and Josh today...these were the adjective cards I won. Supposedly the cards you win describe you/your personality. I would like to think that I am NOT most of these...although I will admit I can be rather sappy...and I'll take stunning as a compliment.

Anywho, I think I hear Inspiration knocking on my door, so I'm going to go curl up with my journal and a pen and see what comes of it. Stay tuned!

Day 176

Cow appreciation day at Chick-Fil-A. If you wore a cow costume you got a free meal. So Robby and I put the costume from Gypsy to work and both got free lunch. They also told us that we had the best costume that they had seen all day. It was quite funny.

Substance

I used to think that this is where I was going to end up in 10 years...either here or the White House. Not as a politician, but as a politician's communication director. Have you ever watched West Wing? Remember Toby? Yeah, I'd want his job if I were to work in Washington, DC. But that was before my sophomore year of college...Before I became a resident assistant.

Not everyone likes being a RA. To be honest, there are some parts of the job that I could do without, but I suck it up and do the things that I don't like doing because it's still a part of my job.

But to be honest again, I don't really consider being a RA a "job" anymore. I'm sitting here at home, in the middle of the summer, wanting nothing more than to get back to school, to bulletin boards, door decs, residents and programs. I really, truly believe that when a job ceases to be a job, that says something. In my case, I think it's saying that I'm not meant to be in an office building somewhere in a cubicle, or taking the subway to work everyday and running around the Capitol Building.

I feel like being a RA gives me substance (as weird as that may sound to some people). I'm not saying that I want to be a RA for the rest of my life, because I don't. I don't even know if I want to work in housing for the rest of my life, but it's definitely somewhere to start. I really feel like I might be happier working with college kids in some way, shape or form.

With all that being said, I also realized earlier this summer that junior year is when I really need to start thinking about grad school (especially if I get to study abroad like I want to during senior year). I *used* to think that grad school was going to consist of more communications work, political science, or public administration. Now, not so much. Now grad school looks more like student affairs or leadership stuff.

Does this mean that I'm giving up on my Washington, DC, dream? No it doesn't. Who says that 15 years or so down the road that I wont get tired of doing whatever I end up doing? Just because I do something different doesn't mean that I can't go back to my DC dream...especially if anyone I know ever runs for office.

Okay, I'm going to stop thinking about the future for now...it's starting to freak me out just a little bit.

June 29, 2010: Harry Potter versus Twilight

I feel the need to discuss a seemingly on going debate...which is better: Harry Potter or Twilight?

Now, before I begin, I have to admit that I am what I like to call a "guilty pleasure" Twilight fan. I enjoyed the books, I enjoy the movies. They serve as a good escape, but I also realize the storyline doesn't have much depth to it, and it really is mindless entertainment.

My friend had a quote posted as her Facebook status yesterday that I think is great.

"Harry Potter is all about confronting fears, finding
inner strength and doing what is right in the face of adversity… Twilight is
about how important it is to have a boyfriend."

Okay, so Twilight isn't ONLY about having a boyfriend. I definitely think that it says something about changing who you are for someone else and the consequences of your choices. Granted, Bella does change who she is in a sense, and I'm a big fan of staying true to yourself, not being someone you are not. My friend Jenn gave us a fascinating analysis of Twilight/True Blood/the vampire-supernatural phenomenon, but I can't do it justice here. But, like I said, Twilight is a good guilty pleasure series...I still don't think that 9 year olds should be reading it, and Twi-Moms scare the snot out of me...I also realize that Edward and Jacob are fictional characters (which I think Twi-Moms and Twi-hards can forget sometimes).

My big thing is, people need to realize that Harry Potter and Twilight are two COMPLETELY different stories. You CAN'T really compare their stories and say that one is better than the other because of the completely different story lines, settings, characters, etc.

Other than that, here are my thoughts.

Harry Potter is also a very IN DEPTH story...otherwise it wouldn't take 7 books or 8 movies to cover. Twilight? 4 books...which for someone ridiculous reason they're making into 5 movies. Don't even get me started on the whole split-Breaking-Dawn-into-two-movies business. It ticks me off. Also, Twilight doesn't have it's own theme park...it doesn't have people dressing ALL OUT for midnight shows like Harry Potter does...it has a smaller demographic audience (mostly women)...and it hasn't been around as long...I also don't see any Twilight movie trailers eliciting the response that the Deathly Hallows trailer spawned, and I don't see it becoming the pop culture phenomenon that Harry Potter has become.

As I said before, you can't FAIRLY compare the two series. But I still stand by my claim that Harry Potter wins over Twilight any day.

June 16, 2010: My Story

My Story...or at least part of it
I realized today that a lot of my friends may not know how I got where I am today..and by "where I am today" I don't mean the comforts of my bedroom at home. No, I mean living in Tennessee and going to school in Kentucky in general.


I was talking to my friend Annie who I met at KARH back in February. (For those that don't know, KARH=Kentucky Association of Residence Halls...state conference was the first weekend in February) Anywho, she's headed to California soon for a conference and I mentioned that I'm originally from California. She seemed kind of surprised when I said that...then again, this was all over Facebook chat, so I don't really know if she was or not. But she asked how I ended up at WKU for school and live in Nashville if I was born/raised in California. I started thinking, and realized that quite a few of my friends probably don't know that I'm from California. Yeah, I mention it in passing sometimes, and my high school friends definitely know, but a lot of my college friends might not. So here's the story.


My dad works for Nissan. Headquarters used to be located in California, but in November of 2005 (I think) they announced that they would be relocating to Tennessee. They already had a plant in Smyrna, so I guess it kind of made sense. Anywho, long story short, we had until my 16th birthday to decide if we were moving or not. We couldn't find job opportunities close to home for Dad, so Mom and Dad decided we'd move. Mom had been gung-ho on the idea of moving since the relocation was still in rumor stage. I on the other hand was not because we had moved before my freshman year of high school, and they had promised they wouldn't move me during high school. That, and it was Tennessee of all places. 2000 miles away from "home." Hillbillies. Bare feet. Etc. (I ended up doing an entire speech my senior year about the stereotypes, but that's another story for another post).


So, we moved. We got the keys to our house on like July 2, 2006, had the carpet replaced, painted, I sliced my foot open on a piece of glass, didn't get stitches, and the moves came a week later to help us move all the stuff in.


Keep in mind that I swore from my 16th birthday on that I was going back to California for college. There was no way I was staying here...or so I thought. Then I got sucked into forensics at Ravenwood...and then heard that WKU had a forensics team...and thought I might continue competitive speaking (until I found out that the WKU team takes control of your social life basically). So I wound up applying at WKU, Belmont, UTK and MTSU...and ended up at WKU for Honors.


I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. I don't always know what the reason is for specific events in life, but I know it happens for a reason one way or another. Had we not moved, I'd be in college studying to be an English teacher, not studying corporate/organizational communications and being an RA headed for student affairs after undergrad was over. I wouldn't have gotten the opportunity to help plan a state conference...to be conference co-chair, or get a state board position for KARH. I literally wouldn't be who I am today.


So yeah. That's a part of my story. And don't worry, I'll post tidbits of my speech from senior year someday. It was a good one and absolutely hysterical.

June 15, 2010

A Quick Note to Writer's Block
Dear Writer's Block,
You come at the most inconvenient times. I've had a couple of lines and ideas floating around in my head all day, but haven't had the time to sit down and write. I get that opportunity to put my thoughts on paper and you magically show up. Go away. I do not appreciate your company and you deprive me of the relaxation that writing gives me.
Much love,
me

June 14, 2010

I'm a Disney freak, and I'm not afraid to admit it. I grew up on Disney...literally. I lived close enough to Disneyland that we had passports and went almost every weekend. I had Cinderella, Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast and several other Disney movies on VHS, before DVDs were even thought invented (I think). With my Disney obsession comes the typical-girly princess obsession...and the idea of happily ever after...that Prince Charming is going to show up and whisk me away on his white horse.


Unfortunately, life is not like a movie. Yeah, I know everyone knows that, but I can't help but wish for my fairytale ending. I know that I'll "live happily ever after"someday, but I just wish it was as...easy?...as it is in the movies. Or I at least wish that I wasn't so afraid of rejection/losing a friend that I hold back when I even think about telling a guy that I like him. Then again, I'm old fashioned, and like to think that I shouldn't have to make the first move.


My prince charming is out there...somewhere. He's just lost and refuses to stop to ask for directions. I'm just hoping it doesn't take him, whoever he is, another 20 years to find me. So Prince Charming, if you're reading this, I'm over here. *waves*

June 13, 2010

I realized today that I'm really bad at updating my blog. I upload my project 365 pictures on Facebook as well as on here, and usually use Facebook to keep track of where I am and such. I noticed today that once I update Facebook, I tend to forget that I haven't updated this. Oops. I'm going to work on that the consistency of updates this summer. Hopefully once training comes around and school starts I wont fall off the horse again, but we'll see.


Speaking of summer, mine ain't all that great so far. The best things have been LeaderShape right after school got out, a week with my grandparents, and Gypsy. The job I had lined up didn't work out and I was done after 3 days (not my choice), so now I'm freaking out about money stuff. Blargh.


Idaho was a good break from life and a nice chance to relax for once. Little did I know at the time that I would have plenty of downtime this summer...more than I was anticipating. Hmph.


So, if anyone knows anyplace that will hire a personable college student for the remainder of the summer, let me know. I need money.

May 21, 2010: LeaderShape

>Ok, I can (finally) play the pen game.

>Integrity is who you are when no one else is looking.

>"Don't be a square" has a whole new meaning.

>Star Power is blah.

>I'm trapped behind the green glass door.

>Shut up and focus. (GAG! haha)

>Dream big.

>Be the person you want to be. Don't be someone you aren't or who other people want you to be.

>Shake and bake.

>It IS possible to take balloons and turn them into castle like structures.

>Even though I'm from California, I probably wouldn't survive a 7.5 earthquake on my own.

>I'm an all around "I," but can be a situational D when necessary. And apparently when I turn into a D, people forget I'm usually an I.

>The WKU hill is nothing compared to that short, yet somewhat steep hike to breakfast/lunch/dinner.

>I spook too easily.

>A group of people that didn't know each other before Sunday May 16 can become like a family in just six days. <3>"What do tigers dream of when they take a little tiger snooze? Do they dream of mauling zebras or Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit?y Don't you worry your pretty striped head, we're gonna get you back to Tyson and your cozy tiger bed. And then we're gonna find our best friend Doug, and then we're gonna give him a best friend hug. Doug, Doug, oh, Doug, Dougie, Dougie, Doug, Doug! But if he's been murdered by crystal meth tweakers...then we're shit out of luck."

>Sit in the front row of your life.

>Whenever you make a mistake say "How fascinating!"

>Cory thinks he's the bomb. ;)

>I was reminded of this: "Dear Darla, I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes. Love, Alfalfa."

>Hillary REALLY likes The Hangover and Stu's Song.

>The Action Team of LeaderShape superheroes is awesome.

>We are the future for Katie Selby's one year old son Miles.

March 27, 2010: Lesson Learned

So, as the description says, my blog is not JUST for my picture a day posts. It's for musings of a traveling college student. And I've been doing a lot of musing over the past week and a half as I try to comprehend something that happened.


On St. Patrick's Day, a friend of mine died unexpectedly. I am NOT going to go into details here because it's still very painful to think about, and even harder to talk about, and I'm leaving the person anonymous, but chances are if you visit my blog regularly, then I talk to you a lot and you already know.


Anyway, over the past week and a half a lot of things have been running through my head and I think I've gone through every emotional state one would expect to go through when they have someone close to them die. Now I can't say that this friend and I were CLOSE close, but we were close enough. I worked with him in high school. We both went to the same college. We lived in the same building this semester. When we did talk/hangout/whatever you want to call it, it was never very long, but it always left me smiling or laughing. It was good times.


One of the last things this friend said to me before spring break was that I was a tough cookie. I know I usually am, but right now it's hard to be that tough cookie when I have so many questions running through my head...questions that only my friend and God know the answers to. Why did this happen? Why did he even let himself get talked into this? Why did it end the way it did? What was he thinking? Did he realize what was happening? Did my friend ever realize how many people cared about/loved him? Did he know it was going to end the way it did?


But the question that keeps running through my head over and over and over again is WHY. Why why why why? "Why?" has me heartborken. Confused. Upset. Sad. Slightly angry (but I can never bring myself to stay angry...it usually lasts about 30 seconds and I'm back to being just utterly confused). "Why" also has me wondering why I never said everything I know that I should have said. I can't say that I would feel any better now had I said everything at some point in the past because chances are that I'd feel just as bad, if not worse. But it was stuff that I know needed to be said, stuff I know he probably already knew, and if he didn't he knows now. I'm confident in the fact that he's gone to Heaven, that he's still with me, his family, and all of his friends that are going through the same thing that I am now. I also know that even though he's gone now, that I'll see him again someday. God's got a bigger plan in all of this. I just don't know what yet..."and I know you're shining down on me from Heaven, like so many friends we lost along the way, and I know eventually we'll be together, one sweet day..." -Mariah Carey and Boyz 2 Men


I think I definitely learned something from all of this though: Live life to the fullest and say what you need to say.

Changes

So I got to thinking today. What happens when I am done with my project 365? I know this is a few months away, but I was randomly thinking about my blog set up today and decided to change it...again. Not drastically, but I'm going to start doing "traditional" blog posts here on this "home" page as well as have my 365 posts. That way this home page doesn't die when my 365 is done.

As a result, I am going to repost the stuff from my musings page into several following posts so that I still have it and it's not lost in the internet world when I go to delete it in like 2 seconds. :-)

Day 175

My snarkiness started on Facebook and oozed over to Twitter. But really, I don't give a flying fart about Lebron James and it really irked me when CNN deemed it "breaking news" on Twitter earlier today. NOT. BREAKING. NEWS.

Day 174

May and I dressed up and all pretty-like for going to downtown Nashville. It was a fun night...I didn't get home until 3:30 am and promptly crashed. I don't think I have ever been so happy to see my bed. But I'd repeat last night in a heartbeat.

Day 173

Katie got between me and my laptop...for a second it looked like she was actually watching A Very Potter Musical. I giggled.

Day 172

Katie curled up between my knees. This is the first time she has paid this much attention to me in the 2 weekends that I have house sat...

Day 171

4th og July at Kylie's house! Good times

Day 170

Gypsy. 'Nuff said.

It's all over. *tears* I made so many great friends!

Day 169

We went to the Hermitage house. I got artsy and took more pictures of flowers and trees in the garden than I did of anything else. If we were allowed to take pictures in the house itself, there would have been more just so I could show everyone the awful wallpaper (that was either original or a replica of the original). It was gaudy and ugly. And the bedding matched the drapes.

Anyway, it was pretty outside. :-)

Day 168

Richard teaching Jenn some stuff on the drums before we opened the doors for the show.

Day 167

I know Jack...Daniels that is. ;)

Day 166

Spent a good chunk of the day re-typing stuff for the KSLC website. Yay conference planning!

Day 165

Picture of a picture on my phone. I started re-reading the Harry Potter series for the billionth time. Love, love, love.