Blood & Music.

The deep crimson hue of a half a liter of blood is quite pretty. I watched that amount of my own blood flow from my arm through a long, clear tube and into an IV bag. It was my first time to give blood. I hadn't planned on doing that for my afternoon off, but Ash did and she asked me to come along. I was pretty excited because I have always wanted to donate. The tube sat on the length of my arm as it transported life juice from my body; I could feel the warmth of the blood. It was rather neat. I could definitely feel the change in my body as I sat in that chair. It's been a couple hours now and I can still feel the after effects. It's not bad, just uncomfortable; I'm a bit woozy. And they gave us a free T-shirt! That's always a good thing, and the shirts are actually really cute. Win-win, eh?

You know, the iPod song shuffle survey thing...

How am I feeling today? Ordinary - Candlefuse
How do my friends see me? Forgiven - Sanctus Real
What is my best friend's theme song? Enchanted - Taylor Swift
What is the story of my life? Good Girls Go Bad - Cobra Starship ..haha
What is the best thing about me? Miracle - Paramore
What is today going to be like? The Broken - Coheed and Cambria 
What is in store for this week? The Moment - Safteysuit
What song describes my mom? I Don't Need a Soul - Relient K
What song describes my dad? Just Like Somebody Else - Big Daddy Weave
To describe my grandparents? Beautiful Words - The Afters
How is my life going? Enjoy the Silence - Anberlin
What song will they play at my funeral? Last Flight Home - All Time Low
How does the world see me? Thinking About You - Norah Jones
Will I have a happy life? Next Year - Corey Smith
What do my friends really think of me? Burn This City - Cartel
How can I make myself happy? Promise the Stars - We The Kings
What should I do with my life? Crank Dat Soulja Boy - Soulja Boy
What is some good advice for me? She is Love - Parachute
How will i be remembered? From the Bottom of my Broken Heart - Britney Spears
What is my signature dancing song? The Party Scene - All Time Low
What is my current theme song? Perfectly Lonely - John Mayer ..haha, great.
What does everyone else think my current theme song is? Word of God Speak - Kutless ..dang.

LIFE STORY:
Opening Credits: One Sweet Love - Sara Bareilles
Waking Up: The Real - Nevertheless
First Day At School: Brighter - Paramore
Falling In Love: Endless Love - Glee version
Fight Song: One Time - Justin Bieber ..haha
Breaking Up: Forgiven - Alan Lastufka & Luke Conard
Prom: You Got It Bad - Usher
Life's OK: World of Warcraft Ruined My Life - All Caps
Mental Breakdown: Left All Alone - There For Tomorrow
Driving: Decode - Paramore
Flashback: Love Like Woe - The Ready Set
Getting Back Together: Other Side of the Door - Taylor Swift
Wedding: Lullaby - The Spill Canvas
Birth of Child: Brink of Disaster - Mae
Final Battle: You Make Me Sick - Pink
Death Scene: This is How I Disappear - My Chemical Romance
Funeral Song: Party Foul - Family Force 5
End Credits: You'll Be In My Heart - Usher singing the Disney song from Tarzan

What song describes my mood right now? Shackles - Mandisa
What song do I listen to when Im depressed? Somebody to Love - Anne Hathaway
Happy? Billionaire - Glee version
Scared? Yule Shoot Your Eye Out - Fall Out Boy
Bored? Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson


Movies seen in theater: 47
DvDs bought: 72 (it changed!)

The (not-so) Great Pyramid.

Instead of writing what I actually want to write, I am going to write about those things that I want to write about. Confusing, eh?

I have several unfinished posts that I eventually want to put on here, but it just requires so much thinking right now. I am currently listening to some great music and it seems that is where my attention is going to stay.

So, the posts I need to get to soon:
...Smartt Sibling Staycation '11
...an awesome dream from last night
...The Wonder Years (elementary age but looking at life outside of school)

There, now someone can hold me accountable. (Bear Jew? Loretta? Ace? Jacques?) Make me do these this week.

I know I have skipped two days in a row (oops!) but here is my excuse for last night:

My friends and I went to Leah and Chris' house for game night. (Ash was there too, but she isn't fully pictured. That's her arm in the background. Ha) And the night before, I just chose not to do it. I had all day to write something, seeing as I was off of work, so I had no excuse. I was just being a lazy bum.

Today was a great day in RiverKidz at church! We had 11 youngsters... not too shabby, eh? We tried to make a human pyramid, but we couldn't get everyone to stack that high without casualties. So, here are a few of the kids and the other 3 RiverKidz workers doing their best:

I sure do love being in there with these awesome kids!

Movies seen in theater: 46
DvDs bought: 70 (this number hasn't changed in quite a long time.)

These are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eye lashes

Silver white winters that melt into spring

These are a few of my favorite things.

I once saw a book that was just one long list of the things that made the author happy. Really, it listed anything and everything the author could think of. I decided to make my own (significantly shorter) list:
(You may think some are cheesy. If so, bite me.)


Rain

Lessening the impact of a horror movie by filtering it through my fingers

Old movie posters

Smiling

Home videos

A true friend

Holding hands

Laughter being the best medicine

Lazy days

Sharing a secret with only one other person

Driving

Daisies

A non-humid, warm day

 

Scavenger hunts

 

Getting off of work early

Waking up earlier than needed and just laying there in bed

Making s’mores by the fire

Backyard football in the fall

Jesus

Winter

& Fall

Texting

Tennessee Mountains

Doodling

Old photographs

Weddings

Star gazing/seeing a shooting star

Lovely Facebook comments

The atmosphere of a hotel

A full tank of gas

Seeing the sun set and moon rise

The “snuggle right in” feeling

A dark room while relaxing

New ringtones

Reading a journal I kept from some time ago

Pleasant dreams

A saxophone playing softly in the background

Singing as loud as I want to my favorite song

Writing

Reminiscing 

Finding the perfect outfit

Using a word I just learned

Stating a useless fact for the heck of it

Taking a much needed nap

A sea breeze on a hot day

Finding something I thought I’d lost 

Learning something new and interesting

Falling asleep listening to my favorite CD 

The love of my family

A fresh pair of contacts

Excitement about seeing a movie in theaters 

Watching someone’s face as they open my gift

Compliments

Getting my work done and having time to spare

Reading a great book, then wanting to reread it

Girls night out

Putting on warm clothes from the dryer

Long, hot showers

Getting the last piece of Mawmaw’s chocolate cake

Sharing clothes with my sisters

New hairdo/color

Freshly painted toenails

Sunlight through the trees

Taking pictures

Seeing my family after a couple months

Cuddling

Homemade cooking

Playing make-believe with my little cousin

Movie extras

Seeing old friends

Watching favorite TV shows and movies from my childhood

Chapstick

Softball

Sweet love songs

Cute AND comfortable shoes

Recurring dream.

I don't know what it is with my subconscious, but I have some of the most disturbing dreams. What's worse is that this particular dream occurred last night for the third time. You know, after the first time a disturbing dream happens, I think to myself I don't ever want to have that dream or a dream like it again. Sadly, I can not control my subconscious or the dream itself no matter how hard I try. It's awful. Anyway, here it goes:

In my dream, I lived back in SC in my old house. I was of a preteen age and Cody just happened to be around 5 or 6 (not our normal age difference). Cody and a little girl friend he had visited this elderly couple almost everyday in our neighborhood. The couple would feed them treats. I could feel in the dream my uneasiness towards that house every time I passed it. The particular day of the dream, Cody and his friend were over there and I told my mom that I just didn't like it anymore and that I was going to get them.

As I walked nearer to the front door, all sorts of bad feelings flooded my body. I heard Cody and his friend talking to the man around the back of the house. The man started to usher the kids inside so I asked if I could join them. The man looked to the window and gave his wife a suspicious expression at my request, but in the end, he invited me inside.

The lady sat us down at their kitchen table and handed us each a plate of - well, I'm not quite sure what it was. I didn't eat any of it. Anyway, the man pulled the lady from the room and that is when my nightmare had been confirmed. Cody and his friend whispered to me that after they eat what was prepared, they would have to go into a room and the couple would do things to them. (I will spare you the details.) The kids were always told that if they tell anyone, bad things would happen and that had to keep coming back or those same bad things would happen.

At that moment, I grabbed them both by the arm and we ran out the side door. As I looked around, I saw Brandy and Mom getting ready to walk to the front door so I called them to where we were. Luckily, the couple did not return to the kitchen to see that we had fled. Instead, I heard the back door open and we ran as fast as we could to the only thing we could hide behind - this "wall" of windows. There was a small amount of wood covering the bottom area of the wall, so if we layed still enough on the ground, it could have possibly hidden us. Brandy had Cody wedged under her and I had the girl. We told them they had to be really still and quiet until I told them to get up.

I would peek through a window every few seconds to view the situation. The man was out back smoking a cigarette when the lady yelled to him that we were gone. They frantically searched the area and eventually concluded that we were long gone and then, he noticed the top of my head as I peeked for the last time. He started running at us, yelling in a deep, low voice and his face contorting into the scariest face possible...

Then, my body jerks itself awake.

Everything and Nothing.

I am using Barnes and Noble for their internet. I came here specifically to write a blog for the 16th day of BEDA and got so consumed in these documentaries, that I almost forgot.

I am somewhere in the second part of this documentary of "Everything and Nothing". The first part - "Everything" - is about space and the beginning of the study of space. It expands on the distance of stars, mathematical and physical theories, and paints the picture of "everything" to its edges. It is truly fascinating.

I have always been so interested in stars and space, and everything new that I learn about them blows my mind. It's like God was creating an incredible piece of art so beautiful and so detailed that it begs the question, how could a sovereign being not have created it and the world in which we know? For there to be that much detail in the vast expansion of the galaxy, of the universe, and also in the fleck of dust that is our planet and in each of its living beings, there should be no question at all.

The second part - "Nothing" - explores the voids, the emptiness, of the universe. The laws of nature go out of their way to make sure we can't create nothing until we can reach the specific weight of the atmosphere. The weight of the atmosphere was tested and proven to change at increased elevations. This lead to the realization that the earth is encased in an atmosphere that thins out rapidly as you go further into space. It's incredible how a single thought can be taken and elaborated so that new discoveries and advances are formed. I am in awe of our unique world.

I am only about ten minutes into "Nothing" so I am going to get back to it before B&N closes and I have to leave. I hope this semi-educational post has been a nice change. If this kind of thing interests you, I would definitely recommend watching them. And if you know of any other great documentaries, I'm always on the lookout for more!

Please RSVP to my cave party.

I walked outside this morning to a crisp, cool breeze! I soaked in the non-humid atmosphere for a moment before having to leave for work. This is the way mornings are supposed to feel.

Even as I left for lunch, it felt a bit warm, but still amazing. This is the first day of summer 2011 that I have not loathed. It has made me that much more ready for fall!

I am told it is preseason for college football, which doesn't really mean anything to me, but it has so many people excited. In the end, I don't really care all that much about stats and games, except when I am actually at the game. I do, however, like to rustle some feathers by talking banter and smack talk... that's always fun. :P Hopefully I will be able to attend a UT game this year. Go Vols!

---

Would you rather...


Chew like a cow or laugh like a goat?
laugh like a goat; I don't like nasty chewing sounds.

Have a diet too heavy on grease or a diet too heavy on sugar?
Hello diabetes.

Be trapped in a cave full of vampire bats or put a large jar full of bees (opened) in your pants?
bats.

Have your house hit once every 6 months with graffiti vandals or have your house hit once every two weeks with toilet paper vandals?
graffiti can be great for photographs.

Have Xray vision or have the power to read minds?
read minds. There would be no secrets kept from me. mwah-ha-ha-haaaa.

Wear the same outfit of your least favorite color every day for 1 year or knock on your crush's door asking for toilet paper?
I'd ask for TP... really, guys, it's not that embarrassing.

Wear the same pair of unwashed socks for 2 years or wear the same pair of unwashed underwear for 1 year?
ew. just, ew.

Have eyebrows that make a complete circle around your eyes or have flat eyelashes that stick out 12 inches and can't be trimmed?
haha, funny visual. eyelashes.

Get on the really good side of Bill Gates or your favorite actor/actress?
depends on who would give me money... I would need to know in advance.

Kiss 10 monkeys or eat 10 spiders?
Bring on the poop slingers.

Do a job interview with your bottom lip 5 times it's size or with a cat face painted on you?
cat face. like Hazo.

Never show up in photographs or have no reflection in mirrors?
have no reflection. I would scare the poo out of everyone. On purpose. >:)

Smell like the sewer for a year or trade places with your sibling for 6 months?
I wouldn't mind being Ash or B.

Spend your life in the same cave or the same tree?
cave... more room to have parties.

For the same amount of money: Have a job you love and word 60 hours a week or have a job you hate and work 25 hours a week?
Job I love... I already have the other as full time.

Movies seen in theater: 45
DvDs bought: 70

If you put two and two together...

...you will see what our friendship is for. If you can't work this equation then I guess I'll have to show you the door.

Another post from my phone...

I took a four and a half hour nap today. I've been so tired lately so it was much needed. However, I feel like a lazy bum. Ha

Leah and Chris had us over at their house last night. They really have made the house look so good! Chris' man cave is a work in progress, but I think it will be epic. He has a dvd collection that beats my number by a significant amount. And he has movie paraphernalia that will set his man cave over the top. Lucky man.

Anyway, they were absolutely adorable. I mean, they LOOK married.. if that even makes sense. They look happy. It makes me excited for the future... if it ever gets here. ;)

This counts as a post.

I saw Rise of the Planet of the Apes. It. Was. Awesome.

I'm sorry for the short post. And I'm sorry for always apologizing for short posts.

Oops, sorry. Dang.

False freckles.

You should click here and like this page on Facebook if you want to be updated when I write a new post... pretty soon, I will only put the links there and not on my personal page - so you won't see them unless you're a "fan". So do it. Now.

WARNING: This is a disjointed post.

- Ash and I are in the process of getting internet for our house. And by our house, I mean my grandpa's house. It's really hard to live without internet, especially for me seeing as I blog, NaNo, and Skype on a regular basis. How was anyone able to live without access to the world through a screen in the comfort of their own home? Ludicrous.

- It's inevitable; when in a semi-full movie theater someone is bound to drop their cell phone at a moment of absolute silence. The cell phone's owner will do one, if not all, of three things: 1. Gasp 2. Sit up quickly and frantically search as if their life depended on it 3. Whisper very loudly to the others in their group. It's always the same. Oh, the things that make me chuckle.

- The spray tan I got for the wedding is coming off in splotchy patches, leaving behind (on my arms) the freckle-like pattern of a pale ginger. #whitegirlproblems

- A few days ago, I sort of had a meltdown. And while I deem this as an extremely private matter, I find myself wanting to share it with you because of two of my friends.

It happened Sunday, after the last of our out of town guests left for home. I was playing volleyball with friends and like always, we went for food/drinks afterwards. I sort of felt like weight was being added to my chest and it was getting really hard to focus in on the conversations around me. Bubba, my ever caring best friend, could of course tell something was wrong. (If anything, he has learned to read me pretty well.) So after the group parted ways, he insisted - against my inclination that I was fine - that I talk to him about it. I couldn't really get the words out that I wanted to say without crying, so I just cried a little while he consoled me. He was very understanding, gave me a much needed hug, and tried to make me feel better - it was sweet. What a great friend I have been blessed with.

The tears started pouring as I drove home and it was turned out to be a really rough night for me, as I couldn't exactly pinpoint why this was happening. The next morning, I tweeted that it had been a rough night. Blakeley, my life-long amazing best friend, saw it and texted me right away to see what was going on. She gave me some sage advice and even a little homework (a couple of books to read). I'll tell you what, everything she said was spot on. She knows me all too well. :) Later, we got to Skype and just seeing her face makes me feel 100 times better. I wish I had her near me always.

I am so thankful for the people God has placed in my life. It's like He knew what He was doing or something. ;)

Hide-and-Seek Champ 2011.

I'm fine, guys. Apparently, Ash called everyone I have ever come in contact with when I wasn't at home this morning, thus the statement that I am still alive and kickin'. I was up really late at Leah's house (using the internet while they are still on their honeymoon) and just decided to stay so I wouldn't have to drive home. I for real meant to text Ash, as I did the night before, to let her know that I wouldn't be home, but you know me and my brain... it just forgets. All the time. Thinking I didn't have my phone charger with me, I shut the phone off to preserve battery life and I drifted off into a deep sleep. 

The sun came pouring in the window this morning, waking me from a calm dream. I turned my phone back on the see what time it was and I fell back asleep before I even gave the phone a chance to show the time. A little while later, as I was laying on top of my phone, it started vibrating and playing loud, obnoxious music, waking me again. My first thought when something like that happens is that my alarm is going off so I silenced it. I then brought it up to my face so I could see the time and I realized that I had a few missed calls, unopened text messages, and a voicemail. Both Dad and Ash had tried to call me. The voicemail and texts turned out to be Ash wondering (and freaking out) about where I was. Too sleepy to talk, I texted her and told her I was sorry and that I was at Leah's.

That's when I realized the panic that was on my family's (and a few of my friends too!) shoulders. Emily was on her way to Leah's to see if I had, in fact, stayed here again. Mom called dad and he was on the verge of having the cops called. And everyone was thinking that the worst had happened to me.

I didn't realize how many people were called until they all started texting me. It's nice to know my seester cares enough that she wouldn't stop looking. :) 

I make life exciting, don't I?

Some of the texts I received:

From Dad (Ash forwarded these two to me)...(I feel really bad about these... sorry, Daddy!)

1. "omg. what is being done?? anyone looking, calling around? call the cops??? i called her cell and it rang a few times then went to voicemail so it didn't seem dead"

2. (when he knew I was okay) "WHEW........ THANK YOU... i just knew she had been kidnapped and tortured... maybe i can get my appetite back now....."

...I made my daddy worry :(

Stacie- "You are in big trouble!! Do not ever stay away and not tell anyone again young lady. We are living in bad times with evil people who like to kidnap, rap and chop up young ladies and I was seeing you in a freezer somewhere."

Me- "I'm sorry! If they ever try to RAP at me, I'll Just rap back and say 'Stop. Don't touch me there. That is my no-no square!' :)"

haha, thought this one was funny.

Mary- "Well im still going to kill u! But im glad u r okay!"

haha, glad to know my reassurance of life will still get me killed anyway :P

Movies seen in theater: 44

DvDs bought: 70

Spilled milk.

I like to blog write in public; it gives me some great content for a post and it provides a hilarious distraction for my brain which tends to over think when it's trying to write.

Take this joke, for instance: (a boy around the age of twelve just told it to his sister)
How do you get a plumber to cry?

Kill his family.

HAHA, what in the world?! It's a crappy joke, I know, but hilarious coming from the mouth of a child... he was dead serious. (ha, DEAD serious. Get it?)

Okay, corniness over. For the most part. ;)

Side note: a little Asian girl just splashed her nasty cow juice on my bag. Ew.

It looks like it's that time of year again... child pedestrians, glove-wearing traffic controllers, and crazy parent drivers are on the loose. I was lucky enough to get off early today from work. Our doctor only works half a day on Wednesdays so I got to leave at 1 while the other tech had to stay the rest of the day. Anyway, after I showered and stuff at home, I went out to run some errands. On the way to the mall area, I ran into a school zone or two. I think that school traffic is the most annoying traffic... there are all of these little bodies you've got to watch out for and these old ladies tell you when you can and cannot go. I don't like being told how to drive. Bleh.

Now, I am sitting in Barnes and Noble writing this post, people watching, and looking at the book version of this. Hilarious.

Here's what my day looked like.

The Wonder Years: Fifth Grade.

I absolutely loved fifth grade! Not only was I a "top dog" in the school, but I genuinely enjoyed my class/teacher. I had Mrs. Garvin, one of the sweetest people I have ever met.

I actually liked to learn things in elementary school. And as per usual with the quiet kid who likes to learn, I was a teacher's pet with pretty much all of my teachers, including Mrs. Garvin. I would volunteer for anything "behind the scenes" she needed help with (as I was very shy).

One of my favorite things from this year was the colonial times week the entire 5th grade participated in. Every class had a different area of the country (or something like that) that they had to interpret/act out for the other classrooms. We spent part of every day visiting each classroom and learning about different lifestyles of Americans back then. Besides my own classroom, I can remember Mr. Franklin's class acting out (I hope this is right) the Boston Tea Party. They built a ship right there in the middle of their classroom and acted out the event that took place. As one of their food items, I remember trying sauerkraut for the first time, it was awful. It's pungent odor loomed the hall for days. In my classroom, we had several stations set up where the lives of our people were brought to life. I played a woman who sat in a rocking chair and sewed (pretended to, anyway) this cloth using a wooden embroidery hoop. I had several lines that I had to memorize and say as each class came to visit. My shyness made me a nervous wreck that day. I can remember feeling that anxiety of having to speak in front of my peers. I'm telling you, my anxiety was unbearable when I was a kid. I may have had some kind of social or anxiety disorder. Who knows?

This is the year that the girls and boys were split up and taught about our "changing bodies". I remember this discussion - lecture, rather - being a shock. My body is going to do WHAT? I thought to myself. I was not okay with that. Also, I was a little confused as to how it all worked. Whatever the case, I didn't see the big change for a few years, so I was okay. A girl in my class, on the other hand, had been dealing with her "girly problems" for about a year at this point. How sad!

I do believe that 5th grade was the year Taylor, Sydney, and I played "wolf" almost everyday at recess. (Or maybe it was just at SOAR recess.) Anyway, Sydney - a black girl - was the wolf and Tay and I had to chase her when she "escaped" from her "cage". The cage was just this huge hole in the side of a hill. It was one of the most fun things I played at recess but looking back, it's rather weird. ha

Movies seen in theater: 43
DvDs bought: 70

Already a fail.

I missed two whole days of BEDA; and this post will be no better than missing a day. My excuse, whether you find it valid or not, is that I was incredibly busy with a wedding and its events beforehand. So, either take it, or shove it. I'm exhausted.

If I didn't have internet on my phone, I would have missed today also. Oh well.

Cody and Noah left from here not too long ago. It's always depressing when an out of town visitor leaves. It means we're back to reality. We got to hang out with John (Leah's brother) this weekend. He goes to school in California and lives with his parents in Missouri during summer, so I never get to see him. The last time he was here was about two and a half years ago for my sister's wedding. So it was great to see him.

The wedding and reception were absolutely beautiful! Leah and Chris are finally married... I really can't believe it! She was a gorgeous bride and he was such a handsome groom. They really are perfect for one another. I can't wait to see where God will take them in life.

Not sure what else to say. See you tomorrow.

Thwee guwls.

No time for a blog post...

we have a bachelorette party to get ready.

(The bride is on her way!)

;)

White girl problems.

I wish I could tell (and show!) you the awesome things we have planned for Thursday's bachelorette party but alas, I cannot. I must be secretive lest the bride would find out.

Here are the alternative subjects:

1. I colored my hair last night with the non-permanent brand I always use. I don't know if it's just me, but I never can tell that I put the color in my hair. Last time I did it, I used a dark brown and couldn't tell a difference so I used an even darker brown this time but I still don't see it. I guess the only place I can really tell is this small group of hairs right at the very front, where I part my hair. They are usually far lighter than the rest of my head. Now, they look the same as the rest, so I suppose it's a win. This was the second time I did it by myself and it was extremely difficult. Brandy is usually the one that colors my hair but the states between us have kept her from doing so. Stupid states. #whitegirlproblems

2. Leah decided to make a video to show in the wedding of her and Chris' story. She asked me and Chris asked Doug to tell the friend point of view of their story, so we did that yesterday. I am no professional speaker by any means. I clam up, stutter, look around spastically, and get a dry mouth, leaving it hard for me to get my words out when I am talking in front of others/being filmed. I'm afraid I ruined the video. Ugh, this is going to be embarrassing. If you're at the wedding when the video is shown, please don't look in my direction... I will probably be red, flinching, and looking at anything other than the video, dieing from embarrassment on the inside. #morewhitegirlproblems

On the other hand, Leah and Chris were so cute in it! They did a wonderful job and I know they're excited about sharing it with everyone.

Movies seen in theater: 43
DvDs bought: 70

What I Know.

I'm in love with someone

and that's all that I know for sure.

Hello lovlies!

I am sitting here at Starbucks listening to Parachute, freezing to death, and contemplating chopping my hair off. It's a good day. From where I am sitting, I can see my place of employment and could not be happier that today, I do not have to be there.

I am completely obsessed with Parachute's "The Way It Was" album. I have to force myself to listen to something other than this masterpiece. You must give it a listen.

I don't think I can handle Starbucks anymore. I don't get it much but when I do, the caffeine really gets to me. It makes my head feel really weird and uncomfortable.

Speaking of bad substance intake, a few nights ago, Ash made her, Jake, and I crock-pot macaroni and cheese for dinner. (It's one of the most delicious concoctions on the planet.) That night, I got rather sick and didn't know they had gotten sick as well. The next day, I felt completely fine, and then it was time for dinner. Ash made me and her each a grilled cheese and once again, I, as well as Ashley, got sick. She asked if I had gotten sick the night before and that is when we linked it to the $1.89-buy-one-get-one-free cheese. Luckily, I finally feel completely better. Sadly, Ash still doesn't feel well. :/ Please say a prayer for her.

I've got to get out of this place; it's freezing beyond words and I'm in shorts. See you guys tomorrow!

Movies seen in theater: 43
DvDs bought: 70

We're going to the chapel...

It's BEDA time! (Blog Every Day in August)

Today is the start of another "A" month, meaning I will be bringing you the every day thoughts of myself (whether they are interesting or not!).

Times are a-changing, and fast. I have moved out of the house I was living in with my roommate, Leah, so that her soon-to-be husband could get his stuff moved in. And I mean "soon-to-be" as in 5 days! Chris proposed to Leah on Valentine's Day of this year and it has seemed like the months have flown by! I've got a lot to do this week in order to prepare for the bachelorette party, bridal luncheon, rehearsal, rehearsal dinner, and finally, the wedding. I am so incredibly excited for them and the wedding festivites! This is going to be a fun-filled week. :)

Leah's family has already started to arrive to get things ready. Her house will be filling up with out of town guests more and more as the week progresses. I am sure her stress level will progress also, good thing she will have so much help around her!

There are five bridesmaids in the wedding: Sara (maid of honor), Hannah (matron of honor), and then my two sisters and myself. Brandy, Ash, and I have been planning the bachelorette party and it is going to be a blast! And that is all I can say on that subject. ;)

The wedding is going to be so beautiful! So many people are helping in so many different ways. God really orchestrated this event from the get go, so you know everything will be perfect. Leah and Chris have been so blessed in every way possible throughout this planning process. It will be a dream wedding.

In non-wedding news, it has been pretty great living at my Pawpaw's with Ash. I was dreadful of it mainly because change is hard for me, but I've really enjoyed it. I was prepared to move into the back room (where it likes to stay hot as Hades), but Ash offered her room to me. I tried not to accept because that is her room (even though I really wanted it), but she convinced me that she wanted it. We are opposites in that I am hot-natured and she is cold. Ash would get cold in her room all the time, so she wanted to move to the warmer room. How perfect did that turn out? Also, she let me keep (on loan) her ultra soft bed topper thing because the softness of it hurts her back now. For quite a while, the firmer bed that I've been sleeping in has been hurting my back, keeping me from a good, full night's sleep. So now, I am settled in a cooled-down, comfortable room and have never slept better. I have the best seester in the world! (Don't even try to compete, you won't win.)

Movies seen in theater: 43
DvDs bought: 70