Royal Death

Heres what i think......

America got a little bit jealous that we didn't have some big Royal Wedding going on and needed some attention.... so we killed a human.

now yes i understand that this man is responsible for one of the most horrible things that have happened to our nation in the past 10 years if not THE worst but is that ok to take his life? What happens to his 12 wifes and his 99 kids?

America do you need some attention?

Hiya

Hey everybody,

sorry its been so long been pretty busy with the move and now finding a job in the good ole south.

i promise to have some pictures up soon we are going to the beach Saturday so there will be some awesome pics from that.... unless a tornado sweeps me away, you will be hearing from me soon!

much love and big kisses

Raptor Baby

Lindsay decided that since Finley is such a little raptor baby that we should take her to the Dinosaur Museum (we all know that Lindsay just wanted to go)

So to start the day off we got Finley her very first Starbucks.

I then let her pick out ever stuffed animal that she wanted from the gift shop... yes I am THAT Aunt.

She played in the sand for all of twelve seconds before stuffing a handful into her mouth.

She growled at everything. All the bones all the people.

Wonderful Day!

Anyone else obsessed with Mumford and Sons?

Southern Bell

I was talking with an old friend a couple weeks ago. He was telling me that he has forced himself to be happy with being boring. He likes that he has a 9 to 5 job. He likes that he pays his taxes on time. He likes that he sits at home on a friday, on a saturday, on a sunday, everyday. He painted this very ordinary picture of a very ordinary life and i was caught up in how wonderfully normal it all sounded. but then it hit me, I am 22 and loving the sound of a retirement home.

Most wont understand why i am making the move that i am. but its okay because i understand why you cant. I feel like i have been going with the flow so much that i forgot where the flow was taking me.

Thats why I've decided to spice up a bit, add a bit of southern charm to my life. I am moving to South Carolina.

yes i know of all the places.

I have two very wonderful friends who have invited me into their home and asked me to move out there with them.

I have a one way ticket leaving April 20th and in all honesty don't know when i will be coming back.

Its funny, everyone in my life has had so many different reactions to this news. Some very warm and supportive. Some angry and others wont even acknowledge it. when in all reality the only reaction i care about is my own. and i haven't felt like this ever. I've finally stopped talking about doing something, anything with my life and am ACTUALLY doing it.

Maybe this is a huge mistake. Maybe i will come crawling back with my tail between my legs. Maybe i will fall in love with the south and never look back. Maybe i will fail. Maybe i will find the exact thing i am looking for.

I'll never know until i try now wont i?

Sorry I forgot I was alive....

...miss me?

Dead or Sleeping

Playing Dead or Sleeping with my best friend.....

its when you stare at the old man in the chair at starbucks and ask in hushed whispers if he has fallen asleep.... or died.

Thanksgiving

Just a little letter to send off Reese

Theres a Storm a Brewing....

My mom has finally gotten on board with technology and gotten Google Reader (thanks a lot Lindsay for showing her that). This now means that she has access to all ya'lls blogs and yells at me,
"Why don't you just call that Lyn girl and tell her to post something? Did you read Bonnies new post? I bet you haven't. Im going to win a give-a way from this blog that you've never even heard about. Do you like dinner, i found the recipe on this blog a lady who lives in the middle of Nebraska, where your going to move to!"
She will not leave me alone about blogs she leaves me high pitch voice mails telling me i need to come over and help her comment on the cuttest picture of a hat shes ever seen. She calls me at 8 in the morning to tell me that if she had a blog she would post about her newest quilt and how she would call my dad "Richardo the pool boy"
I'm trying very hard not to stab her in the neck. Ive decided that to get the feel of a blog that she will guest write on mine.... (deep breaths)

So this next post will be all Laura Turner. If she likes it and gets enough comments she will be starting her own (Lord help us) blog.

Stay tuned.....

Welcome.