Family

Today as I sat down at Grandma's dining room table, I looked around at the faces of my family. Pure joy shined from their eyes, and kind words from their mouths. I suddenly realized that family is absolutely the ONLY thing in this world that truly, stays to true to you. Over the past few months the old expression became utterly real to me, "You'll find out your friends true colors soon enough". Almost all of my true friends, suddenly became distant. A few old, and a few new gave me cushion to fall back on. But it was my family, Colton included, that really gave me the strength to bring another old saying to front...Forget 'em! Today, I sat down with my family and had some of my greatest memories. We talked about my soon to arrive cousins, old stories, including the embarrassing ones! On this beautiful, finally temperature appropriate, thanksgiving, I am truly thankful for the ones that won't wither away. They are true, and will always remain that way! Thank you :)

Colton

Jeremy

Uncle Dan & Aunt Millie

James & Annabeth

Mike & Mom

Uncle Dave & Aunt Amy

Grandma & Grandfather

Dad

Jules

Izabella 

Zealand

My Choice to go Veg

I have been contemplating this decision for some time. Vegetarian or not. Mostly the conversations I have with myself go something like this..
Mom's wonderful topa?
Grandma's mouth watering chicken?
Dad's juicy steak?
And for the past few months I've decided against giving all this up. Until 2 days ago.
My sister told me to go look at this vegetarian sight. GoVeg.com I then clicked on the tab, "Meat your Meat". I watched only a few videos then I made my decision to give up meat for good. Now I know, I live in Texas, and I know Thanksgiving is going to be tough. AND I know all the good food I'm giving up.
But what I also know is that I am standing up for something that I believe in.
However, I do not, and will not, preach this choice. It's a personal decision.
Hopefully I will be able to make this change permanent. Just got to get over a few humps first :)

A Weekend at the "Hilton"

          Long ago, my mother dubbed grandma's house "The Hilton". The service, food, and landscape is just, if not more, beautiful than the famous hotel chain. The difference? The people running this almost always booked "hotel", are my wonderful and amazing grandparents. This weekend was my FIRST weekend by myself since I was still in my little diapers! This weekend's agenda was filled with LOTS of food, lots of sleeping, and a new addition, downtown Grandbury. 
        Grandma shuffled me around downtown! We ate at the Tea Room which is in the back of an old antique store, then spent the rest of the day eyeing all the beautiful decor. Which, I might add, we decided we could make ourselves! Now, my grandma knows about my love for old things, so we looked and looked until finally we came across a reasonable price, and beautiful picture. It was an old postcard, probably about the 1940's (Will post later). Grandma graciously bought it for me, and I am working on finding the perfect frame. Grandpa, opted to stay home during our little outing. Secretly preparing my traditional strawberry drink!
      This weekend was just what I needed after a week filled with tests and other typical college to do's! Can't wait to go back :)

Thanks Grandma & Grandfather

Coy's Photo Shoot

Coy and I decided it was about time the world saw how unexpectedly cute he has become. Now don't be fooled, the sweet innocent dog in the pictures below, can be quite the menace..

He's so bashful

My Little Sweet Pea

Elementary vs. Secondary

Freshman Composition I, 9:00am

As I looked at the paper on top of my desk, I wondered why in the world I woke up for this.

The title of the paper read, I & Me.

Our objective? Fill in Me when appropriate, and I when needed. 

WOW! I thought to myself. 

Are these the lessons I'm wanting to instill in the lives of young beings?

Is this the mark I want to make?

Is this what I was born to do? Teach 3rd graders the appropriate times for I & Me.

*Epiphany*

I do not want to teach the bases of English to 10 year olds that pick their nose, and still think girls have cooties. 

Now don't get me wrong, I love little kiddos, I just don't think I have the patience, well, I also admire my sanity. 

I have officially decided to redirect my major to English, with a focus on literature.

Here goes nothing...