Sun Day

Sundays are becoming my most favorite day of the week. These past few Sundays I've encountered have included amazing weather, productiveness, roommate bonding, and fun. Yesterdays Sunday was the top of the tops though, because it really overshadowed my painful Friday and Saturday that I spent with strep throat.
First off, I woke up and decided it was finally time to purchase my 2011 Bonnaroo ticket that I had been contemplating all weekend long. It felt so exhilarating to spend that much money on something that I know will be a one of a kind experience. I'm just anxiously waiting now for June to arrive...
After that, Anita cooked a hearty breakfast for the rest of us that we decided to eat on the front porch with our coffee. We then skipped on down to the flee market to meet up with Rangeley and Katie. In the end, everyone was happy with their purchases from the flee market. The best purchase though was this little tuxedo outfit for Romeo that we made him wear for the Academy Awards.
Back on home we went, and all of us did a little Sunday cleaning and re-decorating to our house, which is always a good feeling. We then treated ourselves to pizza, homemade Sangria, pasta, and cheescake for our very own Oscars party.
We had the best Oscars party on the block; beating out everyone else in the Fairmount neighborhood and in conclusion, we had the most perfect Sunday of all.

Now for some Sunday funday pictures (mostly including Romeo)

Words of Pablo Neruda

"We have to discard the past"


what was once living
is now no longer living;
what we were, we are not.
And with words, although the letters
still have transparency and sound,
they change, and the mouth changes;
the same mouth is now another mouth;
they change, lips, skin, circulation;
another soul took on our skeleton;
what once was in us now is not.
It left, but if they call, we reply;
"I am here," and we realize we are not,
that what was once, was and is lost,
lost in the past, and now does not come back.

We are slowly becoming everything we've imagined ourselves to be. With the slightest smile, we awaken our days unknowingly expecting the next best thing. We think we have conquered this thing called living-gotten it down to key, but alas we still have more. The man at the door is yet finished with all of our lives. He's hoping for the best in all of us, and I, like many of you, are wanting to fulfill that.
I do not know what this man wants from me, but you and I both know its subconsciously hiding in the pits of our minds-aside from all the clutter-underneath all that baggage- If only we could just reach in and grab it, touch it and live inside of it for awhile. Just to get away from all the busy bee's who are searching and searching for it too.

Snowed In

Well, I'm finally back to my regular life. . .
Last Tuesday an ice storm swept down from Canada and had all of North Texas trapped inside for four days. I couldn't believe I had an entire week off from school and work. It was completely unexpected. My roommates and I were amazed day after day with the 5 degree wind chill and school continuing to cancel. Then, on the night of our 3rd snow day, it snowed again! Nothing like Texas weather. All in all, I treated my four days off like a vacation. An unnecessary vacation, but a relaxing one indeed.



the first snow day


Anita and I at our second home The Chatroom.


Maren and I taking a break from face painting at the Wherehouse for the Carnival benefit. Twas a great time! Picture by Casey Holder.

______ __ is hard to do...

We met on my front porch many moons ago. You had no rides to school and your parents were hardly around. My grandma didn't approve of many people, but she liked you because you were special. You were the best.
Life was so splendid then, more so than it seems right now.
Now we are all grown up, and sitting on our pasts. We have bills to pay and people to see. We don't need rides anymore, but we need gas money, and food in the fridge. We are confused and we are breaking up.We have become young adults that fell in and out of love.
Many moons ago- I would have loved to attend those days- just to spend one more day with you.

Stuck inside of a snow storm
in this quaint little house
where my father lay sleeping
and my mother weeping
of the things she never had.





Maybe I'll be home soon
once this snow shall pass,
and the things I took for granted of
will linger on alas.

Stuck inside of a snow storm

Mother Nature has decided to keep me in Connecticut for a few more days by sending the entire North East coast a snow storm. Apparently, this is one of the worst storms in years. Winds gushing 50 mph... I can't even step out to build a snowman. I'm sort of ready to come home now, but I obviously don't want to die on an airplane so I'll continue my relaxing vacation a little longer.
The holidays were happy, and crazy as usual. Family=dysfunctional/loud/strange/ahhhhhhh!! I wouldn't have missed it for the world though. I know I'm going to miss my mom and dad once I get back to Texas. It'll be hard, but I always make it through somehow.
2011 is creeping up on all of us. I have no New Years Resolutions as of right now, but I know I need to work on a few things within myself like my negative attitude, constant complaining, ungratefulness, bitchiness, and so forth.... This year was one of the best years of my life. I went back to college first of all, in which I ended up making straight A's every semester except the Summer. I moved into a wonderful house with wonderful ladies in a wonderful little town, but before that I shared great memories with the Bright One in the Hills at the duplex. I have beautiful friends, and an alright job in which I get to make kids smile all day or try to at least.
Every year comes with the good and the bad, but this year the good has surpressed the bad by far, and for that I am so very happy.
My only wish is that next year is as good as this year has been. Not just for myself, but for everyone else in this special life.