hurry up.

Only two days separating me from the beach and the boyfriend.

I'm so ready.

WEEKEND, HURRY UP!

grandmother.

To you, this is just a picture.
But to me, this is a picture of my grandmother.
She was beautiful, loving, and often times, demanding.
I give her all the credit for turning me into a girly girl.
Dresses, bows, you name it and she made sure that's all I wore.
Looking back, I remember so much yet so little about her.
I remember going with her to the beauty shop every Friday.
I remember her cooking spaghetti for me because she knew it was my favorite.
I remember her playing with my hair until I fell asleep.
I did my homework with her, she was a perfectionist.
Her favorite hobby was cleaning.
When I was ten, she started getting sick. Often.
As I left her house one afternoon, I remember telling her 'bye'
And making sure she knew I loved her.
The next day, she was in ICU.
She never came home.
I hate the fact that I was never able to go in and see her one last time.
I hate the fact that she was gone too soon.
Often times I wonder what she would think of me now.
Would she be proud of me?
I think about her so much, even though she has been gone eleven years.
When people see me they say, "You were Nancy's granddaughter.
You look just like her."
It's so hard to hear that. Even now.
I wish she could have seen me grow up.
I wish I could remember more about her.
I know how much my grandfather loved her. He adored her.
I think that as I've grown older, and realized what an important
person I lost at such a young age, it has made me never take life for granted.
You are given every day to make a difference in someone else's life or even your own.
Never take a day with the people you love the most for granted.
Goodbyes are hard, life changing.
But they make you think, about life.
I'm so lucky to have had a wonderful grandmother that loved me.
I'm blessed.

birthday.

This weekend was a milestone in my life.

I turned 21.

Does it feel any different? No way.

I got to spend my birthday weekend in Memphis with the greatest guy in the world.

Despite the long drive, it was well worth it.

Friday was the beginning of the great weekend.

The weekend included:

• i hop
• watching girly movies ( The Last Song )
• birthday cake milkshakes
• shopping
• greasy but amazing food
• Beale Street
• Mud Island and the greatest museum ever

I had the best weekend ever.

I give the boyfriend full credit for that.

I know that it could have been just another day,

but he made sure it was amazing.

I'm so lucky and now that I'm back home, I realize that.

I wouldn't have changed a thing about my birthday.

It was perfect.

celebration.

I mentioned in my previous post that I could not wait until the weekend.

Well, now the weekend is over and reality kicks in once again.

However, this weekend was pretty great.

Thursday: I had dinner with my mom and one of my best friends.

Picked up my boyfriend from the airport, and realized how much

I had missed him. (which was ALOT)

Friday: I had lunch with the boyfriend at a little restaurant in town.

We made salsa together (better luck next time).

And then we went out for my birthday with my parents, sister and

her boyfriend, my aunt and uncle.

Saturday: I worked. Long day. Rude patients. That's the drill.

After work, we went out to dinner again to celebrate my parent's

anniversary and my grandfather's birthday.

Sunday: I went to church.

Did a little shopping.

Worked. Bad bad bad.

And the boyfriend left. (worst part of the whole weekend)

Needless to say, this weekend was full of celebration.

Isn't he cute?

I have the biggest crush on my own boyfriend.
I never stop smiling the whole time he is home.
It's like I'm a kid all over again.
I absolutely love this feeling.

I'm hoping that this week passes by quickly. (fingers crossed)

Not only will I be turning 21 this coming up weekend,

but I will also be making a trip to Memphis.

AND, I am painting my room.

Goodbye pink room.

Now there's something to celebrate.

countdown.

Today is my sweet grandfather's birthday, he's 82.

Today is also my parents wedding anniversary.

It has been a pretty great day, cupcakes and all.

The next few days will go by so slowly.

But I am looking forward to quite a few things:

1) the boyfriend will be coming home, finally.

2) my birthday celebration begins friday.

a day full of family, boyfriend, and one of my favorite restaurants.

3) work? wait, that doesn't count.

4) did i mention that my boyfriend is coming home?

that's what i'm most excited for.

i'm smiling just thinking about it.

......

Weekend please hurry up!

I'm counting down.

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

video.

Everytime I need a good laugh, I watch this.
It gets me every time. Love it!

music.

Music has always been a hobby of mine.

Not by any means am I musically talented, but I do love finding new bands.

Whenever I am in a bad mood, I always take a few minutes,

play my favorite songs, and i'm instantly in a better mood. (usually)

When I'm in the car by myself, I sing, loudly.

I'm sure the cars that pass by me or pull up beside me think I'm crazy.

I can't sing, but I sure like to think that I can.

I have no genre of music that I like better than others.

However, I am partial to 90s and "girly rock".

And occasionally I do enjoy a little country.

Being so close to New Orleans the past two years,

I enjoyed going to the House of Blues.

It's probably one of my favorite venues.

The atmosphere is amazing and a great place to see metal bands.

(A Day to Remember, Parkway Drive, and August Burns Red

are on my list. As I Lay Dying, I'm still waiting for)

Needless to say, my range of music is rather large.

It's a hobby. And looking for new bands and songs

that may not be popular is something I know I'll always enjoy.

So, here's a playlist. Nothing special.

Take a listen and enjoy!

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

touch of gold.

jones.

Today I made a trip back to the school where I spent the last two years of my life.
As I made my way around campus, I thought of all the great memories

I have made there. No, it's not a large university with

thousands and thousands of students.

But it was the perfect place for me.

A good transition. And looking back, I wouldn't have changed a thing.

I love the small town feel. The fact that the beach and New Orleans

is only a little over an hour drive.

I will miss everything about Jones.

Here are a few things I will miss the most:

Thursday night football games.

Brooke fixing my hair on the way to the games.

Touch of Gold. Maybe, just a little.

Rides to the game, and the late night rides home.

Ellephare shows at the Courtyards.

Bobcat Brigade, tours, and Sonya's yellow couch.

Getting dressed up for the Halloween dance.

Dancing with Ethan.

Crawfish Thursdays and our walks to Corner Market for ice cream.

Saints games and dancing at them.

Ropers. No need for an explanation.

The addiction to Old Athens Grill.

Webcam pictures with the roommates.

Now it's time to close this chapter of my life and begin a new one.

I'm ready.

cowbells.

Today, this was on my mind.

Yes, it's a football stadium.

Yes, it's one of my favorite places in the whole world.

Fall would not be the same without the weekend tradition of being in Starkville.

I can not wait for football season.

Tailgating, the sound of cowbells, and unruly fans.

Those things make for the ideal day.

But today was not the ideal day.

Today, I worked on nursing school applications. Six, to be exact.

Procrastination is my specialty.

But, I am happy to say that I got them all finished, for the most part.

So, being cooped up in the house all day, listening to the thunder and rain,

I daydreamed about the fall.

Football, Starkville, friends, tailgating, and cowbells.

I can not wait.

boyfriend.

I got to spend the weekend with my amazing boyfriend.

He is pretty great, if I do say so myself.

Our weekend was filled with 80s movies (he's trying to catch me up),

fast food (which is why we are both starting to hit the gym),

time with family and friends, and he even took me to see

Charlie St. Cloud and tried to watch the Bachelorette with me.

I was very impressed.

He came into my life at the perfect time, when I was looking

for anyone at all. He took me by surprise.

And he fits me perfectly. I can honestly say I'm the happiest I've been

in long time. And I have him to thank for that.

He left today. Goodbyes are always so hard.

I enjoy every weekend he gets to come home, and I miss him

terribly when he's away. It's a good feeling.

Next time I see him will be two weeks from now.

I hate waiting, but the constant smile I have on my face whenever I

see him and the butterflies I get are well worth it.

He's great and I consider myself very lucky and blessed.