Thank You Pandora.

You have opened up my taste in music so much. You have introduced me to some great tunes. You always provide the perfect mix where each song has one thing in common, sheer brillance. I thoroughly appreciate the inventor of this genious music box. The song that pops up never fails to interest me and so what do I do? I am able to make a list of artists that I can't wait to look up and find other sweet treasures by. It's just so fun. If you're a music lover, Pandora can easily become your heaven.

I'm a music lover.

Pandora's on right now.

Yes, I believe I'm in heaven.

2.

This is proof that I spent the whole weekend in front of a computer, dealing with end of semester homework that I hate oh so much. In the middle of marketing strategies and consumer behavior articles I also got to spend some sweet time with my baby sister, Daley Joy. It was fun, appreciated, and so needed. We laughed, we ate, we talked, we decorated, and did I mention we laughed? She has the most precious heart of any girl I know. I just ache to let her know how special she is and loved she is. I feel as though I can never express how I want nothing less then the magnificent best for her. She's at time in her life where the decisions she makes now will seriously affect her more and more. I love seeing her grow in the Lord. It amazes me. I strive to have the faith and integrity she does. Let's just say I could go on for hours. Thank you Jesus for my amazing family. I'm blown away by how fabulous they are. I'm so ready for some good family time this week. Plus with the Chapmans. Woohoo. This is gonna be good in.....2 DAYS. Ohhh yes.

3.

3 days!
3 days!
3 days!

It feels good to be home. Oh so good.

4.

Okay, so it's 4 days. So close.
And all that candy sits in a bowl, on my desk, with tons of their little friends just begging to be munched on. But i'm not giving in. I'm just not.

Ask me if I ate that candy.
The answer's no, no I didn't.

Ask me if I wanted to eat that candy.
The answer's yes, yes I did.

5.

I had a little breakdown last night. Like the kind where you cry for no reason but try to find eleven different reasons. After the news about my cat passing away and the overload of the semester, I just made the wrong decision to not smile the rest of the night. But my sweet boy made sure I smiled.

It's five days until he gets to see that smile in person.

And I guarantee you that the smile won't leave my face after that.

Brady Bulldogs have a playoff game here in Abilene tomorrow night and my excitement for that is off the charts as well. Getting to see my family, some good football, and great friends. I'll slip my red gloves on, button up my coat, and get to hug all my favorite people. While yelling at the top of my lungs, "TOUCHDOWN, TOUCHDOWN, WE WANT A TOUCHDOWN!" It doesn't get better than that.

6.

Six days away.
Lord, please keep me patient.
I absolutely can not wait.

7.

It's now a week.
This time next week I'll be praying for work to zoom by as I continue to stamp deposits and cash checks.
And by the way, Drew's quote of the day has got to be, "Don't hate, situate."
Ohh dear, I like that boy.

8.

It's eight days till he gets here.
The countdown starts today.
Who am I kidding? I've been counting down since the idea hatched.

Truly, Madly, Deeply.

I called my Dad last night to talk to him, thinking I would catch him watching a little TV or cleaning out the garage. I asked, "So what are you doing?" and I hear my mom in background say loudly, "We're going on a random Thursday night date!"

They are so unbelievably in love. I love the example they have set for me. Seeing the simple ways they still flirt with each other after twenty-two years of marriage. Sometimes I feel like I get a glimps of them as newly weds, and I like that. My dad uses his creativity in the cutest ways to make my mom giddy on her hardest day. The love they share for each other truly inspires me to love with every piece of my being. To strive for a love like they have and to practice the patience and edurance they have for each other. My father is without a doubt the most patient man I know. Not only with my bold mother but with all of his four girls. Although my mother is a very passionate woman, she uses that passion for life to love my dad in the deepest way possible. Seeing them continue to fall more in love everyday is heaven for me. And makes me and my sisters strive to find a twety-three year old version of Mr. Rod Young.

The selfless love my parents share makes me so excited to share life with a man like that someday. To love him with all that I have. To be as selfless as I can all to express that love. To trust in the Lord to guide us in the strongest love imaginable.

I guess cleaning the garage will have to wait, they're going to listen to Rod Stewart and shop for light fixtures.

I absolutely love....

-the first two minutes of a warm shower.
-being Drew's girlfriend.
-experimenting in the kitchen.
-the quilts my great-grandmother made.
-stories.
-college football on saturdays.
-photographs.
-the feel of clean sheets when I crawl into bed.
-the color green.
-successful grocery shopping.
-any picture where Drew is kissing me.
-laughing with my Mom, Daddy, and Sisters.
-Jasmine Star photography.
-learning new things.
-well-needed runs.
-bank holidays.
-really good hugs.
-helping my mom set the table.
-childhood memories.
-the grace of my Savior.
-visiting new places.
-calling my Daddy and just listening while he talks.
-creating pointless lists.

Halloween Candy and Warm Toes

Spills:

Halloween Candy: Man oh man. That stuff is all over our house. In ever bowl, in every box. The scariest part of Halloween to me is how much I give in and eat chocolate all day. And lately, it's really been scaring me.

Being called on in class and not knowing the answer: The professor looks at you and expects you to wow him with how much you read the chapter, when no one in the class even opened their book. They're all thinking. "HA! Let's see what answer you can come up cause I sure didn't have one ready."

When there are no parking spots left in the Business Lot: I just don't really feel like parking anywhere else. Anything outisde that lot is not the distance I am used to walking. So what do I end up doing? I circle around and wait till someone looks like they may be leaving, then sneakishly (and by that I mean stalkerishly) drive slowly behind them till they reach their car and back out. What's that you say? Would I like your parking spot? Why yes, I would be just delighted.

TOASTS:
My new UGG boots: My boyfriend is the greatest. And my feet definitely thank him for the warmth these shoes give me. I wear those suckas everywhere. I hate when my feet get cold, so I just slip these on before class and know that I won't have to worry about it. Bottom line, I just lurv these boots. Andrew, here's to you and knowing exactly what I needed.
The stray cat Leopold: He is just plain precious. My roommates say they hate him but then I'll catch them slipping him some leftovers or making his bed more comfortable. I know they're fallen for his soft fur and faint meow. I thoroughly enjoy seeing him waiting for me on the porch when I pull up. He adds a lot to the Radpad and I say he's a great addition. Leopold, I raise my glass to you and the way you decided to land on our yard.
Those dreaded P90X workouts: This is a love/ hate relationship I share with this DVD set. I've been faithfully doing a workout a night and strangely enough, I look forward to them everyday. Then during the workout, I'm fighting every move and coaching myself to finish Lateral Leapfrog Squats. But all in all, a toast to you Tony Horton, for repeating yourself over and over so that I can burn all the calories that Halloween candy is attacking me with.