The Gypsy Life For Me

I wish that I could live a gypsy life (well kind of - maybe not a true gypsy). I would love, love, love to be able to travel and live different places. Not even necessarily other countries. I wouldn't mind traveling and living in different places around the U.S. It would be so wonderful to not have to worry about the daily grind - to just see different places....How would I start?

First stop - California: To live on the beach and soak in a Californian tan

Second stop - Wyoming: For an entire winter I would be a snow bunny!

Third stop - Colorodo: Snow mobiling is calling my name

Forth stop - Arizona: See my by large cacti and the Grand Canyon

Fifth stop - Texas: Learn the true cowgirl lifestyle and maybe even to ride bulls!

Sixth stop - Michigan: To live by the Great Lakes

Seventh stop - New York: Design in style and to see the city life

Eighth stop - Las Vegas, NV: Oh, you know why.

Ninth stop - Maryland: It is absolutly BEAUTIFUL there

Tenth stop - Washington D.C: To soak in everything about our nations capital

Eleventh stop- The Carolinas: Experience true southern antebellum tradition

Twelvth stop - Tennessee: Kereoke to become famous

Thirtheeth stop - Maine: To learn how to fish for crab


Ah, that is about it. Of course, in the meantime I would learn Italian and stay in Italy for a while and come back home!


It makes me smile to just think about this type of lifestyle. Not a care in the world. I wish that I didn't have to worry about holding down a career for the rest of my life - but that I could travel to all of these places, move their for a while at each, and just have fun and enjoy life to the fullest. I think that this could one day be a reality.

The Sunday Grind

As bad as I hate to say it...we skipped out on church this morning *us too JoJo* because H is helping my fam put up a new tin roof. Sometimes I just need a break, and unfortunatly that means Sunday. Church, for us, is such a massive production. It takes an hour to get their one way, then we have to eat, then come home. Just to go to church means 5 hours of the day + gas. I'd like to put that money as my tithe, but instead...it just gets me there and back. I still got up at the crack, but I was able to clean and chill - and I needed it. The roof looks amazing!!! My parents needed a new roof so badly. It is a deep chocolate-charcoal color. Now they will not ever need a new roof for the rest of their lifetime. So, the boys have been putting up tin since 6a.m. I cleaned house - which I only do on Sundays because when the family comes on the weekend they mess everything up and it is pointless to even try to keep tidy. I wait until Sunday so I can live in peace all through the week. It's clean now and smellin' nice!

One thing I adore about my BF is that he likes the Pixar animated kids movies like me :) We are just kids at heart still. I went to pick out a movie while ago and called him about renting I am Legend. Instead he yelled *oh, oh, what about that Bee movie....it looks good* haha. I got it of course! So we will be watching that after dinner.

I have chicken boiling as we speak. As requested, I am cookin' chicken -n- dumplin's. My own recipe. Nothing fancy but is delicious. I am making glazed carrots and cabbage as the sides. H has to have cabbage at every meal I think. It's his favorite veggie.

My dad used a sledge hammer to break the doorknob to our house this weekend. He locked his keys in the house, got made, grabbed a sledge hammer and literally knocked our doorknob off. He had to replace the whole entire thing. I asked why he did that when my G'parents next door have a key. That was so silly...

Work is on the horizen in the morning. The weekends just go by way too fast. I just wish I had one more day!!!

SPAM (not from a can)

A message from Blogger: Blogger's spam-prevention robots have detected that your blog has characteristics of a spam blog. (What's a spam blog?) Since you're an actual person reading this, your blog is probably not a spam blog. Automated spam detection is inherently fuzzy, and we sincerely apologize for this false positive.

We received your unlock request on March 30, 2008. On behalf of the robots, we apologize for locking your non-spam blog. Please be patient while we take a look at your blog and verify that it is not spam.

O.K. Blogger obviously has a good thing going for them by having something in play to block spam. And they have a commical way to appologize through a message. I just feel like there has to be some type of glich that makes a non-spam blog look like spam. Surley there is an IT Geek that knows how to fix this!? This is the second time this has happened, and my blog has been on hold. If you click on "What's a Spam Blog" Blogger says that an actual human being has to look and see if it really isn't spam! How much do they get paid?

So, if a real person is actually reading this to unlock my other WeddingTale blog - lemme know if you need some help. I could use some extra cash!

Not much Happenin'

I attend my friends wedding today. It was at the American Village (old Colonial style chapel and structures). Of course it was beautiful...everyone who attended our college gets married there it seems like.

Other than that...this has been a totally unproductive day. Not necessarily lazy, just unproductive. I wanted to do something fun tonight, but instead, we are wathching basketball....

humph....

Not much to say about today....nothing is going on!

Wounded Warrior Project

I just want to extend my deepest thanks to our American Soldiers. They sacrafice so much for us to be able to live freely. It is so easly taken for granted. Always remember Home of the free, because of the brave.

I have a deep passion and genuine concern for our wounded veterans. These men and women fought the battle, and have the wounds of freedom to show for it. I want to help out. I have found an awesome organization called the Wounded Warrior Project.

I am going to write thank you letters to our wounded veterans thanking them and their familes for their sacrafice. These letters are to be mailed to the organizations headquarters in Jacksonville, Florida. The letters will be given to wounded veterans and soldiers in a bookbag care package at hospitals around the country. Its so sad to think that some of these soldiers come home to nothing. No clothes, no food, no soap, no home. It's just not right.

I am hopeful that I can one day volunteer more time at veteran hospitals - and maybe one day host my own event! That would be the greatest feeling ever.

Also, the organization welcomes creative ideas for cool events and fundraisers around the country. If you have an idea please submit!

I feel that this is the absolute least I can do for the courage, bravery, and sacrifce these people have done for me personally, and for my country.

Keep this in the back of your mind. And if you ever want to share your thanks - get involved with the Wounded Warrior Project.

Why God Made Me Brunette

I highlighted my cousins hair yesterday. At her request...she wanted that color to be that of "Porn Star Blonde." Oh, we got it there all right. It looked great on her (as best porn star blonde could). She has always worn her hair bleached out and it looks great. She asked me why on earth I never want to highlight my hair. I explained that some people are just born brunette, and God made them that way for a reason. She made a silly face in disbelief. "But it would look soooo cute" if you would...

Hmmm, my first point proved so. God made me brunette and I am proud of it!

I could be mistaken for either:

A. a cheap prostitute

B. halloween costume fashion model

C. trailer trash as seen on news footage after a tornado hit

D. rodeo clown

E. someone who works in a tatoo parlor

F. groupie

G. lot lizard

F. none of the above (and stay brunette)

That was just for fun!

I also created a new blog (that hopefully I can keep up with unlike my outdoors blog). This one will be relevant - one day - and fun. Follow along if you wish...if not, wish me luck at weddingtale.blogspot.com.

Gone Fishing

Springtime means more time to throw out the line! We went fishing at our pond last weekend. We only caught 2 fish! I was surprised that fish were still in those ponds! It has been so long since anyone has fished. Jacob and Wade are just getting older and busier and not interested anymore. Just kind of sad when everyone grows up and things aren't the same anymore...but that is just l.i.f.e.