Five Hours South

Myrtle Beach is the miniature golf capitol of the world...who knew? There were probably 40 or so places to play and they are creative. So we played...



Of course we spent time at the beach. I wish I had a picture of Chris with his boogie board (it had a pic of a bulldog on top of a rebel flag).


And we hit up the new Hard Rock theme park. There were hardly any people there so we had no wait for anything, it was great.



We also went to a water park (in the rain), went to an impersonator show (where we saw Dolly Parton, Elvis, George Straight, Buddy Holly, and the Blues Brothers), and hug out at Broadway at the Beach (where we ate at Margaritaville). Overall, it was a great time!

One Year and Counting!

This computer has Vista. I can't say I'm a huge fan. For starters my 6 month old printer is not compatible with Vista. I have to 'save down' everything in order for others without Vista to be able to read them. And the pop ups...goodness sakes...it asks you 'are you sure' about everything. Well of course I'm sure-I'm the one who told you to do/open/close/delete/create it! In case any of you are out there looking to get a new computer don't bother trying to get one with XP...you can't, well unless you get a Mac.

Onto my next rant...I am in my first week of grad school and in my first week of school at work. I'm swamped! I have calendars and lists everywhere and I'm just trying to show up in the right school or hospital everyday. I'm hoping it slows down sooner rather than later...

Saving the best for last. Monday was our first anniversary...woo hoo! We celebrated for five days in Myrtle Beach. Needless to say it was a bit windy! More pictures and stories to follow.

Our Family Tragedy

First our computer started having stroke like symptoms, then virus like problems. Then as we were on our way out of town we had to drop it off at the doctors. It didn't make it. We had to replace it. Its a long tragic story. It explains my absence from the world wide web. I'm back. Now on a new red hot laptop...no really, its red. And simply striking in our orange office!

Lucky Number Seven

Seven things most people dont know about ME...

1. I've been secretly watching Tori & Dean.
2. I have never broken a bone but have had three stiches twice.
3. I didn't really care for dogs as a child (don't tell Mazie and Emma).
4. I'm a good shot (you know, with a gun).
5. I'm currently trying to learn to hem pants.
6. I have a 'fake it til you make it philosophy' at work and it works.
7. I once broke into a strangers house to use the bathroom.

Rodrigo Y Gabriella

Last night Chris and I went to see what was explained to us as a Mexican acustic guitar duo. A Mexican flare and no vocals, not really my thing. To say the least, I was not expecting much more than a fun night out with friends. Boy was I wrong. It was wickedly entertaining. It was two hours of standing (regretably in heels) and watching fast fingered rythmic techniques. The sound was amazing and very unlike anything I've heard.


They are Rodrigo and Gabriela, aka Rodgab. Originally from Mexico, though are now Dublin based. I would descrbe their unique style as rock meets Latin. Click here to learn more www.rodgab.com or here to see them on youtube.

I highly recommed catching them in concert if you have the chance.

Random Thoughts of a 29-Year-Old

I remember when my brother, Austin, was 14 he told me I was to old to understand what he was talking about. One minute I was the cool older sister, the next I was the old older sister- at 23! I remember thinking...when did I become an adult, much less an old one? At 23, I had just graduated college, was in grad school and I was still partying as hard as ever- I was the epitome of cool.

Over the last 10 years I recall periodically thinking to myself 'being an adult is strangely like being a kid with different rules.' Last year, as I was getting ready for my wedding, I said 'I can't believe I'm getting married', as if I couldn't possibly be old enough. My friend, Kendall, said to me, "you have a career, a mortgage and a soon-to-be husband and you still think you are a kid." She was right.

I was talking about this with my dad and he told me once I had kids I would feel differently. Perhaps. But do I really want to feel differently?

Well, I was watching Oprah (sounds like an old thing to do but I've done it all my life so it doesn't count) and the Jonas brothers were on. Apparently they are the hottest thing right now and I didn't even know who they were! That made me feel a bit old.

I also notice I now turn down the radio in the car when I'm thinking. Old. I think the younger generations shoes and clothes are dumb. Old. I get a kick out of forwards titled 'if you were a kid in the 80's'. Old.

Maybe I am an adult, an adult in denial.

Genius or Organizational Crisis?

Haven't you heard that a messy desk is a sign of a genius? Or did I make that up?

My work away from home has gotten me a bit behind on my work at home. Starting with my desk. It is actually resembles a war zone. I'm not really sure where I'm going wrong. I cut back on many of the things I previously keep such as bills and statements. Anything paper that can easily be found online I trash. Yet the paper is out of control. As I look around at the mess I see stuff I've been meaning to address, a couple wedding cards that need to go out, some misc. pictures needing to find homes, coupons, work papers, need I go on...


As if the desk isn't bad enough the mess is migrating to other areas. The sewing table and the school table (courtesy of my kleptomania days).




And of course, the top of the stairs. This is where my efforts to clean downstairs fail miserably.


Hopefully, sharing this with the world will motivate me to organize!