Festival of Light

As I sit listening to my mom help my niece with her math homework, I am reminded of how genuinely amazing my mother is.  She is always there when you need her, she is willing to help you with hours worth of homework, and she's a great shopping buddy.  I consider myself blessed to even know her, let alone be her daughter.  

I went to the Festival of Light with some old friends tonight.  The three of them drove down from Edmond and I met them there. Autumn and Heather had never been before so it was fun to see their reactions.  It's so easy to forget how amazing the lights are when you see them every year.  

Retail Therapy

Over the years my retail therapy addiction has grown. For instance...one time after a horrid week, I bought diamond earrings, a few weeks ago, I had had a bad day so i bought shoes,....the list goes on forever. Since I work and don't really have a lot of bills, I have the ability to spend that money on things I want. Yes, I save most of it but I don't hesitate to buy something if I really want it. Which brings me to these boots...
I think I could possibly be in love with them....or maybe it's just a minor infatuation, I can't tell. I finished finals last week, so I feel as though I deserve a treat. However, I'm not sure if I like the whole boots fashion trend. But if I'm gonna join the trend, I'm gonna do it up right...hense the AMAZING boots :). Usually purchasing something like this doesn't bother me, and my click happy finger never seems to mind. But, I don't want to order these boots and never wear them.
Anyways, I'll leave you with this thought (which came from my friend Colton); if pinocchio said his nose would grow, would it grow?

64-Color Box

I've had this blog for over a year now--it began as an assignment for one of my Communication classes. However, I have now decided to revamp it and turn it into a real blog. I have been debating doing this for awhile now, and finally decided to do it.
Today's blog was inspired by my dear friend Kylee...she tagged me in a note on facebook about waiting for the guy who can offer more than just the ordinary. This is what her note said:

“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "Hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "Oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "No - I want magenta!"”
- John Mayer

Often times I fail to realize that there are good guys out there. After being screwed over by so many guys, you begin to believe they are all like that. However, with help from Kylee, I was reminded that there is better out there...and I deserve it!