Painful memories

I was reminded yesterday why I don't play softball anymore. I got frickin pegged in the shins - that's right, that's shins, not shin - with the friggin ball. It was a line drive straight to my leg, and the ball ricocheted off one leg and hit the other. At first it was a sharp sting followed by a dull throbbing, but boy did I feel it when I got home. The kid got out by the way - I purposely kicked the ball towards first so the first baseman could just pick it up and get the moron out. Seriously, I meant to do that. Unfortunately the lovely play cost me skirt priveleges for the next few weeks. Perfect timing too, with graduation and grad fiestas coming up. Maybe I'll learn how to glob on cover-up so it doesn't show. I should come up with my own product, 'make up for legs'. That's probly what stockings are for.

Uptown girl

I know it's been a while since I last posted anything, I've been busy with various things. I can't believe I'm graduating in a few weeks! It seems unreal. Time has really flown by. The other thing I really can't believe is I'm moving to NYC in a few months! Talk about a major change. I'm super excited and super scared at the same time. Life as I know it pretty much won't exist anymore in July. Very little's gonna be the same as it is now, but I can't wait to see what God's got in store for me in the very near future.

Where'd all the good people go? NEW JERSEY!!

There's something in the drinking water. Or maybe it's just that good weather actually does put people in better moods and changes them. Yesterday while going around and doing my business, people were unusually nice. I felt like I was back in Tennessee, not in Jersey. Every person I passed made eye contact and said hi. Seriously. All of them. I kept thinking that maybe my fly was open and they were smiling cuz they were trying not to laugh, but I checked and that wasn't it. It was so weird, in a good way. That's evidence that Jerseyans aren't inherently evil.

Eat meat

I came across this article in the NY Times about Argentina and just had to pull a few quotes from it:

On a per capita basis, people here may be the biggest consumers of beef in the world. Each year, the average Argentine eats nearly 150 pounds of beef, more than twice as much as an average American does.

"I always buy beef, and I'm not going to stop now just because a politician tells me to," Amelia Rava, a homemaker, said outside a supermarket here Thursday. "If I came home without beef, the family would kill me."

Change

Learn to embrace change, and you'll begin to recognize that life is in constant motion, and every change happens for a reason. When you see boundaries as opportunities, the world becomes a limitless place, and your life becomes a journey of change that always finds its way.

I love that quote. And it's so true. So much is changing all around me, and so much more has yet to drastically change. And I'm incredibly excited and happy and anxious about all of it at the same time. My life as a college student is coming to an end, and fast. I get to move in three months. I'm gonna be a med student in 5 months. Life as I know it will be completely flipped upside down. And I can't wait for it.

The summer wind came blowing in

Tis the season for sandals, skirts, and strawberry smoothies. I'm loving it!

This is how meat's done right 

taking a breather 

I'm not sure what kev's doing here, but whatever it was must've been funny 

the man in charge - thanks for a fantabulous weekend!! 

someone stole my camera and was either incredibly inebriated or likes taking dizziing photos 

my favorite urso in the world - thanks for the $3000 birthday party lol 

havin a grand ol time 

besos para la chica de cumpleanos 

Jason couldn't keep his eyes open in any pictures for the life of him - even the sideshot didn't work too well 

We went into the city to celebrate my 21st!! Wardrobe change at the Makar's - I had my outfit planned out, but was completely redressed, all the way down to my shoes 

I think they're used to families like us - despite their hardest efforts, we weren't kicked out 

chicken hearts in his tummy 

chicken hearts in his mouth 

chicken hearts on his fork