packing. i am not a good packer.
So I am starting my packing today. Yes it takes me several days to pack.
I am not a quick decision maker and I am an overpacker.
My mom told me to lay out what I wanted to bring and then pack half that.
Half that?!!
Ouch.
10 days in London sounds like a long time to me. I want to pack cute outfits and fun shoes and hats and….someone reign me in.
I might run into someone important. Say Kate and William. I want to make a good first impression!
Whew, thanks Kate. I appreciate the support. Although when you traveled to the US this past year I doubt you did it one bag.
Apparently the way to do this whole packing thing is layering. Layer after layer after layer without looking like the Pillsbury doughboy.
But I definitely am packing an umbrella. Which since it hasn’t rained in Austin in almost 3 months I had to go buy one. The man at Walgreens looked at my purchase and immediately asked where I was going.
I guess I should get started. I mean that suit case isn’t going to pack itself. Wish me luck!
Are you an overpacker? Any tips?
psa: i was wrong
Omigosh.
Omigosh.
OH MY GOSH.
It isn’t often that I like admitting when I am wrong.
I mean who likes saying those three little words.
“I. was. wrong.”
Not me. Not me at all.
So here you go. I am going to say it out loud for the world to hear.
I WAS WRONG.
Remember a few weeks ago when I claimed to not like Dexter?
Keith and I finished season one yesterday and [wait for it]….
I am hooked!
It is so good!!
I was wrong!
Dexter rocks.
All of you were right.
We have season two ready to go but Keith promised he wouldn’t watch any episodes while I am away in London.
Any bets on if he actually keeps that promise?

He better!
i’m sick
I’m sick.
With a cold.
I blame Keith.
He got it first.
And you want to know the kick in the pants?
I leave on Sunday for 10 days in London!!!
My mom is taking me. It’s a girl trip. We did a trip to Paris five years ago.
It’s time for another.
So germs…you have exactly 6 days to invade my body, do your thing, and get the eff out.
Seriously.
6 days.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I hate being sick.
But London…let’s talk about London!
My mom, me and her friend Shelley are heading over to the UK for 10 days of girly fun!
To say that I am excited would be an understatement.
I am ecstatic! But….
I am going to miss Keith.

Even if he did give me this stinkin’ cold.
What’s the coolest place you’ve ever been?
i remember
I know the 10 year anniversary of 9/11 was yesterday but I since I don’t post on the weekends I wanted to say a few words today.
I watched the 9/11 America Remembers special yesterday morning and my heart broke all over again. I was filled with three emotions: Sadness, Pride and Encouragement.
Sadness for all the innocent lives lost. For all the devastation forced upon so many people, the destruction inflicted on our country and the unfairness of it all. Such a senseless act.
Pride for the courageous men and women on Flight 93, the everyday heroes of the city of NYC and the firefighters. Pride. So much pride.
Encouragement that America will never forget. Encouragement that we will not become complacent. Encouragement that we can join with the rest of the world and stop terror across the globe. Encouragement that we will remember what we are fighting for every day.
I will never forget.
I remember exactly where I was that morning. Exactly what I was doing. I was 20 years old and had just started my Junior year of college. I was driving to class when I heard the news. And the first person I called was Keith. We were not dating; we were not involved. I had no idea that 5 years later I would marry him but on that morning the only person I wanted to talk to was him.
Classes were cancelled. I spent the day with my roommates huddled around the television. We watched hour after hour of devastation and heartbreak. That was the first time in my life I felt unsafe. Scared to be an American. Plane after plane was being rerouted to the College Station airport. We heard them all day long. They just kept coming. It wa surreal.
I am not ashamed to say that I think all terrorists are evil and deserve the Hell that awaits them. I hope we get them all.
9/11. I will never forget.

Do you remember where you were on 9/11?







