First of all, sorry for the essay. I took it as an opportunity to show that I can actually switch my tone from conversational to structured. It even bores me to read that… but maybe my Grandma enjoyed it. Actually, she probably got bored too! Maybe some high school kid can google FORREST GUMP and steal my essay. I shouldn’t have posted it… sorryyy every body.
Went to Los Olivos with 2 of my best friends yesterday. I’d never been to that area (Los Olivos, Santa Ynez, Solvang) It was soo much fun! I loved it, we had a picnic, drank Mia’s Playground Pinot, ate DELICIOUS cupcakes and relaxed in the sunshine. It’s so beautiful in Los Olivos and Santa Ynez. Eva wrote a blog post on our trip, too! Check it out HERE. And here are some pictures, taken by Miss Amy Hurd!
Thanks for documenting the trip so beautifully Aims!
I’m having a really difficult time growing my hair out right now… I’m absolutely restraining myself from walking down to Salon Lux and chopping it. Ahhh… I’m going to be strong. If I want to have the haircut I’ve always wanted, I have to be patient. Gotta find something else to spice things up.
On my 20 minute commute to school, I’m able to really get some quiet, thoughtful time to myself. Sometimes I don’t feel like listening to the thoughts in my head so I turn up the music. Today I was thinking about the vivid dreams I had last night and I remembered that a cat jumped through my skylight onto my bed. I was less than half awake when I held the cat and hissed in it’s face, reached up and put it back through the skylight and then fell back asleep. This isn’t the first time this has happened. In fact, this isn’t even the second or third time–it’s the FOURTH TIME that a cat has landed on me in the middle of the night. Different cats too! One time, two cats fell on me. The thing is, to keep them from coming in I pinned up some lace in the skylight. So when they jump in the lace catches them and then it can’t hold, so these cats are literally dumped onto my head in the night. This is a picture of the skylight:
Those are my pillows^^^^^^^Do you see how close my bed is to the skylight?? Can you imagine a cat landing on your face in the middle of the night? Can you imagine 2 cats landing on your face in the middle of the night?
You might want to advise me to close the skylight, at which point I will assume that you’ve never slept in a lofted bed before. It gets hotter than a goats butt in a pepper patch. If I closed that window I would sufferrrrr. I’d rather have cats land on my face from time to time.