One of those days...

Have you ever had one? One of those days where you just can't stand to be around people.

Well, today is one for me.

Work has been so frustrating today. I just want to go home and not deal with people or anything that comes with them. Is that too much to ask?

I have a headache and I don't feel good. I don't think it is too much.

Anyway...I'm counting down until five o'clock when I can cuddle up in pj's with Aspen and a good book.

Fate? Is that you?

So I'm not a real big believer in fate, horoscopes, (yes, I still check it almost daily lol) and all that stuff but the other day I read this in my horoscope...

"Turn 'I wish' into 'I will' and 'I can't' into 'I can.' Don't you think it's about time you started taking yourself seriously? So stop telling yourself that your plans, hopes and desires are silly. Don't dismiss what your soul is trying to tell you. Listen to your secret wishes and see where they lead you. Now is the time. Who knows? You might be about to start one heck of an incredible journey."

For some reason this really hit me. I'm a senior in college. And it is time I start acting like it. I'm not saying that I'm going to be a super serious person and not do anything fun anymore like go out when I have a paper due that week but it is time for me to get serious about life.

Pretty soon I will be graduating and I will have to grow up. I need to make the most of the time I have left at school!

So its time to start listening to my heart and stop worrying about others so much...this year could get interesting! :)

Really random.

Last weekend was amazing! My friends came into town to help me celebrate my very belated 21st birthday. My mentor, Maggie, came to show me the ropes and she did an excellent job. The night included: Margaritas at El Vaq (delicious), The Cricket, The Penny, Willie's, karaoke, Spice Girls, Limey's, creepy compliments, dancing, weird old people, and best friends. It was so so so much fun! I can't wait for everyone to be back in this college town for good. :)

Also, I randomly ran upon this song today. I think it pretty much sums up how I'm feeling right now...except for the being 33 part lol. Enjoy!

Middle Ground
Mary Chapin Carpenter

For years she's lived on her own
In a corner of the city
Twice a year she gets back home
Playing catch-up with the family

She tells her folks what they need to know
Her mother says she's much too thin
Her sisters ask about her beau
Her dad inquires, how's business been

She's thirty-three this time around
She's always been real good at listening
Her sense of humor never lets her down
Except sometimes there's something missing

Hey, middle ground
A place between up and down
She could be safe and sound
Oh, to know middle ground

For years she's been on her guard
She's kind of tense around the shoulders
She wonders why she works so hard
She counts the days 'til they promote her

She'll take a weekend now and then
To stay in bed and watch the reruns
She'll turn the phone off when guilt sets in
But Sunday always kinda leaves her let down

Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down
She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground

She gave her heart away one time, and says that she hasn't seen it since
Love's a puzzle in her mind; the pieces match, but don't quite fit; hey...
And these days run thick or thin
It never rains, or else it's pouring
All her single friends are men
She thinks married girls are so damn boring

Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down
She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground
Hey, middle ground; a place between up and down
She could be safe and sound; oh, to know middle ground
Oh, to know middle ground; oh, to know middle ground

Home Sweet Home...I think?

When does your hometown and your house with your parents not become home anymore? I have lived "out on my own" for the last two years. I use the term "out on my own" lightly because my parents are generous enough to help me out....a lot. My sister and brother-in-law help me out as well...which is also very nice of them.

But, I do have my own house. I'm responsible for doing my laundry, cleaning, cooking, and taking care of my own schedule. Granted not all of those get done all the time but still its my responsibility.

When am I no longer allowed to drive home and bring two weeks worth of laundry to do? I guess I just need to know at what age is that not appropriate anymore lol. I realize that my Mom and Dad will always want me to come home and visit...its just a matter of growing up that I don't bring laundry and projects for them to help me with.

Since I have my own place and I live in Stillwater away from my parent's house, is it still my home? I still consider it my home. But when do I change the phone number in my phone from "Home" to "Mom and Dad?" It is confusing. I will have to decide that one later on down the road because I can't justify changing it right now.

So, I guess in a way, that little farm three miles east of Perry, America, will always be home.

I'm back!

Wow. Its been awhile since this girl has been in the blog world. But, I have to say...the time away was amazing. So what happened?

Well, I finally went on my trip to Ireland! I absolutely fell in love with the country. The people were so nice. The weather was awesome. And I learned so much.

Its kind of hard to sum up 12 days in a different country but some of the highlights were:

~ The first night we went out in Galway. My first time to be "clubbing" and lets just say...its a night I will never forget.
~ Jameson Whiskey was one of my favorite tours.
~ You can look at as many pictures as you want but you won't realize the beauty of the Cliffs of Moher until you go there.
~ A "full Irish breakfast" is a little much after awhile.
~ I kissed the Blarney Stone. Its still up in the air whether I got the "gift of blarney" or not.
~ Irish dairies look a lot like American ones.
~ Waterford crystal is gorgeous. And expensive.
~ Castles are amazing. I want to live in one.
~ Irish stud farms are where all the hot guys are. Just saying.
~ The Irish Derby was by far my favorite, even though I didn't bet anything.
~ There are actual legit deer farmers in Ireland.
~ They really do eat that many potatoes.
~ The scenery is as gorgeous as you think it would be...if not more.
~ Its called the land of 40 shades of green for a reason.

I'm sure there is much much more I could say about my trip...but I think I've gone on long enough. But...here are some pictures just cause. :)