I went to Tennessee last summer for a week..or maybe longer.  I can’t remember exactly, but for all of those days, including the night we arrived, my good friend Cassie and I sat in the pool for hours.  Since then, I have wanted to go back and sit in that pool every. single. day.  I actually have dreams of it.  There are no other pools I know of that relieve MASSIVE humidity mixed with hundred degree weather, with such beautiful, clear, chlorine filled ease as that one did.  There are also no other pools that I know of that show the movie Madagascar on a big screen right by the pool at night, AND have karaoke by it during the day.  Oh, how I miss it.

Next, I’m sorry that I don’t blog consistently.  Even though I’m sure for some of you that may be a relief.  I can be exhausting sometimes.  The truth is though…consistency hasn’t been my thing for the past two years.  Except for my grades, thank goodness..Those have been consistently good, everything else though, nope.  Ask when the last time I washed my car was.  Ask.  I dare you.  Actually don’t..because I can’t even remember.  But you know what??  I used to wash it once every two weeks…and then I went to school.  Also, you know that trip to Tennessee I mentioned above?  Well….I took hundreds and hundreds of pictures with the intent of showing the world, and they are just sitting on my computer getting dusty because I don’t follow through…same with an under water wreck the dress photoshoot that I did with my older sister Amanda in August.  School has killed me.  Not to worry though, when I finish in May, I’m gonna edit them.  And then maybe show you guys some around July 15th…..when I left for Tennessee last year….uhg.  That POOL!

Last thing, it was almost 80 degrees at school this week, spring is in full force in San Jose and Salinas, and you know that means?  Spiders.  We live near a creek…or something that is supposed to be a creek but hardly ever is. Except for that one time when it rained FOREVER and it got so full that I went swimming in it with the best friend (don’t worry, that was before I knew what germs were…and spiders apparently.) So…back to what I was saying, we live near a creek, and from that creek…come gigantic, size of a vehicle, spiders.  Some of them are normal shaped…but some of them have butts the size of marbles.  I don’t like their big butts, and I’m not lying.  One time I found a plump and juicy one in my room the night before I went on a missions trip to Mexico with my church…and it took me almost a half hour to muster up the courage to kill it.  Maybe I’ll write a story about that someday.  It was a super stressful situation for me…and we have video of it.

Yep! I think that about sums it up.