It's not the pale moon...

Look at those paws! How big are we gonna get, Tank?

Mom and Andrew at Luke's wedding.

Leah and Andrew at Luke's wedding.

The coolest boutonniere I've ever seen (Luke's)

Sickly me and the pup.

There are some pictures to make up for not blogging :)

I have a cuddle bug for a puppy. I love the company.

It's finally summer in Monterey. 88 today. Not bad, not bad.

I'm finally getting some answers on all my stomach pain. What a long process.

Today, in the heat, I am enjoying the sun and good music. And the company of Tank of course.

It's hard to believe that I've been in Monterey for almost whole year and that I'll be going back home soon. I'm ready for the move though. Ready to roll up my sleeves and accomplish things.

S'mores

My trip home was like a breath of fresh air.
For the first time this summer I slipped off my shoes and stood on my mom's front lawn. The grass was wet and cool. It felt like summer to me.

I loved seeing family and friends.
Kami and I had a late night Denny's run just like old times. It so good to catch up with her again.
Ro came over and we made s'mores over the stove top. It was so refreshing to have her over reminiscing about high school and girl's camp. I could not see her for twenty years and we'd still be just as close.

Every detail for Luke and Vanessa's wedding was gorgeous.
I am so blessed I got to make it out to the wedding.
The last of the triplets is married.

Saturday morning and Sunday morning I landed myself in the hospital... But we figured that it wouldn't have been a real trip home if I hadn't have gone to the hospital haha.

Upon request- another blog post

I learned to french braid my bangs. Pretty much because everyone is doing it. It's not flattering to my face really. I have quite the forehead. Whatever.

I am going to my triplet brother's wedding. He's the last of the three to be wed. So we're kind of a big deal. Kidding.

I am sitting, counting the minutes until I can leave to go to the airport. Naturally my excitement has effected my sleep... or the lack thereof. I'm sure that once I get on my flight from my layover I will crash and be the girl who slept the whole flight. I hope I don't drool or something embarrassing. I once had a man rest his head on me shoulder and talk in his sleep. Weirdo.

I am a bit sick and that didn't help my restless night either. I was tossing and turning and staring at the clock for hours. Weird fact about me: If I am sick I would rather not sleep than sleep with my mouth open.

Sigh


On a different note:
Summer 2011 has been a rather boring and strange summer.
I wish it was full of tan lines and long warm nights with my friends. Instead, I have a lame excuse for a tan and I had a handful of busts for Friday nights. I hardly even bothered going out on Saturdays. Boo.

Sniffle

Wellllll.... I suppose I'll repack my bag just so I have something to do.

I'll be sure to blog about the wedding. It will be lovely.

Flapper girl headband

Made this today for a little one