Catch Up.

Man oh man... so much to do. so little time. I can't tell you how many times I've sat down to write this post and my internet goes out and all is lost. (Actually I can tell you. Twice.)

Last weekend made me feel really old. We celebrated the last of the 21st birthdays. When did this happen?

The beautiful blond baby next to me (in the pink skirt) was the birthday diva for the night. 

When did I get old enough to start planning my roommates 22nd birthday?? Ew. Not a fan.

Ironically, Kat, Kacey and I went to go play at a park the next day. Maybe we were feeling old and depressed... Maybe we just wanted to roam the lands we've called home for the past 3 years. Whatever the reason, I'm glad we did it because we stumbled upon one of the prettiest places in Auburn.

 How I've  lived here for 3 years and never been to this park before is beyond me.

Peaceful doesn't even begin to describe... maybe I'll have to bring my family when they come to visit :)


...I bet the sunsets would be killer here too.


This weekend marks the start of football season. My last one as a college student. (Damn.) 

We're playing Clemson in Atlanta so a bunch of us are going to the big ATL for the holiday weekend.

Lately (not that it's a bad thing) I've been very overwhelmed with gratitude and thankfulness. I realize how quick I am to forget that there is so much to be thankful for on a day-to-day basis.

Maybe it's the storms, maybe it's that I'm a senior and I'm getting nostalgic but...

Life is great... Be gracious for what you've been given.

-Lo.

Under.

Today I was feeling as they say "under the weather" a phrase I learned originated from sailors way back when (the 1800s to be more precise). 

It is said that the weather deck on the boat is often the roughest part of the ship causing one to feel ill. Sailors would go to the lower portion of the boat, away from the weather,  to help them feel better faster.

They were literally "under the weather" and thus...the phrase to describe my state of being.

So here is to my 4th cup of my favorite tea in my favorite mug in hopes of a speedy recovery...

 

...and to the NyQuil I just took; May it wear off before my 7a.m. wake-up call. 

-Lo. 

Most Of The Time.

Well August is here and almost over...time is already passing by so quickly! Make it stop! Please?

School is going to be overwhelming this semester with working and keeping up with friends/sorority things etc. but as my mom put it, I usually like to be busy. So we'll see how all of that goes... 

A lot of my friends have been having relationship struggles and troubles recently-something everyone can (unfortunately) relate to. But as I laid in bed and caught up with my friend Taylor, via facebook chat (the communication we have to resort to due to her residence in Greenwich, CT), she offered some wise words her mom gave her that I thought I would share with all of you. 

She was telling me about a relationship she had where she put up with too much of...well everything. And who hasn't been there, right? One of those where you look at yourself in the mirror and say "since when do I put up with s**t like this?" 

This guy was nice about 85-90% of the time but the other 10% he was just mean and seemingly looking for arguments for the sake of arguing. 

Taylor said she was talking to her mom about it one day and she looked at her and said, "Taylor, yeah he's nice most of the time, but you deserve more than 'most of the time'." 

A quote from a book I read in high school says it all: "we accept the love we think we deserve." 

Sometimes I think we lose sight of what we actually deserve, which is sad because all the people I know deserve a whole heck of a lot...

So that's that. 

Xx, 

-Lo.