i like days off...

because i can:

organize my closet

drink dc

tan for 3 hours

jam out to jordin sparks "battlefield" on repeat

not shower till 4

kc

plus

equals

a party on aug. 20. can't wait.

false.

i recently read on em's blog that caffiene makes you age. i am living proof that this is false. im told on a regular basis that i look 15. plus georgia drinks coke like me, and she looks 20. im gonna keep drinkin my dc.

happy f-day mr.d

i hit the jackpot in the dad department. mike is the best...he's hilare, smart, tender, and supportive. no matter what's happened in my life, he's always been right there with advice and love. he's a rockstar {and a wannabee sears catalog model}.

thurday.

thursday has always been my favorite day of the week. i don't know why i picked it, but i think it's because the weekend gets so much attention and i felt bad for thursday. i also used to wear socks that were burried at the bottom of my drawer because i felt bad that they never got any attention from my feet. my mom tried to explain that socks don't have feelings, but i was set in my ways.

anyways, thursdays rock because institute in on thursdays, so brynn and i make it our date night. tonight we hit up insty, returned brynn's i-trip to target, ate dinner with audrey at cfa, and then watched a lil girls softball game at the fields by our house. we didnt even know any of the girls that were playing, but it was a hoot to watch them. the team we were cheering for won....im pretty sure it was because brynn and i were there. just sayin. good times.

stay sweet.

lately my dreams have been uber memorable. last week, i had a dream that andy samberg and i dated after he got home from his mission. he even showed me a pic of him on his mission with a lady he taught the gospel to and he was rockin a fake stache. ha. when i woke up, i was devistated. i really liked that dream.

only brynn...

could make institute hilare.