Little did she know...

[I've started this post about three times now, and I realize it's nothing new, but it's been on my mind for a while now. Sorry in advance for how disconnected it seems. You can bear with me or bail out now. The choice is up to you ;) ] It was just yesterday that I was sitting criss cross applesauce in the middle of my living room floor, multitasking. Some like to call it ADD. I prefer "multitasking." Music, social networking, reading a book, something on the TV, ticket shopping... all these distractions from what my mind was mulling over and over. A friend and I were walking the other night, just like old times, after the town had gone to sleep, when the stars were bright and the moon was full. The trees were dripping and the sidewalk was sloppy... it was such a reminiscent time of the past four-ish years of our lives that we have spent in this town. I know that when I think of summer nights, I'm going to think of this time of life. When it's war...

Alright, alright, I'm guilty of taking stalker pictures of people that are 1. abnormal looking 2. stereotypical looking 3. picturesque looking 4. exceptionally good-looking 5. MADE ME LAUGH-looking [so that's probably the most common reason.] So anyways. without further ado: a series of stalker pictures from my recent journey to GA. river street goodness airport goodness interstate goodness our airbrush tat lady more river street goodness xfactor try-outs! city market goodness beach goodness I'm probably most pleased with the beach stalker pictures, but the rest of them well. they're worth it :)

no thanks to American Airlines for delayed flights and lost luggage spending every night on river street in Savannah, getting to know the local color. with these besties. who ever thought that a summer at our bistro would end us all up in GA together? beach time. which we discovered was possible to do without towels. although we wouldn't exactly recommend it. juicy goodness getting our game faces on, and braving [haha] the nonsense cold. we left SD to get warm, GA... where's the love? midnight coffee and five dollar parking. it was worth it, but spendy. Now i am back to reality. which means i have to clean my poor neglected house. and do piles of laundry. and reconnect with my sunday school kids. and try not to spend money for a while.