"Merry Christmas. It's Rad. Nice Ride."

Story of the Day for Dec 5th: 
The family went to Callaway Gardens for the Festival of Lights. I have never seen the lights, but have heard much about it. Well, lets start with who the fam is: Me, Mom, Tim, Austin, MeMe, Aunt Wendi, Uncle Dan, & Mrs. Reba (Dan's mom).
This was deemed a "family adventure," and if you know my family, this is never good. Something always goes wrong if someone says it's a "family adventure."
Well, I slept most of the way up, which was quite nice, but also heard some old country songs (mom likes country) and since this is what I grew up with it's nice to hear some up of it, nice feelings of home. My favs that we listened to are by Tracy Lawrence "Paint Me A Birmingham" and "If the World had a Front Porch." 
Then we got there, shopped a bit, and got on the trolley. We were all bundled up and had several blankets. The lights were BEAUTIFUL!! But on the trolley they told us to sign Christmas songs. Austin did not like this. Sooo it was really funny and of course I sang loud just for him! But then at the end we were supposed to say Merry Christmas to the people we were passing. Austin actually did, along with other little phrases, but...they were all nice! what a surprise. 
Ohhhhhh and we had these REALLLLY redneck people on the trolley with us and Austin and I found it entertaining. 
Well, we all survived, which is amazing, and it was really nice. This family adventure turned out nice. soo Merry Christmas!

You don't have red hair

Ok so, I remembered a better story for yesterday...
I was talking about my crazy professor and how he made our final optional based on if we want a better grade or not...which I'm really grateful for...so I was sitting with Katie, Emily, Kelly, and Beth while we were making that surprise for Sunday and I said that my professor also has said that since I'm Irish that I automatically get an A...Kelly said "Irish?!?" Me: "Yes" Kelly: "You're Irish?" Me: "Uhh Yeah...Sullivan!" Kelly: "But I thought you had to have red hair to be Irish. You don't have red hair." Beth: "But she's really pale"
No you do not have to have red hair to be Irish. Ooh Kelly!
Story of the Day:
I went Christmas shopping today and went to Stein Mart to check some things out. I look up across the room and who do I see...crazy MJ! AHHH. We were just talking yesterday that we hadn't seen her in so long. No worries I avoided.
And....something's wrong with my toliet. and I'm waiting for someone to come help me. ughh.
Well going to relax and knit

Sarah got upset

Ok so...I haven't posted anything in a LONG time. (and Sarah was upset that I had abandoned my blog) I really thought when I started this blog that I would post a lot more and have a lot more to say. Evidently...not. But I'm hoping maybe I can post a story a day or a thought of the day that won't bore like the 2 people following me haha. well that's not what it was really about anyways. I think way too much, so I was hoping this would be an outlet for that, but it didn't work out that way. 

Story for the day: 

I went to work and ended up having to be the secretary, wasn't expecting that. Agnes, wonderful Agnes, came in to help answer phones...but...she sat doing crossword puzzles and I still had to answer phones. But we had the lovely Beth Wilson and Emily Skinner help us with our surprise for the rest of the church on Sunday. Now we have a huge gift package for Sunday. I hope everyone likes it. We spent A LOT of time and effort on those things. You'll see. 

Well I think that will be it for today.

ALMOST FINISHED WITH THE SEMESTER!!!! excited!!

"Is this your box?"

I'm taking pinhole photography this semester and one thing you should know is that I have a wooden box that's my camera that has a little tiny hole that you have to keep uncovered for a long time in order to create a picture.  
Soooo I'm taking a picture of a window on the stairs in the art building and it's been open about 8 mins now and a class lets out, and a herd of people come down the stairs. Most people walked around the box, a couple understood what I was doing...but then...this girl reaches down picks up my camera, hands it to me, and says, "is this your box?" ................All I can say is yeah, thanks. I heard a couple people chuckle realizing that she potentially ruined my picture....but here it is and it came out