Weekend according to Instagram

 A few of my favorite, most fall-ish activities include visiting the pumpkin patch, picking out a pumpkin, getting lost in a corn maze, taking a hay ride, and carving out the pumpkins into anything I could ever imagine (like pretty stars, or Kermit the frog, or Snow White). On Saturday, I did all of them with Luke and Rachel. It was wonderful.
And of course, we couldn't leave without getting our picture as floating goat and sheep heads. Luke opted out and insisted he had to be the one to hold the camera.

P.S. I said hi to Santa at the Celebration Village. You'd think he'd be to busy to visit us in little Tupelo, Mississippi. But, no. He asked me if I had been a good girl. And then I promptly jumped up and down yelling, "SANTA! I KNOW HIM!!!" Like this.

Well, maybe not just like that.

Weekend according to Instagram

I spent Columbus Day weekend with (most of) the family at our friend's penthouse in Fort Walton Beach, FL. There was a hammock. On the deck of the penthouse. The weather was perfect and my weekend consisted of sleeping on the beach, sleeping in the hammock, sleeping in my bed, reading on the beach, reading in the hammock, reading in my bed. Oh, and a liiittle bit of watching movies, playing bananagrams, and snuggling with friends' puppy. It was wonderful. Did I mention there was a hammock on the deck of the penthouse?

life goes on.

 We like to shake things up in class. Give us a pipe cleaner and we'll take a mile.

 

 Hawt.

Last weekend, Mom & Dad were out of town, Katie was in Jackson, and Jonathan was at Andrew's. And we took full advantage of that fact. Savannah came over Friday night and we spent the night on the town. Saturday night, Kelley and I made some potato skins and some sides and ate out on the porch, candles and Chinese lanterns and all. Then, we watched a movie and ate ice cream. It's spring nights like these that make me want to live outside.

Just two weeks left of school. I've started my 40-hour project. My room once again smells like paint thinner. And I am loving it (painting, not the smell of paint thinner).

Before long I'll be packing for camp and off in the sunshine with some kiddos in my chacos. Can't. Wait.

Weekend and Valentine's Day.

As much as I love doing things chronologically and as much as it bothers me when things are not so, well, I'm just throwing all that out the window right now.
Valentine's Day weekend and day first, then Teenpact and then the blankets of snow we got in early January. I've gotten a little behind. . .in lots of things (thanks, TeenPact), but one by one I'm catching up. Bear with me. Yes, I know this throws out all order. Oh well.

This weekend after unpacking from Teenpact. Woah, freeze. I actually unpacked my bags the day after I got home. After a trip, my suitcase and things will usually sit out for a week. . .or much longer. I feel so accomplished. Play. Moving on. Valentine's weekend was spent with two lovely ladies in Tupelo. Because guess who came to Tupelo? Celtic Woman. That's right.

Feast your ears on this and this. Maybe you're thinking, 'This just isn't my type of music.'  Well, it hadn't been mine either until very recently when I gave them an unbiased listen. They've really changed my taste in music. Their traditional Irish elements, beautiful voices, simple harmony, and sheer talent blend to make incredible music in a culture full of auto-tuned, wacked-out Lady Gagas and Justin Beibers. Please say you love them.

So, off we went to hear them live. It was incredible, to say the very least.

Oh, and on the way, we met Matthew, the bagpipe-player. Why, yes, he did have a most attractive Irish accent. And yes, we did take a creeperish picture. Matthew did not judge us.

And then the day of flowers, pink hearts, sweet candies, chocolate, and simple love happened - Valentine's Day. No date or flowers delivered to my door. . .oh yeah, and no man for me. But today's been wonderful, in spite of that. I had my little valentine.

And I went on a date with some of my favorite girls. Did I mention it was classy? A classy date to Sonic, AKA, the drive-in house of class. Mhm.

Lists make the world go 'round.

 

{They wanted a cheesy holding-hands picture. And they got one.}

1. Friday: I love Jon-Jon and Andrew. I also love dancing in the kitchen to Nickel Creek (and Phantom of the Opera) while making chocolate chip cookies with them. (Okay, it was more like I made they cookies and they watched. All the same, it was great.)

2. Saturday: I love friends. And swings. And Memphis. And the Orpheum. And Cinderella carriage rides. And the Four Seasons. :)

3. Sunday: I love Valentine's day. ♥

4. Monday: I love snow. And staying nice and cozy watching Cranford II with Jamie while I knitted and he edited papers, like good little homeschoolers. :)

P.S. Yes, Katie, I'm making fun of you. ;)
{With the title I mean...just in case that wasn't clear.}