Furbees? Ferbies? Furbies.

 In an attempt to make myself feel a little better and ease the sting of another candle on the cake, I'm bringing up an oldie. An embarrassing oldie that was taken from the prime awkward years. Drawn straight from my softball and basketball, rocking way too short hair, snake catching years (his name was Slim Shady, duh) here it is. Feast. Your. Eyes. I'm not sure a birthday was quite as happy as this one. And honestly, I'm fine with that. Nothing, NOTHING, will compare to how great furbies were.

Pure joy.

Here we go Again

Here we go again. Another spring break gone.

Another set of finals just around the corner.

But for now, I just want to talk about how wonderful my break was.

And not do homework (Sorry mom)

Beautiful beautiful Cape Cod. This was the sweet house we stayed in

 with the most precious grandparents ever.

Love that place.

This is the view from Mimi and Pop's back porch.

Perfect.

From here, we headed to New York where we:

Rode a few taxi's, listened to some honking cars.

Felt extremely uncomfortable and awkward, 

but laughing the whole time. 

 I know what you're thinking, but he's got shorts on!

Ate our own body's weight in candy from Dylan's Candy Bar.

Hung out with the sweet man at FAO Schwartz

Looked for celebs, failed miserably, and stumbled upon this.

And if all this adventuring wasn't enough, we headed to Martha's Vineyard.

With a brief visit to MV, we did a little:

Traveling, by way of ferry, that is. It was... Interesting.

Sight seeing... And by that, I mean take several pictures 

of the beautiful homes there

Wandering the streets, antique shopping, 

and being painfully touristy. But we didn't really care.

And stalking sailboats. They are so cool. 

I love them with my whole heart.

And if this post wasn't already long enough, 

here's a song I've been listening to nonstop lately. 

Here we go again y'all. Forth round of finals. Bring it.

the Dock of the Bay

 I have the most random new obsession. 

And it may have to be because I love decorating living rooms with 

random things.... Nonetheless, I LOVE these colorful books (hint hint, mom). 

Maybe they aren't for reading but I love how they are decorated 

and could be put on a coffee table to brighten things up. 

Etsy is the best.

Sara B has pipes. Forreal.

PTL.

PTL for our Smith station Young life team

PTL for Adele and her awesome music

PTL for funny games and accidentally being super witty

PTL for lazy, rainy weekends 

PTL for board games... But really
PTL for spring break being less than a week away
PTL for fun acronyms.. (Praise The Lord, y'all)

PTL for laughter, friends, and doing anything BUT homework