Brother

I received this picture message today that reminded me how much I miss my little brother Max, the one with his head in the leopard's mouth. He is so funny. Plus we have a lot in common, just look and see.

We both love ice cream, especially dip n dots. 

We both are cat whisperers.

                             

We both are royalty. (He is the reigning King of Fiesta and I just have the attitude)

 

 Enough said.

We both love basketball and hockey.

We both love cookies and feather boas.

We both like to use our creativity to make things. 

 Isn't he handsome?

Yes that's my other awesome brother standing behind him, isn't he handsome? I really wished I could have been playing at Disney World instead of studying physiology this weekend.

Cat Mom

My husband and I got our first cat during Christmas 2008. We had flown from Utah to Texas to spend the holidays with my family. It was the first cold day in San Antonio and we heard a terrible, awful, horrible noise coming from across the street. We found a young cat who obviously was not enjoying the cold weather. (I should have known right then we were soul mates) We took the cat into my parents house and it turned out to be the sweetest thing. It was about six months old and had no home. Naturally, we flew him back with us to Utah where we proceeded to move because our current apartment would not let us have him. What can I say? We had fallen in love. We named him Moby and he has been apart of our family ever since.
About a year ago we stayed with my family for a while and our cat really bonded with their cat. Once we moved up to Fort Worth, Moby really began to act out and let us know he was not a happy camper. (he would chew all our electrical cords, shoes, glasses etc.) He needed a friend especially with me in school all day and Taylor working and going to school. Moby is a very social cat and if left alone too long will howl until we get complaints from the neighbors. So three months ago, we went and rescued a baby girl we named Bella. They were instant best friends. They are completely inseparable. I have been taking Bella to the vet to get all her shots and she absolutely hates riding in the car. Moby happens to love it, so on our last trip I came up with the brilliant idea to take Moby with us and Bella was much more calm and happy, lucky for me. After days like that, I think I might just be capable of having offspring. Where as other days (like when I accidentally leave one in the closet all day) I have second thoughts.
Warning: The cuteness might make you explode.

Baby Moby

Baby Bella

Spooning

No I never pose my cats...maybe tried but it's impossible.

Gunshot or Can of Biscuits?

Since I have been struggling lately, my mom decided to send me some motivational books on tape to listen to on my way to school each morning. One of the stories on these tapes really hit home for me and I found myself laughing so hard I cried and maybe peed a little. Here is the story. Enjoy!
       "A friend e-mailed me this story, about a twenty-three-year-old woman who supposedly had a wild experience after going to the grocery store. She returned to her car and put the groceries in the backseat. Then, just as she sat down behind the wheel she heard a loud noise and felt something hit the back of her head. She thought she had been shot.
      She reached up and felt what she thought were her brains coming out. She was so shocked, she passed out. Minutes later, she woke up but still she was afraid to move. She sat there motionless for over an hour, holding the back of her head because she was afraid of losing more brain tissue.
      Finally, a gentleman walked by and noticed that something was wrong. He called the police. The patrol officers showed up and asked her to open the car door. She said she couldn't. She said she'd been shot and she was holding her brains in.
      The police broke open the window and discovered a pressurized can of Pillsbury biscuits had exploded. That dough had hit the back of her head. She'd felt it and thought it was her brains!"
From It's Your Time by Joel Olsteen

So next time you feel like something terrible has happened, as in my case a bad anatomy test, ask yourself have I been shot or been hit in the head with a can of biscuits?

Forced Family Fun

In the last few years my sister has always joked that certain activities are FFF or forced family fun. Most of the time at least one member of the family doesn't want to participate but according to the FFF rules, you have to and you have to smile while doing it. This past weekend we all went to the Texas State Fair. I am happy to report there was no FFF involved. Next week my little brother turns 18 (not so little anymore) so my mom brought him and some of his friends up to Dallas to enjoy the fair. We had a really great time. It was my husbands first trip to the fair and here is a list of all the incredible fair food we ate:

3 Corny dogs (my sister will argue technically four because one was a foot long)

2 Cups of Dip n Dots

4 Orders Chocolate Strawberry Waffle Balls, see pic below (yes it is a strawberry dipped in chocolate then dipped in waffle batter and deep fried and then covered with powdered sugar. that just happened)

1 Order twisted tornado (kind of like fresh potato chips)

1 Strawberry and banana fruit kabob dipped in chocolate

2 Cups fresh lemonade

1 Cup handmade root beer
1 Banana pudding
1 Funnel cake
Yes we are still sick from all the fair food but it was oh so worth it.

A Blog of My Own

One of my favorite books (it is really an extended essay) by one of my favorite authors is A Room of One's Own by Virginia Woolf. For an English classes in college I chose this story to write about for my final paper. It is my most proud piece of work. The story is about women as authors and to this day inspires me to write. Please read it.