Where to Begin...

Well I am back at school now. The only good thing about being back is that it means I am a step closer to being done. I really don't hate it here... I just love it there. Spring break was wonderful. I got to do all of my favorite things. Though I always have trouble leaving, my time at home is always worth the sadness of saying goodbye again. So what did I do over Spring Break? Well...

 I went to Dallas. It was beautiful there. I absolutely love weddings and Maresa's was one of the prettiest I have ever been to. It was also great to get to spend time with Courtney and her family. The Yates girls taught me many important lessons in my young life. They always made sure Courtney and I were dressed cute, hair done, and where we needed to be. I remember when I was little just thinking they were the coolest, prettiest girls ever. Courtney and I loved spending our time reading the diaries, getting our hair braided, spying on their conversations, and striving to be like them haha. They were the big sisters I never had and while we thought they were cool, we also thought they were terribly annoying and didn't really know what they were talking about. I am glad that over the past few years they have become my friends and not just my best friend's sisters.

 I went to games. I love going to baseball games on a warm sunny day. Having a big family with lots of boys means that there are always games to go to. I got to see 3 different baseball games and 1 soccer game. Monday was the first time I have ever gone to a game to see the coach, but I think I liked it a lot. East Robertson had the cutest first base coach I ever have seen ;). I love seeing Anthony doing something he loves so much even if it means I have to sit on the sidelines and watch instead of spending time with him.

 I helped Anthony's family move furniture. Sounds bad but I enjoyed it. It was a good excuse to spend time with them. Anthony spends so much time with my family that it is always fun to go spend time with his. It makes me laugh how much he is like each one of them in different ways. We also ended up staying up almost all night cleaning out his bedroom. That is not something you should do with someone you don't really like lol. We went through old yearbooks, read Senior wills, looked at his baby pictures, read baseball articles, discovered his Snoopy doll that he use to sleep with, and found things that brought back tons of memories. I was actually sad when the last drawer was emptied because I was having so much fun. But no worries because the fun continued the next day and I have never had so much fun moving furniture.

 I went to Sonic every day over the break. I did not have the intentions of doing so but that is how it happened. One night while Anthony and I were at Sonic I got that overwhelming holy cow this can't be happening I am a grown up feeling. Our "first date" was at Sonic. Of course, it wasn't really our first date but it was the first place we ever went just the two of us. We both got our driver's licenses on the same day (January 18, 2005?) That is a funny story in itself but... you know when you first start driving you just want to drive everywhere. Well that night we decided we just had to go somewhere! So we decided to go to Sonic but the only problem is that we both wanted to drive. I lied to told him my parents really didn't want me riding with him, and he lied to told me his parents really preferred him to drive... So in the end we both drove separate cars to Sonic and then got in the same car to eat. Well as I was sitting there last week I was right back in that moment. Only this time there wasn't a skinny little 16 year old teenage boy sitting beside me. I was sitting in a car with my best friend, talking about life and the future and fears and dreams, and I was happier than ever. Moments like that are why I love home.

As you can tell this post is turning into the adventures of Morgan and Anthony. Sorry. The majority of my time was spent with him and I loved every minute of it. I did so many other beautifully wonderful things that I could go on and on about. I loved every minute of my time at home. I was with people I love, in a place that I love. I feel well rested, fully loved, and ready to kick these next 55 days in the butt... so now Back to the real world.