• Travel

    Thanksgiving 2013::Spring Hill, FL

    After Rob and I got home Monday, we had a quick turn around to get ready to hop in the car and drive 7 hours down to Tampa for Thanksgiving. We had originally thought we’d stop part of the way and get a hotel, but we ended up driving all the way. We got in around 2am. Wednesday we hung out with Grandma, Grandpa, and Cousin Tara. We had lunch at a yummy restaurant and then, went to Linda’s house to see her farm. Thanksgiving Day we didn’t have the traditional turkey and dressing. We instead had homemade pasta. Before…

  • Life

    Memories of the Month {11.2013}

    This month I was happy about: just life in general. Excited for the impending holidays. This month I was sad about: my Dad’s diagnosis. Something I accomplished this month was: flying out to see my Dad.

  • Life

    AHS State Semifinals

    Today we got up, packed our bags, and headed from Spring Hill, FL to Mobile, AL to allow Drew to play with the band during his high school’s AHS State Football Semifinals game. It was a crazy, crazy game that came down to last 3 seconds when AHS stopped the other team from scoring the go ahead touchdown. Very exciting! We will be headed to T-Town next Friday for the State Championship game.

  • Life

    Emergency trip to Texas

    Saturday morning Rob and I got up early, dropped Drew off for his hiking trip, and got to the Atlanta airport. Everything went really smoothly, parking the car, checking our luggage, going through security, so we had time to grab some breakfast. We decided crepes at Freshens. Really yummy! We flew Spirit Airlines out of Atlanta to DFW. So much was running through my mind when we got on the plane, so I just ended up closing my eyes and sleeping most of the flight. Dad called me once we got off the plane and were waiting for the rental…

  • Life

    The saddest post I’ve ever had to write

    I am not ready to say goodbye! God, it’s too early. I’m too young! He’s too young! These are just some of the things running through my head the other night after getting the news that took my breath away. Hearing my Dad try and ease the blow, finally saying he’s got ALS, Lou Gehrig’s disease. A disease I knew enough about to know it’s a horrible, horrendous disease that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. What’s even worse is that he believes that he’s had it for several years. Today he had another test and it confirmed everything.…