Happy Halloween!

Halloween in an apartment is just not the same as it is at my house. I mean, I don't dress up for Halloween, but I love to see all the little children in their costumes! But here my apartment complex has a "Halloween Bash" on the night before Halloween so the children can get candy and not "bother" the residence on Halloween, therefore making the children go down the road to the more affluent neighborhoods on Halloween (which I'm sure they don't mind - better candy), but I miss out on seeing everyone, as I don't attend the "bash".

At my home-home, as I like to call it, our neighborhood goes crazy for Halloween. It's not a big subdivision, but people come who don't live there and drop their kids off - it's a very small town, so the crime risk is low and one of our four police officer patrol streets too, so the kids are safe. Anyway, the residents get their lawn chairs and sit in their driveways. My parents love it! My mom makes huge Halloween bags for the neighborhood kids and then smaller treat bags for the other kids. This year I think the final count was about 150 bags and they usually run out. It's insane! Another neighbor hooks up his four-wheeler and makes a hayride, and so on and so forth. I've never actually been there for one of these - I was in college when we moved there and then I moved down here, so I've only heard stories, but next year I might go home to witness it for myself.

Since I'm not going to be giving out any candy today, I thought I would share with you my Favorite Halloween candy EVER! Yum!

It's complete sugar, which is why I don't buy said candy, but yesterday at work, some saintly woman had brought Autumn mix - you know with candy and indian corn and those cute pumpkins - and put it right next to the coffee maker. It seriously made my day!

Happy Halloween Everyone!

My Love :0)

It's going to come as no surprise to you that Island Girl's favorite artist is also obsessed with the islands, but really I was a fan before the island theme started. Yes, Kenny Chesney and I go back a long time. I just love him, and yes, I think he's hot too!

I'm the type of person that could tell her life story or how she's feeling at the moment in song lyrics. Some people can quote television or movie quotes, but for me it's song lyrics - they define my life. For those of you who don't know, Kenny's new CD, Lucky Old Sun, came out last week and it's pretty amazing.

I've tried to post my favorite song as a youtube video but it won't let me and I'm way to exhausted to fight with this tonight, so I'm just going to give you the link and hope/beg you to go listen to it :) I've repeated this song over and over again today and then I found out that he is releasing it as the number 2 single on Monday. I believe my fascination with this song stems from the fact that I grew up in a small town where something like this could actually happen. I'm an only child, yada, yada, you'll understand once you listen.

Anyway, I highly recommend this cd! Enjoy!

I'd like to thank...

Classy for passing along this award to me!


Pass it on to five other bloggers, and tell them to open the nearest book to page 56. Write out the fifth sentence on that page, and also the next two to five sentences...The CLOSEST BOOK, NOT YOUR FAVORITE, OR MOST INTELLECTUAL!

Now, if you read my previous entry, you know that I cheated. I didn't use the book closest to me because it was lame - I mean, I don't want to know about criminal procedure and I'm sure you don't either :0)

My warning with this paragraph is that I since I haven't started reading this book yet, I have no idea what he's talking about, but I can't wait to read it to find out!

My mind pictures him coming up quick and throwing his fist against the back of my head. I feel my heart speed up and adrenaline pumps through my arms. Still, I keep pace and don't turn. The van sits miles across the parking lot. It seems like it was half as close when I walked in. It feels like the thing is getting farther away, for heaven's sake.

- Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts

Now to pass it on! I pass this award to:

Patrice from Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman

Agent Elle from The Devil Wears Epix

Mama from Daily Nonsense

Tiff from Organized Chaos

*I know that's only 4, but I think most people already have this*

It's called a heater...

I don't like the cold. Period.

I'm the type that will/can/has worn flip-flops 24/7/365. Yes, my feet get cold and yes, my toes have turned slightly blue on occasion, but it's part of who I am. My choice of footwear is a direct link to my love of the beach and the island. Nothing says "summer fun" quite like a pair of flip-flops.

So imagine my disdain this morning when I had to put on real shoes to go to class. I don't know what has happened to me! I've always been able to push through the pain, but this year I'm so cold I physically ache! The place where I'm volunteering all of my free time as evidently never heard of a heater. As many times as a adjusted the dial on the thermostat yesterday, it should have been 150 degrees in that office - I'm convinced it wasn't attached to anything inside the wall.

So here I sit, cold and in real shoes. Sad day. To top it all off my feet are still cold.

Is it summer yet?!

*I'm not ignoring the award bestowed upon me by Classy...I'm just having a moral struggle between following the rules of the post and choosing the first book near me, which is lame, or waiting til I get home and getting the book out of my nightstand that I was reading once upon a time....decisions, decisions :0)*

Confession....

I feel I need to confess something to the blogging world. It'll make me feel better - you'll probably laugh, but that's okay, I laugh at myself most of the time. Okay, here goes!


I sometimes act like a 13 year old girl.


Yes, it's true. I love NSYNC and secretly wish they would have a reunion tour. I dance around my apartment singing and dancing to the radio more often than I should. Basically, I sometimes leave the land of *gulp* 24 year olds and revert back to middle school. Today was no different.

One of the things I love about birthdays is that you get Facebook messages all day long telling you people wrote on your wall. (yes, I know this is sad - but I love mail, even the electronic kind). So today I pushed the refresh button over and over and over again from 8-5 while at work. They came and came and by the time I left work I was feeling very loved!

Then I got home and saw where Mr. M, the hottest guy I know, whom I worked with for four summers and who currently still works for my dad, wrote on my wall! This is a big deal because he doesn't really "facebook" - he doesn't write on anyones wall, he doesn't friend people - you get the picture. BUT, not today! Today he wrote on my wall! (See the 13 year old is coming out). In my mind, he decided to log on today only to wish me a Happy Birthday. Finding that this had occured, I giggled and danced around my apartment as I cooked dinner. The only thing missing from this reversion back to tween-hood was the incredibly awkward looks and bad clothes that plagued my middle school days. :)


Shew I feel better now! *Don't Judge* ;)

Jingle Bell, What!?

It's not even Halloween and yet walking into the mall you would think we were in the countdown to Christmas! Imagine my surprise when walking around in PetSmart last week I heard, Here Comes Santa Clause, Here Comes Santa Clause...over the loud speaker! Can we not get past Halloween first?

Don't get me wrong, I love the Holiday season! I mean who doesn't like a time of year when you get great food, presents, time with family and friends, and parades, I'm just not sure I want to start dancing around the Christmas just yet.


Now, that being said, one of my missions in life is to go to New York during the Christmas season and see all the decorations and look around in Macy's! I have a Macy's here, but it's not the same - great clothes, but not the same, I would imagine as the real one in NYC.

I digress! I'm not going to get hooked into Christmas mania just yet! I'm going to wait until at least November!

Weekend Update!

As a step back from the 15 year old rant from last week, I realize that the weekend was not as bad a previously feared. I was able to do pretty much everything I wanted, which as it turned out, wasn't much and we actually ended up looking for things to do on a rainy and cold Friday afternoon, as shopping didn't last as long as anticipated - I'm not sure why.

Friday night we went to high school football game for a school that neither I nor my parents nor anyone that we actually know goes to but it's a fairly famous high school because it was featured as a reality show on MTV. The college we support gets players from there also, so we went on a "recruiting mission" of sorts, even though the coach could care less who we thought was a quality player or not.

This weekend also provide the good food that I was craving, in fact probably more than needed, thus I'll be spending the week trying to work it off....actually it will probably take more than a week, but it was good! :)

The trip that I was so unhappy about turned out to be not so bad, but that also might be because my team won their game, which can take any event from completely terrible to super fun in 2.5 seconds! I think I was dreading it so much that the actual event couldn't possibly even live up to that level.

However, now it's Sunday afternoon and I'm preparing for a very long week. I can't seem to motivate myself to get started on my to do list, but hopefully that will pass.

I like to wander...

and when I do, I find really cool blogs! I love to people watch, so when I travel from blog to blog I think of it as people "watching" and I mean that in a non-creepy way :)

Here's a for instance! I've been thinking about what I want to do for my 100th post. (I never thought I would keep this up, so if I make it to 100 it will be a milestone) I know it's a looonnnggg way away, but I like to plan ahead! So when I ran across Mojito Maven's blog Make Mine A Mojito, I was excited to find her on her 100th post! She is doing something very cool for her 100th - a giveaway of some beautiful jewelry from Stella & Dot!



Hop on over, check it out and enter! You have until October 30th!

I Want it NOW!

I'm feeling like Veruca Salt today. My morning phone call with my mother put me in that mode and I haven't been able to shake it. While I would never actually jump up on the scales and burst into song, mentally I've been screaming all day about how I want what I want and I want it now.
In less than a week I'll be celebrating a birthday.

Now I'm not one to get over excited about birthdays. I mean give me a few friends, a night out and some presents and I'm good, but this year looks to be lacking in two of those areas, and I don't think I'm okay with that.

My parents are coming this weekend to celebrate with me. I've been excited about this because we were going to do pretty much whatever I wanted to, including but not limited to going shopping and eating lots of good food. Not to mention this weekend marks the biggest football rivalry of the year for me, I mean my world revolves around this weekend (I realize this makes me sound lame), but it's the truth. So while I wasn't going to be going out with friends, I was, at least going to get stuff.

Now back to this mornings conversation. While my parents are still coming, we're not going to be spending the weekend in the city where there are actual places to shop/eat/entertain oneself, but instead we're going to visit family in the small town in which they live. So much for getting to do what you want on your birthday!!

When my actual birthday rolls around next week, I'll be working all day and then competing in a law school competition leaving no time to go out, even though there is no one here I want to celebrate with.

I'm coming across really selfish, but I swear I'm not. I just feel like when it comes to these particular family members, I always lose to them. They get their way and I'm left doing what they want. I've come to terms with these, but I really thought that at least on my birthday, I could get my way!

Overall, I'm having one of those days when I feel like a good cry would be helpful. I'm talking one of those good cries that Dane Cook talks about, you know, "I did my best!"

On the positive side, my campus coffee shop's favor of the day was pumpkin spice. At least the coffee shop cares what I want.

I've been tagged!

I have been tagged by Mama AND Classy

Here are the Rules:

1.Link to the person that tagged you

2.Post the rules on your blog

3.Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself

4.Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs

5.Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.

6.Let your tagger know when your entry is UP.

Okay, Here goes!

1.) My favorite weather phenomenon is when it's sunny and raining at the same time. Now I'm not talking like a downpour, but when it is lightly raining and it is completely sunny also. It doesn't happen all that often (at least not here) so when it happens I get really excited!

2.) I get very upset when people are in the right lane and going straight when I could make a right on red if they weren't in my way. I have bad road rage and this brings its out in the worst way. If by some chance I'm the one breaking my own rule and someone comes up behind me, I'll turn right and then make a U-turn to correct the situation...yeah, it's that big of deal to me!

3.) I tend to cry quite a bit. I mean happy, sad, frustrated, confused, excited, when something is incredibly sweet, when someone does something nice; it doesn't matter, I'll cry. I like to think that my heart is too big for all the emotions I have, so it has to come out somewhere - some would agree with this, some, however, wouldn't.

4.) I know more about college football than some of the men I know. I can call penalties before the officials and if it's a Saturday in the fall, I'll be camped out on my couch all day. I feel like I'm part of the team and after a stressful loss or even a stressful win, I have been known to cry (see #3). I get ill when a girl acts stupid trying to get attention by saying things like, "what does he do?" or "Why's he doing that?" I mean really, get in the game or get out!

5.) I ease drop. Big time. Even as I type this I know it makes me seem like a bad person, but I find that you learn more that way. I don't talk very much, but I listen a great deal. In college my roommate would get so mad because she would tell me something and I already knew about it. Why? Because I listen. I like to refer to it as listening because it sounds less intrusive and more positive.

6.) Lifetime's morning line up is my life. If I don't have the Golden Girls, Fraiser, and Will & Grace in the mornings, it's going to be a long day. The problem is that I have class early three days a week and miss them most of the time. Lifetime did disappoint me by taking Designing Women and The Nanny off the air, but overall, it's still a great line up!

Ok, now, I don't know who has done this yet, so if you've already done it, I'm sorry!

I tag:

Miss EM from ...can you point me to the bar?

Leetid from Life of Leetid

Holly from Holly Grande

J-Money from The Typing Makes Me Sound Busy

Mme. Fabuleux from Toujours Complexe

Bekah from Country Mouse

Ok, Enjoy!

Lets give em something to talk about...

And boy did we! In fact, I can almost bet we're still the topic of conversation in the cafe at lunch! Homecoming 2008 was a success!

Classy pretty much captured the weekend, so I'll just refer you there, and then add that while I wasn't directly involved in the circumstances of last year, I'm hated by association and clearly, I'm not losing sleep over it :) Classy was, well, classy and rose about the childish-ness of those few that can't seem to grow up. They were the negative, as we suspected they would be, but in spite of them we still managed to have a great time!

There definitely were some key players missing from the equation, and some that acted differently than I would have liked, but overall it was a great time! Being around my classmates again made me realize that there are three categories of people: those that will be my friends for the long term, those that I can talk to and catch up with just like we did in college but won't see or talk to again in between those meetings, and those that just say 'hey' in passing. I can see people in terms of these categories and I'm okay with it.

Today was rough having to come back down here with people that don't really understand me or where I come from, however the job search took a positive turn today, and I'm going to be interviewing in my home state next month! I'm way excited! In fact, I squealed at the mailbox! This was a much needed boost in the morale, let me tell ya!

The Nickel

Isn't it funny how the smallest things teach or remind you of very important lessons? Today, for me, it was a nickel. That's it - 5 cents! So here goes:

I arrived on campus today and really wanted a Diet Dr. Pepper from the machine - DDP is my weakness. In order to get the 23 flavors, however I needed $1. That's it: one dollar. Now, I'm not the kind of person to carry cash; I'm a debit card girl. Having just changed purses, all the change that normally accumulates in the bottom of said purse had yet to materialize. Ok, fine. I looked in my cup holder in car and found several dimes and nickels plus one quarter. By this point I'm almost positive I have enough. I begin counting: 5, 10....75, 85, 95...and that was it - 95 cents. You've got to be kidding me!


All was not lost, however I still could look in the backseat. Now my car is already packed for the imminent road trip to see Classy, so digging around in the floor board for a nickel is tedious work given my car is two doors and thus I have to crawl into my car. I'm telling you, this DDP was very important! I looked and looked (almost being late to class) and sustained several cuts on my hands from reaching under the seats, and yet NO NICKEL! Not anything! Realizing that I have to get to class, I give up - defeated. I grab my books and laptop out of the passenger seat and then walk back to the drivers side to close the door. Then there it was - a nickel! On the ground, just for me, right next to my car wheel.

For those of you who read this blog regularly know that I've been semi-stressed and upset about several things lately, namely having to leave my dog with my parents, who live six hours away, for a couple months while I finish up this semester, and that with the economy the way it is, I can't get a summer job, which is almost certain death if you're in law school. For those reasons, this nickel was WAY more than a nickel; it was a reminder that God always watches out for us if we let him. He is in control and will provide for us if we just look for it. Some of you probably think I'm crazy, because it is just a nickel, but I'm going to choose to see it as a much needed reminder that I'm not in control and that everything I need will be provided if I let it.

So here I sit enjoying the highly sought after and lesson teaching Diet Dr. Pepper!

I Need a Drink!

It's one of those days, actually almost two days. Now I'm not suggesting that everyone alleviate their problems with their drink of choice, but sometimes that is all that hits the spot. Lets recap:

Yesterday a representative from the internship I applied for called to set up my work schedule. However, the semester is almost over, so while I'll be working some this semester, most of it will be next semester. The problem with this is that I'll be gone from 8-5 on Tuesdays, and then I have class all day on Mondays and Wednesday, and I'll be interning on Thursday morning before I go to class and then I have class until 8. This is not a problem for me; I'll make it work. The issue is that my dog will home all this time by herself. She's a puppy, thus she needs extra TLC, and that I cannot give if I'm not there. Therefore, I've decided that for the remainder of this semester and possible next semester, she will be staying with my parents. I'm devastated. She's all I have here and now she is going to be gone too. Needless to say, I woke up with a headache this morning from crying myself to sleep. I wish I could go back two months and now apply for this internship. I mean it's essentially volunteer work, as I'm not getting paid nor am I getting credit hours. Okay, so there is drink needing issue #1.

Also yesterday I went shopping for the outfit. The outfit for Homecoming - refer to Classy's post for an understanding of why it's so important this outfit be amazing! After looking everywhere, I still don't have an outfit I like. I've actually got about 4 that I'm kind of in favor of but I don't really like any of them, but I none-the-less have them. I'm going to take the rest back, but it's frustrating. I think the main problem is that it's supposed to be freaking freezing there, but here it's still like 90, and the stores aren't exactly unloading the fall clothing line just yet. Buh!

In spite of these things and the fact that I've got way too much to do before I leave tomorrow, the drink isn't going to happen. So, I decided to change up my page a little bit to give me some 'spice' in my life. What do ya think?

Save the ta-tas!

Yesterday marked Island Girl's first big accomplishment in a very long time. Yesterday I completed my first 5k run -without stopping for even a second, and in fact I even past some very physically fit people. I understand that this may not be much to the experienced runners out there, but to me it's huge! I guess I should state that I would not have been able to do this a year or even six months ago; but alas I can now mark this off my list of things to do in 2008. I would say mark it off of my life goals, but the life goal list consists of either a 1/2 or full marathon, which we're not close to as yet :)

Not ony was the race fun, but it was for a great cause, the Susan G. Komen Foundation supporting breast cancer research. My run was in celebration of my french teacher from high school, Katie Ledford, a close family friend, Jamie Love and my great-grandmother, Nannie - all of which faught and survived breast cancer! The entire event raised close to $800,000 and brough much needed awareness to the issue! (I also got a t-shirt, which I'm excited about because you can never have too many)

I'm going to chose to laugh about this

We all know the economy is in crisis. We all know that jobs are hard to come by. We all know that stocks are down and credit is freezing. We know this is a scary time in America. Now for what we, well I, didn't know or didn't fully think about...

I'm not going to have a job this summer or next year when I graduate because no one is hiring.

You might think I'm exaggerating. So let me clarify with some examples. While talking with a couple of third year law students today, the ones getting ready to go and hit this issue head on, I found out that both of them are having trouble in the job market. This didn't surprise me, however the next part did and still does. One of them, D, said he worked for a firm all summer, and as explained previously, expected to get a full time offer from them this semester. Well here's the kicker. They called him today and said, "D, I'm sorry to make this call because we were going to offer you a job, but with the market the way it is, we are cutting back and we can't do that now." Wow. Nice.

Let's talk about the other one shall we. We'll call him N. N wants to get a job working for the government in the state I'm from and trying to get back to. The judge he wanted to clerk for said that, get this, the state, the STATE, doesn't know if it's going to have money to function, so he would probably not be able to hire anyone and would be doing all the work himself. (This in and of itself is crazy, cause judges never do anything by themselves) So again, wow.

Thus I have a choice. I can, 1) cry, give up and throw things, or 2.) I can laugh, because laughing makes everything better, and keep the faith that the economy will turn around in time for graduation and I will be able to get an even better job than I would otherwise. Yes, I'll chose the second!

Allow me to introduce...

my current obsession.




Maybe I'm behind the times, because I just discovered him yesterday...I mean if it's not country or sports talk, I probably haven't heard it, but while radio surfing I heard this song and absolutely loved it!

Listen. Enjoy. Pass him on.

You're Only As Old As You Feel...

I've been a slacker - I know this and I've been told, but I'm back now.

I realized this past weekend while celebrating Classy's Birthday, that I've been living like 30 year old or something for the last year and a half. Again, I knew this. However, over Friday night and into Saturday morning I was able to relive the amazing times I had in college without the losers that judged me for doing so. Needless to say it was a fantastic time! Not only was the company wonderful, but the city itself was amazing. Let me explain. The city I live in is scary, like seriously. We currently are like 6 on the most dangerous cities in America, which is surprising to me since we're not nearly as big as most, but alas, we are. My downtown at night = get shot, Classy's downtown at night = lots of fun while feeling safe....this was a new concept for me, and I like it.

Not to slip back into my theoretical age of 30, but this coming summer is very important in terms of where I'm going to be long term. See most people get a job offer going into their third year of law school the summer before and most of those, if not all, come from the firm that they worked for during that summer - for me, this coming summer. Thus, I'm kinda freaked out about this job thing. I've had seven interviews on campus, which is actually really good, however they are all in Alabama. Since I want to move back home to Tennessee this isn't good. My parents, make that my Mom, want me to move back home to the small town I came from....NO! Don't get me wrong, I loved where I grew up, but the population is mostly middle aged families; young adults just don't want to stick around. So, moving back here really doesn't appeal to me. I said all that to say, that Classy's city took a huge jump this weekend into contention for Island Girl's Top Place to Live upon Graduation List. As of this afternoon, I've written seven letters to be mailed this week. Don't know if it will matter, but it can't hurt and it allows me to keep my options open.

Anywho, this weekend reminded me, among other things, that I'm not old, that I still know how to have a good time, and that Bud Light might not be that bad :)