A New Turning Point

I think there is a time in a young life when they decide the path they want to go down.  

I've had mine decided since I was five... Go to college, meet the man of my dreams, follow him where he leads.  Prince Charming hasn't exactly come knocking, and I find myself in my senior year of college.... while I may still be boy crazy (ha ha) I am thrilled none the less.  

Why? some of my faithful readers may ask.  The answer is simple:  Because its my time to do what I WANT.  For the first time in my life... it is really clicking; I get to decide where I end up in my life, I get to choose if I stay in Oklahoma or if I go to Japan... or Europe.... or even.... Maine ( just thought I would throw it out there).  

This upcoming school year is going to be bittersweet,  friends will come and go, the summer will turn into winter, and many hearts will find love, while other get broken.  But between all the highs and lows, it is my prayer that I keep looking at the glass as half full.  

Pictures with the new camera

This is my sister Hannah, she didn't want to go out and take pictures, but she was a good sport anyways.  We had a blast at the photo shoot.  It was her idea to climb the tree.  She got some good ones in the tree. here are a few of my favorite (I haven't edited them yet)  


This is the evil pooch. ya he looks sweet, but he's not. 

I'm really proud of this picture.  I'm glad it turned out! And not edited thank you very much. lol.  

Book ideas

Okay.... as of right now... Dillon has yet to find a publisher to tell his story. Once I get back to school, I am going to ask some artists if they are willing to do some pictures for it, and then try to send Dillon out once again. 

I have a new story I am currently working on about a classroom of crayons. I can't seem to find the right intro... but my story is getting there.  I'm going to tempt to do the illustrations for this book... eek... pray for that. ha ha ha.  

Another story that is still in the thought process is about an Aardvark named Archibald.  I imagine him as a rather stuck up thing, that wears the most expensive smelling clothes, after all his nose is SOOOOOO long, he has to tuck into his pockets so he doesn't risk tripping over it.  

so... those are my ideas.  let me know what you think!