What To Do, What To Do

What is the only proper thing to do when you cannot sleep and you have a chocolate craving?

Make brownies of course!

Nothing tastes better than hot out of the oven brownies right before bedtime.

Now time to go get some stamps and do some DEEP cleaning before my roommates start moving in next week. And devour brownies in between.

Also note: When going boating in a raft and you have no paddles, brooms make a great replacement. Just make sure to convince your roommates to bring TWO brooms instead of ONE.

And ducks will eat just about ANYTHING.

Let's go have some fun!

I want some...
Yeyow grapes?
I like yeyow grapes.
Meg

I Have Determined

That not thinking is bad. Don't do it y'all! Don't do it!
Given, I can afford to today because I'm done with my classes and finals. But here is a thought, think before you act.

My sleep schedule has been completely wacky this week.

Yes it was my own fault, and that is problem. I stopped thinking.

But now I am thinking again now that I've caught up on sleep and all of that good stuff.

But yeah, lesson learned.

I don't care how much fun you're having with your friends,
you should be logical and go to sleep at a reasonable hour.

Now that I have that figured out, time to clean and I think I might go work out tonight.
It's been too long since I've gone running.

But I've been taking LOTS of walks lately, does that count as exercise?

I need hugs
Anybody want a peanut?
Meg

Home Away From Home

Soooo apparently I put too long of posts and no one reads them anymore except Hannah because she is a fast reader; therefore, I will keep this short.

I am back in NC and sleep deprived from over cleaning this past week and packing as well as getting up at 5:30am, to take a bus ride and 2 plane rides to get home and not going to bed until 2am.

Currently I am not tired due to lovely jet-lag.

It's like I am home but not really. I have been warned of this feeling before, but I never fully understood it until now.

Suddenly my room seems childlish, my town seems strangely big, my ward at church seems loud and unfamiliar, and suddenly freedom and responsibility are reversed.

Do not get me wrong, I love being home. It is great to have my close friends nearby and my family around and I absolutely adore hugging people, but it is different. Part of me yearns to be back in Idaho because now part of my heart belongs there, but at the same time, I love the South. The South is amazing with it's culture and awesome food and hospitality that you cannot find anywhere else.

It is home, but not completely.

I will embrace it to the best of my ability but until then, I must learn to accept that home is where the people you care about reside. And now my heart resides with people all over the country, spreading from East to West with the friends I have made and the people I have met and grown to love.

"This is strangely involuntary." -Sarah
Meg