Pictures of my friends.....

So this is going to be a mishmosh of pictures of my friends. I have friends all over the place, so getting one picture of them all together is kind of unrealistic. But, here we go....

Two of them. Scott and Crissy. My two partners in crime. One at work, one outside of work. They just recently moved to Houston, so unfortunetly, I do not get to see them often. I'll be down there soon though....

wdaly. One Billy Daly. He counts as more than a friend, but he is my best friend too...

These two are the beautiful people in my life. Danielle and Katrina...Unfortunetly, I dont get to see them as much as I would like. Weemers--you and me...FENG!!!

Marie "No Filter" Kilian Begin.

And finally, for now anyway......

I found a friend in Jenn when I really thought that she hated me. She is becoming one of my biggest champions, and I hope that our friendship continues to grow. Sorry, Jennyfer. there were no other pictures of you I could zoink without Michael in them.

I have a ton of friends...431 of them on Facebook (people i actually do know and talk to via facebook occasionally). I have tons of friends who arent even on facebook. But these people...they are in my thoughts and and I have some kind of contact with them every couple of days or so. thank you everyone for being my friend. :-)

~Jenn

Day 8--A place you've travelled to

I have not travelled much, really. I travelled as a kid, and I have fond memories of flying back to CT with my mom from Florida visiting my grandparents, and having a layover in Cleveland and Cincinatti...BRRR. I have memories of going to visit my mom in FL when I was a kid and flying back into Hartford. I have wonderful memories of my more recent trip to Charlotte with my bff in crime, one Mrs Christina Litchfield. That was a phenomenal trip, and one that was incredibly valuable and very spontaneous....This picture is the Charlotte skyline on our flight out. *sigh*

But, the trip that i'm going to talk about is my trip to San Deigo. Talk about on a whim, and really a defining moment in my life. I jumped on a plane, to work in San Deigo, and inspect the area out there to see if I wanted to live there. I got myself to the airport, and on a flight. I changed flights in DC, and got to experience travelling firsthand as an adult. The best part of that trip....My mom (AKA mission control) monitoring my trip, and as I landed in San Deigo, getting a text that she knew I landed, and that she was so proud of me for flying 3000 miles by myself.

It was an interesting trip, and I learned a lot about travelling. I learned that pictures on the internet mean nothing for hotels. The first hotel I stayed at was gross, and I only spent one overpriced night there. I learned that if you are paying with your debit card for a rental car, there is a 500 hold for incidentals. I learned that when landing in San Deigo, you are flying over the I-5 and that you can literally see the faces of the people in their cars stuck in traffic. I discovered that having someone in Mission Control (thanks mom) pays off, as the night that I was supposed to leave and fly back to the East coast on the red eye, my mom called me and told me my flight was delayed leaving CA and that I was going to miss my connecting in Denver. My mom did battle for me that night with the airline, as the airline kind of tried to screw me over. My mom had my back, and even now, if my dad or I are travelling, she is monitoring our flights, etc, from home, and keeping us abreast of the situation.

I learned that fish tacos are the bombdiggity. and, that the ocean on the west coast is NOTHING like the ocean on the east coast. I learned that CA is expensive as hell. I learned how to travel, and how to not overpack. I learned that I have some great friends in San Deigo/La Jolla who showed me not only the area, but the best CHOW in the area. I learned that sometimes the best food and the best lodging comes from the most unlikely places.

That trip was an awesome trip. I spent a good amount of time in our offices there, and I spent a fair amount of time on the beach. But, the biggest thing that I learned on that trip was that I can do anything I want to, and I'll be fine. I'm strong and smart, and with a little help from mission control, I can do anything. :-)

Here are some photos from that trip......

sign on a restaurant ON A PIER....crazy cool

Favorite Movies Day 7

This one might have to be a work in progress. I have very diverse tastes in music and movies and I'm not sure that at 1130 at night I can remember all my faves for movies. But, here we go....Check back for more!

Rudy
Day after Tomorrow
Love and Basketball
Julie and Julia
Fast and Furious (1,2,4)
Transformers (1,2)
Twilight Series
Princess Diaries (1,2)
Seabiscuit
Wild Hearts Cant be Broken
The Devil Wears Prada
Letters To Juliet
The Proposal
The Blind Side
Twister
Lady and the Tramp
Sleeping Beauty
Spanglish
Simply Irrestistable
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To be edited at future dates......or just random titles at the end of future posts.

Forgot one....

I forgot something else that makes me happy that i have a picture of. Horses.

Hopefully, I'll be able to ride again soon, which will make me happy too. This was Oliver. God, i miss him. :-(

Day 6-Photos of your favorite things

This is tough, because there is not just one photo that makes me happy. This is of course, excluding people in my life, because there are a lot of people in my life that make me happy. SO, There are several. But, here we go....

Spring flowers. There is nothing like tulips, daffodils, crocus, and the general beginnings of spring. Spring makes me happy...its the end of a long winter, and the reminder that the sun does exist, and so does warmth.

Travelling and sunrise. I love sunset too, but this picture incorporates both aspects. This particular picture was one of the few times I was impulsive, and Crissy and I went to Charlotte. I love flying.

my car! I love my car. Every time I get in, and I take a deep breath, I remember that its mine, and I grin. :-)

Puppykins. 'Nuff Said.

Luigi.


..I have two cats too, but I do not have good pictures of them, but they make me smile too......

Day 4 and 5: Parents and Siblings

This was removec due to techinical difficulties. Stay tuned for Day 6.

My First Love

I would like to say that my first love was Timmy Smith, and in a way he was. We were both 6 or 7 when we met (maybe a little younger) and I would go to my grandparents and he was with his dad in Wolfeboro, NH. I went on my first date that summer, and his dad and brother took Tim and I miniature golfing. Then we chased each other around the wrap around porch of his dads lake house. i wonder to this day what happened to him. But, that was a child love, and I'm not sure that counts as my first real love.

my first real(older than 10) crush's name was jeff, and I met him in my 7th grade class. He was brilliant, and I wrote his name more times than I care to count over and over in a notebook. he was very tall and lanky, with the most gorgeous blue eyes. We were in all the same honors classes, and we both loved basketball. I remember being at a dance in the 7th grade and dedicating a song to him, in hopes that he woudl dance with me. what was the song you may ask? Creep by TLC. Granted, in retrospect, not the best song to dedicate to a guy that you want to dance with, but hey, I was 12. He didnt dance with me, by the way. I think he hid. 
He taught me a lot about what to be and what not to be when it came to a guy. Of course, I didnt really learn the lessons until I got older. I did learn, at that dance, not to dedicate a song to a guy, and in general, avoid dances at all costs. That lesson I still keep with me to this day.

But, the best lesson learned? That there are other guys out there and if its not meant to be, its not.

First real adult love? Keith. At 18, I thought I knew everything and I thought that I needed to be married and have a house and a family. what I didnt realize was that at 19, you dont know yourself well enough to be with someone like that, and at 20, you are not ready to have a family. I'm sure that there are people out there who are, but I was not one of them. Keith and I met through my best friend at the time who was dating him. I was home for the weekend from college,and she wanted to show him off at dinner. They broke up a few weeks later, she and I had a falling out, and he and I started dating. He came to visit me at college, and when I was headed back to NH for the winter break, I decided that we should live together.
I will spare you the gory details, but out of that love, i got Allie...who has made my life what it is. I dont talk to him, and we have no contact. But I have her.....and she is the best love ever.