Second Look...

It's that time of year again. This has to be one of my favorite posts to write. There's something about listing some of my favorite products in life. 

Family. Joker and Tucker. PFM family. Grey's Anatomy. Family vacations. Twitter. Panera. gLee. Unlimited texting. Straightened hair. My never ending iPod library. Facebook. PEOPLE Magazine. Saturday Night Live. College Football. ESPN Tweets. Homemade Curry Chicken. The feeling after signing up/finishing a race. Being real. Naps. Card Chronicle. Sweatpants. Facials. Pictures. Chip. My cell phone.Taylor Swift. My laptop. Ruzzle. Rainman. Jennifer Lawrence. Cape Cods. Noodles. Patrick Dempsey. Amazon.com. Tumblr. Homemade Chicken noodle soup. Bruschetta. Hard Rock T-Shirts. Pandora Radio.Hugs. Prince William and Catherine. Ellen. Queso. Homemade Hot Fudge. Mint M&M's. Getting freshly squeezed orange juice. L-I-V-I-N. Ridiculous "you had to be there" moments. Mary Englebriet's calendar. Jimmy Fallon. Squealing. . Sunsets. The two weeks leading up to Derby. Secrets. Fruit snacks (because I'm five). My room. Monograms. Weddings. Housesitting. Juices. Dove Chocolates. Ginger Ninjas. Luke Russert. Flip flops. Massages. Perks Of Being A Wallflower. THE bathing suit. Columbia Coats. Celebrity Autobiographies. FRIENDS. Tervis Tumblers. Friendship Tea. Kentucky Sports Radio. Siri. Bumble Hair Products. Peppermint Waffle Discs. Smoothie King Smoothies. Hashtags. Christmas music. Inexpensive wine. Fleece lined leggings. T-Town East. A really good pair of blue jeans. Racing bibs. Cliff Bars. My collection of DVD's. Duck Dynasty. College Basketball. Justin Timberlake. Google Reader. Pinterest. TOMS. Late night chats. Darren Criss. Mom's homemade chocolate on chocolate birthday cake. Coldplay. Life.

-Sara- 

Wonderful...

Another edition of Sara does life..

Once the Superbowl teams had been announced, people would ask me who I was rooting for; and of course, being the person I am, I had to root for the underdogs, being the Baltimore Ravens, and along with that answer, I had to give my unusual explanation. For those of you who have seen the academy award nominated movie The Blindside, we watched the story of Michael Oher (#74) unfold. I wanted to see his story come full circle, going from this:

Living In The Projects of Memphis 

To This: 

Such A Proud Moment... 

I also loved seeing after winning the most famed trophy in pro sports, Michael tweeted out to his childhood "roots" saying that this win was for them.

Don't even get me started on the Beyonce's Concert. I could have cared less about the game, just give me more Beyonce, and more of the Destiny's Child reunion. 

I'm actually ahead in all of my classes... Said no one ever. 

Being the procrastinator I am, I ordered my textbooks the weekend before school started. I was informed they would be here sometime in January. And that was with "overnight" shipping. Fast forward ten days ago, when I still did not have them, and received that dreaded, "sorry we can't find your textbooks" email. Okay, well I'll just go to my way overpriced school bookstore. They didn't have it either. "We can order it for you." And, they would ship it. Awesome. Just kidding, you'll need to come pick it up in person. 

"After your chapter two test, we'll be having a genetics test that will essentially be your midterm. And oh yeah, you'll need to know all 23 pairs of Chromosomes, and their diseases." Yea, about that. 

Closing at work last Saturday, and THIS Saturday? I can't tell you the last time I did that. 

I received word from the head cheese at the market that we will be closed for Easter. The last two years, we've been open, and being the Superman I am, I've worked both of them. Working that day does have it's perks, but it will be nice to have a holiday off that everyone can enjoy. 

The Biebs is hosting this weeks Saturday Night Live. Snoozefest. 

Thursday (Tomorrow) will be mathematically impossible to ruin. There's no way it can be.

I mentioned in one of my latest blogs that actress Jennifer Lawrence and I would get along well with each other. I wish you could tag along with me, and understand how much my love for her is growing. It's on the verge of embarrassing. In case you weren't aware, she is a native of the great state of Kentucky, and being home with her family over the holiday break, she decided she needed new bed sheets, and was NEXT DOOR TO THE MARKET SHOPPING for them.  I REPEAT, SHE WAS WITHIN FEET OF THE MARKET. (There happens to be a bed linens store next door.) I guess she wasn't aware that I was taking a sabbatical from the market over Christmas. Don't worry Jennifer, there's always next time. 

You Tell 'Em Jennifer.

Being the favorite daughter I am, I so graciously made my Father a pretty delicious Chocolate on Chocolate on Chocolate cake for his birthday. Cakes are pretty easy to make; dump the ingredients in, stir, pour, bake, and ice. Simple as that. At least thats what I thought. When it says stir, don't use the whipping whisk on the Kitchen Aid mixer, because when it comes time to ice it, the cake belongs on the front page of Cake Wrecks. But then again, having that sort of delicious mess shows the love, and that it's homemade. 

I've been sucked into downloading the Instagram photo app. I don't see whats the big hype, but it is nice to live vicariously through hollywood. 

"Hey Sara, do you want to go see His Holiness The Dalai Lama when he comes to town in May?" You best believe I do. 

How is it possible that my Mother is going to a SOLD OUT highly anticipated Luke Bryan concert, and I'm not? That's just not right. 

Three weeks from tonight, Duck Dynasty returns on A&E. #Winning 

The U.S.P.S has announced that starting in August they will only be delivering mail Monday-Friday. As if I didn't already hate you enough. 

According to the sister, I am the bearer of bad news. I texted her to tell her that her favorite celebrity couple of Ashley Judd and Dario Franchetti are divorcing, and then I told her that Michael Kidd Gilchrist from UK's 2012 NCAA Championship fame, had fallen to ground not moving during his basketball game ending up with a minor concussion. 

Luke is making his way into the big leagues. (But we already knew that). He managed to land a story on the Today show following up with the infamous "chair" that Clint Eastwood spoke to during the RNC. His Dad must be so proud of him. 

I cannot go into much detail because of readers getting caught up on the show, but Grey's is getting sadder and sadder by the episode. Yes, there are some happy moments throughout it, Shonda Rhimes makes it her goal to have me screaming at the TV by the end of the show. 

Chip and I have begun the journey to our divorce. With Chip slowly starting to deteriorate, I have started saving for a new car. Before you start jumping to conclusions, Chip will be around for sometime seeing that I plan on buying a two to three year old "new but used" car.  Saving for this big of a purchase is painfully slow. I have made the plan to put every other paycheck into savings, so with previously good savings history, and my paycheck plan, hopefully by this time next year, I'll have a new and improved Chip. 

-Sara- 

Mother Nature...

Is drunk. In the last 72 hours, I have managed to experience three out of four seasons.

This Was Tuesday Night: 

Notice The Temperatures

Wednesday Morning at 2:17 AM: 

 

Totally Normal... For MAY-AUGUST

Thursday Morning: 

So. Confused. 

 Thursday Night: 

48 Hours Ago, I Was In My Basement For A TORNADO WARNING. 

This is not normal. Get it together Mother Nature, get it together. 

-Sara- 

Settle Down, It'll All Be Clear...

Since my hiatus from the blogosphere, I realized that I left many of you hanging with things going on in my life/states life, and being the nice gal I am, allow me to give you a few updates on some things. And no, these updates won't be in the right order. I must warn you, this is a long one. 

Finals Week? Dominated. 

"The Dave Matthews Band is coming to the Derby City. December 4th. I'm going. Who cares if it's the night before finals week begins?" After coming home from the day that would never end, I arrived home to the sentence, "You need to ask off work early next Tuesday night." Um, you know I don't have a problem doing that, but why?  "We have five tickets to the Dave Matthews Band Concert." Um. WHAT? Where did this come from? Mom had kept asking me almost every other day what time my classes were Wednesday. "I don't have my 8 AM, I just have my 9:30 class." Thank goodness that was my schedule the following morning, because let me tell you, Dave puts on probably one of the best concerts I've seen in awhile. He came on at 8:20, and including the encore, finished at 11:45ish. And thats with a performance on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon the night before, and being semi sick. Thanks again Dave. :) 

"UK on the other hand? At least you have basketball season. As I typed this, I was informed that the UK football team is now coachless, and per Athletic Director Mitch Barnhart in an open letter to the fans,“After much conversation, evaluation and prayer, I have determined that it is in the best interest of our athletics program to make a change in our football coaching staff at the conclusion of the season." We now have a bigger issue on hand; What do we call our four legged friend?"  Following the fiasco of Joker (the coach) the head coaching search began, and on a cold, sunny, December day, former DC/DB coach of the Florida State Seminoles Mark Stoops became the head coach of the UK Wildcats by persuading Mitch Barnhart and other Board of Trustees saying that UK can win the SEC title. Uh, that's great and all, but are you aware that ya'll have to play the 2013 National Champions University of Alabama? But I have to give Mark Stoops some serious props. He managed to sign Stings (Lead singer of the 80's band The Police) son to come and play football. 

As long as we are on a head coach catchup, Western Kentucky University was faced with a coaching search as well. Following the amazing two point conversion that would win them the game against rival UK, WIllie Taggert was approached by the University of South Flordia football team to take their head coaching job. Insert a coaching vacancy and a call from former UL and Arkansas Bobby Petrino. There had been four SEC coaching jobs open, and all four SEC schools AD's and School President's swore that they would never hire Bobby. Well, well, well. It looks like Western and UK have themselves a date with Mark and Bobby August 31, 2013. 

Thanksgiving 2012 was one for the books including the highly anticipated Black Friday generational photo. Aside from my meat hands, I couldn't be happier with how I looked. Toot Toot. 

Remember that one time that Target had every single season of FRIENDS for ten dollars? Yea, I don't. The Monday of Thanksgiving week, I braved the crowds and headed straight to where they were last year. No. Where. To. Be. Found. This must be a joke. I have Target gift cards specifically set aside for these. Sara, don't freak out. Go ask someone, and maybe they can help you. "Um, yea, I think those come out Black Friday."Ugh. Not the news I wanted to hear, but I'll go Saturday after work. They shouldn't be sold out.  Braving the crowds once again, I headed straight to where they were last year. Again. Not there. I guess it wasn't meant to be. Because thats okay, Wal-Mart sold me Season 6 for a whopping fifteen dollars and will be arriving at my doorstep by next Tuesday. '

During my 18 day but it really should have been longer vacation, I gained fourteen new relatives by hearing the two most romantic words a couple can say. I Do. A new aunt, seven new cousins, and six new first cousins once removed. This exchange of I Do's were extra special to me. I had seen this relationship from the beginning, and it was only appropriate that I see them become husband and wife. Two hearts, one love. 

Among the countless days in the sun, I successfully managed  got my family addicted to A&E's breakout hit, Duck Dynasty. If you haven't seen it, do it. Wednesday Nights. 10:00. It will be the best thirty minutes of television you watch all day. It's gonna be a long month and a half before season three comes out.  

In an attempt to become more organized, I am slowly cleaning out my junk drawers to make room for my expanding collection of DVDs. Last night I managed to get through my music drawer that was filled with CD cases, CD's that didn't have a case, and other music necessities. Oooo, a mix from 2003.  Let's pop this in iTunes and see what was cool back then. Pure gold. A solid 120 minutes later of finding more pure gold, I added 29 more songs to my never ending library. 

I was given the opportunity to make my final plea to Luke and why he needs to come home and meet the parents, but seeing as the trip will interfere with the local high schools spring break, the Fruit Market will be calling my name. 

As long as I'm on that subject of a stud muffin, I came across the speech that Tom Brokaw gave at Tim Russert's public memorial, and at one point during his speech, Tom turned to Luke to express to him about how much Tim adored "Luke Man". The emotion on Luke's face showed nothing but proud and heartfelt. 

I just received word that Justin Bieber will be not only the host but also musical act on February 9th's episode of SNL. Ugh. At least I have the January 19th's episode hosted by Kentucky's own and Katniss of Hunger Games fame, Jennifer Lawerence. I bet she and I would get along well. 


We now have another name we can add to the list of Taylor Swift's exes. British sensation and one fifth of todays version of The Beatles, One Direction. One would think that after two breakups with people younger that her she would understand that boys under the age of 20 do not work out for her. 

It's January. And we all know what that means. American. Idol. I'm usually excited for a new batch of contestants, but seeing as there is a whole new panel of judges. Yea dawg, I know Randy is still around, but Mariah, Niki, and Keith? I'm having a hard time soaking this one in. 

Sara, what did you ask for Christmas? I've become a member of the really hard to shop for club. I'm content with what I have, and asking for more stuff is more stuff that I have to dust. But, if Santa really was asking, there was one thing that was on my wish list. Somewhere during my awkward stage of middle school birthdays, I received a cute little 12 inch television for my room. While I never watched the box very often, I did occasionally turn it on to make sure it still worked. :)  I decided that it was time to retire the box and ask for an upgrade. I didn't need a ginormous one, but I would like to be able to sit from my bed and not have to squint. "Sara, make sure you open this last." Seeing as we were in the land of palm trees and 80° Christmas day, Christmas 2012 was the year of clues. Still half asleep, I opened my present where I was greeted with my first clue. Half asleep, and a scavenger hunt. This should only take all day. I breezed through the first three clues, only to be stumped by the fourth: Warm fuzzy pockets. What? When it's 80° where is a pocket of warm? Oh thats right. The pocket of a bathrobe. Who would have ever guessed? Props to the parents. Among these clues, I also received clues to how I would link these together. The last clue lead me to the TV with a big red bow on it. "It's back home wrapped waiting for you." T.V.? No no. You could call my TV the upstairs megaplex. It's 
ridiculous in that whoa it's been an adjustment to the eyes, but yes, it's wonderful. 

For those of you who have had the privilege to speak to me over the last week, you have noticed a slight change in my voice. I never thought I would have to type this; I lost my voice screaming over a football game. Throughout the fall, I remember keeping you updated on the UL football teams quest to become a nationally recognized and respected team. So, we lost a few, but at least we didn't have that target on our back to stay undefeated. And then came the season finale to one of our remaining few Big East Rivals. Rutgers University. This game would decide where we were headed in the post season. It would be nice to head back to the BCS, but any bowl would be good. Somehow, someway, we managed to pull off a big fat W. Now we're legit. This could get good. Or get real ugly. Among basking in the glow of not only winning our season finale game, we had also earned the big east championship.  Become a new member of the ACC, win our season finale, and become conference champions? This was all too good to be true. And then came the most stressful 72 hours in a UL's fan life. ESPN, Knoxville News, and other media outlets were reporting that Charlie Strong had taken the head coaching job at University of Tennessee. I kid you not, at one point, my boss had to tell me that he believed he was staying and everything would be okay. Please Charlie, you have turned this team into a highly respected team, and just please stay. Plus, red is a very handsome color on you.  Hours turned into days, and Wednesday night, it was announced that Charlie would hold a press conference to "talk about players reactions to the Sugar Bowl announcement." Hahahahahaha. That's a good one. But, we all knew why he came to talk. Commence the tears, the inspirational quotes, and the sighs of relief, Charlie is staying right where he belongs. 
     It was now time to focus the attention on the AllState Sugarbowl that would take place January 2, 2013 in LouOrleans, Louisana where UL would face Charlie's former team the University of Florida Gators. While we had absolutely no business playing in BCS bowl on national television, we would enjoy hearing the hype for the game. Vegas had announced the odds, saying that UL would be a 14 
point underdog. Respectable, but embarrassing.
     January 2 had finally arrived, and the hype around the city was unbelievable.  I think I forgot to mention that UL basketball has made their way into the Top 5 rankings, and well before the whole Sugar Bowl Game was announced, UL Basketball had a game that night. This was every UL fans dream. A double header. #winning. The basketball team had won, now it was in the hands of the football team. Let the bird hunting begin. Just kidding. A mere fifteen seconds into the first quarter, UL had themselves a touchdown. Hey at least it wouldn't be a shutout. And then ten minutes after that, we had raised the score UL: 14 UF: 0. That's when I lost the voice. I literally screamed so hard that night, I had little to no voice left. Four quarters, thirty three points and a jug of gatorade poured over Charlie Strong later, UL was declared the 2013 AllState SugarBowl Champions. What? Weren't we fourteen point underdogs? Sometimes I still wonder about that miracle. And as of January 8th, UL will be heading into the 2013-2014 Football season as a 13th ranked team in the country. #L1C4

This is what happens after taking too much time off. It won't happen again. 

-Sara-

I'm Alive...

And well. I cannot begin to apologize for my unexplainable hiatus from my site. During the last couple weeks months I have been asked the question, "Sara, what happened with you and blogging?" Uh. Uh. That's a really good question. And the truth is, I lost inspiration, and when I was inspired, I was always somewhere without computer access. Somebody commented to me the other day, and said, "You know, you haven't blogged since your birthday." Yes, I was clearly aware of that. "You just need to get on there and say, the time has come." Excuse me? I was always taught that once you start something, you need to finish it. And while I won't be blogging for the rest of eternity, I'm not ready to give this blog up quite yet. I still have ridiculous stories to tell.
     I'm sure you're asking yourself where I regained my inspiration to get back to blogging; I could say that the inspiration came back to me at a snails pace during my much needed 18 day Christmas vacation to the south, where mi familia would spend Christmas 2012 with Mom's side of the family. After working a 6 1/2 hour shift at the market and saying goodbyes, it was off to the airport to get away from it all. No customers, no calls asking if Superman could fill in, no cold, rainy, wet snow to deal with, no nothing. Fast forward to a magic text at 8:30 p.m. in sunny Florida telling our ride we had landed. She replied back: "have you all had dinner? Or do we need to fix you something?" (Please work with me here. I'm getting somewhere) I texted back that magical sentence"Mom and Dad had a bagel on the plane, but I heard you made your famous brushetta." Okay. See you in a few.
     Thirty minutes later, we arrived to the house, where I was greeted with smiling faces, and my grandmothers world famous brushetta. People. You don't understand how good this stuff is. It's life changing. Bad mood? Brushetta and bread makes everything better. And this time? She had finely grated parmesan cheese for me to sprinkle on it. You know me, I'm not a cheese lover like other family members are, but its all I talk about. Following my long awaited dinner/snack, my lovely grandmother made the comment, "You better save room. We've been waiting to dive into this peppermint ice cream and homemade hot fudge." This must be a joke. First brushetta with cheese, and now  peppermint ice cream with FAMOUS HOT FUDGE? Wait. I have to look good in THE bathing suit. Whatever. It's Christmas. So long trying to behave. Let the indulging begin.
    Following the consumption of three of my favorite foods, I sat down, and low and behold, there I was looking at the two Sara Spills books I had given to her. That's when it sunk in. I had abandoned what made me, and most importantly, other people happy. Skimming the pages, I found myself chuckling at some of the very early Sara Spills.
     Throughout the vacation, I would go straight to the books, continuing to look back at how far I've come, and occasionally trying to figure out what I meant in past posts.
     Again, I ask for your forgiveness in my hiatus. With the Spring Semester coming up, I can't guarantee every day blogging, but gosh darn it, I'll blog. Thanks for putting up with me.

-Sara-

You Gotta Keep Your Heart Young...

Today, I begin my 24th year of life. That's right. I'm blogging on my birthday. You're welcome.

If you came here thinking that you were going to get my full rundown of my latest trip to D.C. well, that's not happening. At least not today. I have to write it, and get it approved before it becomes the next viral hit.

Last time I updated you on life, UL was looking to become 6-0. Today? For the first time in the schools, and program's history, UL is now 9-0. One of a limited amount of teams gone undefeated. #winning

UK on the other hand? At least you have basketball season. As I typed this, I was informed that the UK football team is now coachless, and per Athletic Director Mitch Barnhart in an open letter to the fans,“After much conversation, evaluation and prayer, I have determined that it is in the best interest of our athletics program to make a change in our football coaching staff at the conclusion of the season." We now have a bigger issue on hand; What do we call our four legged friend?  

One of the perks of working in an incredibly fun environment, is having the option to dress up for Halloween. I'm not a fan of Halloween. I don't know why, I've just never been fan. Although, Halloween does mark four days until MY day. A couple weeks ago, I was told that I was to dress up as Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. Fine. If everyone else was participating, I was in. The challenge? Coming up with a costume. I went to my first source: Target. I found one. For thirty dollars. I wasn't about to pay thirty dollars for a costume that I would wear seven hours, and then immediately to be shoved in the back of my closet. Aw nuts. No dressing up for me. Plus? I didn't have Ruby Red Slippers. Not so fast Sara. "Sara, I just came from Hobby Lobby, and got the fabric to MAKE your costume." No Mom, you really don't have to. "Sara, it's something that I want to do for you, so just work with me." In a matter of hours on a Saturday night, Mom whipped up an adorable costume with no pattern, no picture, no nothing.

   The next challenge? Finding Ruby Red Slippers the Sunday before Halloween. I had set myself up for failure. Finally, after some long talks with the craft making queen and some local calls, I sat down and painted my own Ruby Red Slippers.

PFM Halloween 2012

#SignsImgettingold: I received not one, but TWO letters with two return envelopes asking for money. Do these people not know that I'm still in school and work at a fruit stand? Apparently not. 

Looking ahead in my calendar, I didn't realize how close I am to Thanksgiving. This Thanksgiving is going to be ridiculous. Usually I back this up with some explanation, but this year, the table will be extra loud with family coming in from different parts of the country, and then Friday morning, a multi-generational photo with then entire famdamily. When I have nothing else to obsess about, this is what I obsess over. This picture will haunt me for the rest of eternity, and when my chillens see the picture, I don't want them (or I) to think"what on Earth was I doing when I chose that outfit, and hairstyle?"

The new Taylor Swift CD, Red, arrived on my doorstep the day it came out, and it's been in my car ever since. I can't begin to tell you how wonderful it is. Within hours, I managed to find my favorite songs and pretty much know every word. The best part, she is the kind of artist that puts the lyrics in her CD cover, and she has capitalized a random letter in every word to spell out what the song really meant. For instance, the song Red, spells out "sag" which probably means Screen Actors Guild Awards with ex-boyfriend Jake Gyllenhaal, and then the next song, I Knew You Were Trouble, spells out "when you saw me dancing." Scandalous. As the CD goes on, she spells out some stuff for Connor Kennedy, and then are you ready for this? Four days after the release of the album, it is announced that she and Connor took a little trip to Splitsville. Well that's awk. But who cares. She and her tour is headed our way, AGAIN! The Tuesday after Derby. What a glorious month May will be. 

Did I mention that Justin Timberlake got married? Yea, I'm obviously still not over it. And of course, the one PEOPLE Magazine issue that I've been waiting for, comes to my mailbox wet and gross because of rain? At least it wasn't the William and Catherine issue. But it ranks up there with that. 

I've danced around the pink elephant in the room. Hurricane Sandy. Before heading to bed Sunday night before the storm, I came across the New York Times homepage, saying that they had set up a camera in their building taking pictures every thirty seconds waiting for the storm to come in. I took my computer with me to school, watching it before class, and then kept an eye on it on my phone during class. (Rebel, I know.) And with me not working Mondays, I was able to watch national coverage all afternoon and evening. #nerdalert. It broke my heart seeing all the damage that was done to the East Coast, but it also made me a little teary eye to see Governor Chris Christie of New Jersey get behind the podium and tell his residents, that they will come together and rebuild. #ProudtobeanAmerican

I must say, life over the last 23 years has been simply the best. I've had so many new experiences, and have been fortunate to have some wonderful opportunities come into my life. I can't wait to see what year 24 has in store for me. Shout out to Mom and Dad for being a part of this thing called life!!

-Sara-

R.T.C...

It's baseball postseason. The Nats have made playoff history which means the boyyyfffrriiieennnddd in Washington is a happy man.

#WheelsuptoWashington next weekend. Hey Luke, meet me at Capitol Hill Friday afternoonish.

T-3 weeks until the birthday.

 It made me incredibly nervous that I walked out of my history midterm super confident. Maybe because I actually knew what I was studying? Weird. 

 While taking my history mid-term, I would look up every couple of minutes, and notice my professor reading the book we are assigned. I'm on Chapter 10. He just started the book Wednesday. It feels good to be ahead. 

The state of Kentucky got to be in the spotlight this week (other than the greatest two minutes in sports) as the cute little town of Danville, KY played host to the one and only Vice Presidential Debate. The weather couldn't have been better, the campus of Centre College is absolutely stunning, and the students showed the true meaning of southern hospitality. 

 Did I mention no glee until NOVEMBER? At least I'll have a new gLee Christmas CD to look forward to. 

 UL is on a quest to become 6-0 tomorrow as they face Pittsburgh. But lets face it. A lot of the Big East writers believe that Pittsburgh will crush this dream and make us 5-1.

 I've tweeted and re-tweeted 4,370 times. Ole girl needs to get a life. 

#Twinning 

 As of tonight, I've had my first serving of peppermint ice cream and homemade hot fudge sauce. 

 I also got to experience the first cup of the season of Mom's homemade hot chocolate. Mom doesn't fail in the making her chillens happy department. 

 I'm about to give up on deciding what kind of birthday cake I want. 

Rumors are floating around that Emily Maynard and Jef with one F have gone to splitsville. Who called that one?? 

 I heard that sometimes I can be a little wordy on here. I'm sorry, I can't help that I talk too much. 

 I went to Target today, and while walking cart racing down the aisles, I noticed a white thing at the end of one of them. Target already has some of their CHRISTMAS decorations up. People, People, People, can we puhlease get through Halloween first? Yeesh. 

 Speaking of #WheelsuptoWashington, I was told to pack a Little Black Dress. And so I'm bringing mine from my sophomore year in HIGH SCHOOL. The fact that I can still fit into it is kind of mind boggling. 

Washington Friday through Sunday, school Monday, and Taylor Swift's new CD Red will be on my doorstep by the time I arrive home from school. #goodweekend

 You don't learn to appreciate your siblings until you haven't seen your own sister in two weeks. Between crazy schedules and traveling, I haven't laid eyes on her since September 30th. The last time this sort of event happened was Spring 2007. #Rainman 

 Ladies and gentlemen, the real reason I came on here tonight is to announce that BASKETBALL season has arrived. Big Blue madness started the evening, followed by a solid three hours of continuous coverage from all over the nation not including UL. Don't get me wrong, I love football season, but who doesn't love five months of hearing nothing but swoops of the ball into the basket, and the constant sound of shoes squeaking on the floor? I've learned to appreciate the little things in life.

-Sara-