and I thought this was bad. . .

I have driven from Logan home 

three times in the past two weeks.

Pretty sure I could do it with my eyes closed

. . . doesn't mean I want to try it.

 I took this picture driving home last night.

I wish the roads had been this good all the way home,

maybe then it would have only taken me four and a half hours.

Surprisingly it wasn't too hard for me to drive slow on the way home.

(background: I like to get places quickly- I speed. . .too much sometimes)

Having my little girls in the car though 

made it really easy to take my time.

I am so thankful we made it home safe.

Even if it did take almost twice as long.

Counting my blessings!

Vehicle: 2004 Suburban (mom's)

Passengers: Lulu, and Jaders (fell asleep as soon as we got in the car)

Driver: Me 

Number of seat belts worn: three

Movie: Despicable Me (played through twice)

Road conditions: terrible

Lowest speed on I-15: 0 mph

Highest speed on I-15: 60 mph

Number of passed wrecks: six

Anxiety level: too high to measure

Time to get home: 5 hours and 35 minutes

Average time to get home: 3 and a half hours 

While I was driving this is what I heard going on in the backseat:

Jades, "what if a lion was lying? (giggling)"
Lulu, "yep."
Jades, "Halee, knock knock"
Lu, "Who is there?"
Jades, "Lion"
Lu, "Lion who?"
Jades, "Rawr! because that is what Lions say."
Lu, "Okay" (while texting boys on my phone)

Love these girls.

Hello CHANGE, so we meet again.

It is amazing how fast things can change.
One day the trees are lush and green, full of life- then the next rich colors of red and orange appear, until a morning soon to come I will look out my window and see bare branches being frostbitten by the brisk extreme weather.
A baby so reliable becomes independent and free from one day to the next.
Friendships one day may become nothing but mere acknowledgement that one exists the next- nothing personal, nothing real.
Change is the only constant.

If I had a book written on my life- and each year I lived I gave a theme, kind of like a chapter, then this year I would title "Change- it gets me every time".  I figured that things would settle down once I moved up to school.  I figured that I would just get into a flow of things and settle down into a rhythm.  Not expecting to change much for a LONG while.  But I should of known that nothing goes according to the plans that I make up for myself.

I wish I knew what the future held.
I wish I knew the consequences of my choices today-
I wish I could please everyone around me, including myself.
I wish I knew what I wanted in life.

It is at times like these where I just want to scream out at the world and hide from the complexities of life.

I suck at commitment

Lo siento