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I'm back

My number of posts in the last few weeks have been zero to none.  That's because I've been busy and/or haven't thought about it and for that I'm a little sorry but not too much so.  Ya see, life has been happening for me, and said life has been busier than normal.  I got back from vacation early in the morning on Friday, August 16th.  On the 18th, a bunch of my dad's side of the family came to town for a birthday party celebrating my grandpa's 95th birthday.  On the 19th, I had my first day of classes in 2 years and then went to work.  On tuesday of the same week, Jake started a new job (meaning a new schedule), and my sister's soccer games began.  I probably don't need to state this again, but it's been busy. I feel like I'm just now starting to get used to the new, fuller schedule.  If it's any consolation, blogging hasn't been the only thing I've been behind on.  My running has almost fully fallen to the wayside and don't even get me started on other hobbies like art projects and sewing.
I am happy to say that I haven't neglected all reading, however, and have spent good amounts of time studying, sleeping, being with people, lurking on imgur and attempting to eat healthily.  All is not lost. 
Slowly, I'm figuring out the adjusted way to balance things and hopefully that includes not neglecting this blog for weeks at a time anymore. . .
Anyway, here are some vacation pictures I'm going to oogle over and you're welcome to join me.


A snowcone by the pool by the palm trees by the ocean. Nuff said.







Nashville in the morning. (the way there)

Nashville at night (the way back).






What a delicious veiw!  Also, took me a while to see the
rainbow in the uppler left, but it's there!

 

I got a leetle sunburnt.

A view of our hotel from the beach.

 
 

My friend, Kayla, whose family kindly took me on vacation with them.


Tried to get a nice selfie on the beach. Nailed it.


The hotel cat, living the dream.
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