Homeward Bound

The New Year is here and the journey home means my head is full of staunch resolutions and our car is full of stuff… Lots and lots of stuff. “Home to Texas” is kind of a hard concept to stomach after spending so much time with family and old friends this holiday season. Patrick and I were ping-pong balls the last 10 days, traveling from Texas to Alabama to Ohio to Tennessee then back to Alabama again followed by a stop in Mississippi last night. Now we’re continuing on the flat drive back to Bryan.

We’re not light travelers by any means, a fact that embarrasses Patrick. I am all hooked up with AC to DC converters, a 3G card and even an external harddrive. This collection of  power cords is the only thing that keeps me sane on the 12-hour trek.

Here’s a photo journal of my trip home. 2010 was a great year, and I’m eager to see what 2011 has in store.

I spent lots of time with some of the members of my wonderful family.

I saw friends I’ve known for years, but don’t see nearly as often as I’d like to. I made a few new friends, too.

I saw my cats. Sweet little things.

I ate lots and lots of dessert. (I made the cheesecake.)

I got dissed by Wii fit (possibly because of all the aforementioned dessert.) No photo for this one, but I thought it was worth mentioning. I couldn’t walk for five days.

Emaline, my computer, got a new hard drive thanks to Patrick. Did someone say 500GB?

We made a stop for my favorite Indian food. You might call it a naan-stop. Ha. (And no, I am not resolving to stop making bad puns in 2011.)

I rang in the New Year with my best friend.

And did I mention that I spent time with lots of cats?

Oh, and a very cool dog, too.

Happy New Year, everyone!

Happy Shoes

I’m not a “shoe girl.” In fact, I sort of hate shoe shopping. But every once in a while I find a pair of shoes that sing to me as I walk past them in the store. And when I found these shoes at TJ Maxx, I literally giggled. (By the way, I’ve decided that shopping at TJ’s is an art form. Either you get it, or you don’t.) I’m dubbing them my happy shoes.

(For the record, I’m aware this post may seem a little frivolous, but it’s Friday, and Friday equals frivolity. Happy Friday, everyone!)