Dream a little dream of me

             I know there is a website you can visit where your dreams get analyzed. I also know that there are people out there in the world that you can pay for them to analyze your dreams as well. I prefer to do my own analyzing.

              Friday night, I dreamed of Theresa Caputo, The Long Island Medium. Meeting her in person is truly something I would like to check off my bucket list one day. I have put myself on her waiting list so her and I could possibly communicate with my mom. I feel that by trying to do I would know that my mom didn't suffer. We tried to make sure she had pain medication around the clock and that she was being forced to stay on Earth for our own sake. God knew it was her time and we had to let nature take its course rather than putting a feeding tube in and watching her be a vegetable pretty much just so she could still physically be here.

             On facebook the other day, Theresa had posted that she is doing another tour and tickets would be available soon. I remember thinking I should go and see how much and where, but I didn't. I guess that sprung a thought in my brain later in the night.

              So I ran into Theresa while out I guess ( because we weren't in my house or hers) and she begins to communicate with my mom. She says, "Your mom wants you to know that she didn't suffer. She knew who you were the moment you walked into the room. She's sorry she couldn't say anything." I just turned to mush. I said, " I know that's what I thought. I just wanted to be sure." Theresa says, " Your mom is very proud of you making it into nursing school." I said, "What? I haven't found yet." Theresa replies, "Oops! Well surprise!" She thanked me for listening and off I went. Our mini session was over.

              Last night, I dreamed of sitting in my high school cafeteria awaiting the answer as to if I "got in or not". I sat among numerous girls awaiting the answer. At first, in my dream, I think that I am sitting here waiting to hear if I got into nursing school. As more girls got up with smiling faces, I thought no this has to be something else. Someone comes by the girls I am sitting with and hands them a decorated paper plate ( weird I know, but hey that's what they were given). The person tells them " I'm very sorry, but you didn't make it." They take the plate, grab their things, and walk out. I am now the only person at my table. All of a sudden a girl I went to high school appears at the microphone and says, "It was a tough decision, but we narrowed it down to the last two.Luci you will be joining us next year." Some other girl comes running up to me and congratulates me on making into Dollies again. I'm super excited and call my dad and sister and Devin. Once I get to Devin, I realized wait a minute I thought I was waiting to hear about nursing school. As I leave the building to get into my car, it's raining. Actually it's flooding. I can barely walk to get out to my car. Devin is walking with me and he says, "That's so awesome! I'm so glad you got in!" It's like he new, and everyone else I called too, what I was awaiting to hear good news about. I woke up a little confused and tried to go back to sleep so my dream could finish, but I couldn't. I hate it when that happens.


           So my analysis is that, yes I am stressed about whether or not I am going to get into nursing school. I haven't exactly felt too stressed nor have I been a mess waiting to hear. I have been checking my email religiously since I found out Aug 21 would be the earliest day I would hear.I still haven't gotten anything, but I have til the end of next week still. So I am dreaming about that because it's subconsciously on my mind. I believe that if I ,or anyone else for that matter, dreams about my mom talking to them it really is her communicating with us. Maybe she knows something I don't. She was always very positive and optimistic, so I'm sure she is the same person in heaven. The only difference is that she has angels wings and can be with God everyday. I know he is watching over us everyday. We may experience tribulations every now and then, but he has proved that he does not give us anything we cannot handle. He has a plan for us. I believe the plan he has laid out for me about my career has been chosen. I know I am wanted in the medical field. After doing home health care and being a CNA, I have found my calling.

           With UCF and other colleges in Florida that offer nursing ,not exactly being ideal, was God's way of saying, " Look you searched it out and discovered it's not the best situation. So now you know what you should really do." I know Devin wants to do 3 different courses at MMI. I only want him to do 2 if not 1 because I don't want him to be away any longer, but I know God has a plan for him and both of us. If we have to be apart a little longer than preferred, God knows what he is doing. Because again, he doesn't give us anything he knows we cannot handle.

           Once again remember,

 Always pray to have eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst, mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith in God.

Mani/Pedi Day

    I got promoted at work recently and I feel like a chicken with my head cut off. I am always busy. I went from being someone who sat and waited for a call to come in to someone who is either replying to a business email, answering the phone/someone's question, not being able to have a moment to think and never leaving on time.

     Last week, I had to turn in my UTHSCSA nursing school questions. I wanted to make sure I had plenty of time to do them, but every time I came home I felt so worn out. Luckily, I had the weekend to complete them and send them to my dad and my aunt to triple check everything made sense and was good to go. Now, I have to wait til the end of the month til I find out if I got in or not.

   One night, I decided to bring some work home with me so I wouldn't have so much to do the next day to where I could possibly leave early! Well, it must have been a sign from God because as I am cleaning up my email somehow it jumped from the trash folder to the inbox and PURGED everything! ( Yes, I cried.) I couldn't believe it. I put my face in my hands,had a little hissy fit, and wanted to crawl into a hole. Devin comes over to see if he can help since I am computer illiterate when it comes to 'fixing' what was done. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do. I tried calling the email tech support and they couldn't help me because I didn't have my work's account information. I couldn't believe I had just lost everything I had received from July 23-Aug 7. Devin advised me to just go to bed and not worry about it. He said, " Everyone makes mistakes." I was just so damn worried that I was going to walk into work and tell them what happened and looks of "what the hell?!!"

    The next morning Devin tells me that I never left work because throughout the night I was yelling in my sleep, as if I was talking to people at work, telling them what they did wrong and so on. I was obviously very stressed about trying to get all the work I needed to finish done and then it was just the cherry on top having 3 weeks worth of emails gone forever!

     So  I go into work and talk with the IT guy about my  little mishap and he spoke with the email tech support and supplied them with the information I couldn't give. All they could was get my emails up to Aug 6 back but hey that was better than nothing! I did some recon to figure out what I had lost and so forth, so no I wasn't banished from work for eternity nor was I objected to have my head chopped off like I was expecting. :) ( Yes, I tend to over exaggerate)

     Last night was a good stress reliever. We went to downtown disney for a kiss tribute concert at the House of Blues. It was so much fun. I had a cherry vodka sour and Devin had a 24 oz budlight and it was freaking $17 for that! I was like hmmm I think this maybe my only drink, until I sipped it and it tasted like cough medicine. The first time I had a cherry vodka sour was at New Year's and it was delicious! This one not so much. So I tried something else. I got a whiskey sour. Yea, that sucked too. It was like I drank spiked water. Seriously. Oh well, other than the awful bartender we had a blast. There is just something about seeing grown men wearing platform shoes and face paint that makes everything better. :) The poor guy that was being Gene Simmons could barely walk in his platform shoes. Devin and I couldn't stop laughing! He would pick his legs up high as if he was a giant when he would walk. Too funny.

       This morning I decided I should get a mani/pedi to be the cherry on top of my stress relieving weekend so I did. I have never been to such a huge a spa! I felt like royalty being so comfortable and luxurious! I love walking out and feeling like I have slept for days. You just feel so relaxed. It's truly amazing. I get home and Devin has mowed the grass, done dishes,and packed up laundry to go to the laundromat. I couldn't believe it. Now he is making dinner on his bbq pit  while I write on my blog and watch shark week. Have I mentioned how great my husband is? Well he is pretty awesome!

      I'm glad I went and treated myself today. It had been awhile since I did that. I think next time Devin and I are going to have to get swedish massages.

       Remember, always pray to have eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst, mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith in God. 

   

Weekly Hubbs and Wifey Movie Date

                             First off, so sorry it's been almost a month since I last posted. I got a job doing telemarketing and it's pretty much draining me mentally and physically. Anyways, as many of you may know, Turbo and R.I.P.D came out at the movie theater this weekend. Devin and I huge movie goers so we pretty much go to the movies every weekend. It's just something we have been doing since we were dating. Well, they were both good movies with morals to the story of course. I don't know what it is, but I love love love movies with a moral ( Yes, this is pretty much every movie minus action and horror films). So for those of you who don't know what each movie was about I will tell you. I promise to SPOIL everything, so if you do not want to know what happens at the end, go watch the movie and then come back and read my blog. SORRY! If I don't spoil it, then I won't be able to get my point across! :)

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                  R.I.P.D, a movie about a man who is a police officer on Earth and gets shot on duty and goes to a place called R.I.P.D to wait out his sentencing as to whether he will go to hell or heaven. As he captures the dead people, he finds out that his best friend on Earth is the villain and is trying to build a tunnel so the dead people will forever be on Earth and can take over. Well, the man's wife finds out that he took some evidence when doing a case so his wife has a totally different feeling about him. He can't explain to her because he is already gone, but he took the evidence( gold) because he wanted to give them a better life. The man ( Ryan Reynolds) and his R.I.P.D partner take down the tunnel, but in the process his wife gets stabbed because she was the dead people's sacrifice. Well she is losing a lot of blood so for a brief moment she is able to go to the other side and she sees her husband. They share a special moment and he explains to her why he took the gold and then tells her that he must let her go and live her life instead of keeping her with him for his own selfish reasons. She ends up waking up in the hospital fine and he continues to watch over her.

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                 Don't take for granted what you have because you never know when that moment may be where you are no longer with the one you love. ( At least, that's what I took away from it)

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                 Turbo, a movie about a snail that wants to go fast! Obviously, he won't ever be able to go fast, but something happens to him and he gets 'super powers' per se and can move at lightning speed! He gets entered into a race to not only live his dream, but to also help send business to the guy that entered him in the race because they have been struggling, along with many other business owners in that particular shopping center. He puts up a good fight throughout the enter Indy 500 until one of the star drivers hits up and his shell breaks releasing his super powers. Now he can only move at snail speed. A huge accident happens on the track and no one can make it to the finish line on the last lap. Turbo is so beat up that even he can't until he realizes he is closer to the finish line than anyone else and starts moving as fast as he can. He ends up winning the race and goes on to live with the guy ( taco shop owner) who entered him in the race.

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                  No matter how many people think your dream is ridiculous if you put your mind to it you will be able to achieve it.

END OF SPOILERS

                          I don't know why but it just dawned on me that every children's movie always has a moral. To me, kids are able to take with them these morals and they are tucked away in their subconscious. I mean think about it. When you are babysitting multiple children, or maybe you have younger siblings, you can see how they play together. They will share or tell the other kids what is fair and what is not. Or even when a child says, "I want to be a ballerina", there is always some snotty kid that says, "You can't!", but that child will say back, " Yes I can if I believe in myself." I know its cheesy, but even adult movies such as R.I.P.D had a moral for adults. Even love stories make us skeptical sometimes and reality tv shows by showing us that being unfaithful in a relationship happens and what the re-percussions can be. Go watch Temptation, the new Tyler Perry movie. Trust me that has a huge moral!!! 

                         I just found it to be interesting how movies or tv have such an impact on us without us really knowing it. Just a little something to think about.....

     Remember to....always pray for eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst,mind that forgets that bad, and a soul that never loses faith in God.

The Laundromat Realization

                   On Sunday, Devin and I went to go do laundry. (The house has washer and dryer hook ups but we don't a washer and dryer to hook up). He warned about how the laundromat has some "characters", but I didn't really know what to expect. The only other laundromat I have ever been in was in Korea on post. It was super small and it was usually just us. Well, this laundromat was gigantic compared to that! There were quite a few people there for a Sunday morning too. There were few people there speaking languages I didn't even know existed and there were some who were showing how crazy their tempers can get. I tried not to direct my attention to them and just mind my own business, but it was a bit difficult. I brought my nook to read, but I kept getting distracted. Devin and I waited by the machines we were using so once they the timer went off we could transfer everything to the dryer. He played his Tiger Woods golf game app on his phone while I attempted to read. Fortunately, the book I am reading ( The Pact) is really good and easy to get into so at times I was distracted by the book.

                     A mother of three was a row behind us. She was a bit perturbed you might say. I know I am not a parent, but I don't think I will be yelling at my kids telling them to shut up, then speaking in Spanish, then threatening to take this that and the other away when they get home. I'm sure parenting can be very frustrating and I know it's hard work too. You have to be able to think about someone else and how it benefits them and not you. You cannot be selfish.

                    Then there was a middle aged man, probably early- mid 40's, who was talking loudly on his cell phone about how he has a job interview coming up but if it doesn't go well he is going to move to another state if his daughter can pay for him too.

                     Now comes a rather large man, at least 400 pounds without a doubt, who sat while his girlfriend put the loaded the washer. His girlfriend was wearing leggings with rips 5 inches long all the way down her legs that were purposely created by the clothing designer. He starts telling her about how a man should treat woman based on what his dad raised him to believe. He says, "If a woman needs nice things all the time and can't just appreciate being with her man, then something is wrong." His girlfriend just nodded and then somewhere they changed their conversation to how he didn't like her cousin and how he doesn't want her hanging with her cousin. She begins to get upset and tells him, " My cousin is blood and that's all that matters." 

                   Devin and I rapidly folded laundry, packed our clothes up and left. When we got in the car, I told Devin, " You weren't kidding. There were definitely some characters in there." He replied, "Yep it gets worse the later in the day." We drove off and went about our day running errands and what not. 

                   Yesterday, we went for a walk in the neighborhood and Devin brought up how blessed he was to have the parents he has. He said he never realized how blessed and grateful he was til he saw how other people are. He reminisced about how his parents parented and how they did a great job raising him and his siblings.  As we shared stories about our childhood, a red dodge truck comes zooming by. Two teenage boys were in the back screaming and being boys. The truck would speed up over the speed bumps so the boys would bounce around. The truck pulls into the drive way of one of the houses on the street and is purposely braking while the boys are standing up in the bed of the truck. Devin says, " I hope whoever is driving that truck is old enough to be able to pass for immature like the boys in the back. You know they are young and it can kind of be looked at that way but if the driver is older and knowing it's not safe to do that then what are they teaching the kids?"

                  Of course the driver ended up being a parent of one of the kids. I know you can have fun with your kids and their friends but you can do that and be safe at the same time. You can also be an example to your children also.

                   I know that I have been through many trials and tribulations in my lifetime. At times, I feel like no one else in the world can relate. But they can to an extent. What I need to remind myself is that there are other people who out there who are having an even harder time than I am at life and they are making things the best they can be for themselves. Sometimes we don't know how blessed we are until God puts a situation right in front of us.

                      Always pray to have eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst, mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith in God.

Waffle House, UCF Road Trip, and Organizing the bedroom of Doom!

                        Guess who had a breakfast date with their hubby this glorious Saturday morning in Florida's humidity? This girl! Pecan waffles definitely were calling my name! Along with bacon and hashbrowns. Yes, my inner fat girl was screaming out! :) Anywho, waffle house was packed! As we drove up, we both went, "Hmm? Is there even anywhere to park?" Luckily for us, there was! After I attempted to find 'better' parking and then reversed back to the ONLY spot in the parking lot, we walked up to the front door and found a place to sit. After we gobbled down our waffles and side orders, we began our journey to find University of Central Florida ( otherwise known as UCF).

                        On Monday, there is going to be an information session at UCF Nursing School. I am nervous for many reasons, but the top 2 are :
                                     1. Driving in there by myself
                                     2. Going by myself

        Yes, I am a big 'ol baby! Something about having someone go with you gives you, or me at least, a feeling of easiness. I guess because I will at least know ONE person in the room. I know I need to put my big girl panties on and deal, but geeze can't someone go with? No, Devin can't go. He has school and attendance counts towards his grade, so ehhhhhh that's out the window. I will have to do drive out in the Florida craziness one of these days so why not Monday?!

                    The school was about 30 minutes away from the house, which isn't too bad.  We made it there in one piece thank God! I'm telling you, the people we have come across in Florida while on the road are outrageous horrible drivers! Korea was really really bad. I mean nothing like you have ever seen before. There are scooters, food delivery or not, who drive on the sidewalks or in between the lanes so they can go faster. People run red lights when others aren't coming so they can be on their merry way. When merging on the highway, no one lets anyone in without a fight. Not a real fight but the 'fight' involves a lot of brake checking and running up on the person in front of you. Oh yes! It's an amazing experience! You must put it on your bucket list! ( Sarcastic tone) Anyways, you get the jist; Korean drivers the worst ever! Well after a few people pulled out in front of us and a few people went 20 miles per hour under the speed limit, we arrived to UCF's Nursing School.

                    Devin, being the techonologically savvy man he is, programmed the destination to be saved in my GPS. No people I don't have a Garmin. It's something else from Scion and I can't work it to save my life. I mean come on you are talking to the girl who sold her Macbook because she had no clue how to work it other than open itunes and get music and get on the internet. All the other fancy schmancy stuff that the Apple laptops offer I had no idea how to operate. ( Which is why I now have a regular by my definition laptop). We began to head back home and of course Devin says, " Let's go check out Harley Davidson." Okay fine! I don't mind. Really I don't. At first, I use to because I would much rather me walking around the mall, but I know he likes to look around at the bikes and what not and then I get to look at the super cute, overly priced shirts they have!

                 He drove back home :) after we visited Harley Davidson of East Orlando and we went home to conquer the bedroom.... DUN DUN DUN! Yes, remember how I said in my last post how Devin has been living the bachelor life? Well the bedroom ( the only bedroom) he made into a storage/airbrush room. That's fine, but stuff was all over. Then I move in and my dad got me some storage stuff so now it was super cramped. After we took a few hour break, from driving to breakfast and visiting UCF, we got the ball rolling! Dev took the majority of the items out while I swept up around him. He began shuffling stuff here and there throughout the room stacking items here and there too. Now the room is a lot less cluttered. We still want to get another shelving unit but other than that it looks AWESOME!

                 Devin went outside to air up the tires in our vehicles and I stayed in and did some unpacking and organizing. He needed to take his truck out for a spin since he hadn't driven it in awhile due to using his motorcycle more. He comes and says, " Let's go take the truck around the block." I get ready and walk out the door. I'm thinking we are just going to around the block and go back home. Nope. We went down a few miles to this ice cream place called Twistee Treat. It's a small building shaped like an ice cream cone with picnic tables around it. There is always a line a mile long whenever we drive by so we have been wanting to try it. Today was the day! They had so much stuff! At first, I wanted a pretzel, but then I saw my absolute favorite... Mint Chocolate Chip. Of course I got a milk shake. Devin got a milk shake and a chili cheese dog. It looked so good, but I have this thing about hot dogs. When we were in Korea, we went to the movies on post, and I got a hot dog. Like an idiot I ate the hot dog that was clearly not even lukewarm and ate it after the guy heated it up in the  microwave. I mean shoot the hot dog is suppose to be hot from spinning around on the grill deal. But my stomach was wanting it so I ate it. Yep, the porcelain throne was my best friend that night. Devin told me that I have to get over my bad experience and eat a hot dog again. "It's an American tradition," he said. Yea, yea , yea tell my stomach that.

                    Well we came home and started up the tv. What did we watch you ask? A movie? No. A recorded show? Yes. Motorcycle racing. Devin loves it. He watched it while I did some dishes lol and then he went and mowed the grass( What he is doing right now). I have Mrs. Doubtfire on ( best movie by Robin Williams ) and am starting a California Pizza Kitchen Pizza in the oven. We gotta hit up the gym later since both of have added on the love persay. I have vowed to not buy any other pants any size bigger than what I have as motivation. I know you aren't suppose to do that to yourself, but I love shopping and if I can shop for clothes, pants to be exact, that aren't higher than a size 6 I will be ever so appreciative.

                                                                        On that note:

Always pray to have eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst, mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith in God.

From the Real Housewife of Chipola Circle's Desk :)                      

The Real Housewife of Chipola Circle

                   Yep, that's me. I started looking for jobs on Tuesday, but so far I haven't heard back from anyone. I've applied to work at Victoria's Secret, be a receptionist for a dental office, work at Costco or Sam's, work at the YMCA, and a  home health care company called Home Instead. I was really hoping I was going to be able to work for Visiting Angels here in Orlando,but they require you do some 40 hr training or have your CNA certification from Florida. To whereas in San Antonio, that was a requirement since it was a non medical group. I know I will find something. I have put my trust into God and I know he has a plan for me.

                Since my dad left to go back to San Antonio on Tuesday, I have been getting accustomed to things in Florida. Still unpacking clothes and what not trying to get the bedroom organized and what not. Devin was living the bachelor pad life since March so now the wife is here and she's turning it around a bit. LOL Sorry babe, Love ya!

                 Anyways, it's a nice little neighborhood that we are living in. There is a lake right across the street from us. (Too bad we don't have a boat that we could launch off of the public boat ramp.) It's a cute little one bedroom with a full bathroom, living room and kitchen. It is close to all kinds of shopping like a Walmart, two malls, an outlet mall, Sam's and Costco, and 30 minutes away from Disneyworld. When we lived in Washington, the house we chose, was 15-20 minutes away from a Walmart or nail salon or restaurant. It took 5 minutes just to get from our house in the neighborhood to the front gate. It was a beautiful place don't get me wrong, but it would be a place to retire not for a newly married couple.

                I am still a little scared to drive here. The drivers are nuts! People just don't pay attention to their surroundings! I told Devin I thought drivers in Korea were bad, but Florida ( at least Orlando) doesn't have anything on them!

                 Even though we don't have Major and Lulu here ( no pets allowed in the house) we are just glad to be back with each other! I told Devin he can't go anywhere ever again! :) He agreed, but then told me I can't leave him again! Hmmm I'm pretty sure I just followed lol Nonetheless, I am very blessed to have him in my life as my husband who is the same loving, super cheesy, can drive me crazy, makes me laugh, and reminds me everyday how lucky he is, motorcycle fanatic, spoils me daily person no matter how long we have been apart.

Hello Disneyworld!

            Yep! I am getting ready to move to Florida! I am slowly but surely getting everything together. I need to sit down, play some super girly rockout music and PACK! Two months ago, if you would have asked me what I would want to do more study or pack, I would have told you pack. Now that I don't have school going on, I would much rather watch my "trash" tv and eat popcorn.

            I really don't like packing especially to move. I am glad I only experienced it a few times in the military. Trust me, those 'few' times was plenty! I told Devin when we first moved back that the next time we move I am literally just taking clothes out of the closet (hanger and all), putting them in the car, and placing them into the closet at the new house. I am determined to not use moving boxes once we get back from Florida and move into a house. I will simply place everything as is ( minus wiring for electronics) into the car and installing once we set it in the house. Yes, it might (most likely will) take longer, but oh well it will be worth it in the long run.

             So, I am a tad bit nervous about moving. Lord, only knows why, but I am. When I told Devin I was nervous he laughed and said, "Why? You are moving to live with me." Yes, yes I know, but I think I'm just nervous about making a change. I got comfortable living back in San Antonio,knowing my surroundings, being in the same time zone as friends and family, and not having to twerk my brain when recording shows because,again, I was in the same time zone. (We have slingbox so we stream our tv through the internet so it's based off of San Antonio time since the slingbox is in San Antonio.)  I also do not want to part with the Monaco babies ( Major and Lulu). Devin's landlord in Florida does not allow pets so they have to stay with his parents. :(

            Sunday was my last day at work. It was definitely bittersweet. My clients were all very understanding about me moving to Florida to be with Devin. It is crazy how much of a relationship my clients and I had made in such a short amount of time. One person I had since my very first day while others I picked up along the way, as clients I had no longer needed home health care services due to their personal needs. My very last person this weekend starting crying when I left. It choked me up a little bit. I would work with this person on the weekends in the morning and after a month and half or so my client requested I be their caregiver all day on the weekends. ( I can't specify him or her due to privacy.) I really enjoyed working for Visiting Angels which is why I am going to try and work for them in Orlando. I had no idea there are Visiting Angels in every major city in the U.S. . One of my wonderful bosses wrote me a sparkling recommendation. I am uber excited! One day, one of my bosses told me,"I don't know what you are doing Luci, but you are doing something to these people in a good way. Everyone just loves you." To me, that was a complete confirmation as to why I have chosen to enter the medical field as a career.

            I have been truly blessed, not only my entire life, but these past few weeks. I took my TEAS exam and passed. My nursing application for UT Health Science at San Antonio was submitted perfectly without any problems. I submitted my application to UCF (University of Central Florida) and I got accepted. ( I had to apply to UCF before I can,possibly, apply to UCF's nursing school.) I finished my last week of work with no issues ( someone falling or becoming very ill). Now to tackle, choosing the clothes I cannot possibly live without while I am in Florida, along with the shoes that are impossible to part with, oh and purses of course! Luckily, I have God on my side during my ever so troublesome decision :)The rest of the week consists of relaxation in the form of hanging out by the pool, watching tv/jamming out to songs while packing, having dinner with the girls and trying to contain my excitement as much as possible!

                       Devin Taylor, here I come! Your 'bachelor pad' days are OVER!