Small Town Saturday Night

Tory singing with the windows down. "I had a barbaque stain on my white t-shirt. You were killin' me in that mini skirt..."

Natalie toughed it out in the back seat with all the wind! What a happy camper!

Who's driving???

We missed the beautiful sunset photo by like 30 seconds. Man oh man... but we still got the beautiful smiles!

Sometimes I am amazed at the moments of wonder God let's me experience. Wow! And my camara phone took this picture!

Here's the band that made it all happen in Lockhard: "The Fossils." What a fun night of dancing with the locals in a small town.

Halloween Style Preview

So I found out some sad news Tuesday night. The party I am hitting up Saturday is not... I repeat... NOT a Halloween costume party. I totally thought it was and had planned to show up in my majorly hot butterfly costume. I was totally unaware that no one else would be dressed up. It could have been a total retake of the seen of Legally Blond where Reese shows up to the Harvard house party as a hot bunny. But hey, Reese did end up nabbing Luke Wilson, so maybe it wouldn't have been that bad had I fluttered around the dance floor batting my eyelashes and my wings.

So tonight I put on my wings and flower headband (that the product developers obviously thought looked butterfly-ish) and danced around my house, speaking in an English accent (because if butterflies could talk, they'd definitely be British) and terrifying my dog, Murphy.

This summer a friend of mine told me that he thought some costumes transform us. When we slip into them, we naturally slip into that character. And certain costumes just seem made for certain individuals. This summer my favorite costume was one I stumbled upon on opening day of 6th camper term. Randi and I had been putting on new outfits every 10 minutes to add excitement and surprise to the awkward platform introduction scene. We had been on a roll of wearing monochromatic outfits compiled of all one color. We visited Blue, Pink, Green, and Gold before arriving at PURPLE. Normally not my favorite color. AND oh my goodness... we were transformed! We became "Purple." I felt this amazing phenomena of taking on the persona of the color. And tonight I felt that same sensation of becoming the butterfly. Let me tell you that I am STILL wearing the costume as I type and I am LOVING it! I just wish that someone was here to enjoy the character I have become. My parents marveled at my graceful leaps and jumps around the living room earlier, but now they lie in bed probably dreaming of little mariposas flying over a field of wild flowers. I wish that I had a partner in crime like TBone or Randi here to share in the festivities. unfortunately I will soon have to remove the costume and become my former self before slipping into a long slumber. Saturday night awaits. And who knows... maybe I will defy the social norm and show up as a butterfly anyways. I would be so much more fun as "Julie, the Hot Butterfly" than as just plain old "Hot Julie."

Missing My Kimberlaaaay!

She just left for Columbus, Ohio this morning, but I already miss her. That girl is an absolute bundle of fun. For those of you who don't know Kimberly, you are missing out. She inspires impromptu dance parties outside people's houses with the car radio blaring... She often speaks in a British accent to strangers and friends alike... She goes shopping almost everyday... She commutes half-way across the country for work... She likes to wrap herself in toilet paper for fun... She is currently addicted to coffee... As seen above, she likes to ride statues in public... She has crushes on foreign, metro guys... She loves to read... And the lists of fun qualities goes on and on and on and on... Let's just say, I can't wait to see you Thursday, Kimbo! We are going to make the most of our weekends!!!

Auntie Money

Thursday night I finally got to meet Little Miss Reilly "Agget" Dean Newman! It was such an amazing experience because I really felt like I already knew her. Every day this summer I had multiple conversations with Katie Newman's belly. As many of you know, the Newman's (like the Federlines) did not release the name of their baby until the time of her birth, so they had all of us guessing! I decided early on that her name was to be Agget... the name of a precious jewel and she could go by Ag or Aggie for short! Perfect... huh? Katie said I could now refer to her as Reilly Agget Dean Newman which would make her initials spell RAD... Ha... anyways... Last semester I learned in my Cognitive Psychology class that the first sense a human baby develops is that of being able to hear... so I think that when I finally met Reilly outside of her mamma's womb, she really did recognize my voice. It was so fun to get to hold her and listen to her coo. My favorite part of the night was when Katie asked me to burp her since she was on the phone and it needed to be done. Of course, I have never burped a baby and don't know how hard you have to tap her back. I went at it timidly and as a result, got spit up on 3 times! Ha... so gross but so funny too. Despite the projectile vomiting, I really liked getting to burp her because I got to hold her sweet little head up next to my shoulder and kiss her on her forehead. She is definitely the cutest baby in the world. Just check out those cheeks... okay wow... I definitely have baby fever!

Dust That Dirt of Your Shoulders!

So today I sat in the mall food court with my mom and her friend Denise. I ate the lunch that I had packed this morning... including a sandwich, soda, cheese its, and m&m's (no cookies... sad!). My mom and Denise shared a plate of rice and suspicious chicken from some chinese restaurant. Our conversation consisted mainly of me complaining (like only you can do with your mom) about a personality conflict with a girl I see almost everyday. This girl frustrates me like crazy and really gets under my skin. My mom listened, inserting the proper back-channeling cues such as "uh huh... yeah... interesting" to let me know she was taking it all in. Then when I paused, signaling that I was ready for some real feedback, she responded with, "Julie, when she irritates you just brush it off... just brush it off." As she said this she demonstrated how to brush it off by dusting the dirt off of both of her shoulders. I couldn't help but laugh out loud and ask her to pose for a blog shot. Can't you just see my mom dancing in a music video, singing "Julie, dust that dirt off your shoulders!"

FYI

Many of you are probably very disappointed in my recent blogging hiatus. You may be thinking... Julie's life really must have somehow lost its luster and become "lame-o" because she hasn't been blogging at all lately. Well... Don't you worry... I may not have blogged recently but that is just because I have been out living a life worthy of blogging about... Living so much that I didn't have time to blog! How fun is that!?!?! I greatly apologize for not blogging about many events that I intended to... I've had so many blog ideas run through my head, but by the time I get home I'm all tuckered out and only have enough energy to check Rachel Lundeen's blog and then hit the sack. By the way, I am blown away by the quality of her blog... I mean today alone she blogged like a ba-gillion times! Now that's dedication to her public! Anyways, please accept my apologies for my cyber-absence.