"Wheresoever you go, go with all of your heart." - Confucious

So......this blog is a long time coming isn't it? But if we pretend like I didn't say I was going to start one the second week after I moved here....it's new and exciting! So let's just start from there :)

Henceforth, this shall be a blog about all of the fantastic, not-so-fantastic, and incredibly mundane things that I do in the beautiful state of Colorado. Also about my dog. Because, let's be honest, his exploits are much more interesting and entertaining than mine currently are. And he's totes cuter. Look at those eyes.

In general, Colorado has been pretty good to me since we made the great move, but I guess I should start at the beginning! After graduation and way too many horribly sad "see you laters",  after all of the holiday festivities and family events, after driving to Ft. Worth on the icy night of death and watching the Falcons play in the Armed Forces Bowl, and after some anticipated, but still frustrating,  underestimation of how big a Uhaul it would take to hold all of Ellen's crap, Sam, Mom, Doug & I left Waxahachie, TX on December 30th to start our mid-winter trek to Colorado.

Mom, Doug, & Indy were in my awesome new car and Sam was behind the wheel of the Uhaul. I was coloring.  We had our choice between two routes, and an executive decision was made that Oklahoma was much safer than the mountains - which is probably completely true when attempting to navigate a uhaul - unless an unanticipated ice-pocolypse occurs. GUESS WHAT HAPPENED -_- I'll explain in photos - they're worth 1000 words. 

Texas Panhandle...... 

...and then OKLAHOMA -_- 

(notice how in this picture...you can't tell what's road and what's not) 

On the plus side, Indy's first snow prints! 

But all's well that ends well, and we arrived in Colorado Springs safely on New Years eve and now we have a great traveling story to tell people. I mean 15+ hours would have been really boring if it was completely uneventful. Coloring can only help so much. 

My new apartment/townhome is lovely and everything that I had hoped it would be. There was some major landlord drama when I first moved in, but after I wrote him a strongly worded, but ever so polite letter and sent it certified mail to his bossy self he seemed to see things more my way. I don't think that replacing the broken mailbox lock or asking him to put weather stripping on the inch wide gap underneath the front door that was letting out the heat and letting in snow and cold air is too unreasonable, but I think he considered it kin to an act of congress (which is an even more appropriate analogy than usual considering how much congress sucks right now). 

Yes, that is my car that can be seen through the gap. 

However, door & mailbox issues fixed and set aside, I really do love my new place. There reason I am not including any pictures is because .... I haven't finished unpacking. Anyone who ever saw my room at Copper Beech will understand that this is not unusual for me. I just .... want to take it out of the box and put it exactly where it is supposed to go and then never move it, and apparently that is an unreasonable unpacking assumption haha. So the perfectionist inside of me (which, let's be honest, is like the dormant dragon right beneath the surface of my personality) just leaves the boxes there, until I have innumerable hours during which I can do it all in one sitting. Which is like never. Except when Sam is home to watch Indy and he is the antithesis of helpful when it comes to unpacking. I forsee many partially unpacked houses in our future as a military family haha. REGARDLESS, I made some pretty good strides last weekend and Sam and I actually put up pictures frames and wall decorations in the living room, so have faith. Pictures of the finished product are not too far in the future. 

Let's see...other important things to note....

1. We have a cat. Her name is Phillip. Yes, I did say her. More to come on her in the future haha. 

2. I have a bartending license! Wait, what? I know some of you are probably completely dumfounded since I'm not very secretive about my disdain for alcohol and the fact that I never drink - but think about it for a second. I memorize things ridiculously easy and can hold a lengthy conversation with a brick wall. Perfect side job? Bartending. Makes since, right? 

I am still pursuing other, degree relevant, careers of course. I actually have an application out to a job thats on base (perfect!) which would literally be the most ideal situation. But I've run into a lot of roadblocks hunting in the social services field because A. I'm not currently enrolled in a masters program and B. I'm not 21 yet. Who would have thought graduating early would be the opposite of encouraging to potential employers/volunteer supervisors. So I have applications and feelers out there, but I am definitely not above like working at Old Navy and Bartending until I start grad school this summer. Experience is definitely nice, but money is money. 

3. My address is: 

2293 Golden Gate Grv 

Colorado Springs, Co 80918

if anyone decides they want to send me mail or something. :) 

Alright, I'll end this one here. Love & miss y'all!