Ice Ice?

People (namely those in their early twenties) don't know how to appreciate life. I've come to realize growing up in the ghetto to appreciate what I have. Why not a dentist or a doctor? Why not make $100,000 dollars a year? I want to love my life, love what I do, and not feel trapped in a career that I don't enjoy. How does appreciation and loving your job tie together? Knowing how to appreciate the small things in life makes you a happier person in general. Move on, forget your troubled past, but never forget where you've been and are coming from. This also makes you appreciate life more.

What ever happened to Vanilla Ice?

dad in a hurry+paperwork=adelle

So you know when you say and do things you don't mean? Well, I hate that. Trying to explain yourself and apologize for things you thought you meant, but didn't really because you were not all there is not my idea of fun. It is a bit awkward. I'm not sure if I should just be bluntly honest, or if I should laugh everything off. What if I really did mean some things and I just don't realize it because they are buried in my subconscious? What if I didn't? What if none of it is what I think it is? I need to not worry you about my life or my sanity. I'm sorry. If you think this is about you, it's probably not. It's just the general statement of my life. Confusion is my middle name. No, that's a lie. Adelle is. It was supposed to be Adele, but my dad was in such a hurry to leave when filling out paperwork that he miss-spelled it. Top that.

We got a blow-up pool!

It's summer and it's soooooooo hot here in Walla Walla. My roommate and I just got back from tri-cities last night and we had a blast. We were at lake Wallula in the afternoon and then we drove to Kennewick to go mini golfing. we decided to eat, seeing as i hadnt eaten all day, and happened upon taco del mar. I ate these beach tacos. They were out of control! super good, but they fell apart really easy and my hands got really salsa-ee... moving on, after that eating fiasco (it was good, just messy), we realized we were too late to go minigolfing, so we went to target instead. Several of my friends are getting married, so i went shopping on their bridal registry lists. Fun stuff!

My roomate, on the other hand had other plans. She and her boyfriend happened upon a blow up pool, which we blew up last night and put on our patio. We had a midnight swim with grape soda in martini glasses, and then covered it with a tarp.... we have a blow up pool!!!! how cool is that!!?!?!?