...it was a beautiful day

Today I was fortunate enough to enjoy the nice weather; Wally and I took a walk together in the sunshine and it was just lovely.

In the above picture, though you can't really tell, I'm wearing one of my favorite shirts; it's from Hershey Park, its bright green with orange, yellow and pink writing.

The day I got it was the last day my family and I were at Hershey this past summer. Each of my siblings and I were allotted one (reasonable) gift shop souvenir for the vacation and I still had yet to pick mine.

That was also the day we spent in the water park section of Hershey and I ended up going in in my shorts and then having nothing dry to wear but my tube top (you'll see why this detail is important in just a sec, I promise) So I decided to look for some sho

rts in the gift shop near where we were changing; lo and behold I found (and fell in love with) this shirt. The orange writing matched my orange tube top and so I wore the new shirt with my other shirt as a skirt. I looked like a starburst with all my bright colors but I was just happy to be dry (and have a sick new shirt!)

When we left Hershey, my family went home (Long Island, NY) and I headed back towards VA, making a crucial stop at E's house where this picture was taken. Still hot with Hershey fever, I posed shamelessly in my starbursting attire before I was forced to change into something more appropriate (for another sick party; nice one E!)

finally!

It's snowing!!! Finally some white fluffy stuff for US; Dads' been bragging about how much he's had to shovel so far this year and we, down here, had barely gotten ANYTHING. Wintertime is just a really cold, dreary, long season without snow; the snow makes it all so much more bearable.

Here's me, at my Mom's over winter break. That was the same day we went sledding (at the VA golf course and then Bellrose.)

to walk, or not to walk... that is the question

Yesterday was the Walk for Life on the mall in D.C. I was initially reluctant to go, seeing as I am pro-choice, but my curiosity got the best of me and so I went.

I didn't realize the magnitude of people who would attend until I actually got there, and even then, I was in disbelief. It was really hard to imagine that all these people, from all over the country, made whatever extreme plans necessary to be in Washington D.C. for one day. There seemed to be an infinite amount of coach buses, something truly astounding when there are always so many buses in D.C.

I had gone on a whim when some people went to extreme lengths to be there. It still shocks me but my pro-choice stance remains unwavering. Some of the things I saw were outlandish, rude even. I'm glad I went, for the experience and to see, but it's not something I'm planning on being a part of again.

this thing, really?

<-- This is me totally starting my blog yeah!
I have to make a blog, so I am. This is my blog, I'm making it for a class and I have a feeling that it might be hard with me to keep up with. I'm busy and would love to write down all the things I do but, I'm busy; I rarely find myself at the computer at my leisure, so this will have to be a chore, work, until (if) I get into it.