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pictures!


i posted just a couple days ago, but this time i'm including a few pictures!
the new state i'm living in....
my new living space...


 a picture wall/closet...
 

i got a library card yesterday!

it rained a lot the other day...
and on a side note, i've been to the grocery store twice and each time the sky has decided to open in a big way...both times i was caught without an umbrella...and i've now decided i should probably just keep a spare in my car...

while i was in said grocery store, i had to ask for help finding honey, and the guy stocking the cans told me where it was. when i said thank you, he said, "no problem. i always like helping the pretty girls." that may be the nicest thing someone has said to me since i've been here. which, admittedly has only been a week as of yesterday. and it's not like people are walking around being rude, it was just nice....

today i went to the satchmo summerfest, which is just a jazz fest to celebrate louis armstrong (whose middle name, by the way, is "satchmo"). i've also learned that his birthday is august 4th, which is why the festival is in august, and i learned not to stand right next to the speakers when listening to the band b/c you'll walk away not being able to hear quite right....
 


i tried to upload a video of the treme brass band doing, "what a wonderful world," but blogger wouldn't let me...


in other news, pray for little caden stanley, the newest member of the stanley family, who are some amazing people! he was born just this week, and is having open heart surgery on monday.

Comments

Anna C. said…
See, and if he was hot, you should have said, And I like being helped by the cute ones! But if he was old that would just be creepy. And you have to listen to SO MUCH jazz for me--Jealous!
August 7, 2011 at 9:07 AM
brooke said…
he was a teenager....still creepy...
August 7, 2011 at 10:18 AM
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