Saturday, June 22, 2013

The House That Built Me.

For the last two years, I have been fortunate enough to live in one of
the most gorgeous houses I have ever seen.
Six bedrooms. Steam showers. Large Kitchen. Huge bay window. Tons of space. 
Essentially, this house was anything BUT a typical college house.


I was blown away the first time I ever stepped foot through the front door. 
There was so much space and a huge dining room table.
Yes, an actual dining table and even a real fireplace!
Definitely an upgrade from my beloved Turner Hall.

I remember sitting down with my five roommates and future landlord 
(who turned out to be an absolute blessing from God) and signing away 
our lives so we could officially be the next tenants of this amazing place. 
I was filled with trepidation as my pen touched the lease.
Was I making a mistake? Did I really like these girls?
Did I really need to move out of my dorm??
My mind swirled with worries and excitement.

Two years later and I can honestly say.....signing that lease 
was the best decision I ever made while in college.
Scratch that.
It has been the best decision I've made thus far in my whole life.

This house (without a doubt) helped shape me into the person I am today.
I experienced so much while living at 1823. 
Laughter. Tears (tons and tons of tears). Happiness. Sadness. Fear.
My first relationships. My first love. My first heartbreak.
My best friends.


I've loved sharing the past two years with these lovely ladies. 
We laughed and cried and played cards and grew tremendously together.
And while distance may separate us, we'll always be connected at heart.

But why am I writing such a heavy post tonight?
Well, today I sadly had to say goodbye to my sanctuary.
After two wonderful years, I had to spend the day packing up my possessions,
cleaning out the fridge, and spackling holes in the wall. 

And after a long day of cleaning,
I had to turn the lock on the front door one last time and say goodbye to my home.

I will always cherish the memories I created within the walls of this
 home (I literally have no bad memories. Not a single one).
I will never forget the love that surrounded me these past two years, and
for the rest of my life, I will carry a piece of 1823 in my heart. 

Our final contribution to 1823

Monday, June 3, 2013

Rockies Fever.

Coors Field is my happy place!
Literally nothing beats an afternoon or evening spent at the ballpark.
I love the atmosphere, the sounds, the players, the fried food, but most importantly...
I LOVE MY COLORADO ROCKIES!!

(photo credit to Mr. Ryan Dee)

A few of years ago, one of my best friends (the lovely Kristi Small) and I 
learned about an opportunity.....
FAN PHOTO DAY!!

This day (so magical for all baseball fans) allows mere mortals the opportunity
to take pictures with some of their most beloved baseball idols. 
You get to walk around on the field and talk to professional baseball players AND
take pictures with said baseball players.

It's the perfect way to spend a day.

As a devout fan, I look forward to this event every year.
In fact, this year marks my third consecutive time attending fan photo day.
And you know what??....You'll most likely find me there next year too!

Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the day....Enjoy!

Jackie Robinson...a true American baseball hero
Proof we actually touched the field
(Shout out to BigFoot Turf....the dirt looked great. Hope the summer is treating y'all well)
The lovely Kristi Small and I standing in right field
The awesome and wonderful, Michael Cuddyer
(I have so much respect for this man)
The one and only, Todd Helton
(This man is Rockies baseball and my absolute favorite player)