The Sparrow and the Wolf.

It's a song. A magical, meaningful, brilliant song. I heard it first on my great friend Sarah's video, showing her time in Italy. It's wonderful as well.

You know when you hear songs and you can just feel the music? It's weird. Maybe it only happens to music people. I cannot explain it. I'm a daydreamer, always have been and I hope I always will be. And that is exactly what this song does to me. It allows me to escape the Auburn bubble and find myself on the streets of Paris, wandering around the Pont des Arts and sipping on a cafe au lait.

The thing is, I'm not there. I'm here. And I'm learning to be content with that.

Too heavy? Maybe. Post about a FANTASTIC dinner at the Yellow Hammer Restaurant coming soon. It won't be as weird as this post, I promise.

P.S. In case you're intrigued..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_0gEC2OBDs

Trips, a TV Series and Timesheets, Collectively.

HELLLOOOOO!

I have been quite the busy bee since I last posted. Here's a list of what's been happening lately.

1. I went to this place for a few days:

It was the first time I've ever been to a beach that wasn't on the gulf, and let me just say that it was FANTASTIC. Y'all. The Atlantic Ocean is where it's at. For real.

2. I came BACK to this place:

I realized I had missed Auburn more than I had realized! So far it's been great. I've started work but I'm still not taking classes yet.

3. Because I want to accomplish some items on my list, Camilla and I made a trip to Hastings to get Boy Meets World.

Guess what, folks? They didn't have it. Dumb. But they did have a plethora of show to choose from. Camilla and I were confused about which show to choose so naturally we rented the first discs of five different tv shows.

Out of Lost, Big Love, The Wire, Parks and Recreation, and Mad Men, guess which one we chose?

Mad Men. Let's just say it was an easy choice. It's set in the 50's and about advertising executives on Madison Avenue in New York. It's different from other shows I've watched and I like it!

So I've chosen a tv series to watch. Does that mean I can mark it off the list yet? I'm getting antsy.

A Question.

How do you get to be officially "good" at blogging? I certainly know that anyone who wishes to be an exceptional blogger should NOT follow my lead. I mean, I had a blog a few years ago then deleted it. Started one when I went to Paris (this one actually!), then fell off the bandwagon again.

Do you have to be an every day blogger? Because if that is the case I'm just not going to make it. I simply have nothing to talk about. Unless you want to hear about the Harry Potter Weekend special that's on ABC Family, I've got nothing. Nada. I

'm really curious. I want to make this work.

Oh right. I need to accomplish some things on my list. Then I could blog about it. It's ingenious, really.

But for now...HOW GOOD DO THESE LOOK?

These are carrot cake whoopie pies and they look DIVINE. I saw them on one of my favorite blogs, Abbey Goes Design Scouting! I'm going to make these. Then I'll have something to talk about. Now, back to Harry Potter.

Adding to the List.

So I have a few additions to the list for the summer that came up while I've been in Dothan. (This is what happens when you have to come up with things to fill up your day.)

My mother and I have been wanting to learn to sew or smock or something of that nature and decided to enroll in a smocking class (don't judge) so we will be able to make sweet baby gifts like her other friends do. Y'all, it is HARD. I have enjoyed it though! I've also ordered an embroidery kit so we'll see how that works out. I've come a long way from not knowing how to sew a button onto a shirt THREE weeks ago (again, don't judge.)

Another thing I have been thinking about is how much I like tennis. I've been playing tennis with my dad and realized that although I like tennis, I'm not very good at it. My serve is probably the worst of all time. I aim for the box and it actually lands on the other court's box when I hit. Progress, slowly but surely.

Lastly, I've talked to a few of my close friends who live in the same apartment complex that I do and we have all had a desire to hone our cooking skills. The problem? Cooking for one is not very satisfying OR cost effective. The solution? We're going to cook for each other one night a week and split the cost of the grocery bill. BRILLIANT!

In a nutshell, my added goals for the summer:

11. Smock a (baby's) gown and finish embroidering my tea towel.

12. Learn to effectively serve while playing tennis.

13. Cook a healthy meal for my friends and me once a week.

Am I overachieving here with this list? Maybe. We'll see what happens.

Remember That Time..

I said I'd be back on this blog? Well, here we are, 3 months later, and I am JUST now getting back. I have been swamped with school (who knew a PR major would be so busy with SCHOOL?) but things are finally winding down.

This summer I will not be going back to Paris, but I will be in a great place, nevertheless: Auburn. I can't wait for summer to get here. In all of it's appropriateness, I'm going to make a list of sorts: things that have to be accomplished this summer. Here it goes..

1. Eat at the Yellow Hammer.

2. Camp out somewhere on campus.

3. Eat at Cafe 1-2-3

4. Watch the entire series of a tv show. (We're trying to decide which show. Camilla wants Boy Meets World. But can I watch THAT many episodes of Mr. Feeny? I just don't know.)

5. Read the books on my list. (Don't worry, that post will come soon.)

6. Take a road trip. Even if it's just to Montgomery.

7. Eat at Warehouse Bistro

Does anyone notice a pattern?

8. Pass Economics. (This is not a joke.)

9. (Finally) finish decorating our apartment.

10. Midnight showing: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part Two. (aka my childhood evaporating before my eyes.)

I have other goals as well, things like: growing deeper in my walk with the Lord, investing in the people that will be with me at Auburn, and just making the MOST of my time at Auburn.

The time has gone by so fast already. I can't believe it. Ok, summer. I'm ready for you.

Six Months.

Six months ago today, I was not sitting on my couch in my apartment as I am now. No, I was living in the City of Light, my favorite place in the world: Paris, France. Now, you all know that's what the original concept behind this blog was about, but as I thought about it, I realized I actually enjoyed to blog.

Being a Public Relations major at Auburn (war eagle!), I was bombarded with my classmates chattering about their portfolios and writing experience. I was at a loss. The only stories I enjoyed to write were obituaries and the stories I wrote on my blog. As expected, this will not be a blog about obituaries. (I'm not sure why I enjoy writing them as much as I do--I suppose I like to think of them as life stories instead of death.) ANYWAY, after six months of being absent from the blogging world, I have decided to keep this thing going. I enjoy writing this blog, even if it is just for me to get things out. I also enjoy list-making, and that is my next point.

I love lists. I feel that there is not much greater in your day than making lists and checking them off. Just call me Santa Claus. This blog will not longer be about Paris, save my ramblings about how I miss it so much. Instead, it will be about different lists and goals I have. I haven't decided on my first list, but I will update as soon as I figure out.

My best friend, Camilla started the idea of a list first, so I must give her credit. (Check out her blog if you haven't already!) My lists are more or less going to be for accountability. When I need to accomplish goals, I need accountability and there is no better way to have that than through a blog.

So I hope you enjoy. And maybe find this blog as a place to make your own lists as well.

Tell 'em, Webster.

sad: adj.; affected with or expressive of grief or unhappiness; causing or associated with grief or unhappiness; of a dull, somber color.

Guys. I am SAD. Don't get me wrong, I am so excited to get back home and spend time with my friends and family and get back into a routine, BUT I just love this city, y'all. It's so great. I love everything about it. Tonight, Audrey and I climbed to the top of the Arc de Triomphe (I can check that off my mini list!) and watched the sunset, only to find ourselves tearing up while we thought about leaving Paris. It just feels like I literally flew into Charles de Gaulle yesterday. Really.

On a happier note, we're going to FAJITAS tomorrow night! YESS. I am so pumped. Clearly. For the past three Friday nights we have been eating at Fajitas so we had to go again before we left, even if it was on a Thursday night this time. AHH I can't believe this trip is almost OVER!! Woah. So bizarre. OK. Have to write a paper. Can't procrastinate any longer!

*definition taken from merriamwebster.com