Some of my favorite memories of twenty-eleven:
In January it snowed A LOT so we went snowboarding and Abby got engaged!
February made me lol and we went to D.C.- will always be one of my favorite weekends of college. We were fist pumping on Today's Letters!
I love every post of March.
I ran a half marathon in April. I might still be sore:) Apparently I also went on Spring Break a month late. For sure a Spring Break I'll never forget. Knoxville became Mega-Storm central and I stayed up until 4 for the Royal Wedding.
In May, there was that Big News Weekend and lots and lots of adventures.
Blogging is hard to do in June. But I did my best documenting our fun times and of course Abby and Andy's wedding.
I skipped blogging in July my parents celebrated their 25th anniversary in August. I also held onto summer for as long as I could.
September as always has my favorite weekend of the year- Boomsday. We went to STC for leadership weekend. Awesome. I turned 22! And I kept on livin' the summer life.
October was full of our dear love Pinterest and pumpkins.
Fun weekends and RT4 and camping and days in the dark and Thanksgiving were November's adventures.
December had Formal and Chickfila opening and of course Christmas.
Wow. What a fast year. But a good one. So many new things. So many adventures. Such a blessed life.
May 2012 be just a incredible! (and not world ending)
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
2012 Bucket List
For your listening pleasure while you read. Ya know, since this is our last year or life and all. Psh, yeah right.
I figure if this is my last year to live (insert sarcasm here), I might as well make a list of all the things I wanna do this year. I'm sure I'll feel the need to add on, but this is it for now!
Kiss under the mistletoe. Might as well take advantage of that hanging greenery, right?
Be a "regular" somewhere. (Although I think Tyler knowing our drink orders- and names!- every Thursday night at Steak 'n Shake might be as close as I get). But I wanna be able to "have the usual."
Own an iphone. Once they make them a little less fragile.
Freaking finish an entire tube of chapstick instead of losing it.
Surf. Gnarly.
And jump the wake on the wakeboard. So close... yet so, so far away.
New Years in Times Square. My friends did it and complained about standing up for 14 hours straight. But I have much more endurance than them.
Write in wet cement. Rebel.
Solve a Rubix cube. A (blonde) girl can dream, right?
Skydive. Duh.
Take a homeless person to dinner.
Spend an entire day watching Disney movies. This can happen over Christmas break. I have no doubt.
I'm pretty confident it's time to start (wish I'd never stopped) training for another half. Who's with me this time??
Eat at In-n-Out.
Celebrate every holiday.
Knit a scarf. AND finish.
Shoot a gun.
Watch a meteor shower. Coool.
Snowboard.
Eat pizza in Chicago and NYC. Then form my own opinion on which is best.
Spend the night on top of Max Patch without a tent. Oh hey stars.
Play tennis. Love.
Read. A lot. (Give me some recommendations! I gotta fill this Kindle up!)
Be intentional. Be intentional. Be intentional.
Figure out how to rock skinny jeans. Just. Can't. Do. It.
Read through the whole Bible (again).
Less time on "things" more time on people.
Change a life.
GRADUATE COLLEGE!
Ride a mechanical bull. I mean this in a total not trashy way. Are mechanical bulls trashy? I think they probably are. But I wanna do it.
Swim in the ocean at night. Insert Jaws theme song here.
Seize every opportunity.
This is still one of my favorite posts ever. And I'd love to (try to) keep these resolutions in good ol' 2012.
I figure if this is my last year to live (insert sarcasm here), I might as well make a list of all the things I wanna do this year. I'm sure I'll feel the need to add on, but this is it for now!
Kiss under the mistletoe. Might as well take advantage of that hanging greenery, right?
Be a "regular" somewhere. (Although I think Tyler knowing our drink orders- and names!- every Thursday night at Steak 'n Shake might be as close as I get). But I wanna be able to "have the usual."
Own an iphone. Once they make them a little less fragile.
Freaking finish an entire tube of chapstick instead of losing it.
Surf. Gnarly.
And jump the wake on the wakeboard. So close... yet so, so far away.
New Years in Times Square. My friends did it and complained about standing up for 14 hours straight. But I have much more endurance than them.
Write in wet cement. Rebel.
Solve a Rubix cube. A (blonde) girl can dream, right?
Skydive. Duh.
Take a homeless person to dinner.
Spend an entire day watching Disney movies. This can happen over Christmas break. I have no doubt.
I'm pretty confident it's time to start (wish I'd never stopped) training for another half. Who's with me this time??
Eat at In-n-Out.
Celebrate every holiday.
Knit a scarf. AND finish.
Shoot a gun.
Watch a meteor shower. Coool.
Snowboard.
Eat pizza in Chicago and NYC. Then form my own opinion on which is best.
Spend the night on top of Max Patch without a tent. Oh hey stars.
Play tennis. Love.
Read. A lot. (Give me some recommendations! I gotta fill this Kindle up!)
Be intentional. Be intentional. Be intentional.
Figure out how to rock skinny jeans. Just. Can't. Do. It.
Read through the whole Bible (again).
Less time on "things" more time on people.
Change a life.
GRADUATE COLLEGE!
Ride a mechanical bull. I mean this in a total not trashy way. Are mechanical bulls trashy? I think they probably are. But I wanna do it.
Swim in the ocean at night. Insert Jaws theme song here.
Seize every opportunity.
This is still one of my favorite posts ever. And I'd love to (try to) keep these resolutions in good ol' 2012.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
We Wish You a Merry Christmas!
The Crawford house becomes a whirlwind of wrapping paper, a chorus of "ohh I LOVE it"s, and an explosion of joy on Christmas morning. I love every minute of it.
A little look into the 25th of December at our house:
5:45 a.m.- Addie wake me up to tell me in detail about a dream she is *currently* having.
7 a.m.- Sam wake up. But is not allowed to speak. Fortunately, Addie made him a basket of things to keep him entertained until...
7:57- a.m.- Sam decides it is close enough to 8 to wake the rest of us up.
8:20 a.m.- Drew is finally on his feet so we all go get in bed with our parents until they agree to join us in the living room.
*Insert craziness here.* Sam runs around like crazy and gets more enthusiastic with each gift he opens. The peak of his ecstasy coinciding with the bottom of his stocking. Never knew a kid could be so excited about toothpaste. Dad walks around the living room and collects anything that can burn and adds it to his fire.
10:30 a.m.- We all go to the aunt/uncle/cousin's house for brunch. I love this most. We eat and talk and laugh. And don't worry about a thing.
3- We come back home and spend the day watching movies and sorting pictures. Once I have my scanner with me I might put up a couple of gems. Anyone who knew me from 7th grade- freshmen year of high school, thank you for you charity friendship. That was a rough time in my life.
So, that's Christmas, fortunately we know most of all, it's not about our presents, it's about His presence. Which we are most grateful for.
Here's a quick pic of what I made my momma for Christmas (thanks Pinterest).
Merry two days after Christmas, Bloggies!!
A little look into the 25th of December at our house:
5:45 a.m.- Addie wake me up to tell me in detail about a dream she is *currently* having.
7 a.m.- Sam wake up. But is not allowed to speak. Fortunately, Addie made him a basket of things to keep him entertained until...
7:57- a.m.- Sam decides it is close enough to 8 to wake the rest of us up.
8:20 a.m.- Drew is finally on his feet so we all go get in bed with our parents until they agree to join us in the living room.
*Insert craziness here.* Sam runs around like crazy and gets more enthusiastic with each gift he opens. The peak of his ecstasy coinciding with the bottom of his stocking. Never knew a kid could be so excited about toothpaste. Dad walks around the living room and collects anything that can burn and adds it to his fire.
10:30 a.m.- We all go to the aunt/uncle/cousin's house for brunch. I love this most. We eat and talk and laugh. And don't worry about a thing.
3- We come back home and spend the day watching movies and sorting pictures. Once I have my scanner with me I might put up a couple of gems. Anyone who knew me from 7th grade- freshmen year of high school, thank you for you charity friendship. That was a rough time in my life.
So, that's Christmas, fortunately we know most of all, it's not about our presents, it's about His presence. Which we are most grateful for.
Here's a quick pic of what I made my momma for Christmas (thanks Pinterest).
Merry two days after Christmas, Bloggies!!
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Merry Christmas Eve!
Merry Christmas Eve, Bloggies! I hope all y'all are enjoying time with your sweet families. I sure am.
This is the song that I've been singing the past few days. It makes me cry sometimes. (shocking:))
And this. Made me giggle and tear up too.
That's all I've got for now.
Merry Christmas y'all!
This is the song that I've been singing the past few days. It makes me cry sometimes. (shocking:))
And this. Made me giggle and tear up too.
That's all I've got for now.
Merry Christmas y'all!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Eat Mor Chikin
This is the story about that time I decided I never wanted to eat Chickfila again.
Okay, not really. I still love Chickfila. But I DID threaten.
We had an adventure to our first ever Chickfila grand opening!
I don't know if y'all knew this, but the "First 100" who get to a Chickfila the day before it opens by SIX A.M. (that's early homies) win free CFA for a year.
Holy fried chicken goodness, I may be a bit Chickfila brainwashed, but I can't think of a single thing better than that!
So me, accompanied by 5 friends who are girls and 11 boys who are also friends, went to Nashville for their brand spankin' new Chickfila.
And we had an adventure.
The *freezing* morning stated with us waking up in Franklin, TN at 4:20, and driving to Nashville. There ended up being more than 100 people there by 6 so they handed out raffle tickets and had a drawing. Me and my friend Jessie are the two unlucky ones who did not win, but fortunately our dear friends had decided in advance to split whatever winnings we had amongst all of us. So we ended up with 35 free combo meals each. I'll take it.The girls were 4 of 6 and the boys went 7 of 11. Therefore girls are better and luckier. But all around, not too shabby.
So Chckfila allows guests to stay with the Top 100 winners so Jessie and I weren't forced to roam the streets of Nashville for 24 hours. No, instead all 17 of us (plus the other 181 humans) were corralled into the parking lot of the CFA and not allowed to leave for 24 hours. And it was a blast!
We set up our tent (with the help of our new friends- some older men. Not sketchy at all!) and spent the day playing. We read and talked and threw the football and had a cornhole tournament and threw the Frisbee and played spades and Uno and danced and had relays and almost got blown away in our tent (and chased down our little yellow tent multiple times) and ate Chickfila until it was coming out our pours. For every meal- including a snack! And sweet tea to drink... all. day. long. That is why I claimed to never eat it again.
But we all know I love Chickfila way too much to follow through with that. And it's more than their food, although I'm obsessed with that too. It's the way they treat their costumers. They were genuinely thankful to have us there. And they took care of us. And let us know how much they appreciated us. It really is an incredible business. Three cheers for Chickfila!
So, the question I've received multiple times is of course, "Was it worth it?" And I have to honestly say, yes it was. I would for sure do it agian. It was an experience and it was just so fun. I want to tell everyone I know to go to an opening, but then the odds of me being drawn drastically go down. But let's be honest, I'm already incredible unlucky, so I might as well spread the word so all my dear friends can experience this chicken goodness.
Eat mor chikin, folks.
Okay, not really. I still love Chickfila. But I DID threaten.
We had an adventure to our first ever Chickfila grand opening!
I don't know if y'all knew this, but the "First 100" who get to a Chickfila the day before it opens by SIX A.M. (that's early homies) win free CFA for a year.
Holy fried chicken goodness, I may be a bit Chickfila brainwashed, but I can't think of a single thing better than that!
So me, accompanied by 5 friends who are girls and 11 boys who are also friends, went to Nashville for their brand spankin' new Chickfila.
And we had an adventure.
The *freezing* morning stated with us waking up in Franklin, TN at 4:20, and driving to Nashville. There ended up being more than 100 people there by 6 so they handed out raffle tickets and had a drawing. Me and my friend Jessie are the two unlucky ones who did not win, but fortunately our dear friends had decided in advance to split whatever winnings we had amongst all of us. So we ended up with 35 free combo meals each. I'll take it.The girls were 4 of 6 and the boys went 7 of 11. Therefore girls are better and luckier. But all around, not too shabby.
So Chckfila allows guests to stay with the Top 100 winners so Jessie and I weren't forced to roam the streets of Nashville for 24 hours. No, instead all 17 of us (plus the other 181 humans) were corralled into the parking lot of the CFA and not allowed to leave for 24 hours. And it was a blast!
We set up our tent (with the help of our new friends- some older men. Not sketchy at all!) and spent the day playing. We read and talked and threw the football and had a cornhole tournament and threw the Frisbee and played spades and Uno and danced and had relays and almost got blown away in our tent (and chased down our little yellow tent multiple times) and ate Chickfila until it was coming out our pours. For every meal- including a snack! And sweet tea to drink... all. day. long. That is why I claimed to never eat it again.
But we all know I love Chickfila way too much to follow through with that. And it's more than their food, although I'm obsessed with that too. It's the way they treat their costumers. They were genuinely thankful to have us there. And they took care of us. And let us know how much they appreciated us. It really is an incredible business. Three cheers for Chickfila!
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| That is all of our stuff. 6 girls. 24 hours. Roughin' it. |
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| The gang's all here (minus 2) |
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| The Halls team LOVES Chickfila |
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| Us after we got our coupons. After 24 hours in the parking lot. We have an excuse for looking so rough. |
So, the question I've received multiple times is of course, "Was it worth it?" And I have to honestly say, yes it was. I would for sure do it agian. It was an experience and it was just so fun. I want to tell everyone I know to go to an opening, but then the odds of me being drawn drastically go down. But let's be honest, I'm already incredible unlucky, so I might as well spread the word so all my dear friends can experience this chicken goodness.
Eat mor chikin, folks.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
It's a Wonderful Feelin'
... all the love in the room from the floor to the ceiling. It's that time of year. Christmastime is here!
Oh how I've loved jammin' to Christmas music these past few days.
Even though finals aren't over, I am 100% in the Christmas spirit.
However, since finals aren't over, I don't have time to full-out blog right now. But here's a teeny tiny, itty bitty sneak peak of this weekend.
Hip-hip hooray for formal!
Friday, December 2, 2011
I am a Vol fan
We are raised to hate the Florida gators here in Big Orange Country. But this Tim Tebow guy...
Read this. Now.
Seriously. Read it.
"...not because what he was doing was wrong but because it was right."
“You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; it was never between you and them anyway.”
What an example. Wow.
So thankful for VIPs like him.
And what I reminder that even my own life (as simple and unimportant as it seems) should not make sense to people of this world.
Happy DECEMBER, Bloggies!!
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