Once upon a time, there was a girl who may or may not have been totally awesome. But that’s beside the point. As the story goes, this girl had just about everything she wanted in life. A wonderful place to live, completely incredible friends,  and 6 adorable little brothers.

But her perfect happiness didn’t last for long, and her father’s work required that her and her family leave all the ones they loved and venture into a mysterious land called Jaxtopia. This girl was devastated and it seemed as if all the rainbows in her life were gone. All of the unicorns and pegesai had migrated.

Only one thing kept her going. Actually a lot of things kept her going but mostly one thing — her mother was expecting yet again. This time, they decided not to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl. So once again, this girl began praying and hoping this unborn child was the sister she’d been longing for for oh so long.

Months passed, seasons flew by, and eventually the time for the baby to be born arrived. The midwives came and everybody excitedly waited for the news that their next sibling had made it safely into the world.

Shortly after the birth, all the children gathered into their mother’s room, including the girl, to find out what the baby was.

The end.

Okay not really.

They all stepped in and the announcement came:

……..

It’s a girl!

Surprise ending, right?

Anyway.

The girl was so excited(and may or may not have started sobbing uncontrollably) and instantly fell in love with her new little sister.

And this little baby kept growing…

And growing…

And then grew some more…

And basically just got cuter and cuter. And no one really knew if she was ever going to stop or if she was just going to start making people explode from over exposure to pure adorableness.

And the girl who had wanted a sister for so long was exceptionally happy. For her little sister made up for everything she was missing back home and made living in Jaxtopia not completely horrible.

And that girl’s name was Margaret Beddington.

Nope.

Not really.

Her name was Me.

What am I doing right now? I am cleaning my room.
And not just cleaning , but really going through and decluttering and all that jazz.
Gosh, I hate doing this.
Okay, its not that bad. In between I’m playing Words With Friends(and totally kicking BUTT by the way) and, obviously blogging.
Yes JULIE I’m blogging on my gossip blog TWICE in one day.
Don’t be too jealous dear.
Anyway. We’re having a garage sale on Saturday and my parents are totally making me get rid of stuff.
Aren’t they brilliant?
To answer that question, yes. Because a lot of this is useless junk that I really don’t need.
Amid doing all this I found an old, special possession of mine.

Why yes, this is me in a cowboy hat.
My cowboy hat.

I haven’t gotten to wear it in forever because, ya know, there just aren’t many horse ranches here in Florida.

Sad, sad face.

But anyway. I was all like “Ohmegosh its my hat!” And then all these memories of riding horses with my cousin, grandmother, and grandfather and showing my sheep and wandering around the fair with my many friends cousin and everything country that I used to do and immensely enjoyed.
Then I sobbed for a while because those memories are 5 years past.
And then I put my hat on Lucy.

And the world was good again.

UPDATE:
Wow y’all would never believe how much sand is covering my surfaces in here…like I lifted my lamp up to wipe under it and there was like 3 pounds of sand sitting there.