Tonight is My 10 Year Reunion

…and I’m obviously not going, whomp whomp. I know I promised a family introduction next, but I’m feeling a little nostalgic so that will just have to wait!

On May 19, 2007, my friends and I threw our hats in the air and said “sayonara!” to Fernandina Beach High School in Fernandina Beach, Florida.

FBHS 2007

But before that we had a ton of fun, a ton of drama, and got into more trouble than I care to remember!

Look at all these baby faces! Click here to see the full size pictures!

My number one trouble maker, though, was Number 2. Bri 2 to be exact.

the bris

To this day, this girl remains one of my best friends! If The Bri’s were in the area, you knew about it. I can’t even remember how much school we skipped but she lived on the beach, so I mean…how could you actually expect us to go to class?

We were all quite the camera whores, so it would literally take me 5 hours to dig through all my old pictures. I even logged back into my old myspace (nothing gives your age away quite like myspace!) and checked out a few there too. I’d link to my photobucket which has hundreds of pics, but it’s seriously the worst site ever now. I’m accepting any tips on how to easily get all my photos from there and onto something more user friendly!

Oh memory lane, you never disappoint! You do, however, keep me from the assignments I need to finish before tomorrow, ugh. Nothing motivates you to finish college like realizing you graduated high school over a decade ago.

Back to the present then! I hope all my Florida friends are having a fabulous evening even though I know most (if not all) of us are way too cool to attend a reunion.

PS: enjoy these obligatory senior photos and a few graduation pics!
senior photo 2

Senior photo

Welcome to the Boomerang, Kid

I’ve always been a closet dreamer; I appear outwardly to have ideas and goals firmly based in reality, but realistically, I’ve always dreamed of the saving grace of prosperity and glory that has never (and will never) come. They say that’s a symptom of my generation, but how could it not be? My whole life I’ve been told “you can be whatever you want to be if you just try!” So what do I want to be?

I’m 28 years old and I still haven’t quite figured that out. I’ve spent the last ten years of adulthood cycling back and forth between being a free-spirited dreamer, cynical corporate slave,  student, family woman, and total piece of human garbage; and yet, none of these versions of me have “stuck.”

The American Dream I’ve always been told to aspire to involves a white picket fence, a husband, a few kids and a job that appears successful. It’s also always been sold to me as something wholly obtainable with minor effort and a lot of “do, and you shall receive.” Anyone who knows me will tell you this: I do. I do a lot. I do for others; I do for my employer; I do for my friends and for my family; I DO, okay? No, not okay. Doing isn’t enough anymore. Trying isn’t enough. The world I live in is vastly different than the ones my parents and their parents grew up in. Today’s college tuition is exorbitant and out of reach, especially if you’re trying to maintain a single household. My “independence” has always been more important to me than the time and effort school would take anyway, but paycheck to paycheck is an uncomfortable cycle and eventually we all reach a breaking point.

So here I am; no college degree, no career and a horizon that looks the same as it always has: bleak. The definition of crazy is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, so I’m done bashing my head mindlessly against a wall. Which leads me to where I truly am at this very moment – sitting on my parents back porch, overlooking their pool at their lakefront home; well, our lakefront home, because this is where I live now too.


boo·mer·ang kid

plural noun: boomerang kids
  1. a young adult who goes back to live with a parent after a period of independence.
    See also: me

On May 31, 2017, I packed my entire life into a trailer and the back of Dad’s truck and left Dallas for Montgomery, TX. It hurt, believe me, but it’s definitely a good thing. My parents are letting me live here and my grands are funding my college education with two stipulations:

  1. I go to school full-time (and actually finish this go-round); and
  2. I work part-time, as school must be my priority

Okay, cool. I can totally do this. I started my Summer semester on June 5, and I plan to wrap my college career up in 2020, so three years down the road. Given the credits I already have and the fact that school will now be my main focus, this is a totally attainable goal.

It all seems pretty straightforward, but it’s certainly not going to be easy! I’m three weeks into this thing, and I’m already facing the struggles of living with 3 people (including my PRETEEN sister) and seven animals. Yeah. 7. But we’ll get into the characters in my new life story next time!

Stick around with me as I document my boomerang life. I can’t guarantee that it (and I) won’t disappoint, but it’ll definitely be somethin’ else.