Happy Memorial Day!

First of all, very thankful and indebted to all those who have given the ultimate sacrifice while serving our nation. Without them our world would be a very different place today.

Of course, I would be dishonest though if I acted like I wasn’t also grateful for an additional day in my weekend.

- Charlotte to spend QT with an old roommate? Awesome.

- US National Whitewater Center? Seriously the most fun I think I have had in a while.

The entire time I was thinking about how soon I could figure out a way to go back. Already plotting which friends would enjoy and how I can tow my brother down there for a day. —And can I please just say, that our raft FLIPPED and I have many cuts, scrapes and bruises for the story, but it was by far one of the scariest, awesome moments of 2012 so far, for me.

- Avengers? All I can say is, finally. Absolutely stupid that it took me so long to see it.

- Shopping? My closet has no need for all of the new swimsuits, underwears, skirts and shorts that were just added to it—but it was another nice way to feel like I was giving summer the green light. 

- Pool? Duh. 

- For the first time in about a month actually feeling ready to tackle the upcoming week? Incredible. My apartment is finally clean. My pantry is about to have food again and there are a lot of plans, friends and good times on the horizon. 

My friends, things are looking good.

Hope everyone else has also had a wonderful weekend!

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Guilty Conscience

I showed zero self control this morning and went straight from the gym to Chick-Fil-A for a biscuit on my way to work. 

But it was so. so. good.

I don’t think I would feel so guilty if I didn’t have the post-biscuit ridiculously over-full feeling! Fingers crossed that my work peeps don’t decide last minute to also have lunch club… .

Believe in yourself.

True to Libra form, I have a lot of interests, hobbies and investments. Some that last a few days, some that last for years, and others that I’m sure will last a lifetime.

One of the things I am most proud of about myself (someone’s riding the vain train today, III know), all multitudes of fancy aside, is that when I have an inkling that I would like to do something—my next thought is how to make it happen.

And I’m sincerely saying that not to boast, how great am I? Because 90 percent of the time that effort simply results in a “woo! you did it, now what?”

But some things that catch my inspiration are things that could be truly formative and changing. Those intrigues are the ones that are scary to pursue. Those are the ones where you might feel more vulnerable to compromising something in the pursuit. 

Yet often, those can also be the most rewarding.

I’m trying something new.

Tonight wasn’t the first step. That step happened a few months ago now. But tonight I took a new first step.

I’m so protective of it, I’m not really even comfortable talking about it yet. But I want to put it out there as an affirmation that this is something I really care about and something that I am serious enough about (and this is the difficult part for Librans) to follow through and tell you about it when I’m ready.

Bated breath and crossed fingers, here’s to another new chapter (however brief or eventually plot changing) of Ashley.

Oh no.

This day has the logical makings of a very good day. 

However, this is how I feel:

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Ah, such a case of the bad Mondays!!

Charlotte is really beautiful today.

Thankful for a job that lets every single day be different!

Today, I’m in Charlotte working. Tonight I stay in Charlotte and get to see two of my college roommates that I haven’t gotten to catch up with in WAY too long.

On the town later and resisting with every fiber of my being from stalkerazzing all of the Bachelorette filming going on around town. #realitytvaddictionissues.

So excited for the start of a fun weekend!

There’s something about PB&J on a sunny day,

That takes me back to a beach towel at the public pool, shrively fingers and the smell of sunblock.

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Something small and unimportant just happened.

And it’s important to me that it could be so ignored.

I just took “…exploring the world of post-grad…” out of my “About” because, let’s face it—I’ve been a bonafide real-world adult now for almost 2.5 years.

It’s ludicrous, I tell you. Ludicrous.

(For those of you who share my humor, I accidentally spelled that ludacris at first and had to think for a minute why I was being served a red squiggly. Again, I do not think I’m old enough to feel this old …)

Today I am:

Feeling: 

sunny. It’s warm again and I feel it in my bones.

Hoping:

 to finally get my work email cleaned out today. Period.

Dreaming:

of an afternoon where I can lay in the sun and get a start on 2012’s tan.

Wanting:

to figure out an idea for a novel. A really good idea.

Craving:

another good book. I just finished the Hunger Games trilogy and I want another good book to sink into, stat.

Thinking:

about how bad the manicure was I got earlier. For a simple polish it took over an hour. Seriously!?! And I didn’t even get the color I really wanted : (.

Missing:

It’s still Chloe, of course.

Opening:

another bill seems to be the theme of today. Catching up on my finances and really getting motivated to continue saving.

Smiling:

to see the weather forecast for tomorrow. Even warmer, woo!

Loving:

my cowboy boots. I really think I’ll wear them to work tomorrow. Man, they were SO great at the Miranda Lambert concert Sunday.

Searching:

for a new bed no more! Get to officially put in the order tomorrow and I. Cannot. Wait. for it to finally be delivered.

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Today, I am:

Feeling: 

healthier. FINALLY!

Hoping:

 to go to the gym tomorrow. Albeit, you can bet it will be one weakling workout.

Dreaming:

of a day full of apartment cleaning and crafts. Nerdy much? Maybe. But it sounds fabulous.

Wanting:

to paint my fingernails. Or better yet, have someone else paint them.

Craving:

 a cupcake. I know, after that lunch today? I must be joking. But it’s true.

Thinking:

about Brian’s big happenings and hoping that everything works out for the best.

Missing:

well, given last week’s events. You can probably bet it’s little Chlo-ster. But …

Opening:

up to the idea of a new companion one day.

Smiling:

to find out that a close friend from college is expecting! Man, she’s going to be an AWESOME mom.

Loving:

the fact that I joined AOII three years ago. Random. Totally. But having a “younger” sister that’s colonizing Alpha Chi Omega at HPU is totally taking me back to the group of girls I bonded with doing the same thing. Makes me wish I had more alpha love in my life and activities right now!

Searching:

for a new bed. This has been ongoing and I REALLY don’t like spending large sums of money, but it’s a definite need at this point. Mattress? Likely 25 years old. Bed? Likely 45 years old. New is good and I just need to find it.

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Man, what a week.

Now I’m fighting some kind of sickness, but you know what? I just KNOW tomorrow will be better. And same for the next day.

Headed home for the weekend … again. I won’t lie, I’m getting a little tired of the back-to-back-to-back-to-back weekend trips down I-40, but I AM excited that the reason for this weekend is happy. On the schedule? 

- Getting the next Hunger Games book and curling up with it tonight.

- Best friend’s big sister’s wedding. Ok, who are we kidding? She was pretty much my faux big sister. I think I probably annoyed her enough to be classified as a younger sister : ). Just saying.

- Wish I would be healthy enough for a nice long run. We shall see.

- Fresh start. Need to clean. Need to organize. Need to work towards a 2012 spring. So far, 2012 has been a little too much rollercoasteresque for my liking. I need to focus on warmer, happier futures. And those can’t come while you’re lugging around the baggage from winter and last winter and the one before.

See, tomorrow will be better. I just know it.

Hope everyone has a wonderful, safe weekend!

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To be Remembered and Loved. Always.

“Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them.”


CHLOE DAVIS – May 29, 2006–-Feb. 1, 2012 Chloe passed away Feb. 1, 2012 in the arms of her parents after a month of partial paralysis. Chloe came to the Davis’s when she was a puppy and still had ears and paws to grow into. The small dog, thought to be a tweenie dachshund, quickly showed she was far more as she packed on the length and sturdiness. Chloe was a joy to the Davis family, being the first dog offered the privilege of couches, bedrooms, toys, sweaters and table food. She returned such offers with a warm body for snuggling, warmth, constant kisses, obedience and love. While Chloe enjoyed the outdoors if she was on a leash with one of her friends, she wasn’t as adventurous when it came to yard time alone. Chloe was a devoted friend and pet, always happiest when at the side of her human. That said, Chloe wasn’t afraid of heights or limitations her long body might otherwise find challenging and took on exercises her humans might not have otherwise liked. Often seen perched high at the top of the wood pile in her yard, she liked to climb; drag logs up the porch steps; set hallway records for fetches, skids and toy tosses; and enjoyed exploring on walks and car rides. Her taste preferred rubber, squeaky when it came to toys, rawhide chips for treats, and sleeveless for sweaters–-but she would never turn her nose up to the loose tissue or negligent empty glass. While she was a small dog, she had a large vocabulary of an interesting assortment: some of her favorite words being “elephant” and “medicine.” (Medicine of course meant a treat.) Another word, “blanket,” could hardly be uttered before she would rush to join the party and cuddle, burying beneath the layers. Chloe was a steadfast, loyal companion and doter when it came to times of need for her humans. When Ashley spent a few months deciding what to do next with life at home, Chloe was ready at hand to go where ever, do what ever and keep her spirits high. When Jim had to undergo serious brain surgery in August 2011, Chloe became his nurse carefully laying at his side and keeping him company during the months he had to stay home from work. Not to mention she always seemed to notice when someone needed a little extra love on a low day. Chloe changed the lives and hearts of those she lived with and will forever be remembered as the dachshund that loved; loved to be close; loved to be held; loved to kiss; loved to cuddle; loved to warm and be warmed; loved to tilt her head and listen with ears laid back. Chloe loved.