Some of my favorite memories...

I was five, and my mom put me in a little white Sunday dress with little blue roses all over, (my sister in matching red roses) and we sat outside on the steps and ate bittersweet jello.

Lying under hundreds of thousands of bright blazing stars in the sky, on a dock, in the middle of the countryside, laying next to my friends, holding their hands.

Back home in the summer time, I'd climb into the hammock chair hung from the big old tree in my backyard and read something borrowed from the library that day. I will always remember how the ray of lights from the afternoon sun shone through the new green leaves and all around me I can smell the sweet raspberries growing in the bushes near me.



Even though I've always dispised WI, the mornings I'd wake up to see the mounds of blinding beautiful white snow cover over every inch of my backyard, so that it would appear as if every tree had white fluffy pillows all over their branches..and the sun shining on the crystal flakes, I think to myself, truly I am in a Winter Wonderland and I don't ever want to leave.



and...Oh and this one hella funny night...

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