Tuesday, January 1, 2013

13 is a lucky number

Did u know I turned 13 on Friday the 13th? And my house number growing up in bama was 13 and my dad and sister are born on the 13th too.

This is the first year I haven't thought much about . Meaning I'm a planner. Have planned my life out pretty much according to this point in college and marriage and babies and babies every two years. Always knew what was in the works in the next nine months or next summer.

But now life is a bit up in the air and I haven't thought much about anything after Christmas ...until I realized how much I'm going to like 2013. Especially someone who likes numbers as much as I do. So glad to know the future is bright :) really regardless of the date of the year.

I hesitate to post these pictures because I'm still sad Lindsey wasn't able to come and she hasn't been here just as long as i hadnt and I miss court and Avi and their husband counterparts... But here they are. I had to pinch myself for a solid two days to really believe I was here. We are having fun and enjoying some down time.

My parents lit a ton of fireworks. Big and loud and awesome. And nana let them light about four each and hold the roman candles. but she did the big huge ones. The kids were freaking out. It was quite a show. And they love the dogs.





















2 comments:

Heather said...

Cute! I love the wooden Evans thing with the dog on top. Did y'all shoot those fireworks at your parent's house? If so, I'm surprised their neighbors didn't call the police.

brandon said...

Luke and paisley in the car made me laugh