I’m going to Graceland…

Actually, it’s been slow the last couple of days so I’m going to write about a recent trip I took to, you guessed it: Graceland. Memphis, Tennessee!
My mother is a very big Elvis fan. I believe she is only a few movies short of having his entire collection. My sister and I decided early last summer that we were going to plan the best birthday present ever by taking her to Elvis’ home. I did some research online and Dad reserved us a room at the Heartbreak Hotel. We planned out the entire trip beginning with our parents driving down to Biloxi, Mississippi for a vacation where we would all meet up. There was an Elvis impersonator performing at one of the local casinos so we were going to start out at the concert but Elvis was sick and did not perform. We went to dinner instead and passed mom a card with a picture of Graceland Mansion on the front. My sister (the creative one) wrote a nice little poem which told where we were bound. I thought mom was going to pass out. She spoke in the most adorable voice as if she wasn’t sure if she was reading it right “we’re going to Graceland?” The three of us (mom, sister, and me) left early the next morning and drove towards Tupelo, Mississippi. We stopped to walk through the birthplace of Elvis Presley and the museum right behind it. We ate lunch downtown then continued northwest towards Tennessee. We got there early evening so we checked in, relaxed a little then caught the free shuttle downtown. We went to the Hard Rock Café where I added another shot glass to my collection, had a few drinks then rested for the big day. We woke up early and walked over to the ticket counter to catch the first tour through the mansion. This is where I would advise anyone who has not yet gone through the tour to NOT take the first bus. Wait until 11:00; it will be much more enjoyable. We got on the bus with everyone else who came to see the Elvis’ home and squeezed our way through the rest of the tour. It was great, don’t get me wrong but when we returned, there were maybe 30 people waiting in line opposed to the 300 that were in line with us earlier that morning. We spent the whole day walking through Elvis museums and Elvis gift stores, eating in Elvis diners and listening to Elvis Radio. Mom had the time of her life…like a kid at Disneyland.

Pinkie Pie & Sparkleworks

So, yesterday my goofball friends decide to decorate my desk. Now, I’m somewhat girly but I’m more of a greens and blues kinda girly, not the pink and purple kind. I walk into the office and I’m greeted with My Little Pony, streamers and banners wishing me a Happy Birthday. There were pink hearts and purple ribbons everywhere. Oh…and a bottle of wine with My Little Pony paper cups to drink it from. It’s funny; I can remember my first (and only) My Little Pony. I think its name was Windy or something plain like that. It was dark purple and had blue glittery waves (symbolizing wind) on the butt. It had rainbow colored hair and green eyes. Wow, I can’t believe I remember that much about the stupid thing. Anyway, the thought is what counts. Thanks guys! Paybacks are a bitch.

Last night was fun but we didn’t stay out too late. We were all too sad because Brock didn’t show up. Just playin’ Brock! We did miss you though. Everyone has plans today so none of us wanted to be too hung-over. I got some really cool gifts, such as, an Arnette watch, an Ice Pilots Hockey Jersey, and the Garden State soundtrack. I also got an Ice Cream Cake Mmmmm…my favorite! Too bad I couldn’t save the leftovers. The drive home was 45 minutes and we were there for at least an hour after we cut it. Cake soup anyone?

Cuz You Gotta have Friends

I have to admit I have been extremely fortunate in my life. As a Military Brat for 20 years, and with my current occupation, I have lived in many places and I have met lots of people. At each location, and from nearly every significant period, I have a “Best Friend” that I remain in contact with to this very day. I have friends all the way back to grade school that I am still in touch with. Although most of these friendship are now occasional phone calls here and there or a just a Holiday card every December, I know that I can count on each of them if I’m ever in need. I know that you all know who you are and I hope that you know that you have had an impact on my life in some way. We shared great times, not so great times, and some in-between times together and I will forever cherish those moments that I was fortunate to share with you. I can’t wait to see you again. I love you all so much and I look forward to the friendships I have yet to begin.

Yeah, I know that was kinda mushy. I’m still new at this blogging stuff and I’m still a little hesitant with the amount of information I provide about myself. I’m sure it will get better with time.

Tomorrow is my 29th Birthday! I’m really excited about it and I’m trying not to let the fact that I’m only a year away from 30, bug me too much. I mean, we can’t go backwards, right? I went to dinner with one of the above mentioned “Best Friends” tonight and she reminded me of my age, with a giggle. The smile was quickly replaced with a frown that sadly said, “oh yeah” when I reminded her that she is always a year behind me so when we are celebrating my 31st, we’ll be celebrating her 30th I’m not aging alone (love ya, sweetie).

Not too sure...

...what will become this. Everyone else seems to have one. I guess I should too? I could use this as a Diary to log my daily events. Or I could use it for jotting down my thoughts and give people the opportunity to tell me how crazy I am. Or I could use it to write down my experiences and hope that I can help someone with similar circumstances. I guess we'll see. I’m looking forward to seeing how this will turn out.