Gone With The Wind

I started this blog when I first moved to York and as you can see was never too interested in actually updating it. Now that I am moving away from York, I thought it would be nice to try and start it back up again. Basically, I joked with my best bunny Piper that I would create a secret blog for only him to read...and I guess this is it! I might let others in on the secret later ( if they are even interested) but will keep it quiet for now.

In 6 days I will board a plane to take me back to Georgia. I remember how I felt when I first left, and its not the same feeling as I have now. Mostly because when I left GA I knew I would always return, but leaving here I know this really is "goodbye". I could kid myself, lull myself into a false sense of security to think "maybe I will be back, maybe things will all change" But I need to be realistic. Could be when I return to GA I will look back on this time and think it was a great adventure, but that I would rather be in GA any old day. You never know. I have grown and changed so much in the past two years that it will take me being back in my comfort zone for these changes to really come to the surface. I shouldn't be too sad, I was a really luck girl to have this opportunity and sadness and happiness do go hand in hand. So yes, sad to leave but only because I was so happy here. That seems fair enough. Ok...until later...have some last minute packing to do!

Belief

Belief is a beautiful armor

But makes for the heaviest sword

Like punching underwater

You never can hit who you're trying for

Some need the exhibition

And some have to know they tried

It's the chemical weapon

For the war that's raging on inside

We're never gonna win the world

We're never gonna stop the war

We're never gonna beat this

If belief is what we're fighting for

We're never gonna win the world

We're never gonna stop the war

We're never gonna beat this

If belief is what we're fighting for

John Mayer

Tommy Made Lasange For Dinner

I decided to start a blog. I thought it would be nice to have a place to share the mundane, sometimes daily details of our new life in England. So, tonight Tommy made Lasagna. It was delicious. I have never had Lasagna at home that did not have to be defrosted first, so this was a nice change. We walked into town to our local grocery store Budgens to get the ingredients. Ralphie went along with us, so I stayed out side with the dog while Tommy roamed around the grocery store a good 30 minutes. Whilst outside I had several strange encouters with the York locals. One was with a homeless man who is always outside the Budgens. He has a new puppy. It is hard for me to see a dog in that situation, so I have been feeding it. Usually just a can of dog food here and there. At first I was afraid the owner would be offended, but he isn't. Today I even learned her name, Astra. I will keep feeding Astra as long as her owner doesn't mind. Like I said before, it hurts my heart to see a homeless puppy, but everyday that I see her I am relieved in knowing she is still alive.
After the dog encounter and Ralphie dodging the stiletto high hills of what felt like 30 hen parties, Tommy resurfaced,we walked home and had a nice night in.