I'm A Big Kid Now!

This past weekend (which was over a day ago now, I know) was a great one. First off, I got my first very own car! Insert excited jumping and cartwheels and cheesin' it smiley faces drawn from ear to ear and you'll have me in a nutshell Saturday morning at the dealership.

I've obviously driven and "had" cars over the years, since I've had a license for almost 10 years (YIKES!) and all, but they were always just my parents' old junker cars. And then after I moved to Manhattan at the age of 20, there was obviously no need for me to buy one of my own. Subways and cabs and walking and not having to worry about a DD after too many beers for the win. P.S. that's probably one of the only things I miss about living in the city. That and 2am Chinese food deliveries, but who's counting.

But now that I'm back home again, I was in definite need of my own ride. And the only one I really had my heart set on was a white Nissan Rogue because I've wanted a white SUV for about as long as I can even remember. My parents weren't too pleased since they thought I should be spending my hard earned money on a used car with a lower payment, but hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. 

And thus...


I got a brand new pearl white Rogue baby to call my very own! Isn't she a beauty? I just love her. Now just to think of a name...


After the shock of driving something brand new into my driveway wore off, it was time for pumpkins. Because my middle name should be Holiday and celebrating them should be my last name. Plus, doing holiday things with a boyfriend just makes my already happy heart ten billion and one times happier. I don't even know what's going to happen to me come Christmastime when we go cut down a tree together. I'll puke for you all now...


And this was the outcome of our carving adventure. Mine and Trevor's on top and my dad's (who would've won this year's contest if we actually had one) down on the bottom. The man whipped out his drills and special knives and disappeared in the garage for a solid thirty minutes crafting up that mouse hole gem. And now we know where I got the creative crafting gene from. Thanks Dad.


Sunday was spent back at Silver Queen Farm doing some of my Digital Photography homework with my friend Laura who's also in my class. P.S. I could probably take pictures of all the fall things forever. Thank goodness Christmas comes right after fall ends because I'd be one depressed little nugget if I couldn't replace the gorgeousness with stockings and shiny red balls.


P.P.S. School Update: I'm totally loving it. One, because what I'm learning actually interests me. Two, because I'll actually use what I'm learning in real life. Three, because I get to use "no I have to do homework" to get out of doing chores for my parents. Win win win. 

But anyway, this week's assignment was to take multiple shots of the same scene, just with the subject  (me) moving around to different places in that scene. Then once we upload all of the different shots onto the computer, we'll use Photoshop to make one single image with all of the different "me's" in the same shot. Does that even make sense? Probably not but I'll show you the outcome next week or something. Here were a couple outtakes... 


After I got fed up with trying to take seventy pictures of myself jumping around a farm (that was how many I needed for the homework), I headed home to make the dogs "model" in order to fill up the rest of the criteria. Best idea I've had since taking home that Nissan and picking a boyfriend who didn't put up a fight when being asked to do gross holiday things with me.


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