Car, Coast, Makeover, and The Bunny

I know that I'm a neurotic and sentimental person. I like to hold onto things. I do not like changes. It was a sad day when my registration was about expire and I finally had to get Washington plates. I keep thinking that I should change my phone number, but I don't know if I can do it now. It's the one thing I've got that's connecting me to Phillly.


My neices at Cannon Beach. I finally made it down to Portland for my neice's birthday and we went to the beach. It eventually cleared up and we had a good time looking at tide pools, collecting hermit crabs, kite-flying, sand-sculpturing, etc.


Also, the saddest thing lately has been my roommate Megan moving back to Utah. After a lot of deliberation (trading closet space and a door for windows, higher ceilings, and sharing a kitchen/bathroom with one person instead of 3-4) I decided to move into Megan's old room. Which basically meant that I was living in chaos (and paint fumes) for at least a week. I almost had a breakdown in Ikea. Then Labor Day was just a horrible, terrible, no-good, very bad day... until I came home and found this.


My fabulous roommates Cassie and Kaylene, cleaned, organized, and decorated so much of my room. It was seriously like make-over shows on TV and yes I cried.

And they even rented me the Hannah Montana movie which I've been dying to see AND I got the Bunny, which is the most prized posession of the house (left by Megan - bless her heart) which gets passed around to whichever roommate is in need (oh the things this bunny has seen - someone should make a move - like sister of the travelling pants, only with the bunny)