knock, knock?

Ashley: Knock, Knock

Beau: Who's there?

Ashley: John

Beau: John who?

Ashley: John the Baptist. (dumps a wee bit of water on Beaus leg)

What happens next? Typically, the smart person would run away. But I didn't.

Beau then hands the cup to Robert and Robert gets the water. Beau holds me down and POURS TWO FULL CUPS of water all over my face.

I even said, if you like me, you won't do this. And he still did.

Kentucky fun!

This is fall break at Central College! My mom, her boyfriend, Cody (brother), Mikayla (sister), Beau, and I took a weekend trip down to Kentucky! We were planning to go to the National Horse Park, but the horses weren't there this weekend.. I thought we wouldn't find anything else to do, but we went to the Aviation Museum, Keeneland Track, and train museum as well as some other fun things!

And for the update, Beau and I are in a relationship If you need an explanation, ask me! Basically, the "semester bet" was a bet, but it was to make sure my heart was guarded, and I think it's been enough time.

who am i?

I have been thinking a lot lately about who I am, and who people think I am. I've realized the two subjects really don't lay hand in hand.





Here are some things that I think people think I "am"... (let me know if there are others I'm forgetting)

Please don't think too hard about these, I'll tie them all together.

1. The girlfriend. That can mean "girl friend," "girlfriend," or "kind of girlfriend" Any combination has most likely fit at one point or another.

2. The arts nerd. band, drama, dance, thespians.. you name it, I probably have played it or done it.

3. That girl from Oskaloosa. Contrary to popular belief, I did grow up in Oskaloosa. (This could also make me the girl who left and never came back)

4. The farmer/rodeo girl.

5. The one who is nuts about 4H

6. the avid traveler.

7. The girl who got hit by a truck when she was riding her mule...

8. The girl who has divorced parents/ a confusing life story.

9. the girl who tries to do everything.

10. just "that" girl.

When all of these things (and more) come together, I become "me." However, I try to cater to my friends and show the side that I can better identify with at that time. I mean, it's odd to say that I used to rodeo every single weekend, and the weekends I didn't do that, I would be at a dance competition. I still haven't found that "one thing I'm great at," but maybe I should just accept I don't have one.. I'm just adaptable. I'm just me.

I guess what I'm trying to do is apologize to everyone I have ever confused. I am a complex person, and I don't regret it one bit. It makes me who I am.. so when it comes time for that "first date" realize that I could flip a coin between pizza and football or pasta and wine. I would be completely content with either option, which is why I usually say "I don't care."

However, if I tell you something one day, and it seems like I've changed my mind the next, it's normal. I promise.

a tribute to..

.. the lovely Morgan Johnson

My question of the day for Morgan... When can I justify wearing socks and flats? For that matter... why in the world did I even put socks on this morning?

Morgan is the coolest person I know. Why? Well, even though she goes to UNI, I can call/text/use my telepathy skills to tell her anything, and she will know EXACTLY what I am talking about. There's no reason for a
"pre-story," it's a spill your guts type of relationship.

Also, we always seem to be in the exact same boat. I mean, we have had numerous conversations that go

"So, there's this problem ..."

"Oh my gosh me too..."

and sometimes we are on opposite sides of the boat so we just pull each other to the middle..

So, cheers to Morgan Johnson, and I hope all of my other friends have a friend this awesome.

By the way, Morgan, I love how we usually end our conversations..

"well, I think i'm tired, and I really love sleeping.."
"okay! good night"
::talks for a while longer::
"okay! night!"

(chances are, it was hours before we actually went to sleep)