Showing posts from 2015

Meet My Friends

This picture was taken about 2 weeks into the new semester. These are a few of my good friends down here in College Station. Haley, the one in the blue dress, was the first girl in the ward to introduce herself to me. We talked for a bit, and then she invited me to have dinner at her apartment that night. I really didn't want to go, because I hated being outside of my comfort zone and going through that whole awkward getting-to-know-you small talk phase. But I am soooooo grateful I accepted the invitation. Later that night I met Christina (girl in the white blouse) and Marissa, who is now my roommate. These friends (and lots more were not in attendance at this photoshoot) are part of the reason I love being at this school!
I have found that it really only takes two or three times of getting out of your comfort zone and making an effort to meet new people before it becomes second nature. I suppose being a hairstylist has also helped. 12 hours a week spent getting to know new peopl…

Happy Birthday, Peter!

Last weekend Caroline and the kiddos came down to Texas! I've been so lucky this year, I've seen Caroline and the kids like 3 times! 

We took the kids to the park and I jumped on the opportunity to experiment with taking some action shots.

Peter is the world's best baby model. I think this is a trend we may see among more kids of this generation. They recognize when they are being photographed and they automatically know what to do!

This picture right here has Caroline written all over it. Peter definitely got all his mom's genes.

We're so lucky we got to celebrate with Peter for his birthday! We had the entire May clan over for burgers, hotdogs, and birthday cake. It was a lot of people. 

Such pretty women who I admire very much. Nyssa used to be my dance teacher. She is one of the most patient women and I know, and I miss our lessons very much. I have known Chandler for years but I have always known her as "Chandler, Caroline's friend." This summer…

Oxford and Bath

Oxfordshire- quite possibly my favorite region of England that we visited. It was picturesque, and encapsulates all that I imagine when I read Jane Austen.

While driving to Oxford we ate lunch in Coventry, a rather dismal side of England that people don't often see. From what we could tell, there was very little historic significance left in Coventry. Much of the city was destroyed during the air raids of WWII. This cathedral that we visited, however, made the pit stop totally worth it.

It is unlike any of the other cathedrals that we visited. No ceiling, and only bits and pieces of stained glass were still attached. Everything was blackened and ugly. My favorite part was the alter with the words "Father Forgive". 

Oxford was old and beautiful like Cambridge, but it was much more spread out. There were more trees and gardens. We didn't go on any walking tours while we were in Oxford, instead we rented bicycles and rode around the city. It was Dad's idea and it wa…


When we (and by we, I really mean Mom) first planned our trip, it never included visiting York. But I read this amazing book, The Traveller's History of England, and it talked about York so much that I really wanted to see it. We changed our entire itinerary so that we could drive to York. After the visit, I think everyone was glad we made the change.

These books are actually part of a large series, and I recommend them to anyone who is gearing up for a trip. It was concise, touched on all the major points of history, and was somewhat humorous.

According to the book, the monarchs either ruled from York, or London. It's not quite clear why they switched between the two, but both places were very important. When you look at a map of York today, it is quite small and reminds me of what the old London probably looked like. Once we visited there we learned that much of the existing architecture is actually a sham, meant to look medieval in order to attract tourists. The layout of t…

5&6: Leaving London

I loved London. The food was delightful, the buildings and the museums were beautiful, and did I mention that the food was SO GOOD? By the end of the fourth day, however, I was totally bushed. London is B.U.S.Y. Don't go there if you are prone to anxiety attacks.

Sunday morning Mom and I packed up our things and found our way to the Kensington Ward (with the help of a very nice Italian member). I was very excited to go to church and listen to all the talks given in British accents (sinful, I know. There are other more important reasons to be excited for church), but unfortunately, everyone who spoke was American. The man who blessed the sacrament was British and he gave a VERY interesting spin on the sacrament. I felt like I was transported into an Anglican church just during that moment.

The church we met in looked nothing like one of our usual chapels. It was a modern business building from the outside, and served as kind of a visitors center complete with Jesus statue and "…